After the president's speed left, several bodyguards carried a black bag out. Downstairs, another car was ready. Two of them put the bag in the back compartment and got on the car. The speed started and drove out quietly.

The remaining two bodyguards returned to the front of the building and saw that there was no one around. One of them took out a cigarette. The two found a corner and started to suck. The bodyguard with blonde hair said, "I really didn't expect that Adalian would assassinate the President. What a pity, such a good woman."

Another bodyguard who tied his long brown hair behind his head with a braid and laughed: "What a pity? What a pity she has such good kung fu in bed? It's a pity to say that, every time she spends the night here, she hears the screams several streets away."

When talking about women, both men smiled knowingly.

Outside several streets away from the President's residence, a municipal maintenance vehicle parked next to the road. The door opened and three people wearing maintenance uniforms walked down from inside, namely one woman and two men. They quickly built a temporary work tent next to them. The three of them got in. The two men quickly fiddled with several instruments, and the woman took off her uniform and exposed a tight leather jacket inside.

When she took off her hat, her blonde hair fell down. If there were military people in this tent at this moment, they would find that Sirius's coach did not stay on the interstellar front line, but instead played a guest role here as a maintenance staff member. Another man walked in and handed Windsor Bello a handbag. She opened it and took out gloves, goggles and other items from the bag, and a hair net that could fix her hair.

After Windsor Bello tied up his hair and fixed it with a hair net. Someone had already opened a sewer manhole cover on the ground for her and said, "Miss, you can reach your destination from here. However, even the sewer also has a maintenance device. Please be sure to pay attention to our information."

"I know." Windsor Bello made an "OK" gesture and jumped into the sewer. The people on the ground quickly covered the manhole cover. The sewer was clean and the air quality was good. There was a constant flow of water in a canal next to it. Windsor Bello put on a wireless headset and asked: "What's the signal?"

"Very good, Miss. Now I'll send the map to your electronic glasses and you should be able to see it."

At the end of his speech, a topographic map of the underground waterway appeared on Windsor Bello's goggles, and a blue dotted line outlined the route. Windsor Bello nodded and said, "I received it, start the action."

After receiving Roddy's support yesterday, he would meet the president in the name of the family today and try to buy time for Windsor Bello. The latter would sneak into the president's residence to see if he could find any clues. Windsor Bello passed through several blocks in the sewer, and two minutes later, he had already arrived at the ground floor of Alan's apartment. Just as she was about to turn a corner, the voice of the ground staff suddenly sounded in the headset: "Please wait, Miss."

Those people were originally affiliated with the Red Wolf, but they had withdrawn from the army at the request of Windsor Bello a long time ago, thus becoming her private intelligence team. Originally, Windsor Bello was only keen on digging out scandals of senior federal officials and using them to make money, in order not to accuse others of a move to seek personal gain. Now it comes in handy. This time, whether in intelligence collection or actual actions, Windsor Bello did not use any Sirius resources to avoid dragging the army into the water.

After a while, new information was found in the headset: "There is a comprehensive warning network in the passage ahead of you, and you can't just pass it."

Windsor Bello looked at the head and after adjusting several spectral modes in the goggles, she saw a grid-like light in this passage less than five meters. It can be imagined that once it crashed into these light, it would immediately cause an alarm from the protection system. She shrank back and said, "Can you turn it off?"

"We are invading the other party's system, but in order not to attract the other party's attention, we can only turn it off for about three seconds. If it is too long, the system alarm will be triggered."

"Three seconds? It's enough."

"Please prepare, Miss. Okay, the alert network is temporarily closed."

Windsor Bello immediately flashed out of the passage, not even confirming whether the alert network was really closed. At this time, she chose to believe in her. Then she accelerated and sprinted, and the roar of airflow sounded in the passage. When Windsor Bello stopped, she had passed through the passage, and now only 1.5 seconds had passed.

"Beautiful." She smiled proudly. Then, following the instructions of the ground staff, she climbed up a shaft. Opened the manhole cover and came to the garden behind the President's apartment. First, raise the manhole cover in a thin gap. Looking through the gap, there was no figure nearby. Windsor Bello immediately uncovered the cover and left. After resetting the iron cover, she rolled on the ground and stuck it on the wall of the garage.

New instructions kept ringing in the headset, and according to these instructions, Windsor Bello sneaked into the main building silently. She flipped through the back window of the kitchen, passed by the living room silently, and passed under a window with her body low body. Outside the window, two bodyguards were smoking cigarettes and talking in a low voice, without notice that Sirius's marshal flashed by.

Windsor Bello walked up a staircase silently, and a sound came out of the headset: "Miss, someone is coming down from above, please avoid it." She looked up and the person soared into the air. Then he used the adsorber on the palm of his palm and toes to fix himself firmly on the bottom of the stairs to do all this, and someone came down from the upstairs. He was a bodyguard in a black suit. He stood around the corner and looked out the window before he went downstairs.

Windsor Bello watched him pass under his body until he disappeared from sight. The marshal turned off the adsorption function and floated to the ground like a fallen leaf. He wanted to continue to go upstairs, and there was a new prompt in the headset: "You can't go up the stairs, Miss. There are two guards at the entrance of the stairs. Please go out through the window and climb up from the exterior wall."

The marshal rolled his eyes, turned around and opened the window next to him. He activated the adsorption function again, and she swam up the exterior wall like a gecko, and the headset rang: "The president's bedroom is above, but please don't go in through the window. We found that the bedroom window can only be opened from the inside, and if it is opened outside or destroyed violently, it will trigger an alarm."

"What should I do?"

"You should see a vent. From there, you can go to the ceiling of the bedroom."

Windsor Bello looked up and there was indeed a vent on her head. She crawled over, removed the guardrail of the vent, and slew into it lightly. Fortunately, she was a woman, so she barely got into the somewhat crowded vent duct. After a while, she came to Mobit's bedroom. Through the guardrail, she could see the scene inside the room below. After confirming that no alarm would be triggered, she moved the guardrail and jumped into the bedroom.

"I finally came in. Now let's see what Mr. President has hidden." Windsor Bello rummaged in the bedroom with gloves. Her movements were very light and thin. After moving the items, she did not forget to put them back to their original position. She searched very carefully and did not want to miss any clues. Soon, she found a private intelligent brain in the drawer of the cabinet at the head of the bed. Without surprise, the tablet intelligent brain set the user password, and Windsor Bello took out a cracker from a bag on his chest and inserted it into the intelligent brain. The cracker unzipped the password at once, allowing Windsor Bello to quickly enter the operation interface.

She took out another mobile storage and copied the files in her brain into the storage.

"Miss, we found a faint electromagnetic reaction in the cloakroom. Do you check it?"

Windsor Bello nodded and walked over to open the cloakroom. When the door opened, a small piece of paper slipped silently to the floor. Windsor Bello didn't pay attention. She walked in and turned on the lighting. Then she searched the wardrobe and shoe cabinets in it, but nothing got it. Windsor Bello didn't give up, and patiently tapped the wardrobe shoe cabinets and other items with her hands, wanting to see if there were any mezzanines or something.

Finally, on a floor-to-ceiling mirror at the entrance, she found that there was a different sound. Windsor Bello immediately removed the floor-to-ceiling mirror. Sure enough, after removing the mirror, there was a secret lattice inside, and there was a smart brain host in the secret lattice. She hurried out of the cloakroom, took the storage device and inserted it into the host, and then her intelligence lady remotely controlled it, backed up the archives and transferred it to the storage.

"Miss, you should leave."

Windsor Bello said "hmm" and put away the storage, carefully restored everything before leaving the ceiling vent.

At night, Alan returned to his residence. When he walked into the bedroom, he allowed himself to show his tired expression. Alan unbuttoned his buttons, lay on his back on the bed, and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands. Today, he met the people of Bethcod and Smith's family, and both families asked for negotiations on the family migration order he proposed. Their reasons were very sufficient. Not to mention the efforts of each family to the Federation over the years, the floating island of Babylon alone had aristocrats participated in the construction.

Simply put, the aristocrats' opinion is that Babylon is not a proprietary property of the Federation, and even the president does not have the right to require all families to leave the floating island unconditionally.

"These damn guys." Alan sighed, then sat up from the bed and prepared to take a shower and relax.

When he walked towards the cloakroom and wanted to get a casual suit, he saw the note. The small note was lying on the side of the door, and when Alan left, it should have been clipped to the crack of the cloakroom door. The bedroom window was tightly closed and there would be no wind blowing the note off.

unless……

Unless someone opened the cloakroom, Alan's face darkened. He opened the cloakroom and walked in, came to the floor-to-ceiling mirror. He took off a fixing screw in the middle of the mirror, unscrewed the hood, and there was a small round metal piece inside. It was the pocket camera he placed in the cloakroom himself. Even the security supervisor of the apartment did not know the existence of this thing.

PS: Thank you for the three-year reward for the helm. This month, I don’t dare to ask for monthly tickets. Since I went to the hospital last month to get a cervical spondylosis, I don’t dare to code too late every night. The output of the manuscript will definitely not keep up. So now I can only be in better condition like this, so I will add a little more. Thank you for your support. Of course, subscription is still required, after all, this is the lifeblood O(∩_∩)O
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