"Let's talk about it." I don't know why, seeing the dark-skinned and obviously tired middle-aged man across the dining table, thinking about the things that have happened over the years, and thinking of his wishes for Mr. President, Xu Le's mood is a little uncomfortable. That's right, he raised his head and said bluntly: "There are other people who really want to influence the judicial process, and it has nothing to do with me."
President Pabble threw the cold wet towel on the table and criticized loudly: "What is this? A voice of injustice? Do you think I, or someone in the mansion, put any pressure on the court? ?"
"You don't, it doesn't mean that your subordinates don't." Xu Le thought of Director Brin's gloomy face in the shadows, and of those family representatives who were listening in the courtroom, and continued forcefully: "... The family doesn’t, otherwise how could the curly-haired female judge make such a mentally retarded judgment?”
He raised his head, looked at Mr. President's slightly thin face without flinching, and said in a deep voice, "As for you and this official residence, silence... is an attitude in itself."
Silence is the default or indifference or bystander. President Pabble and the official residence have remained silent on Xilin affairs for more than a year, and they have not expressed any opinions on the trial. The best opinion, but this is the most difficult problem for Xu Le to accept.
The porcelain plate and silver fork on the dining table have long been cleaned up by the waiter. The lonely flame on the candlestick in the middle is jumping in the dim room. There are some traces of soup on the tablecloth. After hearing Xu Le's courageous questioning , Mr. Pabble has been staring at those smudges and watching carefully, it seems that he is watching his truest heart.
With the sound of the corners of the heavy wooden chair being dragged on the bright brick floor, Mr. President stood up. He walked to the window and put his hands down behind his waist. His tired and sore body lifted up slightly, which led his eyes to pass through the glass. Looking at the snow falling under the street lights, I was silent for a long time.
"There is a very vulgar question." Mr. President did not look back, still staring at the scenery outside the window, and said: "Since I became the federal president, the scenery I have seen has been reviewed by the Secret Service and can be allowed. The scenery you see, this kind of scenery that has lost the taste of freedom, is it a good scenery?"
Vaguely, Xu Le captured Mr. President's true thoughts from his slightly hoarse voice. He slowly stood up with a cold wet towel in his right hand, and looked at the thin middle-aged man by the window who still had extremely hard shoulders. figure.
"There is a more vulgar way to ask questions." The mirror reflected President Pabble's blurred face, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, he laughed at himself, and said, "Are you... my person?"
This question is indeed very vulgar. Whether it is from the content of the question or the way it is asked, it is full of vulgarity. Probably the worst gang members in Donglin will use this tone to accept their younger brother. Who would have thought that the entire Federation would be the most vulgar. Mr. President, who is powerful, has no eloquent demeanor when he was a lawyer back then, so he just threw out a big saying.
So Xu Le was stunned. After a while, he narrowed his eyes subconsciously, stood up straight, raised his right hand over his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "As a federal soldier, of course I will obey your orders."
This should not be the answer that President Pabble wants, but it is not the worst answer, so the president in the window smiled slightly and said with a deep emotion: "I will treat you as my person and say something... Regarding the case of Xilin, I can understand your anger, because many times, I am also very angry."
President Pabble quietly looked at himself in the window, in the snow, in the light, and said in a low voice, "I am angry at my own shamelessness and despicableness... This shamelessness and despicableness lies in the fact that I clearly realize that Zhong The death of the commander is a very good thing for the Federation, and I must admit that whenever I think about it, I even feel very grateful."
He slowly turned around, looking at Xu Le with tiredness hidden in his sunken eyes, and said slowly, "Sometimes in the middle of the night, I even think about even crazier things... If Commander Zhong, the tiger is still alive, he still has his hands in his hands. Grabbing dozens of powerful mechanics, insisting not to be a pioneer, only in Xilin, watching the federal troops attack the galaxy from afar... Will I push the government and the military to kill him by illegal means."
Xu Le was silent. He knew very well what Xilin meant for the Federation's expedition. He also knew very well that what Mr. President said was true. The existence of Commander Zhong would be of no benefit to the Federation. The federation brings endless benefits. In fact, the military radicals and the big government figure who weave this conspiracy must also have this consideration.
However, he never imagined that Mr. President would admit that he would think so too. He raised his head in amazement and looked at the figure of President Pabble by the window, thinking of his sincere care and protection for him over the years, thinking of him Perhaps the previous emotion was just because the figure of Mr. President by the window was too thin...
He decides to say something.
"I need a safe place." Xu Le checked the combination lock on the black workbench and suggested to President Pabble, "Otherwise I wouldn't dare to say those things."
President Pabble couldn't help laughing, waving his arms mockingly: "This is the official residence, where can you find a safer place?"
"I mean information security." Xu Le replied calmly.
President Pabble frowned, his voice buzzing and powerful: "Do you think someone dares to monitor me?"
"It's not like this kind of thing hasn't happened in history." Xu Le looked at him persistently and said with the black worktable: "Mr. President, you will find out later that there is no one around you you can trust."
Mr. President's dark cheeks became more and more solemn. He pressed the call button and ordered the relevant staff to prepare.
While waiting, the first daughter, who slept until she woke up in the middle of the night, rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs. The girl who had been battling the disease was thin and lovable, she hugged President Pabul softly, and then When she found Xu Le standing beside her, the girl's eyes that were so indifferent to the point of heart palpitations suddenly lit up, but after all, she didn't dare to go up to hug Xu Le, just shyly lowered her head and squatted down. She ran back to her bedroom with her face covered.
This somewhat cute picture, if it were normal, would definitely be the content of Mr. President joking or warning Xu Le, but the atmosphere in the middle of the night today was a little abnormal, there was only silence.
Secret Service employees in black suits, like hard-working ants who don't need sleep, cleaned up the route as quickly as possible, and then protected Mr. President and Xu Le into the emergency tunnel below the official residence, and walked along the tunnel for about After more than ten minutes, the steps gradually extended upwards, and they should have entered a certain building.
"What is this place?" Xu Le looked at the big iron gate puzzled and asked, "Are you sure it's safer than the official residence?"
"This is the Treasury's fully shielded bond database." President Pabble turned to look at him with a smile, and said, "Young man, welcome to visit the federal government's treasure room."
At this moment, the senior director of the Secret Service with a dignified expression said, "Mr. President, I strongly oppose you and Colonel Xu Le entering the warehouse alone, which is a serious violation of relevant regulations."
The senior executive looked at Xu Le indifferently, his eyes were as sharp as falcons: "Colonel Xu Le, I think you should understand the importance of discipline."
Xu Le did not answer.
"Don't worry, Colonel Xu Le is the person I trust the most." Mr. President smiled and patted the senior executive's shoulder, and said, "If even he wants to kill me, it may mean that I really deserve to die. now, haha…”
Later this became a famous saying.
"The above is my report. There must be a problem with the attack on the ancient bell, but the most urgent problem now is, Mr. President, the people around you cannot be trusted, and it is easy to have big problems."
The fully shielded database deep in the ground inherits the exaggerated and luxurious style of the Ministry of Finance. There are as many as seven security clearances outside the warehouse. Xu Le followed President Pabble into the warehouse, but found that the warehouse was empty, with only a few ice-cold machines. His computer ran silently for some time, so Xu Le's last words actually reverberated for a few turns before they gradually subsided.
President Pabble has been quietly staring at the light curtain of the workbench, as if to burn through the list and reasoning on the light curtain. After hearing Xu Le's words, he got up and walked towards the wall full of ivy, his right hand. Extending two fingers, he said hoarsely, "Please give me a cigarette."
Xu Le took out a Sanqi brand cigarette, put it between Mr. President's fingers, and lit it.
President Pabble took a deep breath of his cigarette and coughed again and again. Suddenly, he roared angrily at the wall full of yin vines, like an enraged lion king, using the most vicious language And the most dangerous gesture, declared that his anger was irrepressible.
He turned around suddenly, stared at Xu Le's eyes and shouted hoarsely: "You want me to believe that my vice president, and so many federal pillars, are a group of murderers who commit no evil? Evidence, you must show evidence!"
"The evidence is all found." Xu Le replied in a low voice, "I know that it is very wrong to investigate the attack on the ancient bell, but... I can investigate secretly. I need the authorization of the Ministry of Justice."
President Pabble threw the cigarette on the ground, with a complicated expression on his face, with some indescribable emotions mixed with sadness and anger, and said slowly, "If you don't have authorization, you won't check it?"
"I will check whether there is authorization or not." Xu Le replied.
President Pabble slowly raised his head and looked at the young officer's face in front of him. After a long silence, he said firmly, "Then check it out."