Very neat black SUV, very neat nameless black suit, Xu Le looked at the dozen or so FBI officials in front of him, and the first thought that came to mind was that the equipment of the FBI seemed to have been upgraded.
Then he began to wonder what had happened.
The reaction was a little sluggish, not because he had just gone to the grave in the spring and was intoxicated by Nam Sang-mei in the spring breeze, but because he was really a little unfamiliar with the situation under investigation, especially since the documentary was broadcast, he had been walking on the Cotai Strip of the Federation without encountering any obstacles.
The FBI agents used the word plea, and the tone of their speech was extremely polite, and the other party took out a thick layer of relevant legal documents and presented the electronic authority order to him.
After Xu Le looked at 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 he wanted to investigate "I'm going to call my lawyer."
Xu Le rubbed his somewhat sullen eyebrows and said softly: "And if the investigation takes too long, I need to know the location and specific time, and I need to ask the Ministry of Defense for leave." ” "We've been notified by the Ministry of Defense."
The FBI agent replied with some nervousness: "As for the lawyers, we have also asked the legal department of the Department of Defense Internal Affairs to coordinate synchronously, and if you insist on notifying civilian lawyers such as Barrister Ho, then we have to move from the investigation part to the judicial process part in advance." ” It's a very awkward statement, it seems that the FBI made extremely adequate preparations before implementing today's action, more precisely, because it was Xu Le who they wanted to invite back, so the FBI refused to make any mistakes in the details, giving the big names behind Xu Le any chance to go crazy.
Standing at the door of the bar, thin yellow stamens falling from the sky and landing on the documents in his hand, Xu Le was silent for a long time, and then whispered a few words to Nan Xiangmei beside him, and followed these FBI officials into the black RV.
Looking at the black convoy that was crushing the dust on the street, a deep worry appeared on Nan Xiangmei's beautiful face, thinking of the words Xu Le whispered before being taken away, she took a deep breath and dialed a somewhat unfamiliar phone number.
"Hello, may I ask if Zou Yu is there, I am Nan Xiangmei."
It is now a cold winter, and the political axe departments with real power and large budgets often arrange meetings by the beaches of the southern hemisphere, and the neighborhoods seem a little deserted, except for a few cars parked here and there outside a nondescript ordinary building.
There was nothing so remarkable about this ordinary meeting that many of the participants forgot what was being discussed the next day, and the guests stood casually on the railings with electronic notepads or water glasses, discussing the recent financial trends, discussing the successes at the front, and carefully calculating how many days the first troops to enter the Empire's front line would return to the Federation for a rotation.
Several Secret Service staff in black suits and white headphones walked over from the other end of the corridor with expressionless faces, and the casual guests suddenly looked stunned, straightened their dresses, and walked to the sides of the corridor with reserve and enthusiasm to welcome the arrival of the big man.
In the midst of the vigilant guards of the black-clad Secret Service staff, a fat old man with kind eyebrows and an extremely amiable and cute look slowly walked into the corridor.
The fat old man carried a black umbrella in his right hand, and the snow flakes left on the umbrella were rapidly melting, turning into a water stain that accompanied his black leather shoes.
Many years later, Mr.
Byron still maintains the good habits he had cultivated in the army, and even though he is now the most important political figure in the Union, he still keeps his own umbrella and does not turn to any assistants or female secretaries.
"It's an honor for you to be here, Your Excellency Vice President."
The organizer of the meeting bowed excitedly and led him to the middle of the venue.
"Hello, Mr.
Byron."
"I've seen Your Excellency the Vice President."
The solemn expressions of the guests on both sides of the corridor sounded a soft but extremely warm greeting.
The Vice-President of the Federation, Mr.
Byron, moved his round body with some difficulty, shook hands with the people around him, smiled and gossiped, and did not miss anything, so amiable.
In the small conference room on the side of this ordinary building, Vice President Byron calmly looked at the few people in the room, waved everyone to sit down, and said slowly: "There are not many matters to be discussed at today's gathering, first of all, the issue of the rotation of the front-line troops. ” The light in the small conference room was a little dim, and the political forces hidden in the darkness could not find any problem with the help of an ordinary meeting to complete the communication between them, even the glory of the charter.
In the dim background, a big man from the military was silent for a moment and then said, "Division Commander Shaoqing and his Iron Seventh Division have been fighting continuously for more than three years, and they should come back to take a break." ” Hearing this proposal, Vice President Byron fell silent, as if considering what kind of impact the invincible army would have on the future political situation once he returned to the capital star circle, and after a moment he made up his mind, smiled on the face that did not look too wrinkled 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 the vice president was referring to, and there was a brief whisper in the small conference room, and the atmosphere seemed much more relaxed.
"There's one more thing I'd like to inform you."
Vice President Byron took the golden pen, lightly tapped the amplification base, and frowned and said, "Half an hour ago, the FBI had taken Xu Le away to assist in the investigation. ” The whispers in the small conference room suddenly disappeared, and the silence was palpitating.
These bigwigs who have the courage to secretly influence the process of the Federation and construct countless conspiracies with the most iron-blooded and despicable means are extremely jealous of the Federation officer named Xu Le for many reasons, and when they found out that they finally began to attack Colonel Xu Le, they were speechless for a while.
Vice President Byron frowned slightly, glanced at everyone, and said indifferently: "We have the most reliable evidence, we have the most direct witnesses, if Colonel Xu Le is really a federal wanted criminal, then he must be examined, even if it is a marshal, he will not have any opinion." ” In the snowy Mochou Mountain, the clear lake was frozen by the severe cold on the top layer of skin, and the bright thin ice broke and twisted in the afternoon sun, making people feel a little muddy visually, just like the situation in the capital that was gradually chaotic because of the rapid transmission of news at this moment.
"After Ho Yingguan's verdict in the Supreme Court, the political axe and those families will definitely be very angry, although this verdict only involves the ancient bell company, and does not talk about more interests.
But it was still beyond many people's expectations that they would act so quickly, especially for the FBI to come forward, and the most incomprehensible thing was that according to the analysis of the Foundation's research office, this kind of investigation could not cause any damage to Colonel Xu Le at all, except to make the old man of Philadelphia and His Excellency the President even more angry. ” Senior Secretary Shen Li stood quietly behind the high-backed chair, the sunlight piercing through the residual snow above the terrace and sprinkling on his head and shoulders, with a mottled and unknown smell.
Sitting on the high-backed chair, Mrs.
Tai's eyes were soft, quietly looking at the snow outside the terrace, with the victory of the federal forces, the Tai family's crystal mine union was reborn, countless wealth and more importantly, resource control system was re-poured into this old and almost rotten thousand family, the current situation is undoubtedly a reward for Mrs.
Lady who has spared no effort to support the federal political axe for decades, and it is also a very high reward for her political wisdom, but I don't know why, it seems that Mrs. doesn't care about these at all, There was a faint worry between his eyebrows.
"There is no difference between the highest level of political struggle and the lowest level of market fighting, in fact, in essence, the greatest hatred is nothing more than cutting off people's money and taking people's wives and daughters."
Mrs.
Tai held the slightly hot ginger teacup, and said thoughtfully: "Xu Le carries the glory of the heroes of the Federation, against the two mountains of the old man and Mr.
Pabul, and is cold and unafraid to intervene horizontally, so that everyone can not be happy to eat the big cake of the Zhong family, like a bone blocked in the throat, this is the way to cut off people's wealth." ” "He is used to the impulse of not having a big picture, and naturally he doesn't care about how many people's interests are hurt, like the last time he killed Medellín, if Medellín is not an imperial spy, then neither the president nor the old man can necessarily keep him."
Mrs.
Tai took a sip of ginger tea and said: "Public anger, a simple word can explain everything, I just don't understand it now, Xu Le is a slippery stone, and it is impossible for those people to plant moss on this stone in the current situation, the president is staring, Philadelphia is staring, and the people are staring at So, what does the FBI want to find out."
The worry between Madame's eyebrows became stronger and stronger, she had been watching the excitement in the Federation with a cold eye, and after finding that those radicals were a little difficult to control, she even directly moved Xu Le out as a counterbalance, that was because she believed that she had Xu Le's only handle, and behind the old man, the Federation was probably the only one who could restrain the disobedient little guy.
Now the situation seems to be a little weird.
Secretary Shen stood silently behind her and said softly, "It's definitely not an internal affair of the army, so it can only be a long time ago." ” Mrs.
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Tai frowned slightly, and vaguely guessed a possibility, the problem was Xu Le's true identity, only she and the military god Li Pifu knew, how did those people know this secret "Do you want to bring the Federation Hero back to his original form as a wanted man?"
Residual snow filter, between heaven and earth, cloudy and uncertain.
To be continued: