In the southern suburbs of the capital, the George Carlin Foundation Art Center, the huge light screen outside the building is a high-definition environmental rotary shot, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom in the spring breeze.
The conference room in the building was quiet. The cool breeze blown by the air exchange system seemed to condense everything in the room. The reporters bowed their heads, or bit the end of the electronic pen, frowning or slightly He opened his mouth and listened to Xu Le's gentle and simple remarks on the stage.
This is the story of a Qinglongshan spy.
The spy was called Shi Qinghai. When he was a child, his family was destroyed by a large enterprise in the Federation. He was admitted to the High School Affiliated to Capital University with excellent grades, and then entered the First Military Academy for further studies. After graduation, he was assigned to the Federation. The fourth section of the Linhai Prefecture Branch of the Investigation Bureau has a bright future. However, no one knew that as early as on campus, he had been absorbed by the Qinglongshan anti-government military intelligence system and became the famous deep sea that no one has ever seen. a fish.
"For you, and for all the people of the Federation, Shi Qinghai is just a very unfamiliar name, he is just an inconspicuous stranger."
"So when the Qinglongshan Committee admits his identity and presents evidence that he has already been fired, you will naturally believe that he is a broken spy with no future."
"So you can easily trust the findings of the federal government that he broke into Parliament Hill and killed Vice President Byron and MPs at the cost of his life, just a deranged scapegoat that has not been found for the time being. Crazy terrorists bought by the forces of
"But I know him."
"He is handsome, handsome, gentle, and his grades are good enough to enter the Trinity Association. Those peach blossom eyes can fascinate all women. Although it sounds like I am seeking marriage for him, it is really true. As long as he is willing, He can easily have wealth and status that ordinary people can't imagine."
"Mr. Pabble landed on Qinglong Mountain in a military transport plane and completed a large reconciliation agreement that surprised everyone. It was the liaison arrangement he completed."
"Four years ago, Medellin died in the four-state foundation building around the mountains. It was me and him who moved hands together. I believe that the WikiLeaks video of the last year has been able to make you digest the shock brought by this news, and also It can be roughly understood that he once solved the biggest trouble for the Federation."
"Unbeknownst to anyone, Mr. President pardoned him, he served as a liaison officer between the 1st Army and the Ministry of Defense, and he was alone in the deep snow on the distant occupied planet of Xilin , holding the big gun that sounded in front of Parliament Hill, I don't know how many Imperial officers were killed."
"This is the George Carlin Foundation Arts Center. Two years ago, the documentary called "Seven Groups" won all the awards here. The team members and I were pushed to the stage by your cheers and cheers, enjoying the whole federation. Courtesy, in fact, Shi Qinghai once fought side by side with us, and he is also qualified to stand in the spotlight, but he chose to walk into the shadow behind the light again."
During the long silence in the conference room, the reporters had no doubts they wanted to ask, but they clearly judged from Xu Le's expression that he should have a lot to say.
Xu Le rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I said just now that he is my best friend, so when Mr. President authorized me to investigate the attack on the ancient Bell, he had no obligation to take risks to help me. , walked into the night again, and began to track down the clues that were about to be forgotten by people."
After a short pause, he looked at the reporters who kept making summaries and said seriously: "He is used to walking in the dark, but he is more dazzling than anyone else. A person like this can't be anything scary. molecular."
"I hope the people of the Commonwealth can understand this. Anything he does has a definite reason, and only those reasons will allow him to do so many things that are inconceivable to you."
At this point, a reporter finally couldn't hold back his emotions, raised his hand and asked, "Including the attack on Parliament Hill?"
"Yes." Xu Le replied.
The reporters easily deduced a conclusion that was extremely shocking to them from these words, and someone asked in an incredible voice: "Colonel Xu Le, do you think Vice President Byron and those congressmen and the ancient bell were taken by the Empire back then. Fleet raid related?"
"I didn't say that. In fact, Shi Qinghai and I have been investigating." Xu Le raised his head and looked at the reporter in the corner asking the question.
"It's ridiculous!"
"It's just inexplicable!"
The reporters were shocked to discuss, and it was difficult to accept Xu Le's statement. Although the Federation had investigated the case of the ancient bell attack that year a few months ago, it seemed that some new doubts had indeed been found. Participating in this is unimaginable.
"The last investigation was forced to be terminated due to well-known reasons." Xu Le looked at the reporters and said, "At that time, Shi Qinghai and I already had some evidence, but unfortunately we didn't have the opportunity to continue the investigation."
"According to the sources of information from the Ministry of Defense, your departure from Xilin has not been approved by the military region, which is a serious violation of military discipline regulations."
Reporter Wood, who had been silent for a while, held the electronic ink pen between his fingers and asked thoughtfully: "What is the purpose of insisting on returning to the capital star circle even if you are outside the military law? To clear up the grievances for your friend. Or do you want to continue the investigation that was interrupted last time?"
"I will request Mr. President's second authorization to restart the investigation of the ancient bell case." Xu Le replied: "If there is any new discovery or evidence, I will notify the present at the first time within the scope stipulated in the charter. of you."
The reporters in the audience subconsciously frowned and shook their heads, dissatisfied or disagreeing with Xu Le's imagination of the future situation.
"In that case, why did you hold this press conference first before obtaining the second authorization from Mr. President? Speaking of this press conference alone, what is your purpose?"
Wood reporter keenly saw the problem and continued to ask.
"I want to formally notify certain people."
Xu Le squinted at the nearest camera lens, as if looking at the big figures in the federal political and military behind the lens, paused for a moment and said seriously: "I'm back, and I'm going to start the investigation again, you guys... get ready. No?"
After the press conference, it was almost dusk, and the second day of Xu Le's return to the capital star circle passed in such a hurry and nervousness. Those pink peach blossoms suddenly became bright red and wanted to drip.
The reporters left the George Carlin Foundation Art Center in twos and threes, but no one was in a hurry to return to the newspaper or the TV station.
They heard extremely explosive news at the press conference, but there was no way to share it with others. They must immediately and intensely share the countless doubts in their hearts with their peers and express the shock in their minds.
Without Xu Le's clear testimony, no matter how the media that respects press freedom, it is impossible to publish the news that the federal vice president is suspected of colluding with the Imperial Fleet. This has nothing to do with the pressure of the news director of the presidential residence. The ethics of journalists They are required to have evidence, and the atmosphere that the entire Federation is currently mourning Vice President Byron is an invisible ruler.
Xu Le did not leave the art center. The seven groups of team members were scattered around the building, controlling all the dangerous sniping points, and guarding his safety outside the window in the red twilight, while he was talking to reporter Wood in a low voice in the room.
"Why did you leave me alone?" Wood asked suspiciously.
"Because I trust you, but I thought that editor-in-chief Bob should come with you." Xu Le explained with a smile: "It seems that my news popularity is still not enough to attract the editor-in-chief to come out in person."
Wood shrugged and said with a slight mockery: "You have called back my application for three interviews in the past two years, but now you say trust... Don't say it's because we did the last interview with Lord War God."
Xu Le shook his head and said after a moment of silence, "Remember what I mentioned about Medellin just now? At that time, in the entire federal press, only you, the Capital District Daily, dared to question the old man and even investigate him."
"If your friend... Shi Qinghai was really involved in the assassination of Medellin, I would be careful to express my trust in him, but this trust is not much, because in my opinion, his cold-blooded performance on Parliament Hill is really Not as idealistic as you say."
Wood lit a cigarette and took two puffs, and in the pungent smoke, he said with a hint of pride: "Speaking of the Medellin project that year, I brought a group of paparazzi to investigate in S2 for dozens of days, it should be regarded as this. The happiest thing in my life."
Xu Le looked at the red flower reflected in the window glass under his feet, and suddenly said, "Before you went to investigate, you should have received an electronic document about the Medellin investigation."
Wood frowned slightly, with a cigarette between his fingers, and he didn't understand why the other party knew about this. In fact, to this day, he still didn't know who the mysterious person who sent those documents to the newspaper was.
"Those are all found by Shi Qinghai."
Xu Le smiled and looked at the shocked reporter Wood, took out a microchip from the pocket of his military uniform and handed it over: "I said at the press conference just now that we didn't find any evidence, but I actually lied. This chip is hidden in it. Evidence of the involvement of Vice President Byron and those members of Congress."
"I gave you this evidence because I trusted you and Editor-in-Chief Bob, and I trusted you because Shi Qinghai and I did not fight side by side with you, but we did fight together."
After a moment of silence, Wood slowly and meticulously rolled out the cigarette at his feet. After taking two deep breaths, he took the chip with a dignified expression and said, "What should we do?"