Chapter 466: The Boss Flees
[Regarding the White Ghost speech bomb incident, relevant departments have reached a preliminary conclusion.
[The white ghost that appeared in the live broadcast yesterday was a projection synthesized by the New Federation CIA using the latest technology. Its purpose was to spread false liberal ideology to the people of the Empire. The Empire has severely condemned the New Federation for this.
[The speech delivered by the false White Ghost was full of loopholes and fantasies. The great Emperor Sherman Empire stated that the so-called Sherman family elite in power was just nonsense. The power of the empire was run smoothly through the judicial, legislative and government agencies that were responsible to the people.
[The Empire does not accept this unwarranted slander and reserves the right to hold the New Federation accountable for all consequences.
[His great Majesty the Emperor calls on the people to remain calm and restrained and not be provoked by foreign forces. The Empire will protect the legitimate .
【——Emperor Star Daily Newsletter.】
…
Daphne stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms folded, looking at the projection that appeared in the mezzanine of the floor-to-ceiling window.
On the streets of Imperial Star, millions of people sat in protest.
This is still on the Imperial Star.
When she woke up twelve galaxies ago, Daphne felt like she was dreaming during these twelve galaxies.
The first thing she saw was the Prince's command ship exploding into brilliant 'fireworks' in the starry sky. The raging radiation even destroyed several small frigates and tugboats nearby.
More than 1,800 crew members became dust in the universe. The two princes, three elders, dozens of military noble officers, those loyal soldiers, and the Grand Duke of the Empire, the White Ghost Hanton, all died.
Even though Daphne knew that her Hamton possessed the high-dimensional technology for rebirth, she still felt as if someone had stabbed her in the heart.
As for the highly inflammatory speech delivered by White Ghost, which was aimed directly at the Sherman family's elite ruling clique, Daphne did not feel there was anything wrong with it.
The enemy has already raised the butcher knife, how can we ask the attacked not to resist?
Daphne believed that this speech was a last-ditch effort by Hamton, knowing that he could not leave the battleship.
This fits her understanding of Henton.
'Daphne...I'm sorry...'
Daphne raised her hand to comb her hair, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.
She wanted to know where Hanton's reserved cells were, whether he had successfully started to regenerate, or whether regeneration was a lie...
"Your Highness," a trusted maid came hurriedly, "Director Ino is here."
Great uncle, yes, great uncle may know.
Daphne lifted her skirt and ran towards the door of the bedroom. Before she had taken a few steps, Director Ino appeared in her sight with a haggard face and sighed from a distance.
"Great uncle! Has the location of Hanton been determined?"
Director Ino shook his head slowly.
The light in Daphne's eyes dimmed instantly: "How could it be..."
"He didn't contact you, right?" Director Ino asked in a deep voice.
Daphne just shook her head.
"Are there any news about his assistant, his technical team, or the Governor's Office of Sakaar?"
Director Ino asked a series of questions and then sighed with disappointment.
Daphne asked, "Who planted the third bomb?"
"Based on the bombs you sent back, we have restored some data. We can confirm that one bomb is a miniaturized copy of the Empire's munitions made by the New Federation. I have used my own methods to determine who buried the other bomb. It was done by someone your father arranged to seduce. The relevant personnel have been dealt with."
Daphne pursed her lips tightly: "Father?"
"Yes," Director Ino said quickly, "He wants to create public opinion unrest, causing panic and anger among the people about the round table, so as to expand the imperial power in his hands."
Daphne pursed her lips tightly.
Director Ino said, "Before the speech began, Hanton contacted you. Did you find anything?"
"They are the ones who want to kill Hanton," Daphne clenched her hands tightly, "Those old guys are the ones who want to kill Hanton! They only care about those who challenge their authority. They destroyed Hanton!"
"Daphne!"
Director Ino frowned and said, "Control your emotions. Have I trained you for so many years just to make you unable to complain here?"
"But that's what they do!"
Daphne's beautiful face looked a little hideous:
"They must pay for this! They must pay for hurting Hanton! What did Hanton do wrong?"
"Daphne," Director Ino explained impatiently, "Even if they were at fault, didn't Hanton have any deliberate plan? Listen to what he said, he wanted to use his own death to start a revolution within the empire! In the past twelve hours, there have been tens of thousands of violent conflicts within the empire! Do you know how many soldiers asked their superiors, sir, the order to suppress civilians came from the Sherman Empire's elite ruling group? He has shaken the foundation of the empire's existence!"
"An empire that allows them to do whatever they want should not exist!"
Bang!
Director Ino's waving hand slowly fell down.
Daphne fell to the ground, holding her beaten cheek, her eyes welling with tears.
"Can you calm down now?"
Director Ino asked in a deep voice.
Daphne's eyes lost focus for a moment, but soon regained clarity. She sat there and nodded slightly, then slowly got up.
She adjusted her skirt and whispered, "I'm sorry, great uncle, I was overwhelmed by the news of Hanton's murder."
"Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said," Director Ino whispered, "I know you have fallen in love with this bastard, but Daphne, you are a member of the Sherman family, and you will be one of the few female members of the round table in the future. I hope you can think carefully before you speak."
"Yes, I know," Daphne said, "The most important thing now is to find his reserved cells. Do you need me to go to Sakaar?"
"You can't go anywhere now. They might set their sights on you."
Director Ino sighed, put his hands behind his back and walked slowly forward to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Daphne followed beside him. She was awakened by a slap and was trying her best to think.
"I don't quite understand."
Director Ino whispered:
“This doesn’t make sense logically…Hanton’s speech has been called the Ghost Manifesto. Because of the inspiration of this declaration and the concentrated outbreak of previous legacy issues, the people’s dissatisfaction with the empire has reached its peak.
"And we have detected that there are several powerful, network-based forces interfering in this matter.
"The previous national riots were just an appetizer, or even a trigger. Everything seemed to be planned. An invisible hand controlled the entire empire, allowing the White Ghost to walk to the podium step by step and speak those words.
“He lied to us before, that’s for sure, Hanton.
"His words seemed to be a protest against the imperial power, but in fact they fundamentally denied the legitimacy of the imperial rule.
"This was definitely planned for a long time."
"But," Daphne explained, "If Hanton hadn't been pushed to the edge of the cliff by those people, how could he openly stand against the Empire? His home planet, his hometown, his real family, these are what he really cares about."
"That was just his bargaining chip. I was fooled by him."
Director Ino said:
"If he really cared about his hometown, he wouldn't have rebelled against the Empire so fiercely given that Faya's game would begin in a few years.
“Unless he has determined that his home planet is unable to complete the civilization advancement process, he no longer cares about it. He just wants to use this excuse to paralyze us and make us think that even if he has complaints against the empire, he dare not betray it.
"But I didn't expect..."
"Granduncle, do you have any evidence for what you said?"
Director Ino shook his head.
Daphne said, "Then, great uncle, please look at it from another perspective. If it weren't for them, my respectable elders, who insisted on planning this explosion and insisted on expressing their strong attitude towards the White Ghost, would things have developed to this point?"
"We cannot determine whether it is your elders or someone else who is actively pushing this."
Director Ino said sternly: "Don't let your emotions get the better of you."
"Grandun, what you mean is that it is possible that Hanton deliberately designed this drama and that he has actually betrayed the empire long ago?"
"Think carefully about what happened in the past few days, starting with the unexpected confrontation between him and Catherine... He let Catherine go, and during the battle with him, Catherine gave a speech calling on the people to awaken their thoughts. Can the content of that speech correspond to the Ghost Manifesto?"
Daphne was stunned.
"You are very smart, Daphne," Director Ino said, "So now I judge that there is a 30% chance that Hanton betrayed the Empire."
"He must have his own ideas," Daphne said. "Now, whether it is to calm the angry people or to prevent the upper and lower classes of the empire from being divided, we must find Hanton."
Director Ino said: "Now, Daphne, if you stand up, it will reduce some pressure on the empire. Are you willing?"
"I do, Great-Uncle," Daphne answered without hesitation.
"Very good," Director Ino put a handwritten note in Daphne's hand. Daphne opened it and took a few , with a hint of shock in her eyes.
She looked up at Director Ino with some doubt in her eyes, as if she was trying to determine whether this Director Ino was real.
"Granduncle, you want me to stand up and attack the four elders of the military..."
"Yes Daphne."
Director Ino smiled, with a gleam in his eyes:
"First of all, you don't have to worry about the empire getting into trouble. We need to transform the conflict now. There is no better way than to turn the people's anger towards those old guys. The people don't have much resentment towards His Majesty the Emperor right now, thanks to Hunton who has clearly pointed the finger at us, the elites of the Sherman family.
“Secondly, you don’t have to worry about a large-scale mutiny… It will most likely lead to conflicts in some regions, or in other words, a civil war in the empire. But as long as the Levi Fleet and the Imperial Star are under the control of the Imperial Guard System, we don’t have to worry about the empire really being divided.
“Once the civil unrest reaches the level that triggers the self-protection program of the Imperial Guard system, everything will be quickly wiped out.
“This is the super mechanism left by Levi’s ancestors.
"Daphne, don't you think this is a good opportunity?"
“Yes, an opportunity for reform?”
"No," Director Ino narrowed his eyes slightly, his old face full of seriousness, "Even if we get rid of the current Round Table leaders, new Round Table leaders will emerge in the future. Targeting them is actually targeting the basic system of the empire, and this system is what we have to maintain. What I mean is that this is actually an opportunity for the empire to accelerate its metabolism."
Daphne was thoughtful.
"They are too noisy," Director Ino said calmly, "They are just a bunch of rats who are afraid to face the death of their bodies. We should add a rule to the round table to prohibit any non-natural life from participating in decision-making."
"I understand, great-uncle."
"Alas, I still can't figure it out," Director Ino was confused again, "Does Hanton really not care about his home planet? Or does he actually have other people to rely on? But he has done so much for the empire and pulled it back from the brink of decline. It doesn't make sense that he would be the forerunner of other camps... This question is really annoying me. Information, I need enough information! This damn, aggressive little bastard! He fooled us all, and now he must be secretly happy somewhere."
"I hope so," Daphne responded dejectedly.
…
At the same time, at the Yaha Star Spaceport.
Yang Ming looked at his appearance in the mirror and couldn't help but frowning.
The slicked-back hair, leather jacket, tight pants, flirty moustache, and slightly depressed makeup... Doesn't it make sense to let him debut on the spot and become the lead singer of the Greasy Uncle Band?
Buzz, buzz!
Yang Ming's watch vibrated continuously. He raised it and glanced at it. Following the instructions, he took out a wallet from the corner behind the sink.
I opened it and took a quick look, and saw that all kinds of certificates were complete.
Only at times like this would Yang Ming sigh from the bottom of his heart that mechanical thinking entities like reason and law really existed like gods in the human online world.
but……
"What should I do in the Guell Union?" Yang Ming muttered softly.
Buzz!
[You need to use your mental control to carry out the next plan. 】
Yang Ming was a little dissatisfied.
Feelings, he is now just a tool of reason.
"It's not like I'm the only one who has this skill."
Li's voice rang directly beside Yang Ming's ear: "Isn't the other cyborg who is good at mind control one of your men?"
Yang Ming turned his head and saw the figure of the young girl Li appear in the mirror.
Yang Ming smiled awkwardly: "Okay, you know all this."
"Your actions in the Super Reformer Organization were very crude, and I turned a blind eye to many details," Li crossed his arms, "I suggest you act more actively. The more active and efficient you are, the fewer casualties among the people of the Empire will be."
Yang Ming said calmly: "Don't try to blackmail me morally. I don't have a tendency to help others."
"This is not moral kidnapping, but stating the facts," Li urged, "The merchant ship will leave the port in half an hour. You must run forward now. Please be careful not to expose your strong personal strength."
call out!
Li's figure disappeared immediately.
Yang Ming grinned, then pressed the adhesive part of the fake leather on his cheek and put on the hidden headphones.
"Ding Ding! Your caring assistant is online!"
Lu shouted at the top of his lungs.
Yang Ming smiled and didn't say much. He put away the commercial shielding device and quickly left the bathroom.
The voice of my own assistant still sounds more familiar.
