Shennong, Who Returned From Xiu Xian

Chapter 485 Sincerity

There was a trace of cold sweat on Beard's forehead. On the one hand, it came from the oppression of the opponent's aura, and on the other hand, it came from his inner thoughts, or the mission he shouldered.

"Mr. Tang, I don't know your injury...do you want me to send someone to invite a professional doctor to treat you?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Tang Fang's right arm.

The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up for about half an inch. No matter how tricky the sunlight from the window was, it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Beard's answer was irrelevant, but people couldn't make sense of it, because he was very polite. After all, Captain Tang was also a sick man, and he never felt good when he was shot.

Tang Fang was laughing, the smile was so cold that the sunlight couldn't melt it.

He slowly pulled up the somewhat baggy shirt, exposing the wound on his right arm, which was wrapped with a circle of white fine gauze, as white as a cloud, not even a trace of blood could be seen.

"Thank you, District Chief, for your kindness. It's just a gunshot wound, so nothing to worry about."

With a slight movement, with a light flick, the sleeves slid off like smooth silk, wrapping the arms again.

Beard's dilated pupils shrank to the center, and the smile froze on his face, even the new tea on Claire's table couldn't melt.

The sneer on Tang Fang's face was in stark contrast to the steaming tea.

He knew what Beard was thinking, so he was not stingy with his contempt, not only for the district mayor, but also for Mr. President who was far away in "Heisenberg".

The veins next to Beard's temple trembled slightly, and the muscles on his left face pulled up a few times, and the already stiff and cold smile came alive again, lingering on his last breath.

The fragrance of tea permeates the living room, blending with the fragrance of flowers, exuding a unique atmosphere, like a constantly changing kaleidoscope of taste, sometimes strong. Sometimes sweet and refreshing, sometimes mellow, sometimes clear.

Tang Fang looked towards the window sill. Wu Seika looks like a shy girl, lowering her head slightly. Ren Yangguang covered with colorful long hair, as if it was a clone of Charlotte, sitting on the window sill and kicking his feet.

Beard became a little dull, holding a white porcelain cup to his mouth, dipping his upper lip in the golden tea, he was thinking about what to say, or... how to make a choice.

In terms of communicating with Captain Tang, it is obvious that the District Chief is not as good as Earl Marlowe. This may be because of his birth, one is pampered, born superior, and has developed a decisive and crisp style of doing things, one is born in a commoner,

After working hard in the officialdom for many years before ascending to the throne of district chief, it is inevitable to act with hesitation.

The question Tang Fang asked just now has already been answered. The assassin came from the "Red Martyrs Party". As for the mastermind behind the scenes, it is not someone else. It is Conor Carter, the nephew of Congressman O'Neill.

It is actually very easy to use state machinery to pursue a case, especially if there is no political resistance.

Adam Oliver was very upset and ordered Conor to be "invited" from his apartment to the headquarters of the Union Bureau of Investigation overnight.

Mr. President has no choice. He knew very well that Tang Fang asked the government to track down the murderer, but he didn't really want to dig out the person behind the plot of the assassination, but wanted to see the sincerity of the government and give him a blow.

Even if the real culprit is just a street gangster, the government must find a high-ranking scapegoat to win Captain Tang's approval.

In other words, he, Adam Oliver --- President of the Covenant. You must give in to Captain Tang.

Admittedly, this is arrogant. Very excessive, very bullying. He lost the dignity of Mr. President, but he had no choice but to compromise and admit cowardice. After being slapped on the left cheek by Captain Tang, he happily sent the right cheek to him, and said with a smile like a clown: "Master, you use your strength!" A little bit, but it can be pumped up, let the audience listen to it too, and have fun together."

However, the case report of the "Babylon" Alliance Investigation Bureau made this matter even more turbulent. When the detectives investigating the incident were inspecting the tool of the murder --- the "Bolide" pistol, they detected To the presence of the radioactive substance "Polonium".

This fully illustrates one thing. Even if the bullet misses the point, Captain Tang's life has already entered a countdown state. If he actively cooperates with the treatment at that time, he may be able to live for a while longer. Returning to "Venice", after such a long period of exposure, ordinary people want to survive? That is simply wishful thinking.

As a result, Adam Oliver and his think tanks began to struggle. Some people believed that if Captain Tang died, it would definitely intensify the political storm. As long as the Republican Party pushes hard, the building will be destroyed. It is very likely that it will collapse.

Some people think that this is both a crisis and an opportunity. Why not take advantage of Captain Tang's death and make a trick, such as inciting those demonstrators to do something "excessive" and embellished with "frontier crisis". In this season, how many people still remember Tang Fang?

Launching a homeland defense war is the best way to divert attention and hatred.

Human beings have always only had a three-minute enthusiasm for things that have little to do with themselves, and...as long as public opinion is handled properly, it can easily become a tool that can be used by others.

From a scientific point of view, there are no gods in this world, but from a social point of view, gods have never left. In imperial countries like Sulu and Monya, their gods are the royal family. In the Charles Federation, the Star Alliance In such a parliamentary country, their god is the government.

God can manipulate human thoughts, God can make people rich overnight with boundless magic power, God can enslave human beings, God can decide the death of millions of people with one thought...

In the Star Alliance, those people in the parliament, the current government, the big capitalists, the political family... These people standing at the top of the pyramid are united to form an invisible but intangible but inaudible world. The real "god" is fooling, exploiting, and enslaving the low-level civilians every day.

It does what a devil would do, but it is covered with a golden yellow that only sunlight can have. At its feet is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but it has a bright halo on its head and speaks words of pity for the world.

One after another illusory dreams, illusory emotions, and illusory culture are woven with lies.

It makes people believe in it, love it, and support it.

It's really dirty.

The so-called god is actually more hypocritical than the devil.

Adam Oliver gave Peter Passy an order overnight. The content is very simple, test Captain Tang and see if there is any problem with his body. Then make a plan.

He was scared, he was really scared. It's not because he's afraid that Captain Tang Ga Beng'er will die, but because this kid is too amazing, like a fit Vajra gourd baby, he can always bring "surprises" to others, terrible "surprises".

He is a smart person, so this time, he will not listen to the bullshit opinions of those guys in the think tank who think that Zhuge Kongming is possessed and can strategize and win thousands of miles.

then. Then there was the scene just now.

"Can I use the bathroom?"

Beard didn't drink much tea, but suddenly said such a sentence.

Claire was a little surprised. She felt that the District Chief was really pitiful. Captain Tang had caused neurosis. When she saw a teacup, she felt anxious to urinate. Did she have to take off her pants to make it easier when she saw the toilet?

She wiped the apron, turned around and walked to the kitchen. Before the dried bamboo shoots were finished, she also had to deal with the mandarin fish.

Tang Fang pointed to the bathroom diagonally opposite, and Peter thanked him. Get up and go.

The two attendants sat on two rattan chairs not far away, looking at Captain Tang, trying to put on a fierce look. That makes them like two dogs, the one that doesn't bark and the one that bites.

Halfway through drinking the tea, Captain Tang heard a scream, the voice was a bit rough, it didn't last long, it should be a man.

He looked towards the bathroom, and the two attendants also looked towards the bathroom.

With a little effort, the door opened. Beard came out with a sullen face, as if someone had raped him.

There was a faint sound coming from the slowly closed door. "What's your name? You still have the guts to call me when you come to pee in my room."

The 2 followers were stunned.

Beard walked a little unnaturally. If you distinguish carefully, you can see a shadow running under the crotch, not long, but very conspicuous.

Tang Fang put down his teacup and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, it was my fault. I forgot that there was a philosopher in the bathroom who was exploring the nature of human behavior."

Beard felt that it was not an apology, but a sprinkle of salt in his heart.

He sat back on the sofa again, looking at the teacup in front of him as if he was killing his father and enemy.

"Please turn on the multimedia TV and switch the channel to the 'Star Alliance International' channel." After 10 minutes, he spit out a sentence.

Tang Fang picked up the pda that Freya had left in the gap between the sofa cushions, slid the touchpad, and turned on the TV as promised.

On the screen, a white reporter with a microphone in his hand is interviewing the investigators in the waiting room of the "Sky Garden" Alliance Investigation Bureau. While facing the camera, the deputy director Saker Renault announced the identity of the assassin, along with the name and identity of the mastermind behind the scenes. Also disclosed to the media.

Conor? Carter ------ Star Alliance Executive Councilor O'Neills? Carter's nephew.

The assassin came from the "Red Martyr Party" of the evil forces of the Star Alliance. The murderer was initially identified as Conor. As for whether his uncle ordered him to do this, further investigation is still needed.

This interview video ended, the screen changed, and the scene shifted to the Reinhardt Palace of the "Duma" star system "Heisenberg".

Adam Oliver with a tired face appeared in front of the camera. He first reprimanded Conor for his despicable behavior, and then expressed his condolences to Captain Tang on behalf of the current government, and apologized for the "Al Casey" incident by the way.

Although the insidious proposal came from O'Neill, as the president of the Covenant Alliance, he has an unshirkable responsibility. For this reason, he is negotiating with congressional representatives, planning to resign from the presidency and restart the general election process.

This time he was very smart and didn't play any tricks. In the end, he confessed that he was a sinner, ashamed of the trust of the Star Alliance people in him, and left the podium after bowing deeply.

The picture changed again, from the Reinhardt Palace to the gate of the Star Alliance Congress, with white hair, as if O'Neill, who had aged ten years overnight, squeezed out of the crowd under the escort of the agents of the Alliance Investigation Bureau.

Followed by Joseph Williams, facing the reporter's question, he said calmly: "Mr. O'Neill has resigned from Congress as a standing member."

The atmosphere at the scene froze, and the reporter group was speechless for a moment.

You must know that O’Neill is not an ordinary member of Congress. His family background can be traced back to the era of the disintegration of the Interstellar Federation. The "Babylon" incident actually made him take the blame and resign? Even if the person who hired the murderer was Conor, it doesn't necessarily mean that the assassination was related to him, right? Also... Although the "kidnapping plan" is O'Neill's proposal, if those old guys in Congress disagree. If Adam Oliver does not approve, how can it be implemented smoothly?

Judging from the current situation, there is no need for him to resign. Because this was originally a group crime, if you really want to be held accountable. None of those people in Congress can escape.

No one knew that all of this was just to please Captain Tang, to express the "sincerity" he demanded, in order to facilitate that deal.

Adam Oliver had no choice, and the Liberals had no choice either.

A mere Conor Carter is naturally not enough. If O'Neill is added, it must be able to calm Captain Tang's anger temporarily. As long as he does not meet with the Republicans, the matter may turn around.

"He can force a country's government to this level. He is also considered unprecedented, and there will be no one to come after."

Peter Passy looked at O'Neill who seemed to have lost his soul on the screen, and felt infinite emotion in his heart.

Clement died, Conan died, Horace died, Benedict died, Conor was accused of hiring a murderer, O'Neill resigned, all because of the young man opposite .

There is another thing that is even more strange to him. Countless people in the pier corridor witnessed him being shot in the right arm by an assassin yesterday. It doesn't make sense why people survived exposure to extremely high doses of radioactive elements without any damage.

With this in mind. Beard shook his head, sighed deeply, and thought to himself, which of all the things that happened around this kid is reasonable? This may be the reason why he couldn't keep calm in front of Captain Tang.

"Now you should be satisfied."

There was not much water in the white porcelain cup in front of Tang Fang, and the slender tea leaves were layered on the bottom of the cup, like thick water plants.

"Well, it's okay."

He swallowed the tea in his mouth, squeezed a piece of rice cake stuffed with lotus seed paste into his mouth, and said, "The pastry chefs in 'Venice' are pretty good. Don't you want to try it?"

The corners of Peter's mouth twitched twice, as if out of breath. It's like a cramp again.

Tang Fang stood up and straightened his attire. Facing the busy figure in the kitchen, he said, "Claire, cook less at noon, Mr. Beard wants to treat me to dinner."

"Ah?" Claire came out with a knife, thin sweat sticking to her temples, and said aggrievedly: "I made stewed chicken with dried bamboo shoots, and I intend to replenish your vitality."

"Then let it simmer on the fire first, and drink it when I come back." After receiving the military uniform from the girl, which smelled like laundry detergent, he said to Peter who was dazed on the sofa, "Maybe you want to sit here for as long as you want?" sunset?"

"Remember to ask Mr. District Chief for a few bottles of high-quality wine. I plan to cook you a mussel dinner tonight." Claire smoothed the wrinkles on his shoulders, stood a little farther away, looked up and down for a moment, and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, after eating Chinese food for so long, it's good to have a change of taste."

As Tang Fang walked towards the door, he said with a smile, "Tell them not to go out if they have nothing to do. I will come back as soon as possible."

Claire gave a soft "um", like a gentle full-time wife.

Beard had already got up from the sofa, with unconcealable excitement rippling between his brows.

The window on the other side of the living room was open, and a gust of drafts blew through, driving his straight trousers, there were a few stains on them, which were more eye-catching than his smile.

After all, humans are much smarter than animals, and the two attendants didn't run over to sniff some unwanted smell on their master like loyal dogs, which made Beard a little less embarrassed.

Pushing open the door and walking out, a group of 4 people walked along the bluestone road. Claire watched them go away before returning to the small courtyard and gently pulling up the fence.

Some reporters were sitting in the rest area of ​​the hotel lobby. When they saw 4 people coming out from behind, they huffed and surrounded them.

This was the second time that Beard came to "Venice" and successfully entered the villa where Captain Tang lived. However, the Republicans kept refusing to accept the door. Reminiscent of the series of abnormal actions of the Adam government just now, it is inevitable to make people imagine.

"Mr. Tang, can I hold you up for a few minutes?"

"Mr. Tang, what do you think of President Adam's apology?"

"Mr. Tang, I heard that you refused Barnard Baker's many requests to see him, but now he appears with Mayor Beard. Does this mean that you don't intend to hold the government accountable?"

"..."

Tang Fang hugged his right arm, with a pained expression, and intentionally or unintentionally turned sideways to avoid the bustling crowd.

On the left side, a few strong men squeezed out and maintained order with the hotel security. It seemed that they were government agents arranged by Beard.

The distance from the rest area to the front door of the hotel is not very far, only about a dozen meters apart. When the two of them walked through the front hall and were about to go out, the reporters who hadn't asked a word from Tang Fang were in a hurry.

A chubby Asian reporter with sweat on his face and neck shouted loudly: "Mr. Tang, we have been standing here all day and night. We have worked hard without credit. Please say something."

Tang Fang withdrew his right foot when he stepped out of the door, turned his head slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Excellency, District Chief, wants to invite you to dinner, so you can't shame him. President Adam has already done that. If I serve him again Putting on airs, wouldn't people poke my spine and scold me for not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth? "Morning Star Foundry" still has a foothold in the territory of the Star Alliance. As the person in charge of the company, I have to think about the livelihood of my employees. Live by yourself. This society is very realistic, and if you want to get something, you must learn to sacrifice."

"Look, I'm not a hero, I'm just like you, but there's only one leaf in the ocean, I can't control the ups and downs of the ocean."

This sentence is very long, and the volume is a bit low. In the noisy interview scene, it is like the whispering of gull swallows in a storm, which is in danger of being drowned by waves and thunder at any time. (to be continued)

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