At the end of June and the beginning of July, the students of Qiuyu University and the students of the other two top colleges and universities ushered in a pleasant summer vacation, and the flow of people in the university town increased a lot in an instant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The weather is a little stuffy, but it will not affect people's happy mood, and it happens that it is a weekend, and some office workers also end their week's work with happiness and release themselves.

Early on Sunday morning, Liu Xiaoyu crawled out of the room wearing pink sleepiness and began to brush her teeth and wash up, but she felt that there was something strange about today.

What's going on? Liu Xiaoyu tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly found that the figure who would sit on the sofa every morning was gone. walked to the door of Su Zhu's room and knocked on it, but there was no response.

He doesn't usually sleep lazy, does he? Liu Xiaoyu thought so, pushed open the door, and looked around.

There was no one in the room, but on the table, there was a note prominently placed.

"I'm sorry, goodbye, no."

The meaning of the three words was obvious and vague, and there seemed to be a very strange and anxious atmosphere in the air, and even the emerald green leaves outside the window began to curl slightly.

"What do you mean?" Liu Xiaoyu muttered to herself, she didn't know what was going on, but the words themselves represented something uneasy, and her heart couldn't help but feel anxious.

This is obviously saying goodbye, but when did Su Zhu have the habit of saying goodbye? In other words, since Su Zhu said goodbye so solemnly, and used the word "gone", it can always remind people of some bad things.

woke up Wang Yan, who was still asleep, and Liu Xiaoyu rushed to the door of Tong Qianjian's room, but surprisingly, there was no one in the room.

Tong Qianjiao and Su Zhu are gone, so, what did they do? Liu Xiaoyu didn't understand, and Wang Yan also fell silent after asking about the situation.

AT14 was still quietly dealing with hygiene in the room, and its electronic research silently swept over the two helpless girls, and sighed softly in his heart.

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The state of Zerada is the political, economic and cultural center of the capital star, and its status is irreplaceable. Next to the People's Square, which makes people feel solemn and solemn, is the House of Parliament, a building with a classical shape and a palace-like shape.

The whole building is full of a historical atmosphere, there are many reliefs on the white marble pillars next to it, and the carvings on it record the history of the Dharan Federation in a patterned way.

Tomorrow is the memorial meeting of Marshal Kalen, and all the important figures in the military and political circles need to attend, so naturally the preparations are extremely busy. The bigwigs have to come from all parts of the Federation, and there are many things to deal with, although tomorrow has not yet arrived, but standing in the People's Square, you can see some hurried staff walking around, debugging all kinds of equipment.

Marshal Kalian died without a body. If it weren't for the war correspondent's video, which clearly captured the scene of the marshal's heart being pierced, many people might think that the marshal was not dead, he was still alive. After discovering that the body was missing, the federal military had spent a lot of effort searching for it, but to no avail.

Later, the mystery of Marshal Kalian's body became a legend, and it was even deified in some places, described as the reincarnation of a god or something, which made people fall through their glasses.

The body is gone, and the Federation has set up a task force, but how can this be recovered? I don't have a clue at all. As a result, the memorial meeting was delayed for a long time, and it still had to be held.

In a small attic in the south corner of People's Square, Su Zhu stood quietly, standing on a verdant balcony covered by creepers.

The scenery here is very good, and people from outside will not notice him, but he can clearly see the People's Square, some monuments and other things on the square, and the relief wall of the previous national leaders, I believe that in the near future, Cohen's relief will also appear there.

Soldiers and police were already in place, a large number of police officers were haunting the corners of People's Square, and some government agents appeared in various rooms of the surrounding apartments, preparing for what might happen tomorrow.

The defense is much higher than expected, and it can even be said to be a terrifying horse. It's clear that President Cohen knows what's going to happen tomorrow, so he's doing everything he can to protect himself.

The mechs will arrive tomorrow, and the SOD Adepts, the Secret Service members, and the Chris Consortium, which has been working with the federal government, are all getting ready.

Although Mr. President did not explain the situation, his meaning was clear.

There's a shocking drama tomorrow.

Because Cohen didn't want to die, he tried to mobilize all the resources he could.

He was a man who cherished his life.

He spared his life more than anyone else.

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It was getting dark, and Su Zhu had dinner in the small attic. There was no one else in this attic, it was temporarily rented to him by Evil Moon. Most of the surrounding apartments are full of federal government eyeliners, but this place is a loophole.

Thinking of what he had to do tomorrow, even Su Zhu couldn't help but get nervous.

After Marshal Kalian's death, Cohen skillfully used the old marshal's death to arouse the anger of the people of the Federation against the rebels, and everyone believed that the rebels killed Marshal Kalian, in a sense, there was nothing wrong.

The military without Marshal Kalian now needs to listen to Cohen, which is a good thing for Cohen himself.

But whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, it is a small matter compared to the head on one's own neck.

Tomorrow, President Cohen will be here.

Su Zhu wanted to kill him, surrounded by countless people.

It should be a fantasy for anyone, but he can do it, at least that's what he thinks.

Time passed, and there was no trace, from early morning to afternoon, and then to evening.

When night falls, People's Square is brightly lit, and the dazzling lights almost make the sky turn into day.

There were many people, and some of the great men appeared at the door of the House of Parliament, and walked up the long white marble staircase to the magnificent but not solemn gate.

Police cars, soldiers, snipers in various positions, and secretly so-called secret units.

Well-dressed parliamentarians, government officials, military bigwigs, they began to appear, and then they entered the House of Parliament.

Su Zhu was wearing a black trench coat and covered his face with a black sunglasses, and he walked down the stairs to the downstairs, looking at the crowd around him.

The common people would gather here, and they would come spontaneously to mourn Marshal Kalian.

You can vaguely hear someone denouncing the rebels for killing Marshal Kalian, and some sad self-muttering can be heard from time to time in the surrounding crowd.

The police cars around the People's Square were already crowded, and the police did not know why they were dispatching such a large battle, and it was a bit unbelievable that the army and the police system were attacking at the same time, but they still quietly carried out the order and maintained law and order.

In the apartments near People's Square, in various dark corners, snipers swept their scopes into every corner as far as the eye could see, guarding against any danger.

In the crowd, there were some young men and women, dressed in fashionable clothes, dressed in different ways, but invariably, they all swept their sharp gaze over everyone around them, as if searching for something.

Su Zhu passed the crowd calmly, he walked quietly and silently, step by step in the direction of the parliament house, and no one noticed him.

This drama is being performed.