The next day, Bai Mansion.

Zheng Yu felt the strength of the little hand on his head and said with some distress: "How could this be the case?"

After a moment, Mingyuelan's voice sounded: "You are asking questions knowingly, but the matter is obvious."

Zheng Yu said angrily: "I just like to hear you say it, how about it?"

Mingyuelan seemed to stick out her tongue: "What else can you do? Then just say it."

After a moment, Mingyuelan's voice returned to her usual calmness and calmness.

"The bureau has already known the Al Shabaab's plan, and it has been verified through multiple channels. Judging from the feedback, they have mastered the entire plan, which is much stronger than our vague guess. The bureau recommends that you don't move, and naturally there are arrangements."

"I'm not asking this," Zheng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "I want to know what they want to do and what they want to achieve. More importantly, how to cooperate with our plan."

"The bureau tells you to continue to follow the original plan and leave this matter to the bureau to handle." Ming Yuelan's voice was very light and clear, "Don't you understand this enough?"

"Yuelan, you should understand what this means." Zheng Yu's eyebrows frowned. "They just wanted to wait for the students to move, then just catch them all in one go, and then give them the Al Shabaab, and even put the Democratic Revolutionary Party on the hat of destroying the War of Resistance and colluding with foreign enemies. They took this opportunity to completely slander these people and stir up the people's spirit in the country."

"Isn't this good?" Ming Yuelan said calmly, "It is beneficial to the country and the overall situation. Those revolutionaries originally colluded with foreigners, and they are also abroad, and their funds rely on foreign countries, and their propaganda depends on foreign countries. Now, assassinating government officials and undermining the War of Resistance is also a fact. If they use them, they will use it. What's wrong with this?"

"The bureau is using them, but others are not fools," Zheng Yu said with some annoyance. "These so-called democratic revolutionaries have their own goals to do this."

"The purpose? It is nothing more than calling in front of the foreign master to show your existence and strength, and seek more bone soup. Then play the tragic card in front of the domestic people, and show your fear of violence and sacrifice." Mingyuelan said slightly mockingly, "Everyone takes the needs, it depends on who has better means."

"But what about those students? Everyone has their own needs. Who has ever thought about those students?" Zheng Yu's voice rose a little. "These are all patriotic young people who are full of energy and ignorant of the world! You both use tools to obtain their own interests! Has anyone considered them? Why can't we take measures to shed as little blood as possible to solve the problem!"

"What about the victims of the government and civilians? What about the innocent people who have been killed by Al Shabaab for so many years?" Ming Yuelan did not allow anything today. "They also want to sacrifice in this matter. Without bleeding, this matter will not be too shocking. We and the other party need this to be a big event. Now a few people have bleeding a little, in order to make more people less bleeding in the future."

"The government cannot do this," Zheng Yu murmured for a while. "If the government relies on power and cunning in doing things, then officials will gradually become addicted to these things. At that time, the entire government will become more and more degenerate, and the moral standards of the entire society will be out of control."

"It's an extraordinary time now, and we should use extraordinary means." Ming Yuelan stopped talking after saying this.

Zheng Yu smiled self-deprecatingly: "This is really an excuse that will always apply."

"Plant, don't forget the pattern you should have." After a while, Mingyuelan's voice sounded again.

"I understand what you mean." Zheng Yu was silent for a moment, "You think what this country needs is a saint. The saint is ruthless."

"Relax is great love." Mingyuelan's voice softened a lot, "To truly grasp the country, you must have great love, and you must not be influenced by emotions. How difficult the state is, you cannot tolerate emotional troubles."

"So you can ignore human lives? So you can let innocent people sacrifice? So you can use any means to seek results?" For some reason, Zheng Yu suddenly felt angry when he heard this, and his tone became a little stiff, "Who said that the government must do this?"

Mingyuelan bit her lip and fell silent.

Zheng Yu felt this inexplicable aura and suddenly felt a little regretful. His anger was not actually directed at the woman behind him, and he himself couldn't figure out who he was directed to, or just simply venting. Zheng Yu knew that Mingyuelan was right. He also knew that he had to support and cooperate. He was not the master of this country, nor even a definite successor. But he still had his own persistence.

"Yuelan, I don't have any objections to you. I just talk about the matter. After all, the consequences of some things are not easy to predict." After a while, Zheng Yu's tone eased, "If too many students really die, what do you think about the country? What does the international community think? How do you evaluate this government, and even how do you think about the authority of this regime? To put it bluntly, modern politics is still based on the natural human rights and is humanitarian. Everything cannot be biased towards one aspect of the work, it must be comprehensive and long-term, so you cannot do things too extreme, and leave room for anything. After all, people are not gods, and it is impossible to predict everything clearly. Moreover, when we do things, we cannot only look at the present moment, always see the future, and write the future history."

"At least, Your Majesty has not made any mistakes yet." Ming Yuelan was silent for a moment and said, "This matter will definitely not be handled so simply and roughly in the bureau. Don't think of the bureau as a murder machine that only knows conspiracy and violence."

"The General Intelligence Bureau can grow and grow under a lot of criticism, relying on loyalty, efficiency and strategy." Ming Yuelan's voice revealed confidence, "The leaders in the bureau will always think deeper, farther and wider in what I can think of."

"But don't forget that the bureau is too busy to take care of itself now," Zheng Yu said seriously. "The director was scolded by His Majesty, fined him for salary, and he will be demoted in the future. Director Xiao is busy investigating the inner demons, Director Ge is suspended, Director Li takes elite soldiers and strong generals to prepare for Beifeng. How much energy does he have to pay attention to this matter?"

"My opinion is still the same. Don't be extreme. Be more strategic and softer." Zheng Yu was about to say that he wanted to reduce student casualties, but his heart suddenly moved and changed his words temporarily, "Try to control the impact. In this way, I will post my opinions, including what I just said, and take into account comprehensively."

After a moment, Mingyuelan responded.

"Help me see if the whistleblower from Luo Anjie was made." Zheng Yu thought of what was happening in front of him again and frowned with some headache, "Get into the box early. Look forward to that kid, his sister can't control him. This is a wild horse, so you have to be willing to use a whip! Don't let him make trouble at this time. If it really doesn't work, add medicine."

"Poison?" Ming Yuelan's tone was a bit weird.
Chapter completed!