Chapter 551 A Quiet World! (Second Update!)

As soon as the news came out that President America had been shot, people all over the world were happy.

There is no way, America has gone too far in the past two years, blocking the way of many people.

For all this to happen, their president needs to confirm, and the person responsible for the final confirmation is Bush Gomen.

Now that this guy was shot, I don't know whether to say he deserved it or whether he deserved it.

However, after the initial excitement, everyone craned their necks to take a look at the "monkey" coming out of the hospital.

After 9/11, America went crazy for a while, then directly targeted the Al Qaeda organization in Afghanistan, and then began to declare war, and then dragged Afghanistan into the quagmire of war.

Let this country, which was already weathered and had gone through untold hardships to get out of the control of the Soviet Union, once again return to the embrace of war, allowing people who had just gained a little hope in life to pick up guns again.

Although the Taliban at that time was not a good thing.

Now, America's president is being assassinated on the street, and he still uses a gun.

The last president who was assassinated with a gun on the street was Lincoln.

Taking these points together, America will go crazy next, very crazy.

Therefore, after America's news came out, people all over the world stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the country on the other side of the ocean, staring at their every move, analyzing their every word and deed, and thinking Find out from their words and actions the next country they want to deal with.

The world paused for a rare moment.

Officials in various countries do this in a relatively secretive manner.

The corresponding civilian figures appear to be rougher and more "professional"!

America on the Yahoo forum.

"I think tmd is self-directed and self-acted. My aunt's husband's brother's brother's cousin said that he was at the scene at the time. He said that the guy just stopped the car and didn't lower the window at all. His window Glass is bulletproof, God knows how to kill him."

"I feel the same way. If our president does not sign a new plan to attack a new country, it means that he was shot. But if he signs a bill next, just like what he did with Afghanistan, Then he must be fake, directing and acting on his own, just to find a reason for himself. "

"I don't think so. Think about it, who would hire a killer to kill him? Wouldn't that be a loss?"

"Loss? What loss? Have you noticed that the issue you are discussing now has become whether America will launch an attack on another country next, instead of what was discussed at the beginning, our President Bush? Why did you appear on the island and why did you let two children accompany you?"

"Holy shit! Brother, after you reminded me like this, I realized something was wrong! The direction of public opinion has changed! It has become sympathetic to the president."

"Yes, yes, all the information in the forum discussing the island where the president and those officials are is gone."

"Okay, okay, I ordered one in advance. If any of you need it, please contact me and I will send you the complete one."

"Brother, I suggest you leave home immediately and go to a safe place, otherwise I think you may be the next missing person."

"ah?"

"That's not true, is it?"

"Nothing is wrong! Our president was shot. Nine times out of ten, it was done by them to divert attention. During this period of diverting attention, they need to clear up the information about that island as quickly as possible. Traces naturally include those of you who downloaded relevant materials, so brother, run away!"

"Damn it! He slipped away, thanks for reminding me, brother!"

"After the 9/11 incident, our president completed the process within 16 days and launched the war in Afghanistan. Do you want to guess how long it will take to launch the war this time?"

"I think with the efficiency of our president, it will be about three days."

"That's an exaggeration. It will take at least a week, and it's been two days now."

"Which country do you think our invincible army will attack? Syria? Or Iran? Or our ally Türkiye?"

"I don't know, but I guess it's more likely that it's Iran, because the Syrian side looks relatively normal, but we don't rule out the possibility that our president will blame the Syrians for this."

The discussion on the forum was in full swing, and the president they were discussing was lying leisurely on the bed, gnawing fruit and reading the reports of his subordinates.

The discussion on the forum reflected public opinion to a certain extent. Seeing that public opinion had skipped over the so-called islands and settled on launching a war, President Bush showed a rare smile on his face.

He raised his head and looked at the staff officer who had provided him with the idea. He smiled and asked very kindly: "Then what do you think we should do next?"

"The work we have to do next is relatively simple!" The staff officer who made the suggestion said, casually taking a folder from the side and placing it in front of President Bush, and continued to explain:

"Now, the world's attention has been diverted to the aftermath of 9/11."

"Everyone is speculating on which country we are going to beat next."

"Then we can follow their public opinion and make some preparations."

"But actually, our target is the few bastards who caused trouble this time."

"Especially the bastard who posted your photos and videos, Mr. President."

"According to the information I have collected, the people who posted the video at the beginning and the people who posted the video later are not the same group of people."

"The first bastard is probably planning to throw dirty water on us, and he is also playing a relatively normal trick of throwing dirty water on us."

"For the second one, I think Mr. President should already have the answer in his mind, so I won't go on talking about it any longer."

As the adviser spoke, Bush picked up the file and flipped it open. It was full of screenshots and information obtained from Facebook's servers.

Two pieces of information, one for the left and one for the right.

The account on the left is the first person to post a video. The video he posted clearly shows traces of filming.

The account on the right is the one who posted those Xiaodao videos.

Looking at the records of those accounts, Bush's face became colder and colder, and finally, he spit out one word from between his teeth: "Israelis!"

It was probably around 1950, or perhaps earlier, that the Israeli plutocrats began to collude with politicians in America. One provided funds, the other provided connections, and finally won the position of president.

At the beginning, everyone was still coy. After all, if you take people's money, you have to do things for others. At that time, American politicians were still a bit proud, and they only liked to take money and not do anything.

Later, when this kind of thing became common, greater sincerity was needed.

In order to better unite them together, there were brokers in the middle who specially found an island and built a sanatorium so that politicians like them could go to the island to rest when they had nothing to do.

Bush still remembered the words of assurance that the broker had given him, patting his chest when he came to see him.

[Our island security measures are very strong, and it is absolutely impossible for any information to be leaked! 】

Now that I think about those words, they are like farts. How could I be so obsessed at that time that I listened to these words?

After a long silence, Bush couldn't help but smile again.

It's not that I'm obsessed, it's that I want to attract sponsorship, become president, and finally make a fortune.

You can’t blame the ghost for being obsessed with it, it’s just that you’ve been thinking this way from the beginning to the end.

It is precisely because I thought this way from beginning to end that I deliberately ignored the loopholes in this statement.

The boomerang of the past, after several years of flight, hit me squarely between the eyebrows.

Putting down the document, he raised his head, looked at the staff officer in front of him, and asked softly:

"What is the outcome of the investigation into the shooting of Democratic candidate Chris?"

Suddenly being asked about his opponent, the staff officer was stunned for a moment, but only for a moment. He showed good work quality, turned around, took out a document from the table next to him, put it in front of Bush, and explained road:

"According to the gunman's confession, he was entrusted by others to avenge his daughter."

"Then our people found the client, but the client was already dead. However, among the information just collected by the local police station, there was a letter of commission written by the client."

"After carbon 14 testing, it will not take more than half a month to write the letter."

"But there were no fingerprints on the letter except that of the gunman, and the gunman died after being tortured by our people for a week."

"But his death was not for nothing."

"When our people tortured him, they were always very careful and did not damage his internal organs or arteries."

"That means he will be in pain, but he won't die."

"But he died, from damage to his internal organs."

"In other words, Mr. President, there are traitors in the special team you control."

"If we want to find this traitor, we still need time and some planning."

"Otherwise we will find a dead man."

After saying these words, the staff officer turned his attention to the president in front of him.

Bush flipped through the photos in the folder with his slender fingers. The photos showed that the gunman they captured was indeed tortured in an inhumane manner as the staff officer said, but it was not life-threatening.

The last photo was a photo of the gunman's body. The gunman's body was covered in blood and his face was purple. From the looks of it, his internal organs were severely damaged.

Closing the folder and patting it aside, Bush looked at the person in front of him and asked softly:

"Are you a traitor?"

The staff officer twitched his lips and expressed no comment on this question.

Answer that you are not a traitor?

I can't produce any evidence myself.

Answer that you are a traitor?

The person on the other side couldn't produce any evidence.

So, why answer?

Putting his hands on his sides, shrugging his shoulders, the staff officer carefully asked:

"So my dear Mr. President, what do we do next?"

The next moment, Bush pushed the two folders forward, gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "Of course it's a surprise for our friends and sends them to see God."

"Understood!" The staff officer turned around and took the two documents, raised his hand in salute, and then quickly left with the documents.

After he left, Bush took out his phone, found one of the numbers marked Ken, and dialed.

When a hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, he couldn't wait to ask the person on the other end of the phone: "My dear Ken, have you hid it? If you hid it, I will come to find you." Here!”

After he finished speaking, he let out a series of malicious laughter.

Amidst malicious laughter, the phone was hung up.

With the phone in hand, Bush also turned his attention back to the presidential election.

After a long silence, he took out a piece of paper and began to write his speech.

…………

"I am able to stand here today. First of all, I need to thank you, all the people of America, then the doctors who treated me, and finally my team."

"It was the call of the Americans that pulled me back from the edge of life and death, allowing me to open my eyes to the world again. I sincerely thank you..."

Lanling, Rheinsteel.

Looking at the people on the TV broadcast, Lin Yu couldn't help but touch his nose. He was thinking about how this bastard managed to keep his face calm and his heart not beating. After killing a bunch of Americans, he spoke so loudly. Says the Americans have his back.

Just this shame, just this ability to talk nonsense seriously, is enough for me to study for at least 20 years.

Even 50 years!

Sure enough, the gap between races is still too big.

Today is the 19th day since America’s president was shot.

During these 19 days, Lin Yu put down some work and worked hard with some young staff members in the general staff to think about which country America would use this reason to attack.

The staff members unanimously believed that it was Iran, but Lin Yu, who had experience in his previous life, felt that America would go to Syria.

But I never expected that America the dog changed its mind to eating shit and did not use this reason to launch an attack.

But it was quiet, so quiet that it didn't look like America.

After sitting in front of the TV and listening for a while, Lin Yu lost interest after realizing that what Bush said was all nonsense. He turned his head and started packing up the documents in the office.

The new office building has been renovated and after 10 days of ventilation, it is now ready to move in.

Before moving things, you need to seal all the information and then move it bit by bit.

There are many things and they are very complicated.

The most common ones are scrap drafts.

After sorting it out for a while, Lin Yu sighed as he looked at more and more scrap drafts. He called Qian Duoduo on the phone and asked the other party to bring a brazier. He threw the brazier at the door and started burning it while sorting it out. Pound the dust with a stick.

Try not to leave traces in the ashes.

When the last document was packed and put into the box, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

I disconnected the phone cord, took the phone in my hand, and took out the satellite phone from the cabinet. Just as I was about to leave, the satellite phone rang.

I connected it casually, and a tired voice came from inside:

"Lin Yu, it's me, Sonia. I have something to talk to you about. I wonder if you are free. If you are, I will be there the day after tomorrow."