A neat black SUV and a neat black suit without a nameplate. Xu Le looked at the dozen or so FBI officials in front of him. The first thought that came to his mind was that the FBI's equipment seemed to have been upgraded.
Then he started to think about what happened.
The response was a little stagnant, not because he just went to the grave in the spring and was intoxicated with Nam Sang-mei in the spring breeze, but because he was really unfamiliar with the situation under investigation, especially since the documentary was broadcast, he has been walking on the federal Cotai Strip. , without encountering any obstacles.
The FBI agents used the word "please" and spoke in a very polite tone. The other party took out the thick relevant legal documents and presented the electronic permission order to him. After Xu Le read it carefully, he confirmed that the other party asked him to go back to assist in the investigation, which was in line with legal procedures, but what exactly was being investigated
"I'm going to call my lawyer." Xu Le rubbed his dull eyebrows and said softly, "And if the investigation takes too long, I need to know the location and time, and I need to ask the Ministry of Defense for leave."
"We have already notified the Ministry of Defense." The FBI agent replied nervously: "As for the lawyers, we have also asked the legal department of the Ministry of Defense's Internal Affairs Office to coordinate synchronously. If you insist on notifying lawyer He, etc. Civil lawyers, then we have to advance from the investigation assistance part to the judicial process part.”
Very eloquent rhetoric, it seems that the FBI made very thorough preparations before implementing today's action. More precisely, because the person they want to invite back is Xu Le, the FBI is not willing to make any mistakes in the details. Wrong, give the big men behind Xu Le any chance to get angry.
Standing at the door of the bar, thin yellow stamens fell from the sky and landed on the document in his hand. Xu Le was silent for a long time, and then whispered a few words to Nan Xiangmei next to him, and followed these FBI officials to drill. In the black SUV.
Looking at the black motorcade that was rolling away from the dust on the street, Nan Xiangmei's beautiful face showed deep worry, thinking of the words Xu Le said softly before being taken away, she took a deep breath and dialed. Called a somewhat unfamiliar phone number.
"Hello, is Zou Yu here? I'm Nan Xiangmei."
In the southwest block of the Capital District, there are many conference buildings scattered, and the countless tiresome conferences of the Federation have created this deformed urban function division. It’s a cold winter now, and government departments with real power and huge budgets often arrange their meetings on the beaches of the southern hemisphere. car.
There was nothing so eye-catching about this ordinary meeting that many attendees forgot what was discussed the next day. The guests stood casually leaning against the railing with electronic notepads or drinking glasses. , discussing the recent financial trends, discussing the successive victories of the front line, and carefully calculating how many days after the first batch of front-line troops entering the empire will return to the Federation for rest.
Several Secret Service officers in black formal suits and white earphones walked over from the corridor with expressionless faces. The sloppy guests suddenly calmed down, sorted their dresses, and walked to the corridor with restraint and enthusiasm. side, to welcome the arrival of the big man.
Amidst the vigilant guards of the Secret Service staff in black, a fat old man with a benevolent face and an extremely lovable look walked slowly into the corridor.
The fat old man was holding a black umbrella in his right hand, and the snow flakes left on the umbrella were melting rapidly, turning into a water stain that kept moving forward with his black leather shoes.
Many years have passed, and Mr. Byron still maintains the good habit he developed in the army. Even if he is the most important political figure in the Federation now, he still uses his own umbrella instead of asking for any assistant or female secretary.
"It is a great honor for you to come in person, Your Excellency Vice President." The organizer of the conference bowed excitedly and led him to the venue.
"Hello, Mr. Byron."
"I have seen His Excellency the Vice President."
The solemn guests on both sides of the corridor sounded a soft but extremely warm greeting.
Federal Vice President Mr. Byron moved his round body with some difficulty, shook hands with the people around him, smiled and chatted, without any omission, so amiable.
After the ordinary meeting was over, it was a very normal lunch meeting. In the small conference room on the side of this ordinary building, Vice President Byron calmly looked at the few people in the room, and waved for everyone to sit down. He said slowly, "There aren't many things to discuss at the gathering today. The first is the issue of the rotation of the frontline troops."
The light in the small conference room is a little dim, and the political forces hidden in the darkness use an ordinary meeting to complete their communication, even the charter Guanghui can't pick out any problems.
In the dim background, a big man from the military said after a moment of silence: "Senior Shaoqing and his Seventh Iron Division have been fighting for more than three consecutive years, and they should come back for a rest."
Hearing this proposal, Vice President Byron fell into silence, as if considering the invincible heroic team, once returned to the capital star circle, what impact will it have on the political situation in the future, he made up his mind after a moment, smiled He floated up to the face that didn't seem to have many wrinkles because of his fatness, and said slowly, "I support this proposal, and they also support this proposal."
It seemed that the participants in the secret meeting in the dim light knew who they were mentioned by the vice president. There was a brief whisper in the small meeting room, and the atmosphere seemed much more relaxed.
"There is one other thing, I'll let you know." Vice President Byron held the golden pen, lightly lit the amplifier base, frowned and said, "Half an hour ago, the FBI took Xu Le away to assist in the investigation."
The whispering voices in the small conference room suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the silence was heart-pounding. These big men who have the guts to secretly influence the federal process and construct countless conspiracies with the most despicable means, but for many reasons are extremely afraid of the federal officer named Xu Le, when they find out that they are finally starting to attack Colonel Xu Le. After that, he was speechless for a while.
Vice President Byron frowned slightly, glanced at everyone, and said indifferently: "We have the most reliable evidence and the most direct witnesses. If Colonel Xu Le is really a federal wanted criminal, then he must be examined, this... Even the Marshal will not have any opinion."
Mochohou Mountain in the snow, the clear lake was frozen with the top layer of skin by the severe cold, and the dazzling thin ice cracked and twisted in the afternoon sunlight, making people feel a little turbid visually, just like at this moment because of The situation in the capital was gradually chaotic due to the fast-delivery of news.
"After Justice He Ying made a judgment in the Supreme Court, the government and those families will definitely be very angry, although this judgment only involves Gu Zhong Company, and no more interests are involved. But they will act so quickly, Especially asking the FBI to come forward is still beyond the expectations of many people. The most incomprehensible thing is... According to the analysis of the Foundation Research Office, it is impossible for this kind of investigation to cause any damage to Colonel Xu Le. His Excellency the President has gotten a little more angrier."
Secretary Shen Li stood quietly behind the high-backed chair. The sunlight penetrated the residual snow above the terrace and sprinkled on his head and shoulders.
Mrs. Tai, who was sitting on the high-backed chair, had soft eyes as she quietly looked at the river and mountains behind the snow outside the terrace. With the successive victories of the federal troops, the Tai family's crystal mine complex has been reborn, and countless wealth and more important resource control have been reintroduced into this old and decaying family of thousands of generations. The current situation is undoubtedly correct. The return of Madam, who spared no effort to support the federal government over the past few decades, is also a very high reward for her political wisdom. However, for some reason, it seems that Madam doesn't care about this at all, and there is a faint worry on her eyebrows.
"The highest level of political struggle, and the lowest level of market fights, are actually no different in essence. The biggest hatred is to cut off people's wealth and take away their wives and daughters."
Mrs. Tai held the slightly hot ginger tea cup and said thoughtfully: "Xu Le carries the brilliance of the Union hero and bears the two mountains of the old man and Mr. Pabble, and is not afraid to intervene in the cold, so that everyone can eat Zhong's family. This big cake can't be happy, it's like a bone stuck in the throat... This is killing people's money."
"He is used to the urge to have no overall view, and naturally he doesn't care how many people's interests he hurts. Like the last time he killed Medellin, if Medellin was not an imperial spy, then whether it was the president or the old man, both I can't seem to save him."
Mrs. Tai took a sip of ginger tea and said, "The public anger can be explained in a few words... I just don't understand now, Xu Le is just a smooth stone, and those people can't be in the current situation. The moss is planted on this rock, the president is watching, Philadelphia is watching, the people are watching... So what is the FBI trying to find? What can it find?"
The worry between the lady's brows grew stronger and stronger. She had been watching the excitement in the Federation with a cold eye. After finding that the radicals were a little out of control, she even pushed Xu Le out as a check and balance, because she believed that she had a lot of power. Le's only handle, behind the old man, the Federation is probably the only one who can restrain the disobedient little guy.
Now the situation seems a little strange.
Secretary Shen stood silently behind her and said softly, "It's definitely not an internal military affair, so it could only have happened a long time ago."
Mrs. Tai frowned slightly, and vaguely guessed a possibility. The problem was Xu Le's true identity. Only she and Li Pifu, the god of war, knew about it. How did those people know this secret
"Return the heroes of the Commonwealth to the true form of wanted criminals?"
The residual snow filters the light, and between heaven and earth, the eyes are uncertain.