Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1250: Suspect

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Earth, Babylon.

In Ugalle Castle, in Horn’s study, Roddy is now sitting. When Horn was here before, this study always had a taste of majesty and elegance. But now Roddy is sitting here, making this study seem quite crowded. In addition to Roddy's big size, but also because of the mountains of documents before his case. After Horn left, Roddy inherited the position of Patriarch. And until now, he still didn't want to admit that Horn was dead. According to Roddy, as long as no direct evidence of Horn's death is found for a day, he would rather believe that his father just lost contact.

Perhaps thinking this way will make him feel better.

On the other hand, family affairs are causing him a headache. Now he knows a little why Horn spends at least a third of his day in the study. It is indeed not an easy job to be the head of the house. And he has never been good at handling these matters, so he spends much more time in the study than his father, so that Roddy has to eat at least two meals in the study for three meals a day.

At this moment, the door of the study room opened, and the butler Hessing came in with a trolley with Roddy's breakfast on it. He glanced at the pile of "hills" on the table, smiled and said, "Patriarch, it's time to eat."

Ruddy pulled out a stack of documents and poked his head out and said, "Mr. Heising, let them send the report by email next time. These things are almost piled up and I have no place to sit."

Heising reminded: "Last time you wanted them to submit the report in paper media, you were the owner of the house."

"Really, there is such a thing?" Roddy touched his head thickly: "Then I must have forgotten, anyway I don't want to see these things again next time."

"I wrote it down."

Rody stood up, stretched his waist, twisted his neck and said, "The job of the owner is really hard. To be honest, I would rather go to the front line to fight. It is better than sitting in the study every day. The bird is here."

Hessine has become accustomed to the vulgar words of the young patron from time to time, and he is kind, but still reminds: "In public, the patron should not say such things casually."

"Yes, yes, for the image of the family." Roddy said, "Let me see what I have for breakfast today."

At this time, a voice said at the door: "If you feel tired, I can help you, brother."

Rody's face sank immediately when he heard this voice. He raised his head and looked at a handsome man leaning against the door. Haising bowed quickly: "Good morning, Master Hedrick."

It is Horn's youngest son.

"Hydrick, this is not where you came from." Roddy said unceremoniously: "You think you should stay in the studio or go to those art salons to have fun."

"Come on, brother." Heydrick said, "I'm also a member of Bethkode. Now there is no news from my father. The burden of the family suddenly falls on your shoulders. I am responsible for you. Share it, brother."

"If you want to help, don't disgust me." Roddy said coldly: "You and I know all the things you have done. If it wasn't for my father to recite a little bit of family affection, change It’s me. I’ve dealt with you long ago, you disgusting maggot. Get out of here right away. I don’t have any appetite for breakfast when I see you."

Even though he gave Roddy such a ruthless reprimand, Heydrick still had a smile on his face. He even bowed to Roddy and said, "It's my fault to make the Patriarch upset, I'm leaving now. But Luo Dee, do you really think you can manage this huge Beskard family well? Don't overestimate yourself."

He leaves gracefully.

Rody snorted, and said to Heising, "Let’s keep an eye on this guy. He must report clearly where he goes, what he did, and whoever he has contact with. Heydrick this Asshole, after all, you can’t rest assured."

"I see, Patriarch."

Hessing put the breakfast on a side table and pushed the dining car away. But after a while, he knocked on the door of the study again and said to Roddy: "The third master is back."

"Bell? Quick, let him come over."

"I'm here." Regis' father, Horn's third son, Bell strode in. Behind him was a stranger wrapped in a cloak. Since the attack on the day of Mobitt’s speech not long ago, the relationship between the Federation and the nobles has deteriorated day by day. Including the three giants, all families have to prepare for a storm. Roddy transferred Bell to the surface in order to transfer some of the family's affairs and industries to the surface, avoiding a violent conflict on Babylon and minimizing losses.

Now that Bell is back, Roddy is happy. Although his third child always has a cold face, he can handle things without any ambiguity. The important thing is that he is very loyal to the family and to Horn, and he has actually shared a lot of work for Roddy.

Looking at the stranger behind Bell, Roddy asked, "This is?"

After Heising left, Bell was not busy introducing him, but first pulled the curtains in the study, and then nodded to the man. This man stretched out a hand from the cloak. Judging from the slender fingers, he should be a woman and a big beauty. However, when she lifted the cloak, Roddy was still in shock, and cried out: "Why are you?"

"Marshal Windsor Bello!"

This is indeed a big surprise for Roddy, who is standing in front of him.

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Marshal of Sirius. Windsor Bello smiled. She didn't wear the usual marshal uniform, but put on the costume of a surface mercenary. With the black lining and light brown leather armor and boots, she also had a revolver pinned to her waist, and she didn't know where her endless fort was hidden.

"What's going on?" Roddy looked at Bell and asked.

The latter said, "I also met Marshal Greed Wolf on the way back. She said she wanted to see you, so she brought her back by the way. Specifically, you two talk about it yourself. I'm a little tired. , Go back to the room and rest first, and leave."

After Bell left, Windsor Bello honestly found a sofa and sat down on her own, raised her long legs and sighed: "I met with Mr. Horn last time. Unexpectedly this time, I have already met. Not him."

"I didn't see any evidence of my father's death for one day. I would never imagine that someone like him would easily die in an explosion." Roddy sat down across from him and said, "The marshal seems to be a secret this time. Come back."

"It is true, because I don't want to disturb some people, such as our Mr. President." Windsor Bello said pointedly.

Rody frowned: "I'm stupid, not as smart as my father. The marshal may as well just point out what he has to say, so that everyone will save time."

Windsor Bello put down her long legs and leaned forward: "Mr. Roddy, do you think there is anything weird about our Mr. President? Honestly, it's like the Iron Prison incident last time, as well as the direct conflict with the nobles not long ago. Looking at things, it makes me feel very strange. It doesn’t look like Mobit’s previous style. Perhaps as the rumors say, the real Mobit is no longer there. Now this is a fake?"

"I’m not sure about this. After all, we don’t have the evidence, let alone whether Guanghui will do it on purpose. You know, there are enough headaches for the Federation now, so I’d rather believe that it’s a rumor. It’s easier to deal with federal-related issues that way."

"I thought the same before, but something happened recently." Windsor Bello said in a deep voice: "Our three frontline bases on the interstellar defense line were suddenly attacked by the Nerm fleet. The enemy Knowing the layout of our army, our outposts, cordon lines, and firepower points are in vain. The Nelm people evaded these arrangements with near-precision movement, which led to the destruction of our three Sirius bases and the death and injury of our soldiers! "

Rody took a breath: "How can this be possible, unless they get your frontline deployment intelligence."

Windsor Bello didn't speak, but looked at him rather calmly.

Rody then reacted and whispered: "No, someone really leaked the information? This is highly classified. Only the Federal Intelligence Service and the military headquarters keep this information?"

"Yes, I can't believe it. But among the three ruined bases, there is one that is equivalent to an abandoned base. It's just that I stole it, and I didn't mention it in the military report submitted to the Federation. However, the Nirmites still attacked this base. In other words, they think that base is equally important. That’s why I suspected that the information was leaked from within the Federation. Otherwise, on what basis did the Nirmites make such judgments. Windsor Bello sat up straight: "This is also the reason for my secret return. I have to investigate who did it. If I know who leaked the information, I will definitely not let him go!"

She stretched her fingers, and there was a series of light shocks in the study. Windsor Bello gritted her teeth and said: "He must be responsible for the more than 1,400 Sirius soldiers who died in action!"

Marshal Greedy's murderous intent made Roddy feel cold behind his back. He tentatively asked: "Then who do you think is most suspected?"

"After the attack, there was an attack on the front line. According to the intelligence I have collected, our Mr. President is currently in an unsatisfactory situation. This time he is not only with you. The family has torn apart and offended the old party even more. I am curious as to what power behind him supports his actions." Windsor Bello squinted and said, "The power he cultivated himself? I think it's possible. Not big, no matter how capable he is, he can't cultivate a force that can resist the nobles or the old party. Then there is only foreign aid left."

Rody stood up suddenly: "You mean, Mr. President he..."

"Don't say it." Windsor Bello raised a finger in front of his lips: "Until there is no evidence, don't say that answer. After all, this answer is amazing. In any case, I have to say the first suspect. It’s a pity. I think the president is the most suspicious. Therefore, I will put him first as the subject of this investigation."

Rody squinted his eyes and said: "Marshal, you are playing with fire."

"Of course I know, but I want to know the truth, and people have the right to know the truth." Windsor Bello smiled charmingly: "It would be better if Mobit did not do this, if he did it. Since He wants to cause the Federation to split, so I will poke him another big hole to make him completely untenable in the Federation."

"It's no good for anyone to do this."

Windsor Bello laughed: "Mr. Roddy, you are not like a person who only considers'goods'. You should know that if this matter is indeed done by Mobit, then exposing him is more meaningful than anything else. The so-called'benefits'."

Rody spread his hands and said: "Well, I can't tell you. Since you came to me, it seems that I can contribute to this matter."

"It is true, but this incident will probably drag Beskod into a less favorable situation."

"Do you think our family is still at ease now? The storm is coming, Marshal. It doesn't matter if you come early or late, it doesn't make a difference to me." Roddy's eyes shone brightly.

"Now I am a little clear

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Chu why Bethkod can stand in this circle, and can also go against the current. With Mr. Horn, Mr. Allen and Mr. Roddy you, it's hard for this family to be strong or not. "

Rody heard the words: "Alan? Have you met him? How is he?"

"He went to Agareth."

"What?" Roddy shook his head and said, "How did he get to such a place!"

"Agareth is a melting pot, and maybe Alan can be reborn there. You don’t know yet, the emperor of Idahuastar went to the Star of Paradise. Now, only Agareth can accept it. I have to get him."

"Things are really getting worse and worse." Roddy snorted: "Morbit has to be responsible for all this!"

"Go ahead, Marshal. How do you need me to cooperate?"

The sky was light, and Alan opened his eyes. He took away a hand on his chest, and then lifted it up. On the other side of the quilt is his **** and beautiful office secretary. The blond secretary was still asleep, her golden hair was scattered on the bed, and a few strands of hair fell across her face. She looked so peaceful and peaceful at the moment. Alan breathed a little harder, remembering that she was even crazier than ever last night, making him feel hot again.

But there are more important things to do today. He doesn't want to waste his energy on such things.

He walked to the bathroom.

As soon as I opened the bathroom door, I heard someone shouting behind me: "Let’s take a shower together."

He turned his head, secretary Idallen was standing next to him naked, and Alan nodded. The two walked into the bathroom together, and they entangled again when warm water was sprayed on them. This is a new experience for Alan, and Idalian is particularly passionate today. You must know that for a woman like her who is usually cold and cold, the glaring and silky appearance at this moment forms a sharp contrast, which is a fatal temptation for any man.

Everything will come naturally.

After Alan was satisfied with her, she closed her eyes in silence and let the water wash her body. Adalian pressed against his back, and he could feel the majestic peaks on the woman's chest pressing against the muscles on his back.

"What's the matter with you?" Alan asked: "You are a little different in normal times."

"Is there? Why I don't know." Idalian chuckled and bit the man's helix.

Alan looked like a beast that had been awakened, suddenly turned around and picked her up, and then held the woman against the bathroom wall again. Adalian closed her eyes and enjoyed the joy that the man brought her, but her hand around Alan's neck was quietly taking off a ring on her right hand. As soon as Elenda pressed the gemstone on the ring, a thin needle popped out from the front of the ring. The blue barking color on the needle is obviously not a good thing.

At this time, Alan began to sprint, and Adalen's body faithfully released his happiness. She hugged Alan tightly, and took this opportunity to move the needle on the ring toward the back of Alan's neck. But as soon as he moved his hand, Alan's wrist was already caught.

At this moment, Idalian opened his eyes, only to find that Alan's eyes were cold, and there was no fluctuation at all. She was suddenly cold, Alan pulled her hand to her eyes, looked at the poisonous needle on the ring and said: "Who is your boss?"

Idalian doesn't seem to be afraid. She smiled and said: "You and I know that, I won't say it."

"I do know." He stepped back from the woman's body and said: "But it really surprised me. You hide so deeply. So deep that I almost thought you were an ordinary woman."

"I want to be an ordinary woman, but when my chess piece is arranged by your side, I can't be an ordinary woman." Aidalian whispered: "Then what are you waiting for, kill Me."

"No, I will let you go back."

"What?"

Alan took the ring out of her hand, threw it into the trash can, and said: "As long as you can justify yourself and let your boss not pursue it, I can treat it as nothing happened today."

Adalen laughed suddenly: "Oh my god, is this our ruthless President Mobit? You wouldn't say, you are in love with me? Haha, hahahaha."

For some reason, she smiled, but tears flowed out.

Alan ignored her, changed her clothes, and left the house quietly. He said in his heart, it is a pity that I am not Mobit. I'm Alan, and **** it, I'm so **** in love with you. As soon as he walked out of the gate, there was a gunshot from upstairs, which made the bodyguards next to him immediately nervous. Alan was stunned, did not look back, just whispered: "Go and deal with it, remember not to say anything, and bury the body."

The two bodyguards nodded and got into the building. Alan got on the speeding car and left the house, and all this made a pair of eyes on the other side of the road. With a morning paper in his hand, the man walked across the street with a dog. As he walked, he whispered: "The mission failed, the chess piece is dead, and the target is alive."

After a long time, someone in his earphone made an "um" cry.

In the speeding car, Alan's assistant handed him a tablet brain, which listed today's itinerary. "Oh" the assistant said: "Mr. President, Mr. Roddy, the owner of Beskard, wants to meet you today, saying that there are some family issues that I want to discuss with you."

"Rody?" Alan said coldly: "This is really the sun coming out from the west. Does he want to get some ‘discount’ from me, that’s what he can afford to pay."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Set a time for me." After speaking, Alan stopped talking. He looked out the window, but the woman who laughed but shed tears sounded. Then closed his eyes and knocked the woman out of his mind.

He won't love the second person anymore.

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