In the late autumn of the 75th year of the Constitutional Calendar, the cold wind gradually rose in the capital area, and although the first snow was not ushered in for a long time, the low temperature outside had begun to apply frost on the glass windows of the building.

The slightest sound of electricity starting, and the automatic heating device below was activated, and it only took a few seconds for the glass window like a woman wearing a mask to become clear.

The flat evergreen meadows and dead leaves rolling in the autumn breeze create a sense of life's tenacity and decay, slowly seeping into the official body through the dark and calm face on the glass.

President Pabur looked at the scenery outside the window in silence, and suddenly said: "Where has the procession gone?"

"Just entered the territory of Southern Science and Technology. ”

Mr. Brin, director of the president's office, glanced at the electronic notepad in his hand and replied calmly: "The officials sent to the headquarters of the three major industrial trade unions of S2 have been working for nearly a week, and according to their judgment, nearly sixty percent of the ordinary workers still firmly support you, but most of the leaders of the three major trade unions have been bought by Mo Chou Houshan. ”

"This is the personal behavior of Councilor Tai Zhiyuan, don't connect it with Mochou Houshan. ”

President Pabur turned around slowly, leaned on the windowsill with his body extremely relaxed, and said calmly: "The refusal to inherit the crystal mine consortium is naturally the largest bribery operation in the history of the Federation, but what will that lady think? ”

Director Brin smiled slightly, stood respectfully behind Mr. President, and handed over the electronic notepad in his hand.

What would Mrs. Tai think? The people who were qualified to discuss matters in the office of the President Tai Zhiyuan had learned through the most reliable channel a few months ago that the news that Mrs. Tai's furious destruction of the entire kitchen had made this lady who was accustomed to seeing the picturesque country become so out of shape, and one could imagine how Tai Zhiyuan's decision had dealt a heavy blow to her.

"The ambush battle in the Strait of the Ink Flower Planet has achieved the greatest victory, even if Shaoqing is not on the front line, the gift he left for Her Royal Highness the princess still plays a role, it is really a rare talent. ”

A steady voice sounded in the corner of the oval office, and it turned out that General Lee Jae-do had been sitting silently in the shadows, never speaking.

"When will Shaoqing come back?"

President Pabul asked, picking up the coffee on the table and looking at his old companion.

"The fleet has completed the space jump, and there are still three weeks to go. Lee Jae-do replied.

President Pabul took a thoughtful sip of his black coffee, his dark brows furrowed slightly, and then gradually relaxed, he was not worried about the big parade called the Silent March, he had enough experience and response to the civil rights movement.

In the parliamentary elections two years ago, candidates from the Pabul faction won multiple seats, and now the bills are being passed one by one according to the design of the year, and as long as Du Shaoqing returns to the capital star circle with the great military power, those bills and regulations will be passed faster, and more importantly, they will bring him more glory and prestige.

The noose around the necks of the seven families has become tighter and tighter, all the movements in the back mountain are in sight, all the situation is under control, President Pabur turned to look out the window at the late autumn slaughter, a hint of indifference appeared on his dark face, knowing that he only needs to wait for a suitable time to pass the law on the re-election of the president in wartime, and be president for another five years, then he will definitely be able to advance the cause in the tavern to the end.

But why do you always feel that some shadows cannot be dissipated in your heart? President Pabur frowned slightly, put down his coffee cup a little unapprehably, and then heard a soft tick on the table.

Picking up the electronic notepad and looking at the latest news reports launched on it, the expression on his face became heavier and heavier, and his dark skin gradually became depressed, until finally it turned into a cloud of lead that seemed to be dripping, making people dare not look directly.

With a snap, Pabur slapped the table hard, stared at Director Brin and said angrily, "Have you read today's capital newspaper?"

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The Capital District newspaper, which has a very high status in the hearts of the people of the Federation, was temporarily suspended three years ago because of a fire, and after the resumption of publication, it seems that the newspaper has lost its keen observation power and the most scarce objective position of journalists, and has become almost equal to those media who are busy covering the front-line war all day but are reluctant to mention the internal affairs of the Federation.

It wasn't until a certain rì in the late autumn of the 75th year of the Xian calendar that the Capital District newspaper used a special issue to announce its real resumption of publication to the entire federation, and the editor-in-chief Bob and Wood reporter, who had already won two Nebula Awards, once again stood in front of the public and unfearlessly opened a corner of the dark curtain.

The headline of this special issue was sensational: "The Gravediggers of the Commonwealth."

Who are the Commonwealth's gravediggers? the Seven Masters who have been hidden in the dark history for thousands of years and are now infamous? The Imperial people on the other side of the Gary Corridor who are as ferocious as beasts and vowing to destroy the Federation? Or are the infected rats that the Federal HTD Bureau cleans up and completely exterminates?

No, the answer provided by the ICE newspaper to the entire federation was unexpected and shook everyone's nerves, because they believed that the gravediggers of the federation were none other than President Pabul, who still enjoys great prestige, and the federal government under his leadership.

This special issue devotes four pages to help the people of the Federation go back to that time and space a few years ago, recalling the big explosion that has gradually been forgotten by people, the commander-in-chief of the Xilin Military Region Zhong Shouhu and his wife who died in the explosion, and thousands of federal officers and soldiers.

As the writer, Reporter Wood gave up his best sharp and ruthless pen style this time, and just calmly used twenty-three pictures, calm brushstrokes that seemed to have no emotion, boring but thrilling exposition of events, and the big relationship tree diagram on the front of the special issue, to tell all readers:

Colonel Lake, a former colonel of the Xilin Military Region, provided the precise route map and time node of the Gu Zhong's return to the former colonel officer of the Iron Seventh Division of the Second Military Region, and Colonel Ximen Jin provided this information to the Imperial Ghost Fleet that was preparing for the first raid through an Imperial spy named He Youyou.

When the Imperial Ghost Fleet forcibly passed through the Gary Corridor space passage and entered the Federation Star Field, it passed through the four literary units, but it was not discovered by the Federation Fleet, because they obtained the data of the Gap Corridor between the Glory of the Charter of the Remote Star Field, and the data was collected and provided by Cui Judong, the current director of the Charter Bureau, and the intermediary was still Colonel Ximen Jin and the spy named He Youyou.

Immediately afterwards, the clear relationship tree diagram closely linked the names of Ximen Jin, He Youyou, and Cui Judong, and then the branches gradually unfolded, and the names of the two parliamentarians appeared, the name of the director of the president's office of Tai Bulin, the name of the former vice president of the Federation, Mr. Byron, the name of the chairman of the Federal Staff Council and commander of the First Military Region, and the name of Du Shaoqing, the former commander-in-chief of the federal enemy.

The special issue of the Capital Special Region newspaper, titled: Who is the Gravedigger of the Federation, did not embellish or conceal the above materials, did not use the title of a certain official or an officer, and did not use any vague speculation, but directly affirmed and nakedly named it!

At the top of the tree, at the top of the entire page, there is a black frame with no photos or names in it, leaning on the three large sharp words "gravedigger".

But all the people of the Federation who saw this newspaper knew who it was.

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On the back cover of this special issue, Bob, editor-in-chief of the Capital Region newspaper, wrote:

"I believe that you, the readers, will be able to clearly read my thoughts and those of Wood's reporters from the pictures and the evidence. Yes, we formally accuse President Pabul and his government government, as well as the Trinity Society, which is said to have assembled the most highly intelligent elite in the Federation, to conspire to kill the bravest general of the Federation at the hands of the Imperials. ”

"Maybe no one believes this allegation, because when emotions are frustrated and trust is damaged, people tend to prefer to believe that such frustration and damage is a conspiracy, so I suggest you read our investigative report again rather than tear it to shreds in anger.

"The evidence is not forged, the source is not suspicious, the man who found the evidence is dead and has some very serious charges, but I and the Wood reporter believe him because he was the one who helped us to expose the Medellín Councillor, and he used the death evidence to show how reliable the evidence is. ”

"The man who handed over the evidence has reminded us that it needs to be released at the right time, otherwise it will only disappear into the angry saliva of the people and the strong repression of the government. Is now the best time? No, it's not the best time. ”

"The war between the Federation and the Empire is still going on, and the attention of the whole society is still stuck on the war-torn Ink Flower Planet, even if the three major industrial unions in the four states around the mountains are sneaking around, it seems that they can't stir up too many waves. ”

"But we can no longer wait, because we have watched as the government has used the pretext of cracking down on the shady Seven, and has passed various bills to seize powers that the law has not conferred, and we have watched as fanatical Pabulism has blinded too many people and reverberated like hot air in every building in the capital. ”

"With the help of the evil Patriotic Act, all departments of the government have arbitrarily requisitioned resources and arrested people in defiance of the law.

Even more frightening is the fact that the government has become accustomed to relying on secret services and mental intimidation to assert its legitimacy. ”

"We really can't wait any longer, the longer we wait, the more depraved the Federation becomes, Mr. Pabul has more than two years left in his term, do we have to wait two years? He has been trying to get Capitol Hill to pass a bill for an unprecedented third term, so will there be a fourth? So do we need to wait forever?"

"That's why we're publishing this investigative story, not because now is the best time, but because it's the last time for the Federation. ”