United States. Forces headquarters.

There were people coming and going in the hall, and seven elite intelligence teams were analyzing them carefully based on the information sent by all parties.

In the middle of the hall, a white man was moving back and forth anxiously.

He is the current director James.

At this moment, he looked nervous and his face was sweating like rain.

"Have you found clues about Oliver and others?"

"Report: They are temporarily missing, it should be their personal bodyguards. We are now searching for surveillance cameras across the city. As long as they dare to show up, they will definitely be caught by us."

“Where is the red q of ia?”

"Report: The Queen has rushed to the White House!"

...

White House. West Ballroom.

All the guests did not leave because the door of the banquet hall was closed and the agents were lined up everywhere. No one could leave tonight, except Miss Alice, she had already visited the patient.

At this time, everyone was waiting for the White House government's review in panic.

The facts tonight are too great, no one can stand it alone, and even the US president can't stand it.

To put it seriously, if the little child prodigy really dies this time, then Mr. Obama will definitely step down. The anger of the people across the United States will burn the entire White House.

Is this the greatest genius in the history of the United States, the God of Wealth for all citizens of the United States, and the wealth shared by all mankind.

He was actually assassinated in the safest place in the entire United States in the White House?!

What does the government do, what does the president do!

If you have dereliction of duty, the government must have dereliction of duty!

Trial the president, trial the force, trial the ia...

They all lost their duty!

Start a vote and the whole nation will judge them!

...

"Who is Agatha? Please stand up!"

At this moment, the door opened. An iceberg beauty walked in under the protection of several men in suits.

Hearing the question, a trembling female voice immediately rang.

"It's me, I'm Agatha, Agatha Leslie!"

Agatha stood up timidly, her delicate body trembling, and her heart was terrified.

Around her, all the guests seemed to be terrified and left her as fast as possible.

The Iceberg Beauty walked over quickly.

"Hello, I'm a senior agent of the FIA. You can call me Queen of Hearts. I want to ask you a few questions and hope you can answer truthfully. Is that OK?"

Agatha nodded repeatedly.

"Very good! The first question: How did you meet Miss Alice?"

"My father is a director of Twitter. We wanted to invite the little prodigy to start Twitter, and we also invited Miss Alice by the way, so we met."

"Very good! Second question: Two months ago, you tweeted Miss Alice, what is that Aite message?"

"The message is: Miss Alice, are you here?"

"Very good! The third question..." Speaking of this, I'm a red peach q paused slightly, as if the next question was the focus of this review.

"Miss Agatha, why did you think of inviting Miss Alice tonight to come from the East Hall to the West Hall?"

As soon as this question came out, a noble lady in her 40s couldn't help but tremble involuntarily among the crowd in a certain direction on the scene.

Sure enough!

At this moment, Agatha suddenly turned around and looked at her.

"It was Mrs. Evelyn's suggestion! I didn't dare to offend Miss Alice at will, but at the dance time, Mrs. Evelyn came to me and suggested to me that she would invite Miss Alice to try. So..."

After the sound fell, Hong Tao q waved his hand in an instant.

"Arest her!"

Several CIA agents suddenly drew their guns and rushed towards the noble lady.

Seeing this scene, the audience was shocked. The lady could no longer control her emotions, and her harsh screams resounded throughout the audience.

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it! They kidnapped my son, and I don't know that their target is a little prodigy! Please, please go around me and spare me..."

They? Who are they? It seems that the mastermind behind the scenes has already appeared!

"Take her away!"

"Please, I've been around me. I didn't mean it, please..."

However, the cold-blooded agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau completely ignored the noble lady's begging for mercy. In everyone's horror gaze, Agent A. dragged the noble lady up and left the banquet hall in an instant.

The West Banquet Hall closed the door again.

...

At this time, in another trial room in the White House.

Mr. Chrisnan, who had no time to leave, has been arrested and is being interrogated.

He is the grandfather of the suspect Oliver Krisnan and is also the leader of the second wealthy family in Malaysia.

However, these two identities are useless to the United States, to the Pumpkin Alliance, and to the Watermelon Alliance.

"Mr. Chrisnan, your grandson has participated in the assassination of our prodigy. Do you know?"

Old Chrisnan was shocked: "No, I don't know! I don't know this at all. If I knew, I would stop it even if I died! No, even if I die, I would kill Oliver!"

There was endless fear in the old voice. At this moment, Mr. Christan dared not admit such a crime.

This will cause genocide. Not to mention that one is a wealthy family in Malaysia, even the seven major families in the United States will also be exterminated.

In front of the powerful Watermelon Alliance and the Pumpkin Alliance, anyone, any family, is an ant!

"Hmph!" The senior official of the interrogation sneered and said, "Mr. Chrisnan, you can stop talking now! But when we find the evidence, even if you want to say it, it will be too late!"

"I don't, really don't! Our Chrisnan family really didn't participate in the assassination. Please, believe me, we really didn't do this. Don't say we did, we dare not even think about it!"

Hearing such words, a murderous intent arose in the heart of the senior official, and was about to speak, asking his subordinates to directly punish him.

At this moment, a chuckle came from outside the door.

In an instant, the door of the interrogation room opened. A white man with a cold expression walked in.

He is Hughes, the current leader of the Watermelon Alliance!

Hughes Roosevelt!

"You are Mr. Chrisnan, are you?"

The sound is endless and cold, so cold that it makes people tremble.

"Are you waiting for the Malaysian government to use diplomatic means to save you? Sorry, it's too late! They can't even save themselves now!"

...

"Dingling! Dinglingling!"...

The Malaysian Foreign Ministry’s phone rang urgently.

In an instant, the operator answered the phone. At this moment, the operator was shocked.

"Quick, report it to the minister! The United States, the European Union, Russia, China, Japan, South Korea... a total of 87 countries sent serious diplomatic notes, allowing us to hand over the murderer immediately! Otherwise, the Big Pumpkin Asian Military Execution Zone will use force!"

What?!

oh,mygod!

…(To be continued.)

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Chapter completed!