The Supreme Court's declaration of the immediate repeal of the Patriot Act is like the sun dispelling the gloom for some federal citizens, and for others, it is more like the night covering the earth again.

The jubilant celebrations of the people did not happen in all cities, and in some places, angry Paburists walked up to Jiē's head and waved their fists in protest, and even the Supreme Court's respected official He ** even appeared on the Internet and in the media with extremely rare criticisms and doubts.

But at least on both sides of Rabbinic Boulevard, which was occupied by the silent march, around the crowded Supreme Court building, there was no clash of ideas or factions, and countless people jumped excitedly and shouted slogans to welcome their brave heroes.

The officials of the Joint Investigation Department, who were waiting outside the cordon with gloomy expressions, had already left in embarrassment amid the fierce boos and scolding of the people, the Patriot Act was repealed, and the federal government could no longer take coercive measures against the two journalists.

Editor-in-Chief Wood and Reporter Bob walked out to the deafening cheers of their hands and heads held high like heroes, and at the front of the crowd were their most familiar newspaper colleagues.

The reporters and editors of the Capital SAR newspaper looked at the editor-in-chief and Wood, who had not seen each other for many days, excited and sentimental, and some of the women wiped away the tears on their faces and forced themselves to squeeze out a happy smile.

Toris, Bob's full-time secretary, and the woman in her forties, with big, wavy pale blonde hair, sobbed and stepped forward and gave the editor-in-chief a warm hug with open arms, eliciting exaggerated laughter from everyone next to her and a strange smile on Wood's face.

With trembling fingers, she draped Bob's trench coat, and then she took a high-grade coarse tobacco from the box and carefully placed it in Bob's mouth.

Editor-in-chief Bob lit the coarse tobacco, took two puffs and handed it to Wood, who was beside him who was full of resentment, looked at the tear-stained face of his female secretary and smiled and said, "Don't cry, it will make people see jokes." ”

"Hmm. Toris responded with a crying voice, then wiped the tears from her face, naturally walked to his side and stopped, and asked seriously, "Return to the Society?"

Editor-in-Chief Bob and Reporter Wood subconsciously glanced at each other, then looked somewhere on the other side of Rabbi Boulevard, which was also extremely crowded and lively, and looked at the young councillor who was surrounded by reporters and the public.

Can the repeal of the Patriot Act represent the real zìyoú?

The noisy cheers of tens of thousands of people around him made the two middle-aged men, who were known as the conscience of the federal press, frown at the same time, thinking of the terrifying noise of the cells of the Joint Investigation Service, and remembering the dull time of captivity.

They have not yet obtained the real zìyoú, because they cannot return to the newspaper office and sit at the table to write editorials and do investigations, and once they leave this noisy sea of people that is completely inconsistent with the silent march, they are very likely to be assassinated, they will be in a car accident, they will be jumped off a building, they will be framed in some absurd criminal case, they will be mentally ill......

"Councilor Tai is well aware of the situation we are facing, so he has been silent since last night and has not said too much to us, knowing that we two guys who have been blinded as heroes must stay with him. ”

Editor-in-Chief Bob looked into the distance and said to Wood beside him.

"We're really helpful with the momentum of the Silent March now, and I don't mind helping them. Wood gripped his coarse tobacco and shrugged, "It's just that I hate being forced and feeling like I'm still in jail." ”

Editor-in-chief Bob said calmly: "Imprison the body but not the spirit, now that you and I can speak to the people, it is no longer a prison, and I also want to know about Councilor Tai...... Will it be the second Pabul president. ”

He turned his head to look at Wood, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You don't have to return to the society, pick up the pen, you can still take revenge on the society." ”

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In January of the 76th year of the Constitution, the snow fell and fell, and no one knew when the crystal snow would fall from the lead-gray clouds again, and only the cold wind continued to blow.

In the cold wind, Tai Zhiyuan's thin body looked extremely thin, his face became more and more pale, and the people around him couldn't help but worry a little about whether the young councillor would collapse after coughing again.

Journalists who ran the political line knew that Congressman Tai was not in good health, but no one in the press knew the real reason for his deterioration. However, for them, pity is the emotion of the fanatical public, but it is definitely not the emotion they should have for their interviewees, so they hold up the microphone and recorder and continue to ask questions without the slightest pause.

Tai Zhiyuan raised his hands and pressed down, signaling the crowd around him to be quieter, and then replied with a serious expression to the Post reporter in front of him: "Although Editor-in-Chief Bob and Reporter Wood have been freed from the ugly accusation of injustice and dishonor, zhèngfǔ must formally apologize and explain for this, but for the cruel and inhumane treatment suffered by the two during the interrogation by the Joint Investigation Department, zhèngfǔ must bear the relevant judicial responsibility." ”

The Post reporter asked: "Congressman, do you mean to pursue criminal responsibility?

"The Patriot Act has been repealed, and the Joint Investigation Department, which has dangerously high authority, has lost all reason for existence and must be disbanded immediately. ”

Tai's answer was simple and direct, and it was tough and powerful.

A male reporter squeezed to the front of the crowd and asked loudly with a voice recorder in his hand: "Last night, during the silent march to Huì, the former seven groups of officers Da Vinci appeared on the podium and declared that he was being persecuted. However, according to the military investigation, the officer escaped after killing his comrades on the front line of the planet Mohuā, and there are relevant videos, as well as many officers and soldiers of the New 11th Division, which can confirm that this person once colluded with Imperial soldiers. ”

"This man, Da Vinci, has been identified as a rebel. ”

"How are you going to explain this matter to let a rebel officer viciously attack the federal soldiers who are still fighting bloody battles on the front line at the scene of Jihuì, and shamelessly frame the federation zhèngfǔ in an attempt to clear his own sin?"

The reporters present were well aware that the man was reading a Tribune close to Pabur, but they were also curious to know how Tai would answer.

The Tribune reporter did not end his sharp question, and continued to throw out a fierce question: "According to the Choral Bureau, what does the Imperial side want to do when a spy of the Empire has infiltrated the Federal Federation and the political turmoil is turbulent?"

"You and your yóuxíng troops have seriously interfered with the operation of zhèngfǔ and caused great harm to the front-line warfare, is there anything that is in between the rebel officer named Da Vinci, the repeal of the Patriot Act, the Imperials, and this silent march?"

In the context of this war, any factor involving the empire will become sensitive and dangerous, and hearing this reporter's question, the crowd suddenly fell silent, and countless pairs of eyes fell on Tai Zhiyuan's face.

Tai Zhiyuan squinted slightly, staring at the reporter with a slightly cold gaze, and found that the other party did not flinch, but with a certain provocative look, vaguely guessing that zhèngfǔ was looking for the right time to publicize his friendship with the imperial prince Xu Le as the most powerful countermeasure.

"Da Vinci is a rebel?"

Tai Zhiyuan stared coldly at the other party, and his voice became sharper and tougher: "Then is he a rebel who has been fighting on the front line for four years, or a rebel whose legs have been blown off and will be disabled for life?"

Without waiting for the Tribune reporter to refute, Tai Zhiyuan squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a chill: "I am a glorious federal veteran, and I have not only held a pen in my hand like you, but also qiāng." ”

"I'm not hiding in the safety of the capital, sitting on a couch with a pen in my hand, killing imaginary Imperial soldiers, and loving some of the Federation. ”

Tai Zhiyuan looked at the reporter with an extremely ugly expression, and said word by word:

"I have been on the front line, I have resisted the invasion of the Empire with the qiāng weapons and bullets in my hands, and I have killed countless Imperial people who rushed in front of me.

"Those cruel and barbaric Imperial soldiers are not imaginary images that only exist in the minds of people like you, but real existence!"

"So what exactly do the Imperials want to do in that question, you should ask the Imperials, not me. ”

"If you and your newspaper try to connect me with the people of the Empire and insult the dignity and glory of a veteran officer of the Federation, I will not hesitate to open my eyes to you as I did with the people of the Empire!"

The Tribune reporter looked at the thin young congressman in shock, a little overwhelmed by the other party's sudden momentum, and subconsciously waved his arms and shouted to his colleagues around him: "He is threatening me! Have you seen it? A congressman actually used threats to confront the news!"

He thought that words like news and threats would easily provoke the emotions of the reporters in the week, but he didn't expect to get only a nonchalant and mocking gaze.

Because he didn't understand that since he and his newspaper dared to insinuate Tai Zhiyuan with such a name of righteousness that was too sensitive to touch, then Tai Zhiyuan could naturally use this name of righteousness to make the most sonorous and even brutal counterattack.

"As for your statement that the federal political situation is chaotic and that the Empire will take advantage of it to accuse the people of the silent march of affecting the fighting on the front, I would like to give the following official answer. ”

The young councillor in the cold wind looked at the microphone and recorder in front of him and said solemnly: "If you believe Major Da Vinci's accusations......

"Then you should understand that these things done by the Federation and some high-ranking military generals on the planet Mohuā are not crowding, suppressing, or purging, and opening black qiāng behind the officers and soldiers of the brave and fearless troops who fought bloodily, this is a bloody murder!"

"Here, I would like to ask all the people of the Federation to think about who is the real deadly threat to the current Federation between such zhèngfǔ and imperial people!"

The crowd fell silent.

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