Chapter 1252: Dilemma

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On the projection curtain wall, the picture is first dark, and then lights come on. ﹤The light illuminates the entire cloakroom, and a woman can be seen walking in, she is rummaging everywhere, as if looking for something. Finally she faced the camera and stretched out her hand. The picture freezes at this moment, with Alan's arms around his chest and looking at the woman in the camera. He walked back and forth twice before suddenly throwing the remote control in his hand onto the curtain wall.
The remote control fell to pieces.
"Winsor Bellow, you woman touched here!" Alan walked out of the bedroom and shouted, "Silay! Get out of me right away."
When the security chief of the president’s residence ran into the bedroom in a panic expression, Alan pulled his collar to the curtain wall, pointed at Windsor Bello in the screen and shouted: "What do you, the security chief, do you eat? I didn't even know when I came to the door. I immediately called out the apartment. No, the surveillance cameras of all the streets around here. Check that no suspicious people came out today. I want to know where they came from and where they went.
It didn't take long for the security supervisor to bring a tablet brain, and a video was opened on the brain. He handed Zhi Nao to Alan, and said: "This was captured by one of the surveillance cameras we called three blocks away. I suspect that these people are the logistics girls of the sneakers."
Alan clicked on the video. From the screen, we could see a city-built and repaired speed car parked on the side of the road not far away, and then a few people got out of it. The security chief said: "I have contacted the City Construction Department. They did not have any maintenance tasks in the neighborhood today. However, this car is indeed theirs, but it was reported missing a few days ago. Sir, do you want to inform the Intelligence Department? They can find more information."
"No need." Alan waved his hand: "You all go out, I'm tired."
After they left, Alan stood by the window, looking at the night view of Babylon and said: "I didn't plan to do this before, but you forced me, Windsor Bello."
The next day, in the office of the President of the White House, Kaprow met Alan. The latter was reviewing the document. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head, put down the document and greeted him personally: "Marshal Capro, it's great that you can come here in person."
"Since Mr. President is looking for me in a hurry, no matter how busy I am, I have to put aside my work." Capulo smiled.
The new secretary in the office brought coffee for the two, and Capro took a sip and said, "You changed the secretary?"
"Yes, Idallen resigned and went home."
"Oh." Capulo didn't follow up, and turned the subject away: "Then, what's the matter with me, Mr. President?"
"A very serious matter, I don't think anyone can do this job except you, Marshal."
"What is so serious, is it dealing with Guangyinhui?"
Alan shook his head and said, "No, it's much more serious than this. I found some clues about the attack on the Interstellar Defense Line not long ago."
"Why, inside story?"
"I'm afraid so." Alan sighed: "For confidentiality, it is temporarily inconvenient for me to publicize these materials. But these materials and clues point to one thing, or a person."
"I suspect that Windsor Bello colluded with the Nirm, because she deliberately sold frontline intelligence to the Nirm, which caused the fall of the three bases. As for the specific situation, I am afraid that we need to confront Marshal Greedy Wolf to be able to do so. figure out."
Capro raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Mr. President, this accusation is very serious. Do you confirm that the attack on the Interstellar Defense Line is related to Windsor Bello?"
"It's only suspicion at the moment, so I need to call Windsor Bellow back. But you also know that Marshal Greed Wolves may not sell it just by my order."
Capro rolled his eyes and laughed: "So I have to run around and bring that girl back. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, of course I hope to recall the Marshal in as gentle a way as possible. But in case she does play in the Federation, if you resist, only Marshal Capro can hold her down. It is a matter of the future of the Federation, I hope the Marshal will not I will refuse."
Capulo nodded: "I know, get ready, I will personally go to the Star Frontline tomorrow."
Alan laughed: "That's great, please tell Windsor Bellow. I absolutely believe her, but she still needs to clarify these matters to the members of Congress."
"You're right, Mr. President." Capulo stood up: "Then I will go back and prepare."
"I see you off."
After sending off Capro, Alan returned to the case and whispered: "What kind of situation will the lion and wolf eventually evolve into? I really look forward to it."
After leaving the White House, Kaprow drove back to the headquarters of the Golden Lion's barracks in Babylon. Entering the office, he sneered. The young adjutant who participated in the battle against the doomsday with Capulo last time saw him and asked with a smile: "Marshal, Mr. President gave you another problem, right?"
"It's not just a problem, it's uneasy and kind." Capulo waved his hand: "You go out first, I need to discuss with Wither alone if I have something."
The adjutant who was in charge of Capulo's assistance during his stay on Earth left without knowledge.
After passing through the interstellar connection, another old subordinate, Wither, far away in the Garden of Eden, appeared in the screen. Seeing Caprow, Wither coughed slightly: "It looks like the marshal is in a bad mood."
"It's nice to see you, Wither." Capulo said with his chin interlaced with his hands. "Our Mr. President is getting more and more difficult."
"How to say?"
"The chess piece we placed next to him has been removed." Capro said solemnly: "Since the attack at the last speech event, the relationship between the Federation and the nobles has been so bad that it can't be worse. Following Mobit’s approach, he is determined to completely split from the nobles. This is definitely not a good thing, so I plan to use a once and for all method."
He made a slight throat cut.
Wither's eyelids on the other side of the screen twitched.
"But it's a pity, I don't know if something went wrong with Adarlene, or if Mobit was too alert. The assassination ended in failure, and then today, Mobit asked me to do one more thing." Capro sneered: "He actually suspected that Windsor Bellow had colluded with the Nelm people and asked me to go to the front line to call the little girl back."
"How is this possible?" Wither lost his voice.
"Yes, although that little girl is greedy and self-willed, she still has some principles. I would not believe her to do this kind of thing. I would rather believe that Mobit colluded with the Nirms than Windsor. Bello will do this. Mr. President has another calculation."
Hearing this, Wither was shocked and said, "He wants to start a war between the Golden Lion and Sirius?"
"It should be like this. This is revenge for us not supporting him, right?" Capulo shook his head and said, "In any case, I have to go to the interstellar front line, but I can't just go. You give me a message to Sirius and tell Windsor Bello. This matter, let her be prepared."
"Yes, I will do it at once."
After finishing the communication, Capulo looked out the window and looked in the direction of the White House and said: "Mobit, what are you going to do. Don't you think the Federation is not messy enough?"
In the morning, people could already see the busy figure of Roddy in the study of the castle. In that small study room, there seems to be a job that can never be done. Unless there is something to do, the young owner can find him in the study room. Today is no exception. When the chef in the castle was preparing breakfast, Roddy was already buried in the pile of papers in the study.
When he heard the knock on the door, he shouted "Come in" and said: "Mr. Heising, set aside breakfast for now, I will eat it after I finish the work."
Unexpectedly, it was not Hessing’s old voice, but another, a woman’s voice:
Although it’s a good thing to work hard, you can’t work hard without filling your stomach. Besides, work is never finished, I That’s what I often say to Mirren."
Roddy raised her head in the pile of documents. It turned out to be Windsor Bello. She shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, I don't have breakfast delivery here. You can't eat it even if you want it."
Roddy laughed and stood up: "I'm relieved when I see you."
"Why, are you worried that I will be caught?"
"No, I'm even more worried that you accidentally killed Mobit."
Windsor Bello rolled his eyes and said, "If killing a Mobit can solve the problem, believe me, I would have done it a long time ago."
"You are in a good mood, it seems that you have gained something yesterday."
"I have gained something, but after reading it, I am not happy at all." Windsor Bello took out a small slap-sized brain and threw it to Roddy: "Look at it, these are what I learned from Mo yesterday. What is copied from the Bit Information Host. It is only a small part, and more will take time to crack the password."
Roddy flipped through some files casually, the more ugly he looked.
"I believe you can see that those are the information about the contact between the President and the Guangyin Society. For the time being, there is no evidence of his contact with the Nirm, but it proves that the President is indeed a chess piece cultivated by the Guangyin Society. It’s just that later information shows that he and Guangyinhui have fallen out, and it seems that they want to stand on their own.
Windsor Bello sighed:
I’ve long felt that his style is somewhat similar to Mobit’s, but it’s still essentially the same. There are some differences. Sure enough, he has deleted this information. But he should be a layman of electronic information, and the deletion is not thorough enough. My talent can recover some."
Roddy put down his wisdom brain and said with a gloomy face: "Then what are you going to do with it?"
"I don't know, I only know that if this information is published, the Federation will be even more messy. But if it is not announced, can we let a fake president dictate to us. I am in a dilemma, Mr. Roddy ."
Roddy stood up, turned around a few times anxiously, and said: "It is certainly not possible to let a puppet of the Guangxi Association take over the power, but if it is announced, the old party will definitely push out their candidates immediately. According to our previous observations Obviously, Capulo was planning this matter behind. The old marshal was probably looking for a military dictatorship. Once the old party gains power, it will also become a mess."
"The last thing is to kill the puppet president, and then put the real Mobit on it, so that the impact will be minimized without knowing it. But the problem is that Mobit may have been killed by the light. Up."
Windsor Bello held his head and said: "I am the worst at dealing with this kind of thing, it's terrible."
Roddy smiled and said: "If the marshal can trust me, give me these information. I will meet with the heads of other big families secretly and discuss how to deal with this matter."
"Of course I believe you, otherwise I won't let you see these things." Windsor Bello nodded: "Well, just as you said, they will be handled by you. Later, my people will show up again, I will let them deliver the information secretly to you."
At this time, a small communicator in her pocket rang to make it easier for Mirren to contact her in an emergency. Seeing the communicator ringing, Windsor Bello's expression became tense. Something important must have happened, otherwise Mirren would not contact her casually.
She took out the communicator, not avoiding suspicion, and directly connected to Mirren's communication. Mirren’s voice immediately rang from inside: "You must come back immediately, Marshal. Just after receiving notice from General Wither, the president ordered Marshal Caprow to go to the Interstellar Defense Line to recall you, which seems to be three bases with the Interstellar Defense Line. Related to the attack."
Windsor Bello was taken aback and asked: "This is what Weiser told you in private, when will your friendship be so good?"
"No, this message was sent by Marshal Kaprow to General Wither. Marshal Kaprow thinks it is necessary to let you know in advance."
"Can Capro be so kind?" Although she didn't believe it, Mirren's message made her take it seriously. She glanced at Roddy and said, "It seems that I have to rush back to the defense line, otherwise Capulo will hit the air and it will not end."
Roddy said solemnly: "Be careful about everything."
Windsor Bello said "um" and left in a hurry.
Roddy sighed and sat back at the desk and said, "Father, it would be nice if you were there. It's really a mess here."
Open your eyes and see the weird spire ceiling, which creates a sense of high and narrow space. It took Alan two seconds to remember that he was in an alien hotel in Agareth, and not at a base on the interstellar front. In Lim's hotel, almost none of the rooms are the same. The room that Allen chose to carry was round, but the roof was a pointed vault, which made the surrounding windows wide at the top and bottom, which was indescribable.
But the bed was still comfortable, he turned his head to see that Laura was sleeping with her back to him, a long black head hanging like silk between his hands. He was using one as a pillow for Lola, and he could feel the amazing elasticity of Lola's chest in his palm. He smiled, but the smile disappeared quickly, and Allen looked at the woman on the bed, but thought of the other girl.
Lucy.
I wonder how that girl is now? Does she still think of herself? Will she still be sad?
Thinking of Lucy, his thoughts flowed out uncontrollably like a flood that burst a bank. At this moment Lola moved, she turned and opened her eyes, and saw Alan facing the ceiling. Laura pulled his face back and smiled: "What are you thinking about."
Allen smiled without answering.
Laura wasn't stupid. Seeing a little sorrow flashed in his eyes, she put her pillow on his chest and asked softly, "Are you thinking about Lucy?"
Alan kissed her on the forehead: "Sorry, I shouldn't think of other girls when you are by my side."
Lola laughed, propped up her body with her hands, looked down at Alan and said, "I should have been angry, but I am very happy when you say that. And it is normal for you to miss Lucy, after all, I miss her too. . Don't worry, we will see you again, I have always believed in this."
Allen nodded.
Laura climbed onto him and dropped her head. Seeing the smirk on her face, Allen squinted and said, "What do you want to do?"
"I want to punish you. Although I'm not angry, I still want to punish you. You know, women are stingy." She sat upright, and she fell straight for a moment, but then relaxed. Then the body shook slowly, and both she and Allen gradually became hot.
Like two fires.
Allen laughed: "You are a punishment like this, no matter who is willing to accept it, unless he is not a man."
"But my punishment is for you alone." She speeded up.
After climbing the peak of happiness, Laura fell asleep again. Allen was in good spirits and took a shower in the ensuite bathroom. As soon as he walked out, he heard a voice in his mind saying: "Your Highness, the furnace has been built, maybe you can take a look."
It was Mitinas, and Allen was curious that he could have a direct spiritual dialogue with himself. Mitinas seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "Don't forget, I was born of your blood, and there is nothing weird about being able to communicate with you spiritually."
Allen replied in his mind: "Well, I will come to the mine."
He put on the bizarre armor of the Baer again, and took the Scarlet King. With a light kiss on Lola's cheek, she left the room.
When they came to the mine, the person guarding the mine had been changed from Belmode to Hubble. Allen simply took the Catu people and walked in. As soon as he entered the mine, Allen felt the surging energy~EbookFREE.me~Mitinas had been waiting by the side, seeing the two of them, one by one Walk them into one of the mines. An empty space has been cleared from the depths of the mine, and several molten shafts flashing with fire can be seen on it.
The clone of Abyssal Fire, Minas, known as the builder, is continuously throwing the original ore of green glaze crystals into the molten shaft. Minas explained: "The molten shaft will automatically decompose the green glaze ore and extract it. And save the energy for the production of combat units. Your Highness, now I can start building the army, but the current energy reserve can only produce low-level combat units. Can you tell me the information of our enemy so that I can plan The arms configuration of the combat unit."
Allen spread his hand and said: "In fact, I don't know much, I only know that it is probably an army of a thousand people. As for the soldiers of the other side, I honestly don't think they have a clear division of arms, probably some desperate That's nothing."
A ray of fire flashed in the eyes of Mitinas' twin spar: "Then, I will treat the opponent as a mixed unit..."
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