When the noon sun is blazing, Xu Le's mood at this time is like the bright sun on the street, his face looks as clear as yesterday, but in fact, the temperature inside is extremely high, hot and scorching, and the fire in his chest may burn everything around him at any time.
Zhong Yanhua didn't see the note, but she could feel the change in the mood of the man next to her, especially the smell of danger, so she didn't ask questions, and followed his footsteps very obediently, walking briskly through the streets of the slum.
When he came to Master Fan's Mansion, Xu Le took her in and handed her over to Master Fan, without explaining anything, just whispered a few words to her, and turned around and left without making any stops, he believed that even if someone was following him before, the other party would not have the ability to dare to rush into the white courtyard to make trouble.
The next thing he had to do was to get rid of the stalkers who might be hiding in the shadow of the locust tree, the stalkers who were disguised as street vendor beggars or were originally street vendor beggars.
Although he is not Cao Qiudao or Shi Qinghai, it is not difficult to get rid of the tracking, because his experience is too rich, and the object of past learning is too violent, whether it was in the empire or the federation, whether it was the imperial intelligence agency or the secret department called Little Eyes, they could only watch him become a ghost in the dark night and disappear inexplicably, let alone these guys.
Wearing a casual hat that covered most of his face, he walked back and forth through the busiest neighborhood of the slum, and circled under the willow trees of the locust tree, Xu Le was sure that no one would be able to follow him, and left the stinking neighborhood in silence, and plunged along a ramp into the lakeside park in the distance, and along the willow embankment to the imposing Imperial Palace.
Approaching the high black and cyan palace wall, he did not enter the palace, but followed the palace wall to the west, passed through the empty square, stood on the automatic pavement with his feet, and slowly sank into the underground passage.
The buildings near the square all have a smell of stern indifference, because these buildings belong to the imperial newspaper, the special operations agency, the Ministry of Finance and other important departments, probably because of the ubiquitous sense of oppression in the air, there are very few pedestrians in the square and the underpass, even if there are few nobles, most of them are soldiers wearing dark imperial uniforms, and they walk with grim faces.
Xu Le, who was dressed in ordinary people's clothes and covered his face with a hat, naturally stood out among these soldiers, and dozens of vigilant and suspicious eyes fell on him, but he seemed to be unaware of it with his head slightly down, silently looking at the constantly moving road under his feet, thinking about what he thought was important.
He wasn't sure who the idiots were, but he did know that there were idiots who tried to threaten themselves by kidnapping Aunt Susan, hoping to get some kind of benefit from them.
The question is, what do those people want to get Philip's secret or the secret of the star map, if they are the ones they suspect, and they can't get this information at all with their ability, then what do they want to do?
Okay, you don't have to think about this problem anymore, Xu Le said to himself, and then slowly raised his head, looked at the imperial building on the opposite side of the underground passage, and thought silently, what you need to think about now is how to kill those fools and bring the aunt back to the small courtyard.
Behind the solemn Imperial Building, in the shade of several rows of gloomy ancient trees, there is a very inconspicuous looking gray and simple building, this building is square in shape, and it looks like a slightly curved line from the outside, because of its age, it looks like an iron box buried in the desert for hundreds of years, although mottled but extremely stiff.
This is the Empire's most gloomy agency, the Intelligence Agency, and it is also Xu Le's destination.
At the entrance of the Intelligence Service building, he was unsurprisingly stopped.
A certain staff member in black overalls, who looked like a murderous demon on a rainy night, stared at this guy who looked like a tourist with dead white eyes, and asked gloomily, "What do you want to do?"
Xu Le didn't have time to explain anything, took out the identity chip that Huai Cao Shi handed over to him on Hanxing, the staff frowned, picked up the scanning stick and scanned it, and casually glanced at the display results on the light screen, his face suddenly changed drastically, because of the sharp reduction of pupils, the dead white color quickly occupied a larger part of the eyeball.
"Great, great, great."
The staff member bowed in a trembling voice, guessing Xu Le's identity and thinking about whether he should kneel down to show respect.
Xu Le had no time or interest in enjoying this pleasure, and walked towards the interior of the gloomy building with a blank face.
The staff quickly dialed the phone number of the superior, and then ran behind him in broken steps, following him step by step, his voice was still trembling: "My lord, the subordinate represents all the staff of the Intelligence Agency, I welcome your inspection, the Cisco director is rushing down, but I am very sorry, the three deputy directors are not in the department today, Deputy Director Bhim is assisting His Highness in the battle on the Ink Flower Star, Deputy Director Kenpaid is handling military supplies at 9, and Deputy Director Yaki is on the orders of His Majesty to go to the Grand Diocese to investigate a certain murder case." ” After confirming the other party's terrorist authority and guessing that the other party was here to secretly inspect the work of the agency, this intelligence agency staff member knew everything, and in just a distance of more than ten meters, he made the current personnel situation in the bureau clear.
When he walked to the staircase, Colonel Cisco, the director of the General Office of the Intelligence Agency, rushed down with a sweat, and there were two directors behind him, and after the three directors saw Xu Le, their eyes subconsciously swept over his hair and pupils, showing a little hesitation, and immediately retreated, stood up and saluted with great respect, and said respectfully: "I am very honored that you can come to inspect the work." ” As the highest-ranking officials of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, they were qualified to have access to some secret archives and could directly accept notifications from His Highness, so they vaguely guessed the identity of this ordinary-looking young man, but after all, when it came to the secrets of the royal family, no one dared to mention it, but they just stood as straight as possible, their palms and thighs were tighter, and their attitudes were more serious.
"Keep my arrival a secret."
Xu Le looked at these intelligence agency chiefs and said, "Give me a room, and you must have a good workbench." ” "This way, please."
Walking into the room, Xu Le stretched out his fingers, adjusted the metal sheet in the ear hole, and after a short pause, he immediately said, "Call up the information of all the resistance organizations." ” The workbench made a soft beeping sound, and a pleasant data stream began to flow on the thin light curtain, Xu Le looked at it quietly for a few seconds, confirmed that the speed of the computing core was good, and nodded with satisfaction.
None of the intelligence agency officials present dared to ignore his request, the Cisco director rushed out of the door quickly, and was about to call his subordinates to prepare relevant materials, when he suddenly thought of something, looked back at Xu Le, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, there have been a total of 3,412 rebel organizations in the empire in the past ten years, although the data index is complete, the database is too large, which star field do you want to see first?"
Xu Le was stunned, although he had been wandering in the Imperial Star Domain for more than two years and had seen many tragic scenes of struggle, he still did not expect that the class contradictions in the Empire had actually intensified to such an extent, and so many rebel organizations had appeared in ten years.
"The biggest one."
He gave a fairly clear guide, and after a brief pause, he squinted his eyes.
"The one of the Qi soldiers."
There are countless underground resistance groups in the empire, that is, officially determined rebel groups, and they have all kinds of strange names, such as the Lihan Youth Army, such as the Muxi Cleaners Movement, such as the Cangsong National Salvation Group, in the past few decades, there is only one organization called the underground resistance organization, and everyone knows what this organization is.
The reason why there is no need for a prefix is because this underground resistance organization is the largest, the most powerful, and the fiercest struggle between the imperial family, under the leadership of the old man Voss and the hidden influence of that guy, the organization lurks at the bottom of the empire and gradually grows, leading thousands of poor people and slaves at the bottom of the empire, launching one riot after another.
A few years ago, after being bloodily suppressed by the butcher Caton County King, and brutally harvested by the emperor, the strength of the underground resistance group suffered a great loss, with the invasion of federal forces, the organization and the federal side reached some kind of agreement in secret, but it was taken out by the imperial propaganda agencies to publicize it, and was forced to become a little silent.
Xu Le immediately put forward a second request, asking the Intelligence Agency to fully open the authority of the workbench database and use high-power wave-following signals to transmit uninterrupted transmission to a certain space outside the atmosphere of Tianjing Star.
"The spatial coordinates are this."
The Cisco director continued to wipe the sweat on his forehead and replied in great pain: "My lord, although you have extremely high authority, the database of the Intelligence Agency cannot be opened like this, especially the fixed-point data transmission is too insecure, and it is very likely that the dangerous situation of signal venting will occur. ” "I need this data right now, and I need it to find someone."
Xu Le looked at him and said, "I know that someone from the Intelligence Agency has been staring at that small courtyard, but this incident still happened, so I don't trust your ability, I can only find it myself." ” The adult's distrust is the biggest shame for his subordinates, especially as the most professional intelligence agency officer, hearing Xu Le's words, the three directors began to wipe their sweat at the same time, but still no one dared to do what he asked, and it was too dangerous to open the database authority of the intelligence agency.
Xu Le was silent for a moment and then said, "Please ask the palace, just say that I owe him once." ” Twenty minutes later, Xu Le quietly left the gray building of the Intelligence Bureau, and after making all the preparations, he came to the agreed place on the piece of paper, squinting at the tattered car repair compound full of the smell of engine oil, as if returning to the auto repair shop back then, but there was no more Mu En here, and the seriously ill leader of Voss had already left.
To be continued: