Though that was what he said, the two committee chairmen in charge of every security agency in the country both looked deeply worried. They weren't particularly concerned about the president's safety; they clearly had little confidence in the investigation that would follow.
Well, if even they weren't hopeful, there was no reason to expect the people below them to do their jobs properly. Yang Mingzhao had immediately lost what little hope he had in them, too.
...As expected, both the National Intelligence Bureau and the Committee Intelligence Bureau were useless! My junior uncle was right. Damn it, if I got the chance, the next thing I'd do was whip the foreign intelligence services into shape.
The other priority was maintaining public order and security.
Of course, there was no way to keep the attack on the president secret. But if it turned into unrest at home, that would be everyone's failure.
"So, he'll be returning straight to Earth, is that right?" asked Marshal Parris, the Minister of Military Affairs.
"Yes. He's expected to arrive in the Solar System around January 15."
"Very well. I'll arrange an escort. I can guarantee there won't be any security lapses at home." Marshal Parris paused in thought. "But what should we do about the possible mole aboard the ship?"
"It'll be almost impossible to investigate. President Nikita chose this route himself. It was finalized after discussions with the captain, first officer, chief navigator, and escort fleet commander."
"Oh? He chose it himself?" Marshal Parris asked.
Yang Mingzhao gave a wry smile. "There are twenty-seven routes from Qingchun City to Ossemen. Even taking travel time into account, there are more than five options. We chose this one... Well, if there's anything unusual about it, perhaps it's that it passes through the Humpback Whale-1 system. More