American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Xu Fu noticed the strange looks from those around him and was taken aback. He cursed the old man in his heart for being shameless, punishing himself before he died. But in front of everyone, he could only accept the envelope with a gloomy face and say that he would not disappoint the old man.

The forensic examination found nothing else, the body was sent to the funeral home, and the visitors left.

Xu Fu returned to the car, opened the envelope, and was overjoyed to see the blank sheet of paper. He casually threw it away and was about to drive away when suddenly two people appeared in front of him: Stendhal and Maeve.

Xu Fu frowned: "You should be at the funeral home at this time, not here to see me."

Standarov stepped forward and spoke in a calm voice.

We'd like to talk to you.

Xu Fu thought for a moment, then opened the car door and...

"boarding!"

The BMW drove out of the parking lot and stopped on a quiet street.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Maeve gritted her teeth and asked in a hateful voice, "How exactly did Chief Harvey die?"

The autopsy report did not state: sudden myocardial infarction, natural death.

"Damn it!"

Maeve flew into a rage: "He was perfectly healthy, with no heart problems whatsoever. How could he suddenly have a heart attack? Tell me who killed him!"

Xu Fu glanced at Maeve, then at the expressionless Stendav, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You don't suspect that I did it, do you?"

"Chief Harvey was poisoned after having dinner with you last night." "Based on the case analysis, you are the prime suspect."

Xu Fu shook his head with a cold smile: "Actually, you know very well the cause of his death. You came to me just because you're heartbroken and wanted to confirm something. I can forgive your sadness, but don't use this as an excuse, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Standalov muttered to himself, "We want your answer."

Xu Fu remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

“That’s right, Jack Harvey did die because of the Swamp Forest case. I won’t say who the killer is, there’s no point in pursuing it. The case is closed, and soon a new chief will take you in and give you a new life.”

"Both of you get out of the car; our conversation is over."

Standalone didn't move, nor did Maeve; her cheeks were slightly flushed with anger and murderous intent.

Seeing these two people, Xu Fu couldn't help but sigh. Although the old man had a bad temper and insidious methods, he still had many commendable skills.

Do you have anything else?

Maeve looked at her boyfriend with unwavering determination in her eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly said...

"Only the two of you knew about Chief Harvey's plan." "Now that he's dead, only you know."

Xu Fu raised his eyebrows slightly. "You want to get the plan from me."

"No!"

The fewer people who know, the better. Our purpose here is not the plan itself, but how to ensure its successful execution. Chief Harvey cannot have died in vain; he must pay the price.

After hearing these words, both of them appeared very determined, clearly having given it considerable thought.

Xu Fu calmed down a bit: Jack Harvey's death is not a big deal, but he has many talented men under his command. If you can bring these people under your command, ...

After thinking for a few seconds, he finally shook his head: How could the FBI spy on a mob boss?

“I know what you mean. I envy Harvey for having such a loyal subordinate like you, but…” He changed the subject, his tone becoming serious, “The agreement between him and me was only between me and it no longer exists. The agreement is naturally invalid. Naturally invalid. Your problem is your own to decide. I will not interfere.”

Maeve shrieked, “Mr. Shaw, please think carefully. Since this man dared to target Chief Harvey, who can guarantee that you won’t be his next target? Don’t forget that you were also involved in the Swamp Forest case. He won’t let you off the hook.”

Xu Fu shook his head slightly: "What you said makes a lot of sense, but you overlooked one point. The core of the whole plan is the FBI director and the power he holds. Without that, everything loses its meaning."

"The chief is dead, but we are still here. We can help."

"Guys?"

Xu Fu grinned, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. Without saying a word, he opened the door.

"Gentlemen, please!"

Maeve and Standalone could only look at each other, grit their teeth, and walk away.

After watching the BMW drive away, Maeve immediately flew into a rage, and

"The deserters he described are so hateful." "It's a good thing I trusted him so much before."

Unlike the flustered Maeve, Standarov remained quite calm, recalling the conversation they had just had, and couldn't help but say something.

"He's not wrong!"

Maeve jumped up from her seat: "You're going to desert too! Don't forget who rescued you from the KGB. Without the director, you wouldn't be where you are today."

5.7 Standalov said helplessly, "Don't get excited, listen to me!"

"Don't forget we're dealing with the president, and a president who lacks evidence. In the past, we had Chief Harvey, and we could investigate however we wanted. But that's not possible now. He's dead, and the chief's position is precarious. Whoever decides who will be the next chief will be the investigator. In this situation, are the upper management so eager to curry favor with the president? Do you think they'll dare to continue the investigation?"

These words made Maeve grit her teeth, yet she was helpless.

Standarov sighed, "Xu Fu-Xiao foresaw this long ago and couldn't wait to bring himself out."

Maeve said indignantly, "He knows? He knows Joel Nash's true identity better than any of us. How could he just stand by and watch a monster become our leader?"

Chapter 1105 Sam Ryan

The sudden death of the FBI director injected a powerful antidote into the political chaos caused by the election. Suddenly, all the angry voices fell silent, and people remembered the old man they "greatly respected".

Senior political figures delivered deeply moving speeches, expressing their profound condolences.

Joel Nash was no exception. He not only made a statement, but also came to Hoover Tower in person and explained his and Jack Harvey's views in detail in front of all the agents. A moving voice echoed in the hall: "They know nothing of sorrow, only how to grit their teeth."

When Maeve saw that jerk on the podium, she clenched her fists and her body temperature rose rapidly. Fortunately, Standalone pulled her back in time, preventing a conflict from breaking out.

After his speech, Joel Nash held a meeting with senior FBI officials, exceeding the authority of the FBI director as acting president, before leaving Hoover Building surrounded by a crowd.

At that moment, Standalone felt a dark cloud hanging over his heart, and so did everyone who knew about it.

But what can they do?

After the principal's death, who can muster the courage to take on this heavy responsibility?

nobody

not even one

Even if the highest leadership knew the president was a devil, they would choose to forget it for the sake of power. Thinking about it carefully, it's not a big deal. As long as he acts in the people's best interests, what's wrong with a devil as president?

How bad can he be?

However, there are always some people who don't want to live.

Two days later, after lunch, Xu Fu was taking a walk in his neighbor's garden when he turned at an intersection and encountered someone who shouldn't have been there. The person had a brace around his neck and said, half-jokingly, "This is my friend."

"Why aren't you pretending to be dead in your hospital bed? What are you doing here?" "Watch out, if Joel Nash finds out you can stand up, he'll send you to hell."

Amanda made a face: "I can only go to heaven after I die."

Xu Fu shrugged: "That's what bad people say."

"Tell me, what's in it for me?"

Someone wants to see you.

"Who?"

"It's in the coffee shop next door, just go check it out."

They approached a coffee shop with a "Closed" sign, pushed open the front door, and went inside. In the huge restaurant, only the farthest table had its lights on.

Under the dim light stood a thin old man in a crisp military uniform; he was not tall, only a little over five feet seven inches, with short hair, furrowed brows, and a cold, stern face that exuded the air of a soldier. As for his eyes, they were fixed on Xu Fu from beginning to end, as if trying to pierce through him.

Amanda explained.

"Xu Fu? Xiao, from the Xiao family of Haibin City, is the grandson of the former president of the Hung Kuen Association!"

"Sam Lane, General Lane, Senator at the Department of Defense Inauguration Ceremony"

Sam Ryan

Xu Fu was stunned by the name: "Louise Lane's father! Superman's father-in-law!" He couldn't control himself and looked him up and down, his mouth agape.

"You have a wonderful daughter!"

Sam Lane replied coldly, "I have two daughters."

"what's up?"

Xu Fu pulled out a chair and sat down. "What brings you here, General?"

The old man stared intently at Xu Fu, as if he were watching an opponent in a life-or-death duel, seemingly oblivious to basic conversational etiquette. It wasn't until Xu Fu grew impatient and spoke that the old man suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Harvey told me everything that happened.

"and then?"

He's dead.

"So, the reason you came to me today is to find out if I'm his killer."