Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1251: Sneak In

After the president's flying car left, several bodyguards came out with a black bag. Downstairs, another car is ready. Two of them put the bags in the trunk and got into the car. The flying car started and drove out quietly.

The remaining two bodyguards returned to the building and saw that there was no one around. One of them took out a cigarette and they found a corner to smoke. One of the blonde-haired bodyguards said, "I didn't expect that Adaline would actually assassinate His Excellency the President. What a pity, such a good woman."

Another bodyguard with long brown hair braided behind his head laughed, "What a pity? It's a pity that she has such good kung fu in bed? It's a pity to say that. Every time she stays here for the night, she hears it a few blocks away."

As soon as they spoke of women, the two men revealed knowing smiles.

A few streets away from the president's residence, a city-building maintenance speedster was parked on the side of the road. The car door opened, and three people wearing maintenance uniforms walked down one after another. They were a woman and two men. They quickly set up a temporary work tent beside them. The three of them drilled in. The two men quickly fiddled with a few instruments. The woman took off her uniform and revealed a set of tight leather clothes.

When she took off her hat, her blonde hair drooped down. If there were people from the military in this tent, they would find that Sirius' commander-in-chief was not on the interstellar frontlines. Instead, he had guest-starred as a maintenance worker here. Another man walked in and handed Windsor Belo a handbag. She opened it and took out gloves, goggles and other things from it. There was also a hairnet that could fix her hair.

Windsor Belo coiled her hair and fixed it with a hairnet. Someone had already opened a sewer lid on the ground for her and said, "Miss, you can reach your destination from here. However, even sewers have security devices. Please pay attention to our information."

"I see." Windsor Belo gestured "OK" and jumped into the sewer. The people on the ground quickly covered the well. The sewer was very clean, the air quality was good, and a canal beside it flowed continuously. Windsor Belo put on her wireless headset and asked, "How's the signal?"

"Very good, miss. Now that I've sent the map to your electronic glasses, you should be able to see it."

At the end of her sentence, a topographic map of the underground sewer appeared on Windsor Belo's goggles, and a blue dotted line outlined the route. Windsor Belo nodded and said, "Roger that. Let's go."

After getting Roddy's support yesterday, he will meet the president today in the name of his family and try his best to buy time for Windsor Belo. The latter would sneak into the president's residence to see if they could find any clues. Windsor Belo walked through the sewer for a few blocks, and two minutes later, she was already under Alan's apartment. Just as she was about to turn a corner, the voice of the ground crew rang out from the headset, "Please wait, miss."

Those people had originally belonged to Red Wolf, but had long since withdrawn from the army at Windsor Belo's request, becoming her private intelligence unit. Originally, Windsor Belo was keen to dig up scandals involving high-ranking federal officials and sell them for money in order to avoid accusations of abuse of power for personal gain. Now, it was useful. Regardless of whether it was intelligence gathering or actual operations, Windsor Belo did not use any Sirius resources to avoid dragging the army into the water.

A moment later, a new message appeared on the headset: "There is an all-round security network in front of you. You can't just go through it."

Windsor Belo looked through her goggles and adjusted the spectral patterns. She saw a grid of light scattered all over the less than five-meter-long passage. One could imagine that the moment they collided with these rays of light, they would immediately trigger an alarm in the security system. She shrank back and said, "Can you turn it off?"

"We're hacking into each other's system, but in order not to attract their attention, we can only shut it down for about three seconds. If it takes too long, a system alert will be triggered."

"Three seconds? That's enough."

"Please prepare, miss. Alright, we have temporarily closed the security net."

Windsor Belo immediately flashed out of the passageway, not even confirming whether the security net was really closed. At this time, she chose to believe in her own people. Then, he accelerated, sprinted, and the sound of the air whistling resounded in the passageway. By the time Windsor Belo stopped, she had already passed through the passageway, and at this moment, less than 1.5 seconds had passed.

"Beautiful." She smiled smugly and followed the instructions of the ground crew to climb up a shaft. She opened the lid of the well and arrived at the garden behind the presidential apartment. First, a small crack appeared on the lid of the well. From the crack, one could see that there was not a single person nearby. Windsor Belo immediately removed the lid and left. After replacing the iron lid, she rolled on the ground and stuck to the wall of the garage.

New instructions kept coming from the headphones, and Windsor Belo sneaked into the main building without a sound. She flipped through the back window of the kitchen, passed silently through the living room, and passed under one of the windows with a low body. Outside the window, two bodyguards were smoking cigarettes and whispering to each other. They didn't notice that Sirius' Marshal was right under their eyes.

Windsor belo silently walked up a staircase, and a voice sounded in her headset, "miss, someone is coming down from above, please evade." She looked up and soared into the sky. He then used the adsorber on the tip of his palm to firmly fix himself to the floor of the stairs. Only then did he complete all of this, and someone came down from the stairs. It was a bodyguard in a black suit. He stood at the corner and looked out of the window before going downstairs.

Windsor Belo watched him pass beneath his body until he disappeared from view. Only then did Marshal turn off the adsorption function and float to the ground like a fallen leaf. "You can't go up the stairs, miss. There are two guards at the stairs. Please go out the window and climb up the outer wall."

Marshal rolled his eyes, turned around, and drilled through the window beside him. Once again, she swam up the wall like a gecko and the headphones rang, "It's the president's bedroom, but don't go in through the window. We found that the bedroom window can only be opened from the inside, and if it's opened outside or violently damaged, the alarm will be triggered."

"Then what should we do?"

"If you look up, you should see a vent. From there, you can go to the ceiling of the bedroom."

Windsor Belo looked up and saw that there was indeed a vent on her head. She climbed over, removed the ventilation fence, and slid into it. Fortunately, she was a woman, so she barely managed to get into this somewhat crowded ventilation pipe. A moment later, she arrived at Mobbit's bedroom. Through the fence, you can see the scene in the room below. After confirming that no alarm would be triggered, she removed the fence and jumped into the bedroom.

"We've finally come in. Now let's see what Mr. President has hidden." Wearing gloves, Windsor Belo rummaged through the bedroom. Her movements were very light and thin. After moving the items, she did not forget to put them back in place. She looked especially carefully and didn't want to let go of any clues. Very quickly, she found a private brain in the cabinet drawer at the bedside. Not surprisingly, the tablet smartphone set the user password. Windsor Belo took out a decoder from a bag on her chest and inserted it into the smartphone. The decoder immediately unlocked the password, allowing Windsor Belo to quickly enter the operating interface.

She took out another mobile storage device and copied all the files in her brain into it.

"Miss, we found a weak electromagnetic response in the cloakroom. Would you like to check it?"

Windsor Belo grunted and walked over to open the cloakroom. When the door opened, a small slip of paper fell silently onto the floor, which Windsor Belo did not notice. She walked in and turned on the light. He then rummaged through the wardrobe and shoe cabinets, but found nothing. Windsor Belo did not give up and patiently tapped on the closet, shoe cabinet, and other things to see if there were any sandwiches.

Finally, at the entrance, on a mirror, she found that there was something wrong with her voice. Windsor Belo immediately removed the landing mirror. Sure enough, after removing the mirror, there was a hidden compartment inside. There was a smart brain host in the hidden compartment. She hurriedly ran out of the cloakroom, took out the storage device and plugged it into the main computer. Then, her intelligence lady controlled it remotely, and made a backup of the files inside and transferred them to the storage device.

"Miss, you should leave now."

Windsor Belo "yes", put away the storage device and carefully recovered everything before leaving through the ceiling vent.

At night, Alan returned to his residence. Only when he entered the bedroom did he allow himself to look tired. Alan unbuttoned and lay on the bed, rubbing his eyebrows with his hand. Connecting today were people from the Beskard and Smith families, both of whom had asked for negotiations on his family relocation order. Their reasons were very good. Not to mention the painstaking efforts of the various clans for the Federation over the years, Babylon was the floating island alone. At that time, there were nobles participating in the construction.

Simply put, the nobles' opinion was that Babylon was not the exclusive property of the Federation. Even the President did not have the right to demand that the various families leave the island unconditionally.

"These damned fellows." Alan sighed, then sat up from his bed and prepared to take a shower to relax.

When he went to the cloakroom to get a casual suit, he saw the note. The little note was lying on one side of the door, and it should have been caught in the cloakroom door when Alan left for breakfast. The bedroom window is tightly shut so that no wind will blow the note down.

Unless …

Unless someone opened the cloakroom, Alan's face darkened. He opened the cloakroom and walked in. He came to the mirror. He took off a fixing screw in the middle of the mirror and unscrewed the nut. There was a small round piece of metal inside. It was a pocket camera that he had placed in his cloakroom. Even the security director of the apartment didn't know about it.

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