Elan City FBI Building

"Your bail granted."

The FBI agent wearing an exoskeleton armor opened the electronic paper book in his hand and showed the bail permission with an encrypted label attached inside, "Your lawyer is waiting for you outside."

"oh."

Levi's hair was a little messy and he looked a little depressed, holding a cigarette in his mouth and slowly stood up.

The FBI agent reached out and unlocked the electronic shackles on his hands and feet, then took out a slim alloy anklet and put it on his ankle.

"This is a positioning anklet. According to federal law, you cannot leave the St. Yilan District of Yilan City during your bail period. You will be summoned by the court at any time. If you leave the restricted area, we have the right to arrest you again until the trial. Understand

Yet?"

"Understood."

Levi nodded slightly.

His expression was a little confused, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

But the FBI agent didn't pay attention to this. After completing the process, he returned his personal belongings and took him outside, quickly arriving in the lobby outside.

"Mr. Levis!"

A man in neat formal clothes saw Levi's coming out from a distance. He immediately walked over and looked at Levi's body carefully, "How is your health? Did they use torture?"

His question seemed to remind Levi of something, and his body trembled subconsciously. Then he thought for a moment and shook his head, "No."

This man was the lawyer who came to pick up Levis.

After sending Levis over and making sure there were no problems, the FBI agent turned around and left.

The lawyer saw that Levi's expression seemed a little strange, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he took a look at Levi's somewhat casual outfit and said quickly, "I have prepared clothes for you. Let's get in the car and change."

Then he leaned into Levi's ear and said in an extremely small voice, "The gentleman from Nolde wants to see you."

"good."

After hearing this, Levi seemed to finally regain some of his energy. He pinched off the cigarette butt from his mouth and nodded gently to the lawyer, "I also have something I want to tell them."

The two of them walked all the way to the entrance of the hall.

But just as he was about to leave the FBI building, Levis stopped and looked back at the TV hanging in the lobby.

At this moment, the mayor's speech is being replayed on this ultra-thin LCD TV.

Hearing the impassioned voice echoing in his ears, Levis lit a cigarette again and took a deep breath.

"What's the matter? Mr. Levis."

The lawyer in front turned his head and looked at Levis with some doubts.

"I just suddenly thought, shouldn't I leave here easily?"

He took another deep drag on the cigarette, then looked at the lawyer who was standing at the top of the stairs with a confused look, and said in a calm tone, "It's okay, let's go."

The lawyer withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward with Levis.

Levis put his hands behind his back and clicked on the bracelet on his wrist.

In front of the two people, a black car has been waiting for a long time.

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White Jasmine Palace·Mayor's Office

Hearing He Ao's words, the mustachioed man walking in front was a little surprised at first, and then turned around in horror to look at the thin man.

This seemed different from any of the possible reactions he had imagined in his mind for a mayor being assassinated.

Such a calm attitude made him even think that the assassin in front of him was summoned by Mayor Lin En.

He had risked everything and bet his entire political life and future on the assassin in front of him.

If Lin En dies today and the consortium takes power, the consortium will not give up on himself as a 'loyal' follower. Then everything he does today is correct, and he may even have a chance to aspire to the position of mayor. History is

Written by the victors.

But if the assassin fails to kill Lin En today, or even if he is Lin En's person, he can be sent to criminal court based on today's surveillance in the mayor's palace.

This assassin must kill Linn today!

And it wasn't just the man with the mustache who was shocked at this moment.

The thin man with a gloomy and cold face could not help but have a look of confusion and shock on his face. His eyes carefully and quickly looked at the old man's body in front of him and the decoration of the entire office.

There doesn't seem to be an ambush. Mayor Linn is the only one here at the moment.

There are no guards, no attendants, and when someone outside attacks the Mayor's Mansion, the most critical figure in the entire Mayor's Mansion, the mayor of Yilan City, stays here alone?

How is it possible? Is it disguised by some kind of disguise ability?

But when he looked at the old man's calm face, he couldn't tell anything false.

Are you really confident and have already expected that you will come, or are you pretending to be calm and delaying time for others to come?

Judging from the information given above, although the assassination attempt last night was suspected to have failed due to the interference of the Nancheng City Defense Force, there is a high probability that Lin En is seriously injured.

After one night, it was a miracle that he was able to save his life and speak normally. It was almost impossible to recover from his injuries.

A non-combat seriously injured C-level is far from his opponent.

Countless thoughts flashed through the heart of the thin man. He suppressed the emotions in his heart, maintained his expression, mustered up the courage, raised his head, looked at He Ao, smiled, and said,

"It is our honor to have the mayor wait for us for so long."

As he spoke, he also took a step forward and fully entered the office.

The old man sitting behind the desk showed no reaction to his actions, as if he was treating the 'visitor' normally, without any panic.

At this moment, his originally firm confidence was slightly shaken.

After a very short thought, he waved to the back, took a step forward, and walked to a stool in the middle that had been arranged by a previous staff member.

The fat man who reached the end reached out and closed the door, then locked it and sat down with the man with the mustache who remained confused and panicked, followed by the thin man.

The fat man sat behind the thin man, while the man with a mustache sat directly next to the thin man.

The thin man had already looked at He Ao and said calmly, "I wonder what the mayor wants to know?"

"Don't be nervous, we are just chatting,"

He Ao glanced at the slender man's tense body, completely closed the book "Eight Hundred Years of Yilan" in his hand, put it on the bookshelf, and said with a smile, "It's like being at home."

Scattered wind and rain blew outside the window behind him, and white jasmine petals splashed all over the sky dancing among the raindrops.

The gray-haired old man sat in front of the window that looked like a beautiful painting, his voice was slow and gentle, and everything outside the window seemed to be quiet at this moment.

Unconsciously, the thin man felt a little relaxed, but soon he became tense again.

At this moment, the old man's gentle voice sounded in his ears again, "Which consortium hired you?"

This calm and simple statement was like a thread hooked into the thin man's mind, making him subconsciously want to answer. But soon, he suddenly woke up, looked at He Ao, and quickly replied,

"I'm just a person from the underground world. There are many people who hire me. There are consortiums, gangs, and even people from the city government. There are many tasks for hiring me, including killing people, smashing things up, and catching mistresses. You, Mr. Mayor, can do all these.

Do you want to know more?"

"Then who are your downlines? Who are the 'informants' in the mayor's office?"

Hearing his answer, He Ao smiled and shook his head slightly, "Seeing as your strength is not weak, your status in Yilan's underground world should not be low either?"

"He's just a bug doing dirty work, and he has no place in Mr. Mayor's eyes."

The thin man shook his head slightly and looked at He Ao, "But Mr. Mayor is actually willing to wait for an underground bug like us for a while. It's surprising. I wonder how Mr. Mayor knew that there would be a 'guest' visiting today?"

He still wanted to test out the reality of the old man in front of him.

"We have guests visiting every day. It's normal for one more and one less to come,"

He Ao smiled and shook his head, "Which gangs in Yilan's underground world are close to the consortium? Can you tell me in detail?"

"The situation in the underground world is often not as simple as the gentlemen sitting in the glorious skyscrapers imagine. Most gangs are helping the consortium to do things, but many times, we don't like the consortium, and the consortium itself is difficult to control.

Gang.”

The thin man said coldly.

"But gangs that are supported by consortiums can often become one of the most vigorous gangs among many gangs."

He Ao smiled and said, "After all, even in the underground world, gangs need money and resources to survive. It is easier to obtain these from the consortium than to squeeze them from the hands of the poor, isn't it?"

Hearing He Ao's rhetorical question, the expression on the thin man's face froze.

Only then did he realize that the old mayor in front of him was very different from the 'Saint Yilan people' he had come into contact with who were born with good clothes and good food. He had truly been in contact with the bottom and knew the structure of life at the bottom of Yilan City.

.

He didn't know if it was different in other underground worlds in the Federation, but in Yilan City, the so-called gangs were actually just gloves of the consortium.

It was impossible for the consortium to personally take charge of those dirty areas and do some shameful and dirty things, so it supported a local gang and let the gang manage it on its behalf.

In Yilan City, the big gangs that can rise up are more or less supported by some financial group.
To be continued...