With the distance between the universe and the obstacles of thousands of mountains and rivers, Xu Le also killed him without hesitation, but at the last moment, he was blocked by a glass door that looked very thin and brittle. . The sky and the earth could not cover his eyes, the glass floor-to-ceiling door in front of him was extremely translucent, but it cast a haze on his heart.
The continuous shooting left clear marks on the smooth glass door, but the glass door showed no signs of shattering. I don't know what material it was made of, but it was so strong.
Xu Le and Medellin looked at each other calmly through this layer of glass. This was the first time they really met each other, but once they saw each other, they had to live and die.
This is a safe house. Among the official residences of real political dignitaries in the Federation, such a last refuge is often designed. However, most of the safe houses are designed with high-strength alloys, and few people choose polymeric materials. Transparent material, does this mean that the owner of this safe house has some weirdness in psychology
It is said that there is also such a safe house in the white presidential mansion in the Capital Territory. The safe house has an independent life-sustaining circulatory system and is extremely powerful in defense. The super-powerful explosion can also guarantee that His Excellency the President hiding in the safe house can live alone and safely for seven days.
Medellin's safe house in the foundation building should not be more powerful than that one, but if there is no powerful heavy firepower attack, ordinary assassin killers will never be able to step forward.
After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, Xu Le came to the Medellin Congressman. Could it be blocked by this layer of glass
This was the first time he saw Medellin in reality, but at this time he didn't look behind the glass, the old politician's demeanor or the last scene of embarrassment, just glanced and walked to the glass door , the general stabbed hard into the wallpaper.
With a click, Xu Le pried open the assembly control system of the safe house, and the blood-stained hands began to flash, quickly separating the data cable and power cable in the box, and then began to connect. He was doing it so intently that he didn't hear the increasingly clear gunfire behind the building.
Medellin, who was behind the glass door, watched this scene and narrowed his eyes slowly. He didn't know the killer outside, but he was very familiar with the face of this young man, and it was the little guy named Xu Le.
"Although you are a very talented engineer, don't expect to be able to open the safe house from the outside."
Medellin quietly looked at Xu Le who was operating silently. The voice came from the communication system in the corner of the safe house, slightly deformed.
Xu Le ignored what he was saying and continued to concentrate on his work. He single-handedly entered the Foundation building. He had obtained enough information from Qinglong Mountain in advance, and naturally he would not forget this safe house.
Although the speed of the dash was much slower than planned, allowing Medellin to successfully hide in, but Xu Le did not feel despair and resentment that he was about to vomit blood, and he had made full preparations.
"I've always been curious about who would come to kill me, but I didn't expect it to be you alone."
The Medellin Congressman inside the glass door gently stroked a pen in his hand and sighed.
He does not know how many times he has experienced life and death struggles in his life, whether it was the expedition against the empire, the purge operation within the anti-government army in Qinglong Mountain, or the guerrilla warfare in the mountains later, if not for some kind of providence. In sheltering him, he believed that he was already dead.
Xu Le outside the glass door ignored him and was still busy with his own affairs. Medellin squinted at this scene. He had a little appreciation for this extremely calm guy. Of course, it was more of a touch of unease and anger.
Today, there is a presidential inauguration ceremony at S1. As a politician without any family foundation, Medellin spent more than half of his life walking a curved road in order to be able to ascend to the position of vice president.
Yes, it is the Vice President, because the Vice President also serves as the Speaker of the Federal Management Council, and only the Federal Management Council can really get close to that mysterious Charter Bureau.
Medellin's eyes narrowed. At this moment, he thought of what had happened over the years. If he hadn't made that trip to Bermuda, he might have been an upright veteran in the eyes of the Commonwealth. Destiny, this is something that no one can change.
He also doesn't think he has failed. He believes that in the history of the universe, no one has been more successful than himself. Although he has not been able to reach the top political throne of the Federation, after operating in the Federation for so many years, he has won the Something the man asked for his help many years ago.
Medellin squinted and looked at Xu Le, who was silent and busy outside the door, knowing that the other party could not come in at all. As long as the backup force inside the building or the army of the federal government came over, he would definitely be safe.
However, he did not have much joy in the afterlife, because in the original plan, he should have gone to Xilin to visit the front-line soldiers while the inauguration ceremony of the president of the capital was held, and then quietly disappeared into the universe.
All this was forcibly delayed by the small-eyed man outside the glass door. Thinking of this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the lips of Congressman Medellin. No one in the entire universe could really see through him. If it was the Federation who discovered his secrets, and the Charter Bureau who discovered his secrets, maybe he It's acceptable, but it's obvious that Xu Le outside the glass door doesn't know anything...
The mission that took a lifetime to complete, but was destroyed by the paranoid passion of a young man who didn't know anything, Medellin couldn't help touching his gray hair and sighed in his heart.
Xu Le outside the door seemed to hear the sigh in the other's heart. He lowered his head and carried out his work seriously, and suddenly asked, "There is something I have always wanted to ask you in person."
It sounds amazing, a heroic and ruthless assassin, a wily target, but because of the barrier of a glass door, he has a temporary peace, and he can have a dialogue that is extremely unimaginable in advance.
Medellin looked at him with a smile: "Excuse me."
Xu Le lowered his head to quickly connect, without raising his head, he asked, "You did the Linhaizhou and the concert, right?"
Although countless evidences have long proven that Medellin is the cold-blooded and terrifying black hand behind the scenes, Xu Le always wanted to ask this person in person.
"Yes."
Medellin climbed up from the bottom, and was able to gain the support of countless lower-level people in the federation, to walk wonderfully between the government and the anti-government army, and to obtain the help of countless upper-level federations, and to make people like Zhang Xiaomeng follow him to the death. , he must have his very good side and his unique personality charm.
So when Xu Le asked, Medellin didn't even think about it, he smiled and answered in the affirmative.
Xu Le still lowered his head and asked, "Are you worthy of your conscience?"
Medellin behind the glass door became strangely silent after hearing this naive and childish remark. He thought of the factory and his comrades he grew up with, and his comrades-in-arms who had been bloodbathed together, but then, He thought of the unspeakable loneliness and the noble sense of mission in his heart over the years.
Surrounded by others, what an unbearable life this is.
"Conscience means that we are aware of the existence of our inner moral court. Look at the planet under our feet, it is still turning." A slightly changed voice came from the Medellin Congressman next to the glass door, "What I do is in line with myself. The inner moral court."
Hearing this sentence, Xu Le stopped talking, silently connected the assembly system of the safe house, raised his wrist, and said softly to the watch: "Can you hear it?"
The safe house password cracking requires a powerful computing platform. In the plan, this task should belong to the advanced workbench on the top of the mountain, and the person operating the workbench should be Magnolia.
Secretary Bai's soft but reassuring reply didn't come from the headphones, Xu Le's heart gradually became cold. At the end of the assault process, the Magnolia on the top of the mountain disappeared - he did not think that at the most critical moment, Secretary Bai betrayed himself, because to betray himself, Magnolia had an excellent opportunity in advance - Xu Le was just worried that the top of the mountain Is there something wrong with the magnolia on it
How can I open a safe house without a workbench for remote decoding? Xu Le should have confirmed this before the connection, otherwise it would be a waste of time, but it is strange that he did not seem to have this understanding, but directly reconnected the assembly system.
There was a light beep, and the eight hidden buttons of the glass door outside the safe house were all locked, making it stronger and harder to break than before.
He dragged his injured leg back to the glass door, raised his pistol, squinted at the circle left by the bullet on the glass door, and pulled the trigger again.
His heart was a little heavy and a little anxious.
Looking at the gun flowers blooming on the glass door in front of him, Medellin's eyes did not blink. He was very confident in the glass door in front of him, but it was already at this time, the backup force had not come, and the people from the Second Military Region had not come. , the helicopter didn't come, the spaceship in the distant airport was still waiting for him, can he board the spaceship that doesn't need a ticket today
His mood was also a little heavy and a little anxious.
I don't know how many light-years away, in the star field outside the Federation, there is a person whose mood is heavier and more anxious than Xu Le and Medellin, who are between life and death.
Lin Banshan, the top figure in the second generation of the Seventh Federation, the most famous rebellious, who can break the marriage of the two major families with a single sentence, was looking out of the glass window with a melancholy expression. The glass window reflected his Zhang Wei's thin and indifferent face overlapped with the street scene of Bermuda's first executive star outside the window, which seemed a little unpredictable.
The living environment in the Bermuda Star Region is much more sinister than that of the Federation. Even if it is the first administrative planet, the four distinct seasons are a bit harsher. For example, in the deep winter outside the window at this time, the temperature has dropped to minus thirty degrees. , Those smugglers who should have been walking on the streets had to return to their old nests or spaceships.
Lin Banshan should have been in South Kezhou at this time, eating meat and drinking with his most trusted arm Zhang Xiaohua while watching the presidential inauguration with a smile, but as early as dozens of days ago, he left quietly. Commonwealth, came to Bermuda alone.
He was judged by Mrs. Tai to be a hero in troubled times, so easily left his foundation, his subordinates, and took risks to come here in secret, naturally he has big things to do. Many years ago, he also came to Bermuda alone, where fish and dragons are mixed and dangerous, and in this chaotic soil, he built his own country. In the past few days, he has to rely on the foundation laid back then, to make dozens of The case was investigated years ago.
Even Lin Banshan, thinking of the suspicious case, couldn't help but feel a little heavy and anxious. He stood in front of the window, waiting for the result of the trial, his shoulders like knives were slashed, and he felt a little overwhelmed.
Turning back and walking towards his desk, a video was playing in a loop on the light screen that was not turned off all day and night. The age of the video is obviously very long, and the picture quality is quite blurry. Bermuda does not have the blessing of the Charter of the Federation, and there is no central computer database to support it. To find this video from many years ago, I have to say Lin Banshanguo. very human.
Lin Banshan sat on the chair, squinting at the video, motionless. In the video, the respected old congressman was only a young man who had just been discharged from the army, and the two people who talked to him, one was a young fat man, the other had a handsome face, but it gave people a strange feeling. It feels like wearing a mask.
An instant-generated file appeared on the screen. Lin Banshan pinched his tired eyebrows and opened the file.
The file is the result of analysis by a professional lip language analysis expert. Lin Banshan looked at the conversations in the file, his eyes gradually narrowed, and an extremely cold chill appeared in his eyes.
"Wan Scorpion, Gary Corridor..." Lin Banshan murmured and repeated these two terms, determined something, suddenly got up, pushed open the bookcase behind him, walked into the secret room, and said coldly to the confidential secretary Said: "Connect to the Charter Bureau."
The confidential secretary nodded and replied, "It takes seven minutes to synchronize."
"Don't worry about synchronization!" Lin Banshan scolded coldly, "Right now!"
Whether it was in the federation's underground society enjoying grievances and hatreds, or traveling around the universe with long sleeves and good dance, the most famous prodigal son of the federation was always so calm when dealing with his subordinates and partners. Especially the few people in this room who have followed him for many years, but this is the first time they have seen him behave so cautiously. No one dared to say anything, and quickly started his work, connecting with the distant Federal Charter Office.
The door in the other corner of the secret room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in black clothes walked out, his face was pale, and he was wiping the blood in his hands with a handkerchief.
Before the door closed automatically, I could vaguely see a man sitting on the chair behind the door. The man was extremely fat and had gray hair. Looking at his old face, he seemed to be the same as the one in the video that Lin Banshan had been following. The fat man was somewhat similar, but at this time, the old fat man was covered in blood, and his hands were weakly hanging on the side of the chair. He looked like a willow branch that had been peeled off.
"He recruited." The middle-aged man in black walked to Lin Banshan's side, an unhealthy blush appeared on his pale face, and his voice trembled and said excitedly.
This middle-aged man in black came to Lin Banshan with Zhang Xiaohua back then. Lin Banshan trusted this partner very much. He knew even more about his partner's subordinates. What he liked most in his life was the cruel forced confession, but today he forced a confession. When the result came out, even he began to feel excited and nervous. Thinking of the answer that was about to be revealed soon, Lin Banshan couldn't help shrinking slightly.
The middle-aged man in black said in a low voice, "The other person in the video was Prince Norton of the Empire."
Even though he was already mentally prepared, even though Lin Banshan was probably the first powerful figure in the federation to have doubts about Medellin, when he heard the name at this time, he confirmed the answer to the mystery that he had been searching for for a long time, his body like a mountain peak. , still trembling slightly.
Prince Norton, now His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire!
The information connection with the Charter Bureau has been completed, and all the staff in the secret room have withdrew, including the pale middle-aged man in black. Lin Banshan stood in front of the light screen, looked at the motionless portrait on the light screen, and said in a deep voice, "The information is not synchronized, you just have to listen."
"In the twenty-seventh year of the thirty-seventh calendar year, Medellin's father died. He received a grant and entered the School of History and Economics of Capital University." Lin Banshan looked down at the information in his hand and said, "The central computer has This funding was found in Bermuda, so you asked me to come and help you."
"I don't have any evidence to testify against Medellin now, but I can confirm that in the spring of the twenty-seventh year of the constitutional calendar, Medellin went to Bermuda. Under the arrangement of the pirate leader, he met a person, that person may be the Empire's back then. Prince Norton."
"That is, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire today. I have no way of knowing why an Emperor, His Majesty, would take the risk to come to Bermuda, knowing that Medellin was only a small person back then."
"But today's Medellin is a big man." Lin Banshan lowered his head and said, "He has been operating in the federal and anti-government forces for so many years. I am worried about the coordinates of the two space passages of the Night Scorpion Nebula and the Gary Corridor..."
"The things we want to protect should still be in his hands. Within the federation, he has no way to send them away. Over the years, he has never left the federation once."
Lin Banshan raised his head, looked at the motionless screen, and said decisively, full of murderous intent: "My suggestion is that no evidence is needed... Find Medellin and kill Medellin."
"I finally remind you that this matter has nothing to do with politics, only the Federation." He finished this sentence with a sullen face, then turned off the light screen, and walked out of the office without looking back.
"Get ready and go back to the federation immediately." Lin Banshan said melancholy. As the top talent among the seven big families of the federation, he knows better than anyone the pedantic and sinister nature of federal politics. He is very worried about Medellin, an enemy with full political wisdom. , will take advantage of this historical inertia of the upper levels of the federation, and find a gap that can be used.
The safety of the Federation is tied to Medellin, or more precisely, it is tied to Xu Le's hands outside the glass door at this time.