"Is this the valuable information you call it? What I want is evidence! Do you understand the evidence?"
With a snap, an executive of the Interstellar Colonization Program threw the newspaper on the table and glared fiercely at his subordinates who dared not say anything.
On that newspaper, it was written very clearly, "A vicious wounding incident occurred in the central civilian area. Five people died on the spot. The scene was horrific. The survivor was an old man with a physical disability..."
Having said this, he seemed to be puzzled, poking at the newly published newspaper.
"Look for yourselves, what kind of evidence is this? Even the newspapers know something, and there are these witnesses who claim that they were once undercover agents of the government officials. What kind of mess is this? Do you think that such a person from the bottom of society will be Our own people? Huh?"
"Are you yourselves brainless, or do you think I am the kind of brainless person? Do you want to rebel?"
His voice was very loud. Fortunately, his office had excellent sound insulation. Even if he was so angry, the staff outside the door didn't feel anything and were still busy with their own work.
After venting for a while, even if he was scolded bloody, the executive finally vented his anger a little.
He sat down and took a sip of water. He glanced at the subordinate with his head lowered and his lips slightly parted. He was so angry after just one look.
"What? Is there anything else you want to explain? Tell me."
The executive said this with a sneer. He didn't want to learn any important information from the other party, he just wanted to take the opportunity to make another round of sarcasm.
But the other party obviously didn't have this awareness. As soon as he heard what his superior said, he immediately spoke, and the words he spoke made the executive stunned unconsciously.
"Sir, you don't know. This news doesn't seem like much, but according to the information from my subordinates, this survivor, that is, the beggar, was indeed a formal official who was expelled from the team ten years ago for some reason. It is said that someone has taken him away. I took some time to investigate and found that the person did not take him away through formal procedures. People who can do this, except for a few major institutions, can only take him away. No one can do it, that is to say, this person is not crazy, he was indeed an informant placed by an agency in the slums. As for why he appeared at the murder scene, I am still investigating."
"Oh? Is there such a thing? Wait...you mean ten years ago? Is that beggar an spy planted by someone ten years ago?"
He didn't think it was important at first, but when he heard his subordinates mention the words ten years ago, he suddenly thought of something and quickly confirmed it.
The subordinate nodded firmly.
"Yes, the people who were at the scene heard it very clearly. Although he may have been stimulated after testing afterwards, what he said at that time has been heard by everyone present, and there is absolutely nothing wrong. He was talking about ten years ago!”
"Ten years ago...it turned out to be ten years ago...so it was like that, it was like that, I knew it."
Seeing that their commander was mumbling to himself and thoughtful, his subordinates couldn't help but asked curiously.
"So, sir, is there anything you can say about this ten years ago? Why did I..."
He was about to ask himself why his superior only reacted to the one from ten years ago after reporting so much useful information.
However, when he was about to ask, he was interrupted by the other party.
"Go now, immediately! Immediately! Find out the whereabouts of that guy. I want to know where he is now. Also, the investigation report on the murder scene. I want to know the specific progress. I will come back as soon as I get the news. Report! Do you understand?"
"yes!"
The subordinates who had not heard this sentence for a long time stood up straight unconsciously, and at the same time they felt a little bit excited, especially for the latter task.
He always felt that once this case came to light, something shocking might happen.
The original depressed mood of being scolded was gone in an instant, and he became full of fighting spirit.
"Ah, right."
Just as he was about to salute and leave, his boss stopped him again.
"Go to Suzaku Street and see how the situation is now. If there's nothing serious, there's no need to go there."
The men agreed and left without the slightest suspicion.
In the Interstellar Colonization Agency, there is an unwritten rule. As long as there is an incident involving robots, you must express your concern appropriately, but only if you understand it.
They were happy to see that the iron knob that took up a lot of space was in trouble. Whenever there was such news, it was equivalent to an interesting conversation for everyone in the Colonial Office.
And the reason why they need to keep abreast of the news is just to add some powerful information at the right time. As long as it can hit the group of robots and their leaders, the people of the Colonial Office will not be stingy at all. Of strength.
After sending his men away, the Colonial Service executive sat in his seat and thought for a while, and finally picked up the phone.
After dialing the number, a somewhat impatient voice came from the other party. The other party seemed to be busy with something, and the background sound was beeping everywhere.
Although the other party's tone was very rude, the person here was not displeased at all. Instead, he said what he wanted to say very carefully.
"Sir, I think the time is ripe. Our enemy has already made a move. If we don't hurry up..." Then, he told all of what he had just heard from his subordinates, as well as his speculations. The other party, of course, casually replaced his men's guesses with his own ideas, and didn't think there was anything wrong. It seemed that this was a routine operation.
"Oh! That's it... Then do you know whose family that secret informant belongs to?"
The other party seemed to be interested, and his tone was much more relaxed than at the beginning. It was obvious that the other party's words were to his liking.
"Um...I have already sent people to investigate. I believe the results will be available soon, but I think it would be better to start early. If it is too late, maybe..."
He originally thought that his discovery would be greatly appreciated by the other party. Not to mention how much credit he had, at least it would leave a good impression in front of his master. Regarding the person opposite him, he still knew very well that the other party was not the kind of person who takes credit. , even though the other party has a very venomous tongue and a bad temper, there is really nothing to say about his craftsmanship. Even if the mastermind needs to develop any weapons, he has to find the person opposite him for reference.
Therefore, the existence of the person on the opposite side is also a trump card for the force to which he belongs. This kind of trump card usually does not play any role, but at the critical moment, it is like a Dinghaishen needle for their force.
Which force doesn't want to have its own weapon master?
Although this executive of the Colonial Office nominally belongs to the hawkish camp of the Colonial Office, who says he can't have his own underground forces?
"Okay." The other party interrupted him impatiently before he could finish speaking.
"I have an idea now. Don't bother me with calls again. As for what you said, I will tell that guy truthfully. Of course, what he will do is none of my business. Also, don't think You said telling me these things would make me look at you differently, including just now!"
"The reason why I changed my tone just now is because I happened to have a great idea. If you call me again when I am doing something, I will let him smash your head and throw it to me. In the smelting furnace, you know, some weapons combined with human skulls will have unexpected effects!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Hearing the terrifying laughter from the other party, the very wise man on the other side immediately hung up the phone and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He knew very well that the other party had the kind of temperament that meant what he said and would not joke with him.
But being able to pass on the current situation, including "his own analysis" to the organization behind him, is enough for this person.
I hope that after everything is over, there will be the kind of life I want!
This executive from the Third Section of the Colonial Administration thought so.
At almost the same time, all the hidden forces and organizations in the city, and people belonging to different agencies and departments, received the same intelligence, and each made different analyzes and judgments.
The only thing these people have in common is that when they learned the news, they were all in a place without any smart facilities, as if they were trying to avoid something.
But who can say that avoiding smart devices will definitely be useful?
Just when these people thought they were unaware, some common mechanical equipment of people around them changed to varying degrees without any warning.
