In the dim hall, Karius said loudly. In front of him was a series of 'tombstones', and on the table was a thick stack of incident reports.

The hall was completely silent, perhaps because it was irrefutable, or perhaps because Mebius's appearance just now made his blood pressure explode.

'You are like children holding on to a display window, longing for the toys inside. '

'These words were repeated over and over again, and those who listened were really dozing off. '

'You should ask him this kind of question in person, oh, I understand, you don't dare, because he is here, and these two idiots can't keep an eye on him. '

Listening to it, every sentence is strange and irrefutable, but Dr. Mei's clear and logical rebuttal makes it easier to accept.

"The problem now is that we speculate that Dr. Lane betrayed mankind, but there is no evidence of his betrayal." A congressman said.

"Yes, and I think this kind of question cannot be 'speculated'. I can only say that some coincidences have made Dr. Lane suspicious." Karius corrected, playing the role of an impartial adjudicator.

It is impossible to try Ryan in absentia. The biggest doubt now is the Peninsula Incident. He killed someone and broke out of the encirclement, but no one took a picture of his appearance.

There are many people with similar body shapes, there are many people with superb sword skills, and there are even people with thunder abilities. These are not conclusive evidence.

"Twenty-five fusion warriors, including one Poison Chrysalis member, 25 registered collaborators, and fifteen war mechas. Just forget about such a huge loss?"

"That's the current situation."

"What about the incident on Twilight Street? Such a huge loss may have been caused by him."

"According to data calculations, it is impossible for Dr. Lane to travel from the peninsula to southern Europe in a short period of time."

"What about Sakura? She also disappeared. Isn't this conspiracy to rebel?"

"I have just said that when dealing with Dr. Lane, you cannot use uncertain words such as speculation and possibility."

Karius answered one by one, not because he wanted to protect Ryan, but as the chief of staff, it was his job to deal with major issues absolutely impartially and ensure that the Fire Council voted in a rational state.

There was silence again. There was no way to refute this statement. Ryan really couldn't use speculation to decide. The group of human bosses suddenly took a breath. The word "powerless" was too difficult to see in them.

In this silence, someone finally spoke.

"Don't forget, he is not the only fusion warrior with clean hands and feet. Will we just watch if he uses the same method to cause destruction in the future?"

These words are heart-breaking. At a time when there are more and more monsters, the boundaries between power and power have begun to blur. Most of the congressmen actually don't care about what Ryan wants to do, but are just afraid of the bad consequences of such behavior.

"That's right. If they can follow suit, what else will the Fire Chaser Moth and the Fire Chaser Council do?"

"Power must be kept in a cage. The spread of this thing is unimaginable and is enough to subvert the current order."

"There is no evidence, but Dr. Lane has to pay the price. At least he has to show an attitude, even if it is sophistry."

"Yes, what's the point of playing with evaporation?"

Karius stood quietly and saw the call buttons on each tombstone one after another. Such heated arguments were rare in the history of Fire Chaser.

dong dong.

When the noise was almost over, he picked up the gavel and hit it twice. The sound finally became quiet, and the 46 congressmen looked at Karius together.

As the adjudicator, when everyone's will is not unified, he is responsible for proposing solutions and then conducting a democratic vote.

"Everyone, I suggest that an interrogatory order be issued against Dr. Lane, allowing him to make a reasonable defense for himself at the stipulated time and place."

It is indeed a mature and prudent suggestion. It is reasonable and reasonable. At least most congressmen recognize the importance of Dr. Lane and all they want is an explanation.

That's right. Regardless of whether you did it or not, you should always give an explanation, right?

"I agree."

"Well, that's a good suggestion."

"If Dr. Lane chooses to resist, it's not our fault."

"Yes, I have given you enough face. No one has ever received such preferential treatment in the history of Fire Chasing Moth."

The chaotic voices sounded one after another, and they were all telling the truth. If it were anyone else, there would have been such a big suspicion and an arrest warrant would have been issued, but Ryan only needed to defend himself.

If you don't do this, it would be a bit shameless.

"Then I will make arrangements immediately. This will be a joint law enforcement by multiple departments." Karius leaned slightly and was about to explain the rough plan when he saw the 'tombstone' began to flicker and twist.

Ok?

He was obviously stunned for a moment, because these optical signals soon began to be lost, and the huge conference hall soon became silent, leaving only a few light strips on the ceiling.

At this time, a team of staff came in, saw the angry commander-in-chief, and quickly reported:

"Your Excellency, strong electronic interference has just been detected, and a Trojan horse program has invaded the central computer and reversely locked the IP addresses of each member of Congress. We cannot stop it and can only shut down the machine in an emergency."

What? ? ?

Karius didn't seem to hear clearly, and it took him a few seconds to react. Not to mention who was causing trouble, it was technically impossible to achieve.

Fire Chaser determined the status of the parliament when it was first established, and focused on protecting the information of members. Even he, the former member and chief of staff, could only rely on guessing. The central computer brought together the geniuses of all mankind and spent huge sums of money. Build.

It operates independently and is not connected to the world's Internet. It is monitored 24 hours a day by an entire team. Each member's IP address is a matryoshka doll. More importantly, the server's internal defense:

There are tens of thousands of encrypted permissions, each of which requires a supercomputer to crack, and can easily trigger a self-destruction program. It is like a giant wall that astonishes humans.

"How is this possible with so many layers of encryption?"

Several technicians looked at each other, but no one had an answer, because in order to invade this server, they first need to physically access it. Even if hundreds of hackers access it at the same time, it will take a lot of time. But the first time they discovered the intrusion, they I sent the army to see it.

There are traces of intrusion, but no one is in the computer room. The key is that it is still being cracked quickly. It is like a ghost invasion. They have no choice but to physically shut down the machine.

"Well, it's a bit like digital life, that is, mature artificial intelligence. It does not require human intervention and can complete the invasion on its own."

"Are you telling me science fiction?" The commander suddenly frowned and waved his hand: "Check the server immediately. No matter what method is used, it must be restarted."

"But we have already restarted. As long as the power is turned on, the intrusion will continue. The technical department recommends that it can only be solved physically."

"Now that the whole world is in chaos, where can we build a new independent network? If you don't solve the problem, if we invade again, I may not be able to build another one?"

No one can answer the chief's question. Now Fire Chaser has two central computers, one is the database and the other is the parliament's dedicated server. Either one requires huge investment, and upgrading cannot avoid research. department.

However, according to the order of the general manager, the research department must not interfere with the dedicated server.

A group of people looked down at the tips of their shoes. They didn't even dare to try, because once they turned on the phone, the IP address would be cracked soon. Who would take the blame?

Looking at the goose-like expressions of these troops, he knew there was no need to ask, science fiction?Isn’t this an era of science fiction and fantasy novels?

Karius thought about it in his mind for a while, and quickly guessed who had the ability to do these things. This move was to destroy the command center of the Fire Chaser Moth.

So the question is, what are the benefits of doing this?

The Fire Chaser is controlled by the Parliament. All major issues come from voting. He only has the power to execute. Counting the time, there are only three months left in the four-year term.

But in this way...

Um?I seem to be the direct beneficiary?Is he the one who deserves the most suspicion?

His eyes widened suddenly, and he felt that the shackles on his neck had disappeared. He had to force himself to calm down and understand that this was a delusion. The Fire Chaser was an organization jointly established by all the forces in the world. It was impossible to hand it over to someone, so the commander-in-chief He cannot be re-elected.

It would be great if someone could help me deal with the Council, and make this group of guys who are constantly fighting among themselves compromise.

Karius seems to have guessed something. The Fire-Chasing Council will never tolerate long-term loss of contact. If it cannot be done online, it must go offline even if it takes risks, so that it can gather members scattered around the world.

For a moment, he shuddered and realized that Ryan's appetite was greater than he thought.

What does he want to do?And what should I do? !

Two questions lingered in Karius's mind, making the seemingly most powerful man in the world a little uneasy.

I feel like I've reached a crossroads in my life again.

Chapter 249 I’ve had enough red tape

Southern Europe, Rome.

The warm autumn sunshine casts mottled tree shadows on the concrete floor, and a cloud of white doves flew across the square, passing by the bustling cafes.

Under the umbrellas, there are square tables and wooden chairs. Well-dressed men and women sit around the tables, chatting about recent events. Occasionally, a white pigeon lands on the ground and pecks at the bread crumbs on the ground.

Coo coo, coo coo.

The white dove passed by the feet of a blond young man, causing him to lift his leg slightly.

I saw him wearing a crisp gray suit, his blond hair meticulously combed behind his head, and rimless glasses, just like the artistic young people seen everywhere in the square.

"Go away, you and I are not the same kind."

Ryan stamped his feet to scare away the white pigeons, and at the same time avoided the squirts of bird poop they sprayed out. He looked at his laptop and cursed.

After leaving Twilight Street, he came to Rome, the capital of art. In pre-civilization, there was no Colosseum, only many opera houses or concert halls.

The violin was playing melodiously, and several young painters were painting the huge church in front of them behind the drawing board. There were also believers praying in the square.

"This atmosphere makes me become more artistic." Ryan shook his head, his fingers flew on the keyboard, and he sneered at the messages urging updates.

What do you mean by entering the palace? I'm stupid. You guys clearly don't know what I'm doing. This character is totally worthless.

How can one not have a strong character? He just left Twilight Street, killed a bunch of enemies, passed through three blockades, and started typing as soon as his butt was warm.

Other authors only stop updating after they get involved in food, drink, prostitution, and gambling. But I killed a Herrscher and am still preparing a plan to subvert the world. It's already amazing that I can maintain weekly updates.

He took a sip of coffee, raised his head slightly, and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

This feeling is really good. I can even guess that the Fire-Chasing Council is meeting overnight and is crazily arranging backup plans, while I am enjoying the afternoon sunshine and afternoon tea.

Ryan glanced at the Fire Chaser soldiers on the edge of the square. He had not found his wanted order these days, and only heard a message from the public channel:

The Fire Chaser asked him to return to the headquarters immediately and accept questioning, and the words were not too harsh.

"That's right. My enemies are just some of you. Most of the Fire-Zhuo Council members actually have no conflicts of interest."

As Mei said, the gentle approach should be to slowly identify these people and then let them out through power games. But how can I put it?

I'm tired of red tape and don't want to put a tool as useful as Fire Chaser in the hands of a bunch of idiots.

Ryan smiled even more and chose a more radical approach. Fortunately, Mei was persuaded and the first phase of the plan was implemented.

"Now let's see if your Excellency, the Commander-in-Chief, can cooperate. I'm helping you."

The Fire Chaser really wants to transition from a parliamentary system to a leadership system. Karius is the best successor, because normal people will not hand over power to a girl in her early twenties who has just joined for two years. Even if Karius Rius, that also requires a lot of political gaming.

But who knows the result?

Ryan closed the notebook, picked up the bread on the table, and left slowly.

He is only [-]% sure now, but it is more than enough for Ryan, at least all the conditions are in place.

Following the edge of the square, he didn't walk far when the clanging bells made him stop. He turned sideways and saw the door of the huge, gorgeous Gothic church opened, and a group of priests came out.

The leading man was about fifty years old, wearing a golden robe and a crown. He opened his hands with a standard expression of a magic stick, as if embracing the believers in the square.

Following his movements, prayers, cries, and atonements sounded one after another.

Another awesome performance.

Ryan subconsciously rejected it, but he had to admit the role of religion. At least this cross religion is an officially recognized legal organization and has a strong influence around the world.

The biggest difference between them and the cult is their attitude towards Honkai.

"God said that as long as humans have courage, the devil will be destroyed, and after the natural disaster, we will usher in the true kingdom of heaven on earth."

"So children, keep hope in your hearts, roar at the devil, and guard our kingdom of heaven."

It's a bit interesting, at least it can fool people. Many of Fire Moth's death squads are selected from believers.

Ryan held his arms in his arms and listened to the Pope's sermon. It's no wonder that Rome's defense force is extremely strong. This kind of spiritual significance can also be regarded as a strategic city.

As a scientist, he sneered at these statements, but as a human being, he understood the thirst of the human spirit. The crazier the world, the less need for reason, because the more rational the more desperate.

The opposite of those lunatics in Snow Prison Town, fortunately, they are very effective, and with generous treatment, there is no shortage of soldiers.

But Ryan frowned as he listened. The Pope talked a lot about sacrifice and adventure. As an insider, he probably knew that he was encouraging believers to participate in fusions with extremely high mortality rates. Warrior plan, but later...

"You should keep your eyes open, because demons are scary, but their minions are even more deceptive. They hide among us, stabbing their blades in the shadows, killing our guardians, and using their power to intimidate others."

Why does it sound like you are talking about me?

Ryan blinked, feeling that something was wrong, but this hat could also be placed on the head of the Herrscher, so he took a deep look at the pope in full attire and disappeared from the square.

After crossing the Tiber River that passes through the city, Ryan came to the Xicheng District. This area was obviously a bit more messy. There were some old houses with three or four floors in sight. Fortunately, because of the lottery system, the security was not too bad.

Entering the alley, entering a three-story building, stepping onto the creaking stairs, and opening the door, Ryan showed a helpless expression again.

"Qianjie, you have a little too much energy."

The man was shirtless and doing push-ups in the middle of the room. Sweat slid across his strong muscles, and the man's masculine aura hit his face.

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