The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge.

Chapter 2094 The Bourne Supremacy

2095: The Bourne Supremacy

Douglas Stamp was startled and looked up at the empty surroundings, "Who are you?!"

"Don't be afraid, he's just a friend..." the voice in the darkness said lightly.

However, Douglas Stamp shook his head and said, "Well, I don't have a friend like you. If you are here to assassinate me, then I must admit that you picked the best time."

“Well, I have to thank you for this.” The man in the dark said jokingly, “If you hadn’t suddenly run out, I wouldn’t have had the chance to get close to you. And as long as I can get in touch with you, I will naturally find a way to find you.”

Douglas Stamp was shocked, "Are you the one who helped me out later?"

"Oh, it's rare that you still remember me when you're drunk. You even vomited all over me, remember?" the man in the dark said, "But I still took some effort to make you vomit."

"I'm sorry, Frank." Douglas Stamp whispered, then raised his voice and said, "What do you want to do?!"

"I sincerely believe that we can reach some mutually beneficial cooperation agreements between us. You will have a bright future, unimaginable wealth and status... With just a word from you, countless planets will revolve for you, and hundreds of billions of people will serve you. Yes, this is what we can give you." said the man in the darkness.

"Galactic Empire..." Douglas' voice became low, and he looked around again.

"Oh my friend, don't be nervous. I have put the guards here to sleep... peacefully." The black shadow said, "Our conversation today will not be known to any third person. 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." said the shadow.

"He gave up on me a long time ago!"

"Oh, if that were true, then I wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to get to you."

"what do you want to do?"

"It's just a little bit of information...very simple. Some information that only people of your level can access..." said the shadow, "We have arranged the brightest future for you, Francis, and Claire. Whether you want to leave the Principality of Dawn immediately or stay to continue your work, all the wealth and power we have arranged for you will be waiting for you. You and Claire will become governors of the star regions, and Francis, with his qualifications, will undoubtedly have no problem becoming the Speaker of the Imperial Senate."

"Haha, I understand. You can't contact Frank, so you want to influence him through me?" Douglas sneered.

"You and Francis' political careers have come to an end, Doug." The shadow seemed to be very familiar with Douglas by his nickname, but at this moment he was full of sarcasm. "Even with our intelligence network, we can easily come to this conclusion. In fact, almost everyone in the Principality of Dawn is talking about their prime minister and when he will step down..."

"It's none of your business!" Douglas growled.

"Oh, this is very relevant to me." The shadow said, "The fleet of the Galactic Empire is getting ready. Maybe in your opinion, the Empire is surrounded by powerful enemies, but even so, we have still expanded the size of our fleet tenfold compared to the Galactic Republic. At this rate, how long do you think the Principality of Dawn can last?"

"You will definitely be the losers of this war!" Douglas said.

"Oh, I'm glad to see you are so confident Doug. But the gap in power can never be narrowed. While we can still negotiate terms, you should quickly grab what you dream of. This is the most important thing. Isn't it..." The shadow's voice was full of temptation.

"Enough...get out!" said Douglas.

"It doesn't matter. Of course I'll leave now..." The black shadow didn't mind at all. "I've already arranged the gift for you. Remember the coordinates... This is an asteroid. I have buried 100 million imperial credits inside. If the opportunity arises, remember to pick it up."

"Get out of here!" Douglas gritted his teeth.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…” The black shadow laughed wildly, and his voice gradually became smaller and disappeared.

Douglas gritted his teeth, and only then did he dare to pull out a blaster pistol from under him. The man just now had an inexplicable deterrent power, which made him not even dare to have the slightest consciousness of resistance.

He walked around his villa with a pistol in hand, turning on the lights in every room. Along the way, he saw the housekeeper, nanny, and guard, all sleeping on the floor.

He picked up the communicator and hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth and made a call.

"Doug, I'm very busy at work right now. Please don't come to me unless it's absolutely necessary." Francis Underwood's calm voice came.

"Listen to me, Frank!" Douglas Stamp's voice trembled. "I just..."

……

The shadow walked on the suburban street with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker. He looked very ordinary and common, like an ordinary blue-collar worker who had just gone to the red-light district to vent after get off work without telling his wife.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked around.

Those pedestrians who were coming out after a night out had disappeared without a trace. He was the only one on the street.

"Alas." The black shadow sighed indifferently, "Your reaction time was at least 10 minutes slower than I planned. Can you please be more worthy of your salary and allowances?"

He seemed to be lamenting that he was going to commit a lot of murder again.

He looked up at the empty street, "Besides, you only sent five people to deal with me. Aren't you a little too contemptuous?"

"Put down your weapons and surrender." An extremely low voice came from the air.

The shadow scratched his head, took off his hat and threw it away, revealing a handsome, yet cold face. "Let me guess... Is it the Military Intelligence Department or the National Security Bureau? Wait... It can't be the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Then I've won the prize!"

He looked at the air around him and said in surprise, "Oh, I guessed it right!" The next second, he casually took a step to the side. A crater suddenly appeared on the ground. The entire sniping process was silent!

"In this way...you are not polite at all." The black shadow's face darkened.

  hum!

A blood-red lightsaber shot out from his hand!

……

"I'm glad you chose to take the initiative to inform me of this, Doug." Another person called Douglas by his nickname very rudely.

He was not tall, dressed in black, with neatly combed hair and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Solomon Ryan, Minister of the Secret Intelligence Department of the Principality of Dawn. Compared to the Secret Intelligence Department, there is another name that is even more chilling - the Ministry of Internal Affairs!

At this moment, he was holding a bottle of exquisitely packaged red wine in his hand, looking around, and said casually: "Actually, I made a bet with Kumov just now. I said you would 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!

"Find what you are looking for quickly and then get out!" Douglas Stamp had no good feelings towards these lackeys.

The biggest reason why the Ministry of Internal Affairs is so notorious is that they secretly monitor the senior officials of the Principality of Dawn. Of course, only the top politicians know of their existence.

"Don't worry, we have a lot to confirm." Solomon Ryan shook the red wine in his hand, "For example, this bottle of wine, would you like a glass? 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 Milky Way. It also uses the top-grade forest blue peach fruit produced on the planet Kashyyyk. And then, it is paired with the most advanced nanorobots... This bottle of wine alone is worth at least 400 million Imperial credit points."

"Congratulations, you have your bedtime drink tonight," Douglas Stamp said coldly.

"Ah, thank you for your generosity. I won't be polite." Solomon Ryan smiled and handed the bottle of wine to a man in black beside him, and then said, "What did that man say to you when he came over just now?"

"Is this important? Shouldn't your omnipotent Ministry of Internal Affairs know every word we say immediately?" Douglas Stamp asked sarcastically.

"But this time is different, Doug." Faced with such ridicule, Solomon Lane admitted it openly, "That's a dark Jedi. 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."

"That's stupid too. Knowing you're here, you still come to find me." Douglas snorted coldly.

"Oh... no, no, no. He's very smart." Solomon Ryan 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 into you will be over soon... But this is what he wants to see the most. Who else is more innocent than someone who has just been cleared of suspicion? He only needs to give you a reward that no one knows about, but is full of temptation..."

He came in front of Douglas, that sinister face was less than ten centimeters away from him, "Then, in your heart, you will keep thinking about this thing... keep thinking about it, keep thinking about it... It's like there is a greedy kitten scratching in your heart. Then... what will you do...? Hehehe."

Douglas stood up suddenly, pushed Solomon Ryan away, and said viciously: "I've already told you about the asteroid! Don't use your unfounded tricks on me again! Get out of here now!!"

The next second, he was pinned to the ground by a ghost agent.

"Calm down, Doug." Solomon Ryan straightened his collar with a smile, "We will have many more times to deal with each other in the future."

At this moment, he suddenly received a communication. He raised his hand to look at it and frowned.

"It seems that the arrest operation did not go smoothly. The guy got away." Solomon Ryan said lightly, "He killed five of our Ghost agents, and there may be other accomplices."

"Use the money from that asteroid to clean up your ass, you bunch of losers!" Douglas Stamp cursed, "Let that guy run away. If he comes back and harms me, then you good-for-nothings are satisfied?!"

"Don't worry, there will naturally be experts to handle it." Solomon Ryan smiled slightly, hooked his fingers lightly, and walked out with his people.

……

"Five ghost agents, all killed with one sword." A tall girl with long hair tied into a ponytail, a slightly immature but already beautiful girl, squatted on the ground, checking the body of one of the ghost agents.

She stood up and stretched. The girl looked about fourteen years old. Although she had not yet fully developed, her impressive figure was clearly revealed against the backdrop of the tight black combat uniform.

"Judging from the sword marks, they are the seventh style Zhu Yue and the fourth style Ataru." In front of the other corpse, there was another girl squatting.

She was older, about seventeen or eighteen years old. And she had colorful feathers growing on the ends of her hair! There was no doubt that she was an Ailu.

On the outskirts of the scene, a huge figure was sitting on the ground. This was a giant Inchori person who was at least 3.5 meters tall! The dense dark blue scales on her body even exuded a black luster. Next to her stood a man dressed in black, with messy hair, a scar on his face, and muscular body.

"Xiao Cheng, did you hear anything?" The girl with ponytail shouted in the direction of a small building.

A young boy who was also about thirteen years old appeared on the roof of the small building. He waved towards this side and then jumped directly down from the fifth floor.

Obviously he wanted to look cool, but when he landed he accidentally tripped and almost fell.

The young man coughed dryly, looked at the girl and said, "Sister Xiao Yan, there are three people."

"Three people?" The Elun girl also stood up and walked over. "That's impossible. My judgment on the lightsaber marks cannot be wrong."

"Sister Talia." The Elun girl from the youth team nodded and said, "You are right. There were indeed only two people who took action. There was also a third person who was watching from the side."

That’s right, they are the Dusk Covenant’s mission team—codename: Sky.

This young man is Zhang Xucheng, the son of Zhang Jiarui, an expert in energy science at Tailun Heavy Industry. The other partners are Xiao Yan, the daughter of General Xiao Guanghua, the captain Talia from the Ailu people, Karina from the Incholi people, the computer girl Crest, and their leader and nanny: Shen Yuanhao.