long night fire

"Why am I talking so much to you? You're just a puppet..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Reiner fell down and fell on the carpet.

The guards outside the door, and other people in the mansion also fell into a coma.

Phocas put on his casual clothes, went to his two grown children, picked up one in each hand, hurried to the garage, and got into a bulletproof off-road vehicle.

Immediately afterwards, he drove the vehicle to the green olive area in the north.

During this process, he did not call the Senate or the Office of Government Affairs, nor did he contact the subordinates of the City Defense Army.

Chapter 196 Mathematics is very important

Phokas drove a bullet-proof off-road vehicle, carried his two children, all the way out of the Golden Apple District, passed through the Red Giant Wolf District, and arrived at an ordinary-looking five-story apartment in the Green Olive District.

Not too far from this apartment, stands the Ugo Hotel.

Fukas parked the car in a nearby alley, carried his two children, and entered the apartment with steady steps.

Instead of going up, he headed straight for the basement entrance.

In the shadows there stood two plainly clothed men.

As soon as they saw Phocas, they immediately clenched their fists and thumped themselves on the head lightly, without stopping.

Phocas nodded slightly, and pushed open the half-hidden door with his elbow.

Through a narrow corridor, Phocas came to a hall.

At the end of the hall stands a stone statue, and in front of the statue are rows of simple floor coverings.

At this moment, many people were already lying on these bunks, their eyes were tightly closed, and they seemed to be in deep sleep.

Phocas walked towards the stone statue, placing his two children on the vacant floor on the way.

In fact, it is hard to call them floor coverings. They are just stacked white sheets on the stone bricks in the hall. There is no essential difference from lying directly on the ground. They are very hard and very uncomfortable.

Sleeping on it is almost a torture.

Finally, Phocas came to the stone statue.

This statue is different from all its kind. Its face does not have carved features, but is inlaid with an ordinary mirror.

When Phocas raised his head and looked at the head of the statue, he naturally saw himself.

He clenched his fist, thumped his head lightly, and said in a deep voice:

"I live forever."

After saluting, Phocas turned around, returned to the side of his two children, and found a simple bed to lie down on.

The hard touch tormented his waist, reminding him of the past.

Ever since his wife suffered from "no-heart disease", and he, a nobleman, a general, and an awakened person at the "spiritual corridor" level, was unable to stop him and could only watch, he joined this "True Self Cult" who worshiped "Dawn". ", became a "dream breaker".

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Phocas' eyes closed and his breathing became short of breath.

He passed out.

……

Golden Apple District, inside the Mansion of the Ombudsman.

Alexander's butler led the visiting Cynthia into one of the living rooms.

Cynthia was 27 and eight years old, tall and tall, with lustrous flaxen hair and a pair of eyes of the same color that seemed to be talking.

Today, she is wearing a long black dress with bare shoulders, diamond necklace, bracelet and brooch, looking noble and elegant, but nothing special.

"Your Excellency the Inspector." Cynthia looked at Alexander and bowed respectfully.

Then her eyes swept across the living room to check how many people were there.

"One..." This refers to Alexander the Ombudsman.

"One..." Cynthia's eyes slid across Galoran's face.

"Two..." Cynthia glanced at the butler beside her.

"Three, four..." Cynthia saw the two guards in charge of protecting Alexander.

There are four people in total... She nodded slightly in her heart.

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you coming so late?" Alexander cleared his throat and asked.

Cynthia looked around and said hesitantly:

"Can I trouble them to wait outside the door?"

She often visited the Ombudsman's mansion and had a private relationship with Alexander. Such a proposal was not too much.

As one of the two giants of the "First City", Alexander himself has enough power to protect himself.

Alexander frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and said:

"Go and watch outside."

He clearly gave orders to the housekeeper and the guards, but his gaze was on his youngest daughter, Galoran.

Galoran stood there indifferently, as if he didn't feel his father's gaze.

At the same time, the butler and the two guards walked out of the living room without saying a word and with soft steps.

The former closed the door very carefully, and then, together with two guards, stood outside, not letting anyone approach.

Seeing this, Cynthia took two steps forward, and said with a little panic and fear:

"Your Excellency the Ombudsman, the murderer of the citizen assembly bombing caught by the 'Hand of Order' identified Elder Valor as the manipulator behind the scenes, and General Gaius took this opportunity to call all the citizens in the city to assemble tomorrow morning.

"This, this reminds me of some bad rumours.

"Your Excellency the Prosecutor, if you don't come forward to stop it, there will be riots in the city at first!"

While speaking, Cynthia approached Alexander, trying to reach out and hold the old man's arm to calm her fearful heart.

Alexander glanced sideways at his youngest daughter, Galoran, and retracted his arms in embarrassment:

"Ma'am, don't do this."

Before Cynthia responded, Alexander pointed to the coffee table in the living room:

"Calm down, ma'am, how about a cup of tea first?"

There were two cups of tea, one belonged to Alexander and the other had been drunk by Galoran.

Cynthia looked at Alexander's hand, and instinctively counted how many cups of tea there were:

"One cup, three cups... Well, there are three cups of tea.

"Which two did the inspector chat with here before?"

While thinking, Cynthia pursed her lips and said:

"Okay, okay."

Her lips were pinkish and pearly, and she looked very attractive.

Alexander forced himself to look back, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

He quickly greeted the butler and asked him to bring another cup of tea.

At this time, Galoran had already found a place to sit down, showing a state of being content with the situation, and had no intention of leaving.

Soon, the housekeeper brought a cup of black tea, and then exited the room softly.

Cynthia picked up the cup and tried to take a sip, but her hands trembled uncontrollably because of the fear and fear left on her body, and she accidentally knocked over the teacup.

"Oh..." She stood up quickly, the clothes on her chest were already wet.

In a gentlemanly manner, Alexander wanted to step forward to help, but he glanced at the wet part, then at the little daughter next to him, and stopped by himself.

Cynthia was in a hurry for a while, seeing no one responded, she had to take out a tissue and wipe it herself miserably.

"Your Excellency the Prosecutor, look..." While wiping the clothes on her chest, she thought that she might have to go to the bathroom to deal with it.

According to the words "Look", Alexander looked at Cynthia's chest, and felt that there was a beautiful curve there, which was indescribably moving.

He suddenly felt that he was on fire, something was brewing rapidly in his heart, and it was about to boil.

But... Alexander glanced sideways at his youngest daughter, Galoran, who was sitting next to her, and couldn't help complaining about Cynthia in his heart:

Can't we see the next occasion?

How do you act like no one else is here?

Alexander straightened his face and said in a deep voice:

"Ma'am, I already know what you want to express, and I will maintain the stability of the original city.

"Okay, you can go back, it's easy to catch cold when your clothes are wet."

Cynthia froze for a moment, until the housekeeper got the order to come in and ask her to leave, her expression didn't recover.

She had never seen such an inspector in Alexander!

When Cynthia's back disappeared at the door, Alexander turned around, looked at his youngest daughter Galoran, frowned slightly and said:

"Is this one of your abilities?"

Galoran replied very peacefully:

"Yes."

Alexander was silent for a while, and heaved a long sigh:

"You are completely different now than you were before."

Galoran showed a little smile:

"You probably don't know what price I paid."

"Huh?" Alexander asked suspiciously.

How can the price paid be said casually?

Unless it's not very easy to target.

At this time, Galoran suddenly murmured "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun".

Then she said casually:

"character."

The price she pays is character.

……

In the Red Giant Wolf District, in the safe house prepared by the "Old Tune Team".

Looking at the gradually brightening sky, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I thought there would be unrest last night."

After all, Xiao Chong has taken action against such a terrifying existence, and it is easy to trigger an overreaction.

In addition, the explosions made by the "Old Tune Group" are also stimulating the sensitive nerves of everyone in the city.

"It seems that the strength and stability of the original city are stronger than we imagined. Those big bosses should have been very busy last night." Jiang Baimian nodded in agreement, "If there is no problem with the internal structure of such a skyscraper, it will only rely on external forces. , it is difficult to create unrest.”

Shang Jianyao thought about it seriously, and said to Long Yuehong:

"You can say something else. For example, I am only 1.7 meters five through genetic modification, and my grades are also average. For example, there should be no turmoil for us to use this time."

"Hey..." Long Yuehong was angry and funny.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao, exhaled, and said seriously:

"Time to go out and get the radio."

They also had to keep an eye on developments in this civic assembly.

Chapter 197

In order not to be involved in the possible turmoil in Primordial City before getting the radio transceiver, the "Old Tuning Team" went out early in the morning, staggering the scheduled citizen assembly time by a full hour.