Xu Le didn't make any guarantees about the worry in Zhang Xiaohu's eyes, and calmly turned to another serious and important topic: "The power over there seems to be even more powerful than I imagined, and there are some problems with my connection with the official residence. However, according to my judgment, Mr. President has given enough information in substance these days, so I think I can do something concrete without meeting. "Mr. Pabur's moral character is impeccable, but are you so sure that he is deliberately sending a message to you, rather than that he has been fully mastered?"

"No one, not even a soldier with a strong gun, can completely control a federal president. Besides, Mr. Pabur is ...... How could Shi Gongzi and my president, who had been soldiers and were not political naïves, behave so badly? In my opinion, what Mr. President needs now is for the government to make a strong enough voice to help him poke through the layer of window paper that he is inconvenient to poke with his fingers, or to give him an excuse to poke the window paper. ”

"It seems that you have been reading Schiller's novels a lot in recent years, and the classical language of window paper is very skillful. Zhang Xiaowei looked at him with a smile and said, "Since you have confidence, I won't say anything more, I wish you good luck." "Thank you. Xu Le hugged her sincerely, and then prepared to leave.

Under the dark street lamp of Rain Alley, Zhang Xiaomeng looked at his face, and suddenly said, "When you go to pick up Shi Qinghai, help me give him a sentence." I think he's the best spy and the best fighter. "By all means. Xu Lexuan removed the raindrops from his face and replied with a smile: "Although he has always disliked you, he should like you very much."

Walking out of the rainy alley, shaking hands and climbing over the railing, walking around the three big locust trees to the west, wiping the little girl who sold umbrellas, the two gently hugged goodbye, and then walked to different subway entrances.

A few minutes later, Xu Le, with wet hair, walked out of the subway entrance of the East Fourth District of the Capital Special Administrative Region, stepped onto the dark green military vehicle that had been waiting for a long time, and sat in the spacious rear compartment thoughtfully.

Immediately after the Parliament Hill incident, the enraged federal government and parliament set up a high-level commission of inquiry, and three temporary teams were formed to take charge of this special project.

Because Shi Qinghai was once a senior official of the FBI, especially when it was later discovered that he had used the FBI's resources and network countless times during the past four years, the special task force excluded the FBI and worked in a tripartite collaboration between the National Police Headquarters, the Department of Justice, and the Department of Defense.

The task force is scattered among many buildings in the HZC, including the police station building on Aspard Street. The building doesn't take on the most important investigative tasks, but it is responsible for guarding and prosecuting a lot of evidence related to the case, so even after nightfall, there are still many officers and officers working overtime or tiring vigils.

There were two high-backed chairs outside the cold storage, and a fat police officer spread his body into a thick cake and sat on the chair, grumbling with his companion that his boss couldn't hear.

"I was going to have a drink in the tavern tonight, but who knew I would have to work overtime on an impromptu basis, and sometimes when I think of the mixture of alcohol and water that has left me, I would be so angry that I want to drag the dead man in the room up and beat him. ”

His companion, an old policeman with gray hair, sneered slightly: "That guy in the room is not a character that you and I dare to fight. Don't be angry, that guy killed the vice president of the Federation, of course, very important, you have to watch it well. ”

"What's there to see?" said the fat cop mockingly, "The bosses always thought that something as crazy as Capitol Hill could not have been done by one person, and thought that he had an accomplice, so they were worried that something would go wrong." But in fact, not a single accomplice has been identified, and this madman has really broken into Capitol Hill alone!"

The old policeman smiled, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes revealed a trace of emotion: "Don't talk about accomplices, for so many days, I haven't found any relatives and relatives who came to collect his body for him." ”

The fat policeman waved his chubby fingers, pointed to the plastic steel door behind his head, and said in a low voice: "I heard that guy's parents have died a long time ago." As for the other relatives...... Please, he is now a criminal who murdered the vice president of the Federation and the gentlemen of parliament, what is it if he is not a traitor? Even if he is dead, don't think about being clean, the people in the Federation are scolding him more than once, even if he really has relatives and friends, where dare to come and see him at this time?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a low but powerful roar of engines, a clear sound of brakes, and then a series of hurried but absolutely non-noisy footsteps, which were the shocking footsteps of many pairs of hard-soled military boots stepping on the old wooden stairs of the police station building at the same time.

The fat policeman and the old policeman looked at each other a little puzzledly, then slowly stood up, and at the same time touched the pouch of the gun on his waist with his right hand.

At the end of the corridor, a group of soldiers walked over with a young officer in their arms, the young officer looked a little familiar, and the atmosphere of the crowd was particularly serious, because their expressions were very serious.

Before walking to the warehouse, the burly man in the crowd raised his arm like a steel bind, pointed behind the two stunned policemen, and whispered to the young officer, "The master is inside."

When Xu Le was about to walk into the cold storage to see the man for the last time, the two policemen who were full of complaints but were still loyal to their duties finally reacted, and the fat policeman looked at the group of soldiers in front of him uneasily and vigilantly, his fingers silently picked up the hidden buckle of the gun bag, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I can't let you in." ”

Gu Xifeng stood behind Xu Le, and said with a smile on his face: "According to the relevant federal laws and government regulations, if the case has been reported with complete evidence, then the deceased criminal suspect can be handed over to the rights claimant." The young man lying in the freezer behind you has no relatives and friends, so we are here today to assert his posthumous civil rights. ”

The two policemen looked at each other, thinking of what they had just said, some did not react, and after a while, the fat policeman shook his head and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about, I ask you to retreat immediately, no one will agree to your ridiculous request." Xu Le lowered his head slightly, then raised his right foot and walked forward.

The two policemen tried to pull their guns, but they were extremely horrified to find that at some point, two thick and round cold barrels had silently pressed against their whiskers.

Xu Le didn't pay attention to the policeman's instantly pale face, directly pushed open the door of the cold storage, and then accurately found the location in the freezer on the three walls.

Without any hesitation or sad pause, he pulled open the freezer, pulled open the seal on the bag, and waved his hand after confirming that there was nothing wrong, signaling the team to hurry up and get this guy out.

He looked at the pale and quiet face in the bag, his eyes narrowed, his lips pursed slightly, and he said with a low smile: "Let's change places, it's too cold here, and it's about to die of cold."