At the same time, in the square outside the city hall, Angina, who was about to board the bus, received a call.
Without stopping, Angina got into the car and hung up the phone in the car.
"Go to the basement..."
The driver started the vehicle, and the extended version of the Mercedes-Benz left the convoy and drove towards the basement entrance.
In the back seat, Angina smiled bitterly and said to Li Meng: "Li Meng, you are right. My father plans to evacuate the city hall secretly and is waiting for us in the basement."
Because the driver was there, Angina didn't say clearly what happened.
The vehicle left the square and entered the basement from the other side.
In the basement, the two got out of the car.
"You go back."
After saying this to the driver, the two of them walked towards a car parked on the aisle not far away.
The driver who obeyed the order turned the car around and moved away from the exit.
Following Angina, Li Meng got into a stretched Mercedes-Benz parked in the aisle.
In the car, Li Meng met President Dior. He was the only one except the driver.
Seeing that Otis was not there, Angina asked: "Father, Otis..."
Without answering, Dior nodded to Li Meng and said to the driver: "Let's go."
The engine roared, and the extended version of the Mercedes-Benz moved in the basement driveway and headed for the exit.
From the exit, the vehicle drove out of the basement and left the city hall along the parking lot road.
It wasn't until the vehicle left the city hall that Dior comforted Angina: "It will be fine. He is your husband and my office secretary. He cannot retreat at this time. Someone must take charge of the overall situation."
Angina was speechless. Her father was the president and he could not put himself in danger. Leaving the city hall was a wise move. She could not blame her father for this.
Speaking of this, Dior looked at Li Meng and smiled: "If it weren't for Mr. Li Meng's warning this time, I'm afraid we still don't know anything. When it's time to hold a meeting, I'm afraid the world of the Republic of Seville will change.
Already."
Li Meng opened the curtains slightly and looked outside.
At some point, multiple escort vehicles appeared in front of and behind the car.
After just one glance, Li Meng withdrew his gaze, lowered the curtains, and said: "We will never hold a large meeting like this in the future. This is wartime, and the enemy is trying every possible means to take your life. Don't give the enemy any chance.
Being able to defend once does not mean that you can defend a second time. If you can stay online and gather people together, you are creating a huge opportunity for the enemy."
With a wry smile on his face, Dio said: "There is still a lack of experience. Before the Red Thunder Beast landed, the Republic of Seville had never experienced a war. Although there were several civil strife, they all ended in a peaceful way. This time there were foreign forces.
Participation makes everything different, which makes it difficult for us to adapt and makes us passive."
Being able to realize his own shortcomings shows that Dior is not a pedantic person, but also a smart person.
Without saying anything more on this issue, Li Meng asked: "Where are you going this time?"
Dio said: "Everyone has gathered. This meeting must be held. We can only postpone it for a few days and wait for the situation to calm down before reconvening the meeting. Go home, a temporary home, where it is safe."
Home?
On the road in the city, the convoy quickly moved away and disappeared at the end of the street.
On the other side, in the town hall, the waiting dignitaries knew nothing about anything.
Time is passing little by little, and EOD personnel are working hard at various places where explosives are installed in the city hall.
No one knows when the bomb will explode. For those who know the existence of the bomb, it is like a knife hanging above their heads that can be cut off at any time. The depressing atmosphere makes it difficult to breathe.
"How about it?"
As Commander-in-Chief of the Defense Forces, Wood should have left, but he stayed.
In the basement, Wood came to the front line and asked an idle EOD worker.
There is a pillar not far ahead, which is the load-bearing pillar of the city hall, and above it is the General Assembly Hall.
On the top of the load-bearing column, a tied bomb is visible to the naked eye.
The binding method is very strange. It is tied with various colored wires. If any wire is cut, an explosion may occur.
At the top of a ladder, an EOD worker wearing a thin shirt was dismantling the bomb.
Because he was on a ladder, he could not wear heavy explosion-proof clothing, so he could only wear single clothes and defuse the bomb without protection.
Look at the size of the bomb. Once it explodes, even wearing explosion-proof clothing will be of little use.
Looking back at Wood, the EOD personnel said: "The bomb is not precise, but it is troublesome to dismantle it and it will take a lot of time. There are a total of thirteen bombs in the basement, which is a very unlucky number. Seven of them have been dismantled. Explosives expert
We are studying its structure and power."
Wood looked down at the watch on his wrist. There were still seven minutes until ten o'clock...
As the time approached ten o'clock, in a private house to the north of the city hall, several pairs of eyes were looking at the political meeting hall in the distance.
The room was not dark, the lights were on, and a person stood in front of the window, holding a telescope and observing the political meeting hall in the distance.
He was dressed very formally, in a black suit and with shoulder-length blond hair.
Behind him, some people were sitting lazily on the sofa in the room.
"If I talk about the group leader, will they be fooled?"
Holding a big sword in his arms, Chen Li curled up on the sofa and asked.
His question prompted Zhang Lingfeng on the side to say: "Everyone is afraid of death, let alone the president of a country."
The big man on the side grinned and said: "Our Phantom Troupe has always acted only for money, and we have never acted for killing people. Captain, are you planning to change your career?"
Pouring his lips slightly, Chen Lidao said: "Who told us that we owe the Yamaguchi-gumi a big favor? This favor must always be repaid."
"Click..."
At this moment, the door was pushed open and Rachel walked in.
Seeing Rachel coming back, Sith put down his binoculars at the window, turned around, and asked, "Rachel, who is he?"
Arriving next to Sith and looking at the political council hall in the distance, Rachel replied: "A kid, a client when I was working at Dilianwu, a big client. I didn't expect him to show up here."
Imp?
With a chuckle, Chen Lidao said: "Rachel, how could a kid enter the city hall? Are you afraid?"
Regarding Chen Li's words, Rachel looked at him expressionlessly and did not refute.
At this time, Zhang Lingfeng on the side said: "One of the targets of the Yamaguchi group is a kid. I heard that he is the representative of Black Flag City. Could it be him?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Could it be him?
Sith looked at Rachel, wanting to get the real answer from Rachel.
After thinking for a while, Rachel muttered: "It's possible, but I can't confirm it."