The building belongs to the FBI. The automatic revolving door on the ground floor is extremely magnificent. Xu Le stood behind the door and watched the large snowflakes falling outside the glass. The reporters who were stopped outside the cordon were excited and deformed. , slowly stopped, and there was a trace of complicated thoughts in his eyes.
Climbing into the mine, climbing on the broken bicycle, breathing quickly, dark alleys, and dirty groundwater, he escaped from Donglin and came to the capital star circle. Since then, he has hidden his identity as a wanted criminal, silently He has been living a long life, but he has never forgotten this matter in his heart. For him, his identity as a fugitive and his autistic mentality have always played a role in places he didn't even notice.
For example, at this time, looking at the turbulent news reporters outside the door, looking at those cold snowflakes, and even looking up at the emperor of the empire, he actually wanted to retreat.
This is not the front line, Gu Xifeng and the other team members are not behind him, and the officers and students of He Lei are not around, the world is shocked outside the door, the snow is blowing, but he is only one person.
"I thought about what you just said, and I always feel that I should sign up to join the army." The young FBI agent draped his dark green military coat over his shoulders and said seriously, "But I don't know how this procedure works. Walk?"
Xu Le came to his senses, bowed his head and fastened the collar button of his military coat, and replied earnestly, "The Ministry of Defense has a special recruitment plan, and a government official with professional skills like you is at least a second lieutenant."
The young detective smiled gently, nodded and saluted, walked to the door and blocked the sensor, making the expensive revolving door turn, and said to him, "Understood, please walk slowly."
Xu Le shrugged and walked out. Snowflakes and chills hit his face instantly, which made him tighten his collar subconsciously. Then, countless dazzling flashes and sharp inquiries overwhelmed the snowflakes and chills in the sky. , slammed into his cheek violently, causing him to squinting his eyes, not the squinting when he intended to explode or kill, but the squinting when he wanted to escape.
But why run away? The uncle is the most wanted criminal in the Federation and a traitor. This is a question in itself. He is a wanted criminal in the Federation. Back then, Colonel Lake, who was wearing sunglasses, held a gun to his forehead and started to flee for no reason. He did nothing wrong.
Thinking of this, Xu Le frowned, opened his eyes diligently, looked at the dazzling white light in front of him, took three deep breaths, took a step forward calmly, bowed his head slightly, facing the dense microphone, ready to Seriously say a few words, he doesn't want to talk to these reporters, but he wants to say a few words to the federal people who care about them.
Just when he was really preparing for such a naive response, suddenly hundreds of burly men in dark tight-fitting armed clothes appeared out of nowhere. These big men with dark glasses and grim faces took control of the situation as soon as they appeared on the stage, stopped the reporters who were about to go crazy with excitement, and at the same time supported Xu Le and quickly left from the stone steps on the side.
The movements of these big men are very clean and neat, and they look like professionally trained soldiers. Xu Le quickly recognized their identities from the epaulettes painted with black eagles, and naturally guessed who arranged these. Blackhawk, one of the big security companies, has always been the private property of the Tai family.
The spacious black car was as warm as spring, and the outside wind, snow and noise were completely isolated. Under the precise guidance and control of the Black Hawk Company, no OB van of the federal media could keep up with their convoy, not even the three in the sky. The helicopter responsible for the live broadcast was also forced to land by the Black Hawk's combat helicopter.
"It's a big scene." Xu Le took off his military coat and looked at the emaciated young man who was leaning against the window to watch the snow scene and said, "Does Madam agree with you to do this?"
"Mother doesn't agree with many of your actions, but since there is really a conspiracy behind the explosion of the ancient bell, she naturally won't allow those people to get you down too soon."
Tai Zhiyuan held a glass of wine with a degree of no more than 20 degrees in his hand, leaned tiredly by the window, looked at him and said, "This has nothing to do with interests, it is only about balance. Take the pressure of those lunatics."
Xu Le shrugged and turned his eyes to the other corner of the carriage. Zou Yu, who was wearing a red fox fur coat, was leaning on the leather chair, his black hair was simply tied up, and plain silk flowers were pinned to the braid, matching the fire-like coat. , appears particularly conspicuous.
"Watch out for trouble with the HTD bureau," he said.
Zou Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, those beautiful and charming eyes kept looking out of the window, and the swirling snow swept through the crystal eyes quickly.
The atmosphere in the black car's compartment was a little weird. Tai Zhiyuan and Zou Yu had been sitting on opposite ends of the chairs, looking out of different windows. There was no conversation, only silence.
Because of the past of the prince's choice of concubine and the past of the same table in primary school, this kind of strange atmosphere is easy to understand, but Xu Le couldn't accept it, he was silent for a while and then smiled and said: "You should have not seen each other for a long time, but now it is because of Should I be honored that I'm sitting together?"
Tai Zhiyuan smiled and took a sip of the light wine, but Zou Yu gave him a cold look. Xu Le shrugged innocently, looked at the female military judge in the passenger seat and said with a smile, "I heard from lawyer Xiao that you got married last year. Can I make up the wedding gift again?"
Xu Songzi, who had been busy dealing with relevant judicial procedures, looked back at him in amazement when he heard this.
Zou Yu could no longer maintain the current lazy posture, sitting up straight and staring blankly at his eyes, and murmured with a hint of coolness: "You are really crazy."
"Make it clear that you are now a federal wanted criminal temporarily guaranteed by the president and 30 million federal dollars, not the guy in the documentary!"
"You may be taken back to jail at any time, and the next moment, you may be ruined! As a result, you are still worrying about how long it will take me and that sick child to meet, and... Worrying about... what wedding gift?"
Zou Yu stared blankly into his eyes, getting more and more excited, and yelled loudly, "You idiot!"
It turns out that the so-called shrewishness is the shrewishness that does not swear. Once the woman in red starts to swear, then she is just a very beautiful young shrew. Xu Le looked at her by the window, smiled thinking of this, felt very warm in her heart and body, cast a comforting look at the sick seedling over there, then patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, "It's okay."
"There is something." Tai Zhiyuan held the wine glass and said with a wry smile: "You are actually a student of the mechanic Yu Feng... The most wanted criminal in the Federation, the most notorious traitor in history, can this matter be trivial? I I believe that today, the Federation does not know how many people will be scared to death by this incident, at least I was scared, and obviously Yu Zi was also scared."
"It turns out that the squatting soldiers and the S1 people are all fake. I really don't know how you escaped to the capital star circle, and why did the federal central computer give you such high authority."
Zou Zhiyuan stared at Xu Le's eyebrows and said with emotion, "I'm so stupid, really. Back then at Ewha University, if you could enter the H1 area of the library, I should have guessed the relationship between you and Professor Jin, although he knows his identity. There aren't many people, but my family knows... So I'm really stupid, really."
"I was stupider than you at that time. It was only after I entered Ewha University that I found out that he had a name called Professor Jin." Xu Le said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide you from you, but... the identity of the fugitive is true. It doesn't sound good."
When the team returned to the Wangdu apartment, these young people realized that they had underestimated the power of the federal media.
The garden downstairs of the youth apartment that used to be quiet in the past is now full of people. A dozen high-frequency broadcast vans occupy many corners of the public green space. Reporters in formal attire are holding microphones, talking to the officers in the stage, and reporting to the federal government. The people briefed on the current situation.
When the motorcade approached, there was a sudden commotion. The reporters shifted their camera angles and shouted loudly: "Colonel Xu Le has appeared. We would like to know, if he is really the student of the traitor Yu Feng, he is really The question is how the federal wanted criminals will face the camera at this moment and the people behind the camera."
As soon as the news came out, the entire Federation was shocked. The god of war, Li Pif, personally selected him, and he has already obtained the default successor from most aspects. In recent years, the most respected fighting hero in the Federation is actually the most wanted man in the Federation, the traitorous mechanic. Yu Feng's student, and even he himself has always been wanted by the federal government!
In the building of the Capital District Daily Newspaper Office with the signboard of the eclipse moon, a special program is being played on the light screen of the TV. Due to the pressure from the government, the Federal News Channel maintains temporary control. He spared no effort to report news related to Xu Le, and no one even cared about the troops on the frontline that were preparing to go home.
Some TV stations have started to connect with Donglin District at this moment. Frontline reporters took recent photos of Xu Le and interviewed many people on Zhonglou Street. Those unemployed miners who are as honest and direct as stones have gradually given a lot to Xu Le. Le very unfavorable memories.
Reporter Wood, who sat on the table with half ass, shook his head and said, "When I was in school, the teacher once said that news is always more bizarre than novels. Today, it has finally been proved to some extent."
Editor-in-chief Bob lit the crude tobacco and blew out the match. His expression was calm and filled with deep concern. He wanted to find a deeper political reason from this explosive news, but found that there was a lack of first-hand information, so he was silent for a moment. Afterwards, he shook his head and said, "A student of a traitor is not necessarily a traitor. This is a very simple truth. I don't understand why the Federation is so excited."
"Because this is topical, and when it comes to anti-heroism, many people are easily agitated or even angry." Wood shrugged, rubbing his still sore knee, and said, "What do you say in terms of law? The public? Nor will he agree."
"I really want to know how this matter will develop." Editor-in-chief Bob's eyes pierced through the smoke and fell on the young colonel who just got out of the black car on the TV light screen.
At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open, and a middle-aged officer walked in, looked at the surprised two and said with a smile: "Hello, I want to make an appointment for an interview on behalf of others, it is a little abrupt, please two. Sorry."
Reporter Wood asked suspiciously: "Interview? May I ask you who are... "
"Introduce myself, Han Shaodong, who is now in charge of the Third Division of the Logistics Department of the First Military Region." The officer said politely.
A department that sounds very ordinary, but made Editor-in-Chief Bob stand up in shock. As a senior media person, he of course knows that the so-called three non-staff departments are actually the specialized agencies in charge of Philadelphia these years!
The editor-in-chief took down the crude tobacco and asked in disbelief, "We want to... interview the marshal?"