Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1300: Fake death

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It is night, the stars are dim. Thick clouds floating from nowhere obscured the brilliance of the stars and the moon, casting a huge shadow on the floating island of Babylon. Due to the federal implementation of semi-military control, at night, there are many important places or streets. Places such as Liming Square and Jinyi Avenue are blocked by the military and are strictly forbidden to pass through. Therefore, from the sky, this floating city does not have the dazzling lights of the past. It seemed so depressed and depressed.

Under the dark night, an ordinary speed car stopped in front of this house. Here is the outskirts of Babylon, with three-story buildings. In Babylon, housing prices are an inch of gold, especially the more centrally located, the higher the price. Someone calculated an account. Starting from Jinyi Avenue, every time you advance ten meters to the center of the city, the house price will rise by about 50%.

Therefore, the single-family buildings in the suburbs, with small gardens, are cheap, and they are very popular among civilians.

Like this house, its owner is an accountant who has just applied to come to Babylon not long ago. Judging from the property review submitted by him, such a house is already the limit of his ability. However, this is nothing more than the surface information in the Federal Land Department archives. In fact, it is a secret industry belonging to a certain family.

Rody got out of the seemingly ordinary speed car. He is wearing a long black dress and a hat. If it weren't for a closer look, it would be difficult to connect such a person with Beskard's Patriarch. Because both the speeding car and the clothes on the body look ordinary and plain, and they are a thousand miles away from Roddy's identity.

Rody walked to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

He breathed a sigh of relief when the door opened. He was so afraid that everything he saw today was just his illusion, but when Anna opened the door, he knew everything was true. Anna took the long coat for him, and Roddy walked into the living room. A beautiful piano song was playing in the living room, Horn was standing by the window, his back turned to him, and he was looking out the window.

As if knowing that Roddy was coming, Horne sighed softly, "I thought I had always seen clearly, but it wasn't until I made Horne disappear from the sight of those people under the guise of death. See the truth."

"Father." Roddy asked: "Where have you been since your disappearance?"

"I've been to many places." Horn turned his head, still smiling on his face: "How about it, is it going well today?"

"It's not going well..." Roddy smiled bitterly. "After the news of my attack spread, the meeting with several Patriarchs was cancelled. However, I still meet with Mr. Wallauth of the William family. I walked over and talked about it in depth."

"Oh, what does he have to say?"

Rody nodded: "Mr. Wallauth said that we must prepare for the worst. Looking at the whole of Babylon, there are not many people who can hide the Nirm from the Federation’s eyes and ears, almost just five fingers. Count it out. And there is no greater suspicion than our president, who is now posing as Mobit."

"You already knew he was a counterfeit?"

Rody said: "The Interstellar Frontline was attacked a few days ago. Windsor Bello suspected that the President was in harmony with aliens, so he ventured into the President’s residence and searched. Unexpectedly, there is no evidence of collusion with the Nirm. I found it, but found that he was as good as the news spread by the Guangyin Club before. This president is a fake. That's why we learned the truth. Today, the various patriarchs met to discuss how to make good use of the evidence in our hands."

"Before, I also considered making it public. It is worth noting that the current situation of the Federation is not necessarily good for the Federation or us. But today, it is obvious that the counterfeit has jumped the wall in a hurry. It’s the Nirm, and it’s even more direct to point to the fact that he and aliens have news contacts. Recalling the previous frontline accidents, Mr. Wallauth and I agree. This matter can’t be delayed, and there is no way to count on it. It can end peacefully. We have decided to publish this evidence tomorrow, otherwise we will drag on, and we are afraid that the **** will sell the entire planet!"

Horn nodded and said: "You did it right."

Rody said apologetically: "Sorry, father, the prophet should have called you..."

"No, Roddy. Now that you are the Patriarch of Bethkode, you should have this determination. As for me, I am already the former Patriarch." Horn laughed and said solemnly: "In Tie Before the prison incident, I had considerable doubts about the president. It was Alstai who informed me that Alan had been captured, otherwise I would remain in the dark. And based on my knowledge of Mobit, secretly The imprisonment of Allen was obviously not his style. At that time, I was only skeptical, but there was no substantive evidence. When I decided to rescue Allen, I planned to use this opportunity to completely fade out of the public's sight."

"Only when Horne is dead can I act easily."

Rody said happily: "I know a Fendi, plus a guy who came out of nowhere can I keep you father."

Horn shook his head and said: "Fendi is fine, but the alien is not easy. If I want to be born and die, I can only be sure of five points. But if you want to escape by death, that's another thing. That’s it. At that time, I deliberately destroyed the magic furnace of the Iron Hell, so as to create a big explosion. But it took a lot of hands and feet when I got out. Fortunately, Mirren had already done the work in advance. It went well too."

"Millen?" Roddy was startled: "Does he know you are alive?"

Then slapped a slap on the thigh and said, "That bastard, he told us that you were dead, and he showed us that video..."

Horn smiled and said: "That was what I asked him to do. In fact, Mirren met me when he came to Earth. Together we decided on the before and after details of the whole plan. I'm sorry to lie to you. But if you don’t lie to you, how can you lie to other interested people."

"In short, I did a lot of investigations and gradually discovered some clues about the fake president. Including his true identity, the facts that drove the Nirm to attack the members of the Enlightenment, and the fact that a Nirm was hiding Town wait." Horn snapped his fingers, and Anna walked over and handed him a storage device. He handed it to Roddy and said: "All the evidence has been stored in it, and you can announce it together tomorrow. In this way, the counterfeit can't be denied."

Rody took the reservoir and squeezed it tightly: "Don't worry, father. After tomorrow, he will become a mouse exposed to the sun!"

It was also this night. Due to military control, even the always lively black streets were all blacked out at this moment. An army was stationed at the entrance of the Black Street, blocking the entire Black Street. But the black street has been in business for so many years, how can there be only this entrance on the surface, so there are still people coming and going in the black street, but it is not as ostentatious as it used to be.

Alan also used a secret entrance to enter the black street. He seemed to be very familiar with it. After walking through the street, he stopped in front of a small shop. The small shop deals in arms. The shop is just a facade. There is a warehouse and shooting range inside. That's where the real big business is going. But today there are almost no customers in the store. Only one or two customers should not leave after buying some bullets.

Alan got into the shop, and the old man watching the shop seemed to have missed him, letting him get behind the shop. There is an alley behind the shop, and at the end of the alley is the warehouse. There are a few wooden boxes stacked in front of the warehouse, with three men sitting on top of them playing cards. One of them raised his head when he saw Alan, and Alan lightly said "open the door". The man jumped to the door and snapped the button. The door of the warehouse rose in this way, and Alan bent down and got in, and saw a figure in the depths of the warehouse.

Andos is sitting on the ground, with a barely dressed woman lying on each of his thighs, and he is looking up and drinking. Judging from the pile of empty wine bottles next to him, this guy didn't drink less, at least Alan who was full of alcohol could smell it all the way away. Alan made a gesture, and the two women hurriedly left. After they left, Alan said in a deep voice: "What did you do. You can't kill Roddy, but you exposed yourself!"

The anger was obviously suppressed in his voice, even if Andos had slaughtered in another warehouse before, Alan could secretly'dispose of the traces about him. But this time he didn't kill Roddy, and left the bodies of other Nirmites. Even Alan couldn't suppress the growing public opinion outside. It can be said that Andros has hugged a big man this time, which is not in line with Alan's original plan.

Andos put down the wine bottle, hiccups, and lazily said: "What does it matter? If someone finds out, it will be discovered. Besides, it's not what I thought, it was almost killed. That kid."

"But Roddy is still alive!"

"Someone intervened."

"Impossible." Alan shook his head and said, "The wealthy family owners who were able to stop you at that time were in other places, far away from the attack site, and couldn't make it out of time to help. As for the Ugalle Castle, it was A Bell. But at that time, Bell should have left for the surface."

"Who knows, the other party is definitely a tough character anyway." Andos briefly described the golden light curtain that repeatedly repelled him at the time, and said: "Anyway, your intelligence is wrong, you didn't tell me The other party still has such a strong backup. If I knew that there was such a role, I would not agree to you to do this work. You see, I have a few good players, how do you calculate this?"

Alan frowned, and quickly flipped through the information of several strong men in Babylon, and found that none of them had the ability or combat skills to match Andros' description. He didn't say anything until he thought of a person who was impossible to appear: "Is it him? But it's impossible. He is dead...unless..."

"He didn't die? From the beginning, the intelligence was wrong?"