After the president's flying car left, several bodyguards came out carrying a black bag. Downstairs, there was another car ready. Two of them put the bags in the trunk and got into the car. The flying car started and drove out quietly.
The remaining two bodyguards returned to the front of the building. Seeing no one around, one of them took out a cigarette, and the two found a corner to smoke. Among them, the bodyguard with golden hair said: "I really didn't expect Adalian to assassinate the President. What a pity, such a good woman."
Another bodyguard with long brown hair tied back into a braid laughed: "What a pity? It's a pity that she is so good at fucking? It's a pity to say that, every time she spends the night here, the screams are terrible." I heard it a few blocks away."
When talking about women, both men smiled knowingly.
A few streets away from the president's residence, a municipal maintenance speeder parked beside the road. The car door opened, and three people in maintenance uniforms stepped out from inside, one woman and two men. They quickly set up a temporary work tent next to it, and the three of them got in. The two men quickly fiddled with a few instruments, and the woman took off her uniform directly, revealing a tight leather jacket inside.
When she took off her hat, her blond hair drooped down. If anyone from the military was in this tent at this moment, they would find that the head coach of Sirius didn't stay on the interstellar front line, but instead played a guest role as a maintenance personnel here. Another man walked in and handed Windsor Bello a handbag. She opened it and took out gloves, goggles, etc., and a hairnet to hold her hair in place.
Windsor Bello combed her hair and fixed it with a hairnet. Someone had already opened a sewer manhole cover on the ground for her, and said: "Miss, you can reach your destination from here. But even the sewer has security devices, please pay attention to our information."
"Understood." Windsor Bello made an "OK" gesture, and then jumped into the sewer. The people on the ground quickly put the manhole cover back on. The sewers were clean, the air quality was good, and there was a continuous flow of water from a ditch next to it. Windsor Bello put on the wireless headset and asked, "How's the signal?"
"Very good, miss. Now I will transfer the map to your electronic glasses, and you should be able to see it."
At the end of the sentence, a topographic map of the underground waterway appeared on Windsor Bello's goggles, and a blue dotted line outlined the route. Windsor Bello nodded and said, "Got it, let's start acting."
After getting the support of Roddy yesterday, he will meet with the president in the name of his family today and try his best to buy time for Windsor Bello. The latter will sneak into the president's residence to see if he can find any clues. Windsor Bello walked through the sewer for several blocks, and two minutes later, he was already under Alan's apartment. Just as she was about to turn a corner, the voice of the ground personnel suddenly sounded in the headset: "Please wait, miss."
Those people were originally affiliated with the Red Wolf, but they quit the army at the request of Windsor Bello a long time ago, and thus became her private intelligence team. It turned out that Windsor Bello was only keen to dig out the scandals of senior federal officials and use them to sell them to make money, in order not to be accused of using power for personal gain. Now it has come in handy. This time, Windsor Bello did not use any Sirius resources to avoid dragging the army down, no matter in terms of intelligence collection or actual operations.
After a while, there was a new message in the headset: "In your
There is an all-round security net in the passage ahead, you can't just pass through it. "
Windsor Bello looked over, and after adjusting several spectral modes in the goggles, she saw a grid of light spread throughout the passage less than five meters away. It is conceivable that once these lights hit, it will immediately trigger the alarm of the security system. She shrank back and said, "Can you close it?"
"We are invading the other party's system, but in order not to attract the other party's attention, we can only close it for about three seconds. If it is too long, the system alarm will be triggered."
"Three seconds? It's enough."
"Please prepare, miss. Well, the warning net is temporarily closed."
Windsor Bello flashed out of the passage immediately, without even checking whether the warning net was really closed. At this time, she chooses to believe in her own people. Then there was acceleration and sprinting, and the whistling sound of airflow sounded in the passage. When Windsor Bello stopped, she had already passed through the passage, and only 1.5 seconds had passed at this moment.
"Pretty." She smiled smugly, and then followed the instructions of the ground personnel to climb up a shaft. Open the manhole cover, and she has come to the garden behind the President's apartment. First raise the manhole cover up a thin gap, from the gap, there is no one around. Windsor Bello immediately took off the cover and left. After replacing the iron cover, it rolled on the spot and stuck to the wall of the garage.
New instructions kept ringing in the headset, and according to these instructions, Windsor Bello sneaked into the main building without a sound. She climbed in through the back window of the kitchen, passed silently through the living room, and passed under a window with her low body. Outside the window, two bodyguards were smoking cigarettes and talking in a low voice, they didn't even realize that the Marshal of Sirius flashed by right under their noses.
Windsor Bello walked up a staircase silently, and a voice sounded in the headset: "Miss, there are people coming down from above, please avoid." She looked up, and the person rose into the air. Then use the absorbers on the palms and toes to firmly fix myself on the bottom of the stairs. Only after all this is done, someone comes down from the stairs. It was a bodyguard in a black suit. He stood at the corner and looked out the window before going downstairs.
Windsor Bello just watched him pass under his body, until he disappeared from sight, the marshal turned off the adsorption function, and the man floated to the ground like a fallen leaf. Just as she was about to continue going upstairs, there was a new reminder in the headset: "You can't go up the stairs, miss. There are two guards at the top of the stairs. Please go out through the window and climb up through the outer wall."
The marshal rolled his eyes, turned around and got in through the side window. After activating the adsorption function again, she swam up from the outer wall like a gecko, and the headset rang: "The above is the president's bedroom, but please don't go in through the window. We found that the bedroom window can only be opened from the inside. If it is opened or violently destroyed, the alarm will be triggered."
"Then what to do?"
"If you look up, you should see a vent. From there, you can go to the ceiling of the bedroom."
Windsor Bello looked up, and sure enough there was a vent on his head. She crawled over, removed the guardrail of the vent, and slipped in lightly. Thanks to her being a woman, she managed to get into this somewhat crowded ventilation duct, and after a while, she came to Mobit's bedroom. Through the fence, you can see the indoor scene below. After confirming that no alarm would be triggered, she removed the guardrail and jumped into the bedroom.
"It finally came in, now let's see, Mr. President hides
something happened. "Windsor Bello rummaged through the bedroom wearing gloves. Her movements were very light and delicate, and she did not forget to put them back in place after moving them. She searched very carefully and did not want to let go of any clues. Very soon Quickly, she found a personal brain in the drawer of the bedside cabinet. Not surprisingly, the tablet brain set a user password, and Windsor Bello took out a cracker from a pocket on her chest, inserted it into the brain, and cracked The device unlocked the password at once, allowing Windsor Bello to quickly enter the operation interface.
She took out another mobile storage and copied all the files in her brain to the storage.
"Miss, we found a weak electromagnetic reaction in the cloakroom, would you check it?"
Windsor Bello hummed, walked over and opened the cloakroom. When the door opened, a small note slipped silently to the floor, and Windsor Bello didn't pay attention. She went in and turned on the lights. Then I searched all the wardrobe and shoe cabinets inside, but found nothing. Windsor Bello didn't give up, and patiently tapped the wardrobe, shoe cabinets and other things with her hands, trying to see if there was something like a sandwich.
Finally, on a floor-to-ceiling mirror at the entrance, she found that the voice was different. Windsor Bello immediately removed the floor-to-ceiling mirror. Sure enough, after removing the mirror, there was a hidden compartment inside, and a brain host was placed in the dark compartment. She hurried out of the cloakroom, fetched the storage and inserted it into the mainframe, and then her intelligence lady controlled the remote control, made a backup of the files inside and transferred them to the storage.
"Miss, you should leave."
Windsor Bello made a "hmm" sound, put away the storage device, and carefully restored everything before leaving through the vent in the ceiling.
In the evening, Alan returned to the residence. When he walked into the bedroom, he allowed himself to show a tired expression. Alan unbuttoned him, lay on his back, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows with his hands. Today I met with Bethkind and the Smiths, both of whom have asked to negotiate his proposed family relocation order. Their reasons are very good, not to mention the painstaking efforts of the various families for the federation over the years, the floating island of Babylon alone had nobles participating in the construction at that time.
To put it simply, the aristocrat's opinion is that Babylon is not the exclusive property of the federation, and even the president has no right to ask the families to leave the floating island unconditionally.
"These damned guys." Alan sighed, then sat up from the bed, ready to take a shower and relax.
When he went to the cloakroom to pick up a suit of civilian clothes, he saw the note. This little note was lying on the side of the door, and it should have been caught in the cloakroom door when Alan left for breakfast. The bedroom windows are closed tightly, so there will be no wind to blow the note off.
unless…
Unless someone opened the cloakroom, Alan's face darkened. He opened the cloakroom and walked in. When he came to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he took off a fixing screw in the middle above the mirror, and unscrewed the screw cap. There was a small round metal piece inside. It was a pocket camera he had placed in the cloakroom, and even the security director of the apartment didn't know it existed.
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