The X-Men General Administration was in trouble, the biggest dilemma since its establishment. The deputy director fled for fear of crimes, and such a crime was deducted. Moreover, the X-Men General Administration has always been a special department, and the special thing here lies in the X-Men specialty.

Special means being different, and it means it is difficult to integrate into society, and the principle of beating everyone is the same everywhere. The anti-Gibson Alliance has also begun to exert force, and they are constantly inspiring.

Bolivar Trax's invention, a small instrument became a new equipment for the CIA, each of them equipped one, and then a large number of agents went to the X-Men headquarters.

"Chief Charles, we need to continue investigating the Deputy Director's defection, and now we need to check his office."

"Okay, Riven, take them to Eric's office." Charles waved tiredly. Riven reluctantly took people to Eric's office. A group of people took away everything here like locusts, and they were almost digging three feet away.

Riven stared at these guys angrily, but she could do nothing and could only watch them flip around here. Then she turned around and left directly and came to Charles' office.

But the CIA people then returned here, "Mr. Director, we need to follow Eric Ranchere's agents on the same day for inquiries."

"Yes, but can we ask here?" Charles said, not wanting to see anyone defecting again.

The CIA people thought for a moment, "Yes, let's ask here."

"Riwen, go and bring them here."

"Oh." Raven, reluctantly, went to find someone, but then she hurriedly ran back, "No, they are gone, leaving only a note."

Charles took the note helplessly, which read: "We will follow Magneto, and he will lead us to change the world." Charles handed the note to the CIA people.

"It seems that someone has defected again. We will report such a thing truthfully. We don't know what the outcome of the X-Men General Administration is. But please be mentally prepared. However, in order to prevent someone from defecting again, we will apply to surround the place."

Riven couldn't help it and shouted, "Why? There are not many defectors in your CIA."

"It's not up to us," the CIA guy said indifferently.

"You really can't do this. Even if there is a problem, our Extreme Secret Service will do it. Everything here has nothing to do with you." At this time, a black man walked in. He was Augustus Gibbons, the director of the Extreme Secret Service.

"Extreme Secret Service? You are basically a department. Why do we trust you?" asked the CIA.

"Look at this." Gibbons took out a document, which was an order passed by Congress when the Extreme Secret Service was established. Due to its special nature, if a major problem occurs, the Extreme Secret Service will monitor it, and other departments are not suitable for intervening. "How is it? There is no problem now, right?"

"Yes, but it's been a long time, and we'll react to it."

"It's totally OK, but if you want to reject this document, you need to convene a Congress to discuss it. I hope you have enough time." Augustus Gibbons said.

Looking at the leaving CIA personnel, Charles finally had a smile on his face, "Thank you old friend, otherwise we would be really bad."

"Charles, I think I can only do it for business. You stop the activities now. Let's do the rest. The truth will be revealed. However, Eric is indeed not suitable to be in the position of deputy director, and he is also suitable for him when he is studying at the school."

"Yes, I always have hope for him. It's hard to say now. Mr. Wesley Gibson is a decisive person. He has warned Eric, but it still has no effect. The scars in his heart are too heavy."

"I have to say, Charles, you have a great responsibility for this matter. You are too tolerant of him. This is not suitable for use in government agencies. Mr. Wesley Gibson Jr. probably saw it, so he warned him, but he was too unrespectful."

"Yes, Eric's ability is indeed very strong. He thought that if he had distanced himself from Mr. Gibson Jr., he wouldn't lose."

"Oh, forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Now that it has become a fact, then let's take action. You should focus on the school side. There will be no more problems there. I will arrange a follow-up investigation now."

"Please."

Wesley breathed a sigh of relief. The equipment needed was ready, and now there was a high-strength carrier. The matter of Edman Alloy needs to be mentioned on the agenda. He has not been in contact with the outside world for several weeks.

He turned on the computer and checked the emails. A bunch of emails were displayed. Wesley looked at them one by one. He was not surprised. William Stryker was indeed a good person to frame people. Although this was a frame-up, Eric Lanchell did massacre and he deserved it.

The subsequent defection made Wesley even more sentenced to death, but he still needed to consider Charles' emotional problems. And Bolivar Trask, the guy, is now beginning to come into people's sight, and he will really seize the opportunity.

There are many things, but in the final analysis, it is still a conflict between the evolutionists and ordinary people. It is still too serious now. Thanks to Wesley's advance deployment, the X-Men General Administration has been doing its duty for so many years. Although there are some minor problems in handling the problem, it is finally harmless, but it has been magnified by those who are interested.

What is unknown is terrible, and now the evolvers are not unknown, they are there, so although there are loud oppositions, most of them are just shouting and shouting.

"None of them is a problem, but why can't you solve it, Charles?" Wesley thought with a headache. "Charles is soft, Eric is too hard. They were good partners, but they are completely unfamiliar. How can they become friends?"

Wesley couldn't figure out this question. Maybe they are both evolutionists. Wesley continued to browse. There was a lot of information coming from the extreme agents, and one of them was about earthquakes.

"Egypt? Earthquake? Moira McTaggert went to Egypt, so has the so-called god come out?" Wesley looked at the information and thought.
Chapter completed!