On the top floor of Huazhi Building, all sounds disappeared.

It's as quiet as a cemetery here.

The lingering sound of "I object" was still echoing. Before Lu Nanzhi finished all his subsequent remarks... the projection screen was shut down and extinguished by the angry old man. Zhao Xilai clutched the handle of the wheelchair with a gloomy expression.

Can seep water.

No one laughed out loud now.

And all this reversal happened so quickly... that some people still had smiles on their faces, which was very embarrassing.

The only consistent person is Cui Zhongcheng.

"Dingle bell——"

Soon, the dead silence on the top floor of Huazhi was broken by the ringing of the phone.

More than one person's social account was dialed, and the ringtones rang one after another. The senior executives who were holding champagne to celebrate had strange expressions. They knew that the people on the phone were the "financiers" who were in close contact with Huazhi's various projects...

…These people have one characteristic in common.

They poured a lot of money into the "Awakening Act" project.

Cui Zhongcheng glanced at his caller ID...

He didn't pick it up.

Instead, he waited silently for the ringing to end.

"The New World project team consumes tens of millions of funds every month... Huazhi has sought different partners across the five continents... These people share risks and benefits."

Mr. Xiao Cui leaned over and whispered in Mr. Zhao's ear: "Obviously, just now, Lu Nanzhi's declaration had a huge impact on the New World Plan."

You don’t need to connect to know it.

How angry the funders on the other end of the phone were.

"……I can not understand."

Zhao Xilai regained his composure.

He looked at the celebration venue that was surrounded by flowers and boxes of unopened champagne.

Sure enough, everything today was a joke.

But I am the biggest joke.

She clearly left everything to Lu Nanzhi... She had already won the election, and all that was left was just a nod.

As long as she nods, then the banner is hers and the seat of parliament is also hers.

Everything will be hers then!

Why... object now?

"It's really...witnessing history."

Zhou Jiren silently looked at the light curtain that returned to silence, and sighed softly.

He knew that the speeches of the candidate members did not represent the final outcome of the bill... Lu Nanzhi's declaration was more like a declaration of war.

What follows will be a "real war" that affects the fate of tens of millions of people in most cities.

Although these millions of people don’t know it.

"By the way, let me remind you that before the election... Lu Nanjin returned to Dadu." Mr. Shu smiled softly, put down half of his cigar, and left the Huazhi Building.

The Lu family’s youngest daughter has returned to Dadu?

The old man sitting in the wheelchair was a little confused, and he was lost in thought.

Zhao Xilai felt a little ridiculous at this moment.

He sincerely felt his "aging". The years had brought him rich experience and supreme status. He still controlled the lifeblood of countless people in the capital, and still enjoyed the omniscience and omnipotence of thousands of information. Here, even if there was a slight change,

The escape of a fly could not be hidden from his eyes.

For example... the meeting between Lu Nanzhi and Ye Ningqiu in the Liberty Hall was known to him in less than a minute.

But the beginning of aging is not invisible.

But I saw it but didn't realize it.

I'm aware of it, but I can't react correctly.

Real aging is...slowness, hesitation, and inability to judge.

He didn't even know what caused the current situation. He was no longer as sharp as he was when he was young.

After a long time, the old man asked softly.

"Lu Nanjin returned to Dadu, why didn't I know?"

Cui Zhongcheng, who was holding a wheelchair, replied in a deep voice: "According to your instructions, I have compiled the relevant files. Your habit is to read them once a week. Tomorrow is the day for you to read the archives."

"Oh……"

Zhao Xilai lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

So...is that so?

Real aging is also arrogance, arrogance, and laziness.

Mentioning Lu Nanjin, Cui Zhongcheng said in a low voice: "There is a video, I think you should take the time to take a look, it has been circulated within the parliament these days...Zhou Ji people set up a 'special operations team' in Dadu, this is

The core members of the team are Gu Shen, Lu Nanjin, and Chen Mei. The three of them are investigating the case of the S-class suspect 'Xiao'."

…

…

Chen did not raise his head.

He stared at the blazing light above his head.

This interrogation room was as silent as the depths of the sea.

Three days.

Zhou Jiren only delivers one meal a day... This eating frequency does not cause any discomfort to Chen Mei. High-level extraordinary people who master the Dacheng Breathing Method can reduce their own energy consumption to an extremely low level to cope with severe and harsh natural conditions.

The absolute silence and loneliness during these three days were his real enemies.

The sacred tree bound him.

Red silver wraps the interrogation room in layers.

The ability of "Time Slow" is useless here... He couldn't break free from the sacred tree, so he could only be pressed to death in this small interrogation room.

Has that video been circulated?

Did the owl see it?

Thoughts spread like thousands of strands of seaweed. For Chen Mei, who has the ability to "slow down", being imprisoned in the interrogation room is a real torture, because his time will only be longer than three days...

He would rather that all speculations have a result.

suddenly.

"Bang bang bang."

Someone knocked on the door.

Zhou Ji people will never knock on the door.

Chen Wei frowned and looked at the strange visitor who entered the interrogation room. In his eyes... this was no longer a human being, but a blurry shadow.

As soon as this shadow appeared, I felt a majestic and tall feeling in my heart.

This is a towering man.

The other party sat across from the long table in the interrogation room... This sitting made all the hairs on Chen Wei's body stand up. He didn't feel this way at all when facing Zhou Jiren.

Because he knows that even if Mr. Shu is the Grand Adjudicator of Dongzhou, he still has to be wary of his own identity.

But the man in front of me was different.

He didn't say a word, but he had a fierce murderous intention.

This is an extremely dangerous person!

This guy... really might kill himself.

"I ask, you answer."

That vague shadow spoke very concisely... no self-introduction and no unnecessary nonsense.

He took out a photo.

Photos of Zhou Yu.

"Is it an owl?"

How can there be such an interrogation? Where can there be such questioning?
To be continued...