The most intense battles are always happening at the same time.
The assassination operation in Renekton's Independence Square officially began. The rebels hiding among the White Crown guards were taking out their pistols and aiming at George's head.
This was the second assassin, and his gun was almost pressed against the president's forehead.
When the gunfire rang out, the assassin's head was exploded and he fell first.
The direction of the shooting came from the newspaper reporters who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.
At this moment, one of them suddenly threw away his hat, unfurling his long silver hair and his appearance that surpassed that of a famous lady.
Standing in the center of the crowd, the man held up the gun that killed the assassin. The sound of the gun was like a command, causing all the agents of the Intelligence Bureau hidden among the reporters to stand up, pull out their hidden weapons and shoot at the rebels!
That's Griffith, the deputy director of the Renekton Police Department.
Valen Galilean can hide killers in guards to assassinate the president, then Trini Mark can also hide people from the Secret Service among reporters and wait for the other party to fall into the trap!
There was a scuffle around the podium, and several people were lying on the ground in an instant.
President George was still laughing hysterically under this crazy attack, which was in sharp contrast to his scurrying appearance.
Fear of death and enjoyment of death, these two completely opposite emotions, are reflected in one person at the same time, which can be regarded as outrageous and absurd to the extreme.
At this time, a police agent disguised as a reporter approached the president and grabbed his wrist.
"Your Excellency, please follow me. I am Inspector Weeden Bumpers of the Inspection Bureau! I will take you to a safe place!"
When George saw the other party's beardless face, he was slightly startled, and then was forcibly taken away from the venue by Weeden.
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In the interrogation room of the Intelligence Bureau, Warren Galilan was puzzled by William's attitude.
"Shouldn't you rush over to protect the president now? Are you still interested in asking about the leader of that organization?"
William sat on a stool with his legs crossed and his hat placed in front of Warren.
He said calmly: "No need, someone will protect the president."
Warren's face changed slightly, and William continued: "Since the Inspection Bureau has begun to suspect you, you don't think that Trini Mark will ignore the guards assigned by you, do you?"
"Oh? Who else? Apart from my people, only other officials from the White Crown can approach the President. The citizens of Renekton, including your police bureau and police station, must stay at least a hundred meters away from the podium.
Activities..." Warren didn't believe it.
William tapped his index finger on the table: "You forgot one important thing. The White Crown will invite the most famous newspapers in the country to come for interviews. Their positions are under the podium."
"Impossible!" Warren sensed something was wrong, "Those people will undergo strict scrutiny, and any suspicious elements will be arrested."
"But you have to know that the person responsible for censoring these journalists... happens to be the Inspection Bureau."
William stopped tapping his fingers on the table, and Warren's face turned pale on the spot.
He finally understood that the Inspection Bureau would insert their people into the group of reporters and be responsible for protecting the president!
But even so, Valen still had a lucky mentality, thinking that as long as his people acted cleanly, they would definitely be able to kill the guy.
In this regard, William would not waste time arguing with him, but continued the topic just now and said: "Okay, tell me the intelligence of that organization and who their mastermind is!"
"Mastermind! Mastermind!" Warren's emotions were a little unbearable. "You have discovered that brewery, but you still don't know who the so-called mastermind is?"
William did not find any information about the owner of the winery at that time. The factory itself had been abandoned. It was formerly a meat processing company. The original owner has died of illness.
In other words, the moonshine factory is illegally occupied, and the supply list only shows who their dealers are...
Because Trini Mark once said that the thing in the hands of the Threshold Wound Club can allow ordinary people who are drunk to enter the secret house.
This incredible situation was something William had never heard of before, and he expressed doubts about it.
William believes that if this is to be achieved, there may be some special substance added to those alcohol products, a substance that can be activated by the "bone of the earth".
Therefore, under his arrangement, the Inspection Bureau seized all the dealers through this batch of supply orders, and is currently searching the city for the whereabouts of the drinks sold by this winery.
If the problem was really with the wine itself, William believed that in a few days, they would be able to minimize the influence of the "dream" wine.
But there was one company that the Procuratorate could not find, and that was the winery's largest distributor, Luxi Investment Bank.
Now that Warren had reminded him, William had understood.
"Ruxi Investment Bank...have you heard of this name?" He stared into Warren's eyes and asked.
The latter smiled bitterly: "Didn't you already discover it? You don't have to ask me."
"Tell me everything about this company, Mr. Chairman."
Warren raised his head and took a deep breath, then lowered his head and said, "That man... his surname is Boon Pace."
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The President fled in embarrassment. Under the leadership of Weeden Bumpers, he fought through the siege of the rebels, broke out of Independence Square, and fled towards the streets to the south.
The wild laughter continued, pedestrians on the road screamed amidst the gunfire, and President George laughed and applauded.
"Excitement! Is this what Mr. Wallen does?"
He talked to himself, which made Weeden shudder.
"We can't stop, Mr. President, we must..."
"Your name is Weeden Bumpers?" President George suddenly grabbed his arm and looked at him excitedly.
Weeden was extremely nervous. The President in his eyes was extremely weird, and his face seemed to have overlapping images, which was incompatible with the entire world.
Seeing him nodding, President George put his face close to Weeden's ear and told him: "These colleagues from the Inspection Bureau next to you are also their people..."
After hearing this, Weiden's expression changed suddenly. He carefully looked at the subordinates who had escorted the President to this place with him, and found that several of them would glance at the President from the corner of their eyes from time to time, and that corner of their eyes revealed something.
A hint of ferocity.
"careful!"
Weiden quickly protected the president behind him, and then saw the subordinates and colleagues who had been with him day and night. At this moment, they all turned their guns and aimed at the president behind him!
At this moment, a revolving door-like scene suddenly appeared in Weeden's mind, and he recalled the origins of these investigators' subordinates.
He himself has no ability, and his promotion speed is not even as fast as that of a young man like Henry, so he likes to form gangs and form his own small group within the Police Bureau.
After he was promoted to investigator, he used his personal connections to bring in many relatives and friends to serve as investigators.
These people who followed him all entered the Inspection Bureau in this way.
They were arranged as Weeden's direct subordinates and were personally commanded by him, which deepened the influence of the Boone Pace family within the Inspectorate.
However, Weeden never delved into the exact relationship between these people and the Boone Pace family. He only knew that they were recommended by his cousin.
Yes, his cousin, the cousin who had been a middleman in the East-West slave trade, the businessman who had his own company and industry, his name was - Arushi Buempes.
