Chapter 352: The purpose is clear and it is getting more and more intense
When Gris saw Yang Ming in the lord's mansion, his face was gloomy and he resisted the urge to give Yang Ming the middle finger.
If only he couldn't beat this guy!
"Your Highness Daphne, Captain Gris, please come and sit down."
Yang Ming made a gesture of invitation and invited the two to sit on the sofa.
Daphne's maid stepped forward first and scanned the sofa with a simple instrument. Daphne then stepped forward, nodded to Yang Ming, and sat down, stroking the hem of her windbreaker.
Grace rubbed his nose, and didn't dare to sit with Princess Daphne, so he could only move closer to Yang Ming. ——There were two long sofas facing each other in the living room.
026 at the side brought the hot drink that had been prepared in advance.
"Give me some face," Gris complained, "You've put me in a passive position now. So many people are watching, and your gun is almost against my head. Am I still your close friend?"
Yang Ming cursed angrily: "Get lost."
"Okay," Grace moved a sofa stool to sit aside.
Daphne's light pink lips opened and closed slightly: "Do you want to get to the bottom of this matter?"
"Of course," Yang Ming said calmly, "You should have seen the ballistic analysis I sent you. There was a laser beam aimed at you at the time."
"The political impact of this incident could be huge," Daphne said. "I originally thought that since you were going to deal with the CIA in the New Federation, you wouldn't continue to pursue the shelling incident."
"Of course not."
Yang Ming said:
“The reason why I distinguish between the serious and the minor is because the CIA succeeded, but those nobles did not.
“But this cannot be considered an attempted incident, they have already fired, they have shown their intention to massacre civilians and have targeted you.
"I gave the Imperial Military two days, but the feedback they gave me was just resistance. Apparently, they don't dare to offend the mastermind behind this...your brothers and sisters?"
Daphne had drooping eyelids. Her thin eyelids and long eyelashes made her fair and delicate face even more attractive.
She said, "I don't want to pursue this matter, Earl Hanton, can you please give up the investigation?"
"Impossible," Yang Ming refused decisively.
"What good will this do you?" Daphne asked, frowning. "The public obviously doesn't care about the shelling."
"Then I'll get them to pay attention. I can do that."
Daphne frowned and asked, "Are you trying to threaten the masterminds in this way and then seek benefits for yourself? When they give you what you want, you will give up the pursuit, is that right?"
"If you think so, I'm too lazy to correct you," Yang Ming spread his hands.
Of course, he couldn't tell his true intentions directly.
He has two main purposes, neither of which can be stated directly.
The first purpose was to conceal the real action he was going to take next and attract the attention of the empire. If he could be watched by everyone in the empire because of this incident, it would just be a good opportunity to conceal the actions of the Terminator assassination team.
The second purpose is simpler, which is to impact the internal stability of the empire.
Only when the empire is in chaos can Luo Feng and Dark Star usher in the second window period, a crucial window period.
Yang Ming said slowly: "What I pursue is the truth. I want to take revenge on those who try to hurt my people. Isn't this what a lord should do most?"
Daphne said: "Stubbornness and stubbornness are the most useless traits in politics."
"From the moment I left the Imperial Star, I never thought of stepping into this dirty political circle again."
Yang Ming's words slowed down a bit:
"Do you want to quarrel with me, Daphne? I admit that I was emotional when I scolded you last time and was a little rude to you, but now, we are talking about these things calmly."
"I don't want to quarrel," Daphne looked aside. The maids behind her only dared to lower their heads and did not dare to speak in front of Yang Ming.
A little white ghost deterrent.
Daphne asked again: "Then how can you let it go?"
"I don't quite understand why I have to do this to let it go." Yang Ming frowned and said, "Daphne, you almost became a victim. The bombardment order was not issued by me. They might have wanted to kill you too."
Grace smiled and said, "I can guess what Her Highness is thinking. Compromise is the art of politics. Her Highness Daphne has gained great fame both inside and outside the empire over the past year. It's normal for some people to be jealous. What she wants now is to keep things quiet and not affect her career, and then show her overall perspective in front of the aristocracy and the royal family."
Yang Ming added: "By the way, he used his own experience to exchange for greater political benefits."
"Lord Hanton! Captain Gris!"
Daphne stood up directly, her curvaceous figure causing her windbreaker to tremble slightly.
She glared at Yang Ming: "If you want to ridicule me, I can accept it, but please do it after resolving this incident!"
Grace nodded immediately: "You misunderstood, I was just expressing some opinions that may not be pleasant to your ears."
"He has contacted you, right?"
Yang Ming suddenly asked.
Daphne was visibly stunned: "Who?"
"One of your brothers... your mental power fluctuations responded to me. You can think of the so-called mental power as various weak waves that appear when the brain is working. In fact, I am very sensitive to this aspect."
Yang Ming squinted his eyes and smiled, continuing to talk nonsense:
"This is an ability that I have kept secret. As long as I want to, I can tell who is lying. A society without lies has no charm at all."
Daphne pursed her lips and said nothing.
Yang Ming said leisurely: "Do you want to know what kind of torture those officers are going through?"
He made a gesture, and a projection appeared in front of the people.
More than a dozen officers were lying on the carpet, all of them with ruddy faces and sleeping soundly. Several men and women were fiddling with some audio equipment nearby, and from time to time there were ghostly howling sounds.
Daphne suddenly thought of something, raised her hand to hold the sofa, and slowly sat down.
Grace glared and asked, "Are you cheating?"
"Hmm," Yang Ming said with a smile, "This is just the first step. Since you arrived here, I have already started the second step. Various hot words have appeared on the imperial network, exaggerating that the White Ghost abused lynching and violated the imperial noble code. Do you think those nobles will take the initiative to buy traffic and add fuel to the voices criticizing me?"
Daphne frowned slightly.
Grace quickly opened the network terminal and said with a smile, "It's true, it's true. Every entry is insulting you. I clicked on it and saw that it was the common people criticizing the aristocracy. It's interesting."
Of course Yang Ming would not say that most of these so-called civilians were water armies controlled by Lu.
"Want to know what I do next?"
Yang Ming crossed his legs and explained slowly:
“In about ten minutes, news will spread everywhere that I have obtained information about the indirect nobles who ordered the officers to open fire.
"My ancient technology warships, together with a dozen warships in my private army, will leave the military port of Sakaar and jump outward in front of everyone.
"It doesn't matter where the jump will land. What's important is that before the ship jumps, I will release a video speech that I have already recorded. In the name of White Ghost, I will defend the last dignity of the civilians of the empire.
“How about this title?”
"You are playing with fire," Daphne whispered, "Public opinion is the most forbidden area for the imperial nobles. You don't understand the true face of the empire."
"I don't understand?" Yang Ming asked back, "Could it be that the Director Ino who I was in contact with was a fake person?"
Daphne was suddenly speechless.
She tried to lighten the mood.
At this moment, all those messy thoughts in her mind were temporarily gone, such as playing hard to get, arousing the other party's interest and desire to conquer... She suddenly found that it was very difficult for her to think rationally when facing this guy.
“Lord Hanton, I know you may be feeling a little uncomfortable because of the last incident on the Imperial Star.
"My father took his anger out on you in order to maintain the dignity of the empire.
"If this matter continues to ferment, it will inevitably trigger conflicts between the nobles and the common people. The people have long been dissatisfied with the nobles. This is a ball of explosives. Even if you handle it improperly, you will also be injured by the explosives."
"I don't mind."
Yang Ming spread his hands: "What I want is an explanation."
Grace whispered, "To be honest, I'm here to lobby as well. I have a mission assigned to me by my superiors... Can you please give me some face and not make a big fuss about this matter?"
"That's fine," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Just ask the military to give me accurate information. I want to know who did it, who gave the order at the top, and who handled it in the middle."
"With your temper, if you knew who did it, why don't you fly over and kill him right away?"
Grace also had a headache.
Yang Ming said slowly:
"In my eyes, you two now represent the two most powerful forces in the empire, the military and the Sherman family. I am waiting for your opinion. This is my attitude.
“In addition, I must remind you that the New Federal CIA is now trying to fan the flames. He might give me a piece of intelligence they have, which would be very embarrassing.
"Also, before this matter is resolved, it's best for us not to leave here. This is also for your safety."
Daphne nodded gently: "I understand. Wait a moment, I will contact the elders."
Grace sighed: "I'll contact the higher-ups as well."
"Thank you very much."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I am a pacifist, always have been."
Whether Daphne believed it or not, Grace didn't.
…
The development of events is even more exciting than Yang Ming had planned.
What Yang Ming admires most about the New Federal CIA is their professionalism.
Even though they had just been retaliated by the White Ghost, the CIA's decision-makers did not act out of emotion by retaliating against the White Ghost. Instead, they seized on the hot news in the empire and did not miss any opportunity to provoke internal conflicts in the empire.
The incident of bombarding the concert began to spread virally.
The CIA was keenly aware of the imperial class contradictions reflected in this incident.
Daphne is a popular imperial singer in recent years and is widely known. White Ghost is a veteran top star and hero of the empire, with many honors such as Zerg Nemesis, Namer of the Imperial Emperor, and the Empire's Strongest Transformed Warrior. The attention that the two can attract is terrifying.
And this attention can easily be transformed into dissatisfaction of hundreds of billions of common people in the empire towards tens of millions of nobles.
No one likes privilege unless it's their own.
In order to retaliate against the White Ghost, the nobles ordered the integrated supply ship to open fire on the concert at full capacity, and the hovercrafts attacked were all those where the civilians were located.
There is a lot of room for hype about this matter.
Just two hours after Daphne and Grace entered the Lord's Mansion, the entire empire's portals were compromised by this incident and related extended events.
Many typical cases of nobles oppressing common people were unearthed.
The development of public opinion is out of Lu's control. Lu can only interfere and guide it to a certain extent through the server group he had previously deployed.
The Imperial Military Intelligence Agency and the Council of Elders simultaneously tried to control public opinion, but were counterattacked by the New Federation CIA.
The Empire Development Cult tried to activate the Empire's entire defense system (Reason), but Reason did not give them any response. According to previous records, this situation actually barely met the reasonable conditions for activation.
The empire's unified network, once activated, becomes the empire's most powerful resource integration network.
But without the proper moderator, and with another lawmaker secretly making trouble, the imperial officials could only cover up the truth in the online world through stupid methods such as deleting posts, controlling comments, and secret police visiting to warn people. However, when these actions were exposed, the backlash was even greater.
A few hours later.
Demonstrations took place in various places.
There were obviously CIA agents in the initial parade, but as more and more people stood up in silence, local order began to break down.
The local defense forces and the public security teams are also composed of civilians. Because the various regions of the empire have more obvious "clan" and "family" concepts, and there is a large network of supervision, they dare not do anything cruel to the civilians.
The conflict began to intensify at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The powder keg that has been lurking for years is showing signs of being ignited.
At nightfall, Yang Ming's mansion was brightly lit.
More than a dozen senior officials who came on behalf of the imperial government and four or five major generals from the military were all having a simple dinner in the yard and discussing some important public opinions.
Daphne and Grace were still in the house, and there were a few familiar figures in the house.
Atlo from the Military Intelligence Bureau, Revelle, the youngest Count in the Empire, and two old men from the Imperial Star.
Yang Ming was browsing the web page slowly and leisurely. Now he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
"There's news!"
Gris suddenly jumped up and turned his head to say, "A hereditary viscount committed suicide! He left a video before he committed suicide, admitting that he planned the bombardment in revenge against the White Ghost!"
"Oh," Yang Ming responded and continued to browse his web pages with his head down.
Daphne said, "The matter can be resolved here."
"I have a fatal handle on this viscount," Yang Ming said calmly, "Although he tried to block me at the door last time, he didn't save any resources that he should have given me later. I don't believe he has the courage and guts to instigate such an action."
"But he has already confessed," Daphne said, "Let's suppress the public opinion first. We will give you an explanation. I swear on everything I have."
"I don't want a scapegoat. I want the mastermind behind this, Daphne."
Yang Ming raised his head slightly, his eyes were indescribably sharp:
"I am the only one who can calm public opinion now. If this time passes, I will be nothing more than a super soldier.
“Whether I stand up or not is up to me.”
"Lord Hanton," an old man whispered, "Do you want His Majesty to speak to you directly?"
Yang Ming said sternly: "If your majesty gives me an order, I will obey his will without hesitation. Please give the order, your majesty."
The old man was suddenly speechless.
The old emperor in the palace was happily watching the show at this moment, wanting to see how the white ghost would deal with the mentality of these nobles. He had no sense of crisis at all.
Yang Ming knew the old emperor, and he had nothing to fear at the moment.
Gris looked down at the news in his hand. Atlo beside him had already shouted: "Two earls! Two honorary earls, committed suicide by taking poison! They were the ones who planned this bombardment behind the scenes!"
Yang Ming nodded and continued to browse the web.
Grace muttered, "What do you think these guys are up to? They know that Hanton is not easy to mess with, but they still have to come up to him and seek death."
"They are just scapegoats," Yang Ming said leisurely, "This shows that the person who tried to kill Daphne, undermine the reputation of Sakaar, and create panic on Sakaar to destroy the economy of my territory is a person who cannot be easily touched. Let me think about it... There are not many nobles who can easily contact the guards around Daphne."
In a corner, 026, who was wearing a black short skirt, came over and said softly:
"Boss, we have completed painless memory scans on the dozen officers, and three of them have problems."
Daphne turned around suddenly: "Hanton, who told you to do this!"
"You really already know," Yang Ming said, "Who is in contact with those guards?"
"The viscount who committed suicide," 026 said softly.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
026 suddenly added: "However, the officers' subconscious discussion is very interesting. They mentioned a name, Gehari , the second heir to the empire and the sixth son of the great emperor."
Daphne clenched her fists subconsciously.
The two old men on the side frowned.
Yang Ming's eyes lit up: "He wants to kill Daphne?"
"In the memory of an officer, there was a clear order to bombard the stage where Daphne was located. The specific operator has also been identified, and the operator has been shot dead by the officers."
Suddenly, one could hear a pin drop in the hall of the lord's mansion.
