Chapter 724: No evidence

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On January 7, 2064, for the Filipino people, it was destined to be a life-long day.
Earlier in the day, they were still immersed in the ecstasy of Leifeng Xingjiejie. Victory parades have appeared in all members of the Fiji League. As the key to the most worthy book in this battle, many young people carried the model of the arbiter's mech to the square, and then punched and kicked, smashed into tatters.
This means that the indisputable adjudicator officially walked down the altar.
However, people did not expect that on the evening of the day, news of the assassination of Francis, the President of the Republic of Feiyan, came. People still in excitement can't believe this is true until the news is officially confirmed.
Thousands of TV channels have the same news screen at the same time. As the Vice President was injured at the same time, the Feiyang Congress announced that in accordance with the Constitution of the Republic, the President of the Congress, Ian Gambier, would temporarily perform functions on behalf of the President. The presidential election that was scheduled to be held six months later was advanced to January 20, and the country entered a state of emergency.
The news plunged the entire Fiji League into grief and panic. People didn't realize in shock when they saw that the national flag had been lowered by half, and that newspapers and all news media used uniform black. This unbelievable fact really happened, right in front of their own eyes. !
While shocked, all the hearts of everyone left only two sad questions ...
Who is the murderer?
Is the future of Feimeng a light of hope brought by Lei Fengxing, or is it the darkness brought by the death of Francis?


"It seems that this black pot is already on our backs." The lavish conference room was full of voices, and Sauber put the documents in his hand on the desk, lightly authentic.
"That's not okay, how can we deal with such a small person? The honor of the Binalt MI is not so bad!" Admiral Binalt, sitting in the second seat on the left of Sauber, laughed .
The tall, thin army admiral with a strange big eagle nose attracted a burst of laughter.
"Am I gloating?" Borg opened his eyes innocently, spread his hands, and looked like an innocent vulture.
There was another burst of laughter in the conference room.
Even Sauber, who had always looked cold, shook his head with a smile.
"Okay, to return to the truth," sitting in the first position on Sauber's right side was a handsome and elegant man about thirty years old. He waited for the laughter to get smaller, and then gently tapped on the oval conference table: "You guys, should we seize this rare opportunity to create a little trouble for our chaotic opponent?"
Although in terms of age, this man named Jason is in the conference room and can only be regarded as a small generation. However, his luxurious costume embroidered with the royal coat of arms of the Binalt Empire and the identity of his first heir were enough to make everyone in the conference room smile, put on a serious look, and listen to his opinions.
Jason set his sights on Sauber, hesitated, and said: "The defeat of the adjudicator is a serious matter for the entire league. We need to maintain the majesty of the empire with victory and encourage our followers. confidence."
His words made the entire meeting room suddenly silent.
Sauber did not speak with his eyes narrowed, and the generals who had just laughed and laughed were watching each other's eyes and noses, sitting in danger.
The demise of the three hundred adjudicators was the worst defeat of the Binalt Empire since the war. The video of the adjudicator who fled into the wild and was chased by the bandit sergeants one after another was almost panic.
Some member states have slowed down the pace of their attacks, and when sending combat troops to the coalition forces, they also seem less active.
Everyone here knows this. However, no one dared mention it in front of Sauber except Jason, who is the Crown Prince and has the identity of Sauber's cousin.
In the Binalt Empire, the military, even the emperor would not intervene in Sauber's decision. However, the royal family needs an explanation from Sauber. Perhaps this request, as Jason, would be more appropriate.
Jason looked around and slowed his tone. He said to Sauber: "Please forgive me for taking the liberty. Believe me, this is not a question from the royal family to the military."
"I understand, Jason," Sauber nodded, and Ali Sandro, who was standing beside him, flicked with a blank expression: "Show the document to your Highness."
Alice Sandro, who was in uniform, stepped forward and placed the two documents in front of Jason.
"The first document is the current implementation process of the adjudicator's plan," Sauber's deep eyes stared at Jason. "I hope that this document can make His Highness feel excited."
In the eyes of the generals around it, Jason opened this document that only no more than five people in the world can read. After a moment, an excited smile filled his face.
"Unbelievable ..." Jason simply interrupted before he finished.
"The second document requires your authorization from Your Highness." Sauber stood up, his thin body, tall and straight, almost obscuring all the light. His narrow eyes, like a sharp bayonet, were cold and compelling: "I will personally lead the army to the southeast star field! Your Highness ..."
Time seemed to freeze all of a sudden.
Everyone in the conference room, with wide eyes, watched Sauber's index finger, pointing to the end of the file in Jason's hand, with an unquestionable tone: "You just need to sign here ... .... The victory the Empire needs, I will take it back personally! "


When the warship docked on the berth at Chakna Star First Airport, the fat man refused Margaret's request to travel with a shuttle to Hanjing.
He has six hours.
After six hours, he and Margaret, An Lei, and Hargrove will be accompanied by twenty other gods of war, who will transfer to the Presidential spacecraft specially dispatched by the Republic of Chakna and fly to Hastings. Heidfield, the capital of the Republic of Feyan.
The life-threatening Bernadotte is there, and the person most likely to initiate the assassination is also there.
When the shuttle landed on the ground, for the first time, the fat man lost interest in the beautiful flight attendant who was sneaking around.
Without a word he stepped down the escalator and got into a luxury flying car waiting at the airport.
Flying car, along the bustling streets of Hanjing in silence. As you can see through the car window, the crowd of people surrounded by the TV light curtain was shocked and heavy when watching the news of Francis' assassination.
All light curtains broadcast the same news.
Even some reporters with supernatural powers also got the video of the 52 base of Feiyang, and the body of Francis was transported back to Heidfield.
Because it was not about the country, the guests were bold when they were talking.
Many people have speculated that the upcoming presidential election in the Republic of Feiyang is related. The biggest beneficiary is the obvious truth of the biggest suspect, knowing more than one person.
Although no name was mentioned, everyone knows who this person is.
It's just that the other party has done too clean, and no one has evidence.
Seeing that the fat man has always been worried, Matt, the owner of Meteor, took a bottle of whiskey from the car refrigerator, opened it, poured the golden liquor into the wine glass with ice cubes, and handed the fat man: "General Tian, ​​I heard that you are expensive General Admiral Bernadotte of the country was also injured in this attack? "
The fat man took the wine glass, his cheeks twitched, and his vicious expression flickered, still the confused face.
"Is there anything I need to help?" Matt took a sip of wine, and the big rosacea turned red on his fat face.
"Perhaps, can you tell me who did this?" Fatty said with a blank face.
"This is not a problem at all, people all over the world know." Matt shook his head and shrugged his shoulders: "The problem is that we don't have any evidence!"
"You mean Li Fo?" The fat man stared at Matt's eyes.
"It's his sister." Matt smiled aloud: "To tell the truth, except for the Meteor company that got rid of Barbara's control because of the cooperation with you, other companies in Feiyang's arms company have to listen to this. The words of women. To say intelligence news, we may be better informed than most government officials. "
Matt poured wine for the fat man and said, "On ruthlessness, ten Li Fus can't be compared to a Barbara. Li Fu's ability is in the military, and he is holding him in such a position now. It ’s Barbara. "
"Tell me about it." The fat man shook the glass.
"Ten years ago, Barbara was still a university professor," Matt sighed. "A twenty-five-year-old professor is rare. At that time, there was no sign that she would become Barbara now. However, Everything has changed since she divorced. "
Matt tells a story about Barbara. From the bizarre death of her ex-husband ten years ago, until she helped Li Fo calm down political enemies, gather Feiyang chaebols and super arms companies, infiltrate the political arena, the military department, build underground forces, and erect the army to worship Li Fo personally .. .... Piece by piece, extremely detailed.
"This woman is a genius." Matt sighed heartily: "With her back behind her, in just ten years, Li Fo became the leader of the Admiral Five Tigers, loyal to his army, and could even shake Fei Yang. Guoben of this country. Even Marshal Hastings did not dare to deal with him easily. Li Fo listened to his sister and treated it like a treasure. "
"Since so many people can see that she did it," the fat man narrowed his eyes slightly. "Doesn't the fertile people doubt their idols at all?"
"Of course!" Matt frowned. "I don't know what she wants to do, but I know that this woman never does stupid things. She has 10,000 ways to convince the public that she is innocent!"
"For example ..." The fat man's eyes stayed on the public TV screen of a building through the car window: "Kill your candidate?"
Matt stunned, and quickly turned on the car TV.
"The latest news is that Paulson, the presidential candidate of the Liberal Democratic Union of the Republic of Feiyan, was killed at the scene at 9:30 this morning when he was shot by a sniper downstairs in his office. Paulson is now 48. . In March of last year, announced his participation in the campaign ........ Its support rate has been high on the list ... At present, the police did not disclose more information ... Paulson was assassinated, Less than twenty hours before the assassination of President Francis ... we will pay close attention ... "
Matt shivered, and suddenly felt a chill.
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