Night.

Northland.

Inside the Second Ring Road, on a modern building that towers into the sky.

On the 405th floor, Hill's high-end Western Restaurant, a private room near the floor-to-ceiling window.

A middle-aged man in an Isaia suit, holding a glass goblet, stands in front of a floor-to-ceiling window and looks at the night view of the north.

The night is like a veil, enveloping the capital.

Neon lights everywhere are like stars in the night sky, twinkling and twinkling, tall modern buildings are distributed in a ring, and the lighting on the periphery of the building is bright and gorgeous.

Afar.

In the gaps of countless tall buildings, a splendid traffic composed of countless floating traffic is surging rapidly, just like the starry sky of the Milky Way.

The energy particles emitted by the tail flame of the floating traffic formed an extremely faint light mist under the ripples of the void, and it was like a fairyland.

Squeak......

A short-haired young man in a suit pushed the door open.

When the middle-aged man heard the movement, he tilted his head slightly, moving his gaze from the distant night scene to the short-haired young man.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man shook his red wine glass and said indifferently.

"The order has been given, but the subordinates have some doubts, can this really divert their attention?" The short-haired young man walked up to the middle-aged man and said in a low voice.

The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and smiled without saying a word.

Plans, especially those involving countless large plans, have already calculated the consequences before they are executed, and they are strategized to win a thousand miles, and nothing more.

"You pay more attention to the affairs of the Third Military Academy, I don't want to hear any unexpected incidents!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, how is the current [White Feather] public opinion guided?"

"At present, there are many forces involved in the media debate, and we do not control enough self-media, so the progress is not very good, and there seem to be rumors recently, the incident on White Feather Island involves the neighboring Ninth Fleet [wrecked day], and the world government is very strict, and we dare not make remarks on our own......"

Since the outbreak of the White Feather Incident in late April last year, an integrated exploration and transportation formation has disappeared, an entire island has been destroyed, and countless materials and personnel have disappeared...... This is no longer a simple out-of-control disaster, and there are as many forces involved as a river carp.

The middle-aged man has a high position, a wide range of contact channels, and knows a lot of information, so he certainly understands the consequences of meddling in the [White Feather Incident].

"Public opinion-oriented things can be more publicized!"

Free your hand and swipe through the void.

A flash of light and shadow passed by.

The watch makes a tinkling sound.

"The contents of the file have been decrypted, as for how to do it, I think you don't need to ask!"

Calling up the data catalog, ten lines at a glance, a cursory look, at the end of the document, I saw several red maple leaf seals, and I was shocked.

This is the high-level intelligence of the Ministry of Intelligence, and the content involved is extremely secretive, even if it is his current identity, he has only come into contact with three red maple documents since he joined the company.

Is it time for a new round of reform?

Seeing the solemn face of his subordinates, the middle-aged man looked very satisfied.

But he is not satisfied enough, because there are a lot of people in his own faction being targeted these days, and a little wind and grass will immediately ferment public opinion on the Internet, and then cause even greater shock.

It's like a powder keg connected together, one explodes, and even if the other few cut the explosive line, there is still a danger of being involved if they get closer.

In the era of the great universe, everything that is said must be checked!

This is both luck and misfortune!

"How's the investigation into the source of that anonymous letter?"

In late April last year, Xingyu, the largest radio station operator in the federal territory, received an urgent anonymous letter and an undisguised video of the explosion on White Feather Island, which eventually led to the full-scale outbreak of the [White Feather Incident].

The CEO of the federal technology giant 'Land Duck' Group was forced to step down, and all officials at the Saturn's outer ring testing station, regardless of their positions, were suspended for investigation.

The Ninth Fleet was no exception, firing hundreds of relevant personnel halfway, causing losses of at least more than 100 billion.

And this is caused by just an anonymous letter and a video.

The attitude of the world government is ambiguous, some high-level officials have made remarks in the social circle that "there must be sacrifices in all major events, and sacrifice for the great cause of mankind is a glorious thing", and there are also high-level officials who insist on the truth and restore the credibility of the world government, and some ignore them, and encounter them are "the incident does not belong to our company, and I hope that the families of the victims will ...... it......

This has also led to the fact that public opinion is constantly in turmoil, and even the [Ninth Fleet] and the [White Feather Incident] can be involved.

What the Ninth Fleet has mixed in with the members of the extremist organization, intending to snatch the newest star of Cetus and build a complete planet of independent life that belongs only to them.

The loss of contact with those three warships, the number of missing people is definitely more than thousands, and it must be that all personnel except extremist organizations have been stuffed into those three warships...... Starry Sky Exile!

"The source of information is only known to be from Mars, and as for more specific information, I don't have access to it!"

"Martian ......"

Somewhat dignified.

"Yes, after the outbreak of the White Feather Incident, the Space Information Agency established the [White Feather Group], and during the second half of 3251, the team sent law enforcement teams to Mars many times to investigate, and captured a lot of characters, including the existence of the peak of the middle sequence......"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, the existence of the middle sequence in the current register is basically from the major forces, and there are very few wild middle sequence powerhouses, so few that they are like rare protected animals.

The reason for this status quo is the world government's compulsory monopoly on the knowledge of life evolution, the lack of necessary materials, the lack of necessary knowledge, and the fact that a normal human wants to be promoted to a middle sequence powerhouse and break through the limits of human beings, basically relying on dreams!

So, is it to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys?

Or borrow a knife to kill?

“…… In addition, at the beginning of the year, the [White Feather Group] lost a law enforcement team, and it was said that the law enforcement team was attacked, and the attacker was Zhang Yi! ”

"Intelligence?"

"There is a video, but the possibility of counterfeiting is not ruled out!"

"Where did you get the video?"

"It's rumored to be a homeless man from Saturn, who picked up a monitor in a ruin and uploaded it to the Internet in the curtain......"

Fishing...... Or was it really an accident?

The middle-aged man's left index finger tapped lightly on the glass, falling into deep thought.

What is the impact of a person who should have disappeared or died reappearing in public?

Attracting attention in an attempt to obscure the progress of other plans?

Or, throw the bait out and fish?

"Regarding Zhang Yi's traces, you don't have to follow up anymore!"

The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, a confident smile appeared on his face, and said: "You just need to deal with his nephew, hehe, it's not so fun to get out of control, the political elders sitting on it, hehe, this time it's determined to reform!" ”

The short-haired youth was silent.

There are some things that you can listen to, but you can't, if you are wrong, you are wrong, and if you are wrong, there is no need to exist.

The middle-aged man raised his wine glass, took a sip, and looked at the bright night scene outside the window, feeling a little good.

After tasting the wine, the middle-aged man moved his gaze to the short-haired young man, and said gently: "Okay, there's nothing for you here, let's go down first, you'll be very busy recently, pay more attention!" ”

"Yes!"

The short-haired youth gave a military salute and strode out of the dining room.

The middle-aged man is still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass, looking at Beijing and tasting wine, indifferent and elegant.

About an hour later.

"Deputy Commander Li!"

A tall, blonde young man pushed the door open and smiled at the sight of a middle-aged man standing in front of the window.

The middle-aged man had already turned around when the white youth pushed the door, put the wine glass on the dining table beside him, and walked over to the white man, and after a polite hug, it was the evening greeting.

"Good evening, Major General Gadrore!"

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