Chapter 796 What a Gibberish (Please Subscribe!)

Thought Waiter wanted him to give an explanation.

Immediately.

Moi called Cannons, the director of DRC state television.

"Cannons, what's going on with today's news, why did you hurt me, and who ordered you to do it?" Moy roared when he came up. He couldn't question the Supreme Court, and others might not want him.

But Cannons is his direct subordinate.

He spoke rudely.

The opposite Cannons said in a panicked tone: "President Moi, what's the matter? We all did as you ordered, and there was no unexpected situation."

heard.

Moy almost couldn't get a mouthful of blood back.

special.

Does this mean you want to put yourself to death?

There was no accident, this is not an accident, what is an accident.

"Cannons, tell me clearly, when did I let you report about Waite, and when did I allow you to talk nonsense like this." Moy said angrily.

"After the Congress this afternoon, didn't you have someone hand me a document and then called me to report it in full? I did as you ordered."

On the phone Cannons yelled that he was wronged.

And Moy wanted to scream out injustice.

"I don't even know what you're talking about, and I haven't made the call." Moy said coldly.

Cannons hurriedly said: "I have a call record here, which is the landline number of your office. It can't be wrong. You said it yourself. It's definitely not wrong. I have always been loyal to you. If you say you can let it go, I will let go."

"..."

Moy was stunned.

this.

Obviously bullshit.

But what Cannons said was the same thing, which made him think about the Tao inside. Cannons's words are not true, this is a fact, because Moy did not do these things, but what if someone falsely preached the imperial edict?

Cannons is his own right.

He has always been a staunch supporter of himself.

But it is also not guaranteed to be countered by others.

"hiss..."

Moy took a deep breath.

No matter if Cannons was really deceived, or has been turned against him and is acting with him, this shit pot is detained by him, and the client insisted that he did it himself, what evidence did he use to explain to Waite.

Will Waite believe it?

wrong.

He could also check the call records and time, whether someone called at his office at that time, or who was in his office. Thinking of this, Moy seemed to have seized the hope of finally proving his innocence.

"When did you say I was on the phone with you?" Moy asked.

Cannons hurriedly reported a time.

Moy hung up.

Called the Technical Department of the Presidential Palace.

Let them thoroughly investigate who has entered his office at this time, but the last monitoring call was his own office at that time, and during this period, his phone did call Cannons.

Talk time and duration are not bad.

Moy was dumbfounded now.

Are you sleepwalking yourself?

Bullshit.

Someone must have slapped him.

"Is it possible that someone else used my phone number to make a call from another phone?" Moy said to the person in the technical department.

The answer given by the technical staff is yes.

communication.

There is no absolute secrecy.

In particular, all their communications are equipment of foreign companies, and their own country does not have communication technology.

Except for their technical department.

Only the telecommunications company.

Moy's head froze.

This conclusion is the same as nothing.

Those who are engaged in technology must have precautions, check, how to check, and if someone invades the communication network of the Presidential Palace, and Cannons is also instigated, Moy feels that his head is about to explode.

this pot.

Do you really have to carry it yourself.

At this moment.

His phone rang again.

He took a deep breath, connected the phone, and said in a low voice, "Wait, I don't care what you think, I have absolutely no knowledge about Cannons doing this, I just checked and someone used technical means to impersonate me. Calling Cannons from the number and voice I had no knowledge of."

"Oh? Is it?" Waite sneered.

He wanted to cleanse himself without knowing anything. He believed that there was a ghost. He thought that this might be Moy's strategy. Just like the last time Moy called and asked himself, he also showed his ignorance.

Waite guessed that Moy decided it was his own fault.

Then they took such revenge measures, and finally refused to admit it. This is the usual method of people like them. It is just a low-level skill. Waite is not fooled.

As soon as Moy heard the smell of gunpowder, he didn't know well, and quickly explained: "Wait, I swear, I really don't know, and it's not my order, don't be impulsive, otherwise the behind-the-scenes plan for this matter is very good. Probably won."

"You mean someone wants to provoke our fight?" Waite said suddenly.

Moy nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I think that's it. It is very likely that someone wants us to fight to the death and become the final winner. Maybe we have a common enemy, and we should all calm down."

Waite was silent for a while.

Just when Moy thought he was going to convince Waite.

Waite suddenly said angrily: "Moy, do you think I'm so easy to deceive? What is the behind-the-scenes plan? I think it's you who is behind the plan. You arrested your son yourself to protect him.

I heard that he didn't know what kind of trouble he got into. The world's third-ranked killer organization has already taken over the task of assassinating him. You arrest him just to keep him.

As for the bills in Congress, you also released them yourself. The purpose is to re-establish a project, cover it up under normal projects, and please those people in the Supreme Court, so that they can protect your son.

And what happened today, you think I don't know, you want to take this opportunity to disqualify me and let Fager go up, so that he will protect your interests, do you really think I don't know anything? "

Waite's reprimand.

Let Moi be confused again.

what are these?

What are you doing, something I don't even know about, what you said seems like the evidence is solid, none of it is true, but Waite seems to be very sure, and Moy doesn't know how to explain it.

"Wait a minute, Waite, you can't fall for the enemy's tricks." Moy's head hurts a little now, and he's almost drowning when these shit basins are buckled on his head one by one.

"Want me to give you more time to prepare, you dream," Waite growled.

Done.

Waite hung up the phone with a snap.

Listen to the busy tone.

Moy was stunned.

Is this the rhythm that is going to be inexplicable?

How did things get to this point.

What is Waite going to do?

Moi's psychology at this time.

What a gibberish.

. . .

the other side.

Waite hung up the phone.

Lie on your back in your office chair.

Close your eyes, exhausted.

The brain is also messed up.

Mutual suspicion and the secrecy of people's hearts make it impossible for people like them to make accurate judgments on such a thing, because no one knows what the other party is thinking, whether it is a bitter trick or not, and whether it is lying to confuse him.

in this case.

Like in a dark forest.

He couldn't see the opponent's face clearly, the only thing he could do was to kill the opponent first, because a slight hesitation, and even one mistake, was the consequence of losing the whole game. Once, he would be thrown into the abyss.

Waite also noticed something was wrong.

It's just that he can't stay out of it now.

If there are other people involved and playing chess behind his back, he can only follow other people's plans first, and then slowly seek to break the game. Otherwise, if others change their strategies, it will be a new way to adapt.