2095. The Bourne Supremacy
Douglas-Stamp was suddenly startled, raised his head and looked around at the empty surroundings, "Who are you?!"
"Don't be afraid, I'm just a friend..." the voice in the darkness said calmly.
However, Douglas-Stamp shook his head and said, "Well, I don't have a friend like you. If you came to assassinate me, then I must admit that you chose the best time."
"Well, I have to thank you for this." The man in the dark said jokingly, "If you hadn't suddenly ran out, I wouldn't have had the chance to get in close contact with you. And as long as I can get in touch with you, I will naturally have a way to find you."
Douglas-Stamp was surprised, "Were you the one who helped me out later?"
"Oh, it's rare that you still remember me when you were so drunk. You even vomited all over me, remember?" the person in the dark said, "But in order to make you vomit it out, I still took some care."
"I'm sorry Frank." Douglas-Stamp whispered, then raised his voice and said, "What on earth do you want to do?!"
"I sincerely believe that we can reach some mutually beneficial cooperation agreements. You will get a great future, unimaginable wealth and status... As long as you say a word, countless planets will rotate for you, and hundreds of billions of people will serve you. Yes, this is what we can give you." The man in the darkness said.
"Galactic Empire..." Douglas's voice deepened, and he looked around again.
"Oh, my friend, don't be nervous. Guardian here, I let them sleep... peacefully." The black shadow said, "Our conversation today will not be known to any third party, I promise you."
"You've got the wrong person! I'm just a civilian!" Douglas said in a deep voice.
"But you are still the person Francis-Underwood trusts the most." Black Shadow said.
"He has already given up on me!"
"Well, if that were true, then I wouldn't have to expend so much energy to get to you."
"What do you want to do?"
"Just a little information... It's very simple. Some information that only people at your level can access..." Black Shadow said, "We have arranged the brightest future for you, for Francis, and for Claire. Whether you want to leave Duchy of Dawn immediately, or you want Stay and continue your work, and all the wealth and power we have arranged for you will be in vain. You and Claire will become Sector Governor, and Francis, with his qualifications, will have no problem becoming the speaker of Imperial Senate."
"Haha, I understand. You can't reach Frank, so you want to influence him through me?" Douglas sneered.
"The political careers of you and Francis have come to an end, Doug." Black Shadow called Douglas by his nickname, seemingly familiar, but at this moment he was full of ridicule, "Even with our intelligence network, we can easily come to this conclusion. In fact, almost the entire Duchy of Dawn is talking about when their prime minister will step down..."
"This is none of your business!" Douglas growled.
"Oh, this is none of my business." Black Shadow said, "Galactic Empire's fleet is getting ready to go. Maybe in your opinion, the Empire is surrounded by powerful enemies, but even so, we have still expanded our fleet ten times compared to the Galactic Republic period. At this rate, how long do you think Duchy of Dawn can last?"
"The one who loses this war must be you!" Douglas said.
"Oh, I'm glad to see you are so confident Doug. But the power gap can never be closed. While we can still talk about conditions, hurry up and grab what you dream of in your hands. This is the most important thing. Isn't it..." Black Shadow's voice was full of temptation.
"That's enough... get out!" Douglas said.
"It doesn't matter. Of course I will leave now..." Black Shadow didn't mind at all, "I have already arranged the meeting gift for you. Remember these coordinates... this is an asteroid. I have buried 100 million Imperial credits inside. If the opportunity is right, remember to get it."
"Get out of here!" Douglas gritted his teeth.
"Hahahahahahaha..." The black shadow smiled wildly, and his voice gradually became smaller and disappeared.
Douglas gritted his teeth. Only then did he dare to pull out a Blaster pistol from under his body. The man just now had an inexplicable intimidating power that prevented him from even having the slightest sense of resistance.
He walked around his villa with a pistol and turned on the lights in every room. Along the way, I saw the housekeeper, nanny, and Guardian all sleeping on the floor.
He picked up the communicator, hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and dialed a message.
"I'm very busy at work right now Doug. If it's not particularly necessary, please don't come to me." Francis-Underwood's calm voice came.
"Listen to me! Frank!" Douglas-Stamp's voice trembled a little, "I just..."
The shadow put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and walked on the suburban streets. He looked very ordinary and ordinary, like an ordinary blue-collar worker who had just gone to the red light district to vent for a while without telling his wife after get off work.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked around.
All the pedestrians who came out from the nightlife disappeared at some point. He was alone in the whole street.
"Alas." Heiying sighed nonchalantly, "Your response time is at least 10 minutes slower than I planned. Can you please be a little more worthy of your salary and allowances?"
He seemed to be lamenting that he was going to cause a lot of killings again.
He looked up at the deserted street, "Besides, you only sent five people to deal with me. Are you looking down on me a little too much?"
"Put down your weapons and surrender." An extremely deep voice came from the air.
The black shadow scratched his head, took off his hat and threw it away, revealing a handsome but cold face, "Let me guess... is it Intelligence Department or National Security Bureau? Wait... it can't be Internal Affairs Department, right? Then I will win!"
He looked at the air around him and said in surprise, "Oh, I couldn't have guessed it right!"
The next second, he took a step sideways lightly. A crater suddenly appeared on the ground, and the entire sniping process was silent!
"This way... you are not polite at all." Heiying's face darkened.
Buzz!
A blood-red Lightsaber shot out of his hand!
"I'm very happy that you chose to take the initiative to notify me of this matter, Doug." Another person called Douglas by a nickname very rudely.
He is not tall, dressed in black, with neatly styled hair, and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
Solomon Lane, Duchy of Dawn Secret Intelligence Department Minister. Compared to the Intelligence Department, another name is even more chilling - Internal Affairs Department!
At this moment, he was holding a bottle of exquisitely packaged red wine in his hand. He looked around and said casually, "Actually, I made a bet with Kumov just now. I said you would have to wait at least an hour before contacting us. But, you made me lose 50 yuan... you contacted us in less than 20 minutes."
He looked at Douglas-Stamp with a smile on his face, but his eyes were as sinister and sharp as an eagle!
"Hurry up and find what you are looking for, and then get out!" Douglas-Stamp has no good impression of these eagle dogs at all.
The biggest reason why Internal Affairs Department is so notorious is that they secretly monitor Duchy of Dawn's senior officials. Of course, only the top politicians know of their existence.
"Don't worry, there are many things we need to confirm." Solomon Lane shook the red wine in his hand. "For example, do you want to have a drink of this bottle of wine? This should be a specialty from the Empire. It is brewed by Silver Moon Winery, one of the oldest wineries in the core area of the galaxy. It also uses the top-quality forest blue peaches produced on the planet Kashyyyk. Then, paired with the most advanced nanobots... This bottle of wine alone is worth at least 4 million Empire credits."
"Congratulations, you have your bedtime drink tonight." Douglas-Stamp said coldly.
"Ah, thank you for your generosity, I'm not polite." Solomon Lane smiled and handed the bottle of wine to a man in black beside him, and then said, "That man came over just now, what else did he say to you?"
"Is this important? Shouldn't your omnipotent Internal Affairs Department know every word we say immediately?" Douglas-Stamp asked sarcastically.
"But this time it's different, Doug." Faced with such ridicule, Solomon Lane admitted openly, "That's a Dark Jedi Knight. We can't get too close, we can only set up defenses one kilometer away, and I think he knows we are here... This guy is very powerful."
"It's also stupid. I know you are here, but you still come to me." Douglas snorted coldly.
"Oh... no no no no. He is very smart." Solomon Lane raised a finger and shook it. "For example, you are being investigated by us now, but there is no doubt that you are loyal and innocent. So the investigation against you will be over soon... but this is what he wants to see the most. Who else is more innocent than a person who has just been cleared of suspicion? He only needs to give you a reward that no one knows, but is full of temptation..."
He came to Douglas. The sinister face was less than ten centimeters away from him. "Then you will keep thinking about this thing in your heart... keep thinking, keep thinking... as if there is a greedy kitten scratching in your heart. And then... what will you do...? Hehehehe."
Douglas stood up suddenly, pushed Solomon Lane away, and said viciously, "I have already told you about the asteroid! Don't use your tricks on me again! Get out of here now!!"
The next second, he was pushed to the ground by a Ghost Agent.
"Calm down, Doug." Solomon Lane straightened his clothes with a smile, "There will be a lot more for us to deal with in the future."
At this time, he suddenly received a communication, raised his hand to look at it, and frowned.
"It seems that the arrest operation did not go well. Let the guy run away." Solomon Lane said calmly, "He killed five of us Ghost Agent, and there may be other accomplices."
"Use the money from that asteroid to cleanse your ass! A bunch of cowards!" Douglas-Stamp scolded, "Let that guy run away. If he comes back and is bad for me, then you bunch of losers will be satisfied?!"
"Don't worry, there will naturally be experts to handle it." Solomon Lane smiled slightly, gently hooked his fingers, and led the person out.
"Five Ghost Agent, all killed with one sword." A tall girl with long hair combed into a single ponytail and a natural beauty even though she was a little immature squatted on the ground and looked at the body of one of them, Ghost Agent.
She stood up and stretched. The girl looked to be about fourteen years old. Although her body was not fully developed, she was already proud of her figure, which was clearly displayed against the backdrop of the tight black combat uniform.
"From the analysis of the sword marks, they are Seventh Form: Zhu Yue and Fourth Form: Ataru." In front of another corpse, there was another girl squatting.
She is older, seventeen or eighteen years old. And there are colorful feathers growing on the tips of her hair! There is no doubt that this is a Ayrou.
On the periphery of the scene, a huge figure was sitting on the ground. This is a giant Indjori that is at least 3.5 meters tall! The fine dark blue scales on her body even exude a black luster. Next to her, stood a man wearing black clothes, with messy hair, Scar on his face, and a muscular body.
"Little Cheng, did you hear something?" The girl with the ponytail called in the direction of a small building.
A boy of about thirteen years old appeared on the roof of the small building. He waved his hand and then jumped down from the fifth floor.
Obviously he wanted to look cool, but when he landed, he accidentally stumbled and almost fell.
The boy coughed dryly, looked at the girl and said, "Sister Xiao Yan, there are three people."
"Three people?" Ayrou girl also stood up and walked over, "This is impossible. My judgment on Lightsaber's sword marks is not wrong."
"Sister Talia." The girl from the youth team Ayrou nodded and said, "You are right, there were only two people who took action. There was a third person, and he was watching from the side."
That's right, they are the mission team of Twilight Covenant - codename, Sky.
This young man is the son of Tyran Heavy Industries energy expert Zhang Jiarui, Zhang Xucheng. The other partners are General Xiao Guanghua's daughter Xiao Yan, captains Ayrou Talia, Indjori Karina, computer girl Kryster, and their leader and nanny: Shen Yuanhao.