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"We just want to know the current situation of the president first, but you refuse to let us meet or talk with him. What does this mean? What are you hiding from us?" Another officer turned to look at him. Lin Rui.

"It's very simple, he can't see you yet. If you want to know his current situation, I have a newly filmed video here. On the video, Mr. President is in the ward and asks you to obey all orders from Mr. Ernest." Lin Rui pulled out a videotape and instructed a soldier to play it on the big screen in the conference room.

The video shows that it is indeed the president of Western Sahara. He does not seem to have recovered, his complexion is not very good, and his voice is a little hoarse. What he said was indeed consistent with what Lin Rui just said.

This has calmed down a lot of Western Saharan Popular Front officials a little.

But there are still people who are still reluctant. The former official said sharply, "Since Mr. President is fine, why doesn't he show up in public? And the voice on this video is so hoarse, it doesn't sound like what Mr. President said."

"The president was shot in the neck first, which many people saw at the scene. He covered his neck and left with blood all over his body. As long as anyone who is not blind can see that, he suffered considerable damage.

Although the bullet did not kill him, it may have hurt his vocal cords. You want a patient with damaged vocal cords to speak as he normally would, do you think it's possible?

In his condition, he should be resting in bed now. It is because of your entanglement that he had to record such a video with injuries. Ernest said loudly, "The department you belong to has done a mess in the past few days. You are asking about the whereabouts of Mr. President all day long. What do you want? "

"I..." The official knew he was wrong, "I'm just concerned about Mr. President's injury."

"Everyone here is concerned, I can assure you of this. But why do you seem to be particularly concerned?" Lin Rui turned his head to look at him and said, "If I remember correctly, you should be called Jabasha. Are you? I'm sorry I'm new here, I'm not too familiar with people."

"What if it's me?" Jabashar sneered. "You're just a mercenary chief, and it's normal if you don't know me. I don't need to be too long-winded for someone like you."

"It seems that Mr. Jabashar looks down on me very much. I have to show you my abilities." Lin Rui took out a handful of photos and took them on the table. "This is what I filmed over the past few days about Mr Jabashar's actions."

Jabashar looked at those photos and was furious, "You dare to spy on me?"

"Of course it's not surveillance, but secret protection. Since Mr. President's accident, we have raised the corresponding security level. All of you and your family members have been included in our highest-level security plan.

This is all to prevent those terrorists from posing a threat to you. But what I don't understand is that Mr. Jabashar has been quite anxious these days, and he has met many different people, all asking about Mr. President.

People who don't know think you're Mr. President's family. This loyalty is really surprising. "

"Mr. President represents the Popular Front of Western Sahara and is a respectable man. Is there anything wrong with me caring about him?" Jabashar said loudly.

"There's nothing wrong with it. I assure you, sir, there's absolutely nothing wrong with this. But what's wrong is that most of the people you're meeting with you don't even know yourself.

What are you talking about with someone you don't know? And these few days, you have been secretly meeting frequently, and each time you have chosen a place where no one is around, and you are secretive, and you don’t want others to know what you are talking about.

But I finally figured it out. Because we put a loudspeaker not far away. To be precise, it should be a long-distance pickup, which happened to record your conversation. "

As soon as Lin Rui's words were finished, the official's expression changed immediately, "Don't spit your blood! Just because I asked to see the president before, you all took the opportunity to spread remarks that were not good for me."

Lin Rui smiled, "I haven't even played the recording of your conversation. How do you know that it is unfavorable to you? Could it be that you know what you are talking about? You also know that the content of these conversations is extremely sensitive?"

"We are just discussing it." The official Jabashar's face became a little nervous.

The tape was already playing, and the voices of the people inside were not very clear, but it was still possible to tell that one of them was the Jabashar, and the other was the civilian. Both parties on the call appeared to be communicating in Arabic.

But under the action of high-power pickups, their whispers were also recorded in full.

"Is the president dead?" the soldier asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't seem to be dead. Those bodyguards and security personnel took him to a place of extreme secrecy for treatment. I don't have the exact information yet, I don't know where they are hiding." Ernest's voice replied.

"If he didn't die, why did he insist on not showing his face? If he is dead, why did you keep it a secret?" Another voice whispered.

"We searched every corner and couldn't find him. It is very likely that he was killed, but not necessarily. I am still stepping up the investigation. Once I find out his location, I will inform you immediately~www.readwn. com~ But you better hurry up, those **** **** mercenaries should be alert after this assassination. They are monitoring him 24 hours a day now. Outsiders don’t even know where Mr. President is hiding.” Jia Bashar looked a little frustrated.

"Don't worry anymore, continue to find him, if he is alive, we will send someone to kill him again." The soldier looked at Jabashar and sneered.

There was an uproar in the conference room, and everyone turned to look at Jabashar with nervousness and suspicion in their eyes.

Lin Rui reached out and turned off the recorder, looked at Jabashar and said, "I'm a little curious when I hear this, can you please tell me Mr. Jabashar? Who is the person you said you want to kill? The president? sir?

The man said that he would be sent to kill him again, and it seemed that he had done the previous assassination as well. I can't help but be a little curious, what the **** is Mr. Jabashar doing with the murderer who assassinated the president?

Since just now, you have been so eager to find out the whereabouts of Mr. President, do you want to tell the murderer who assassinated the President? So that he could schedule another assassination attempt on the president? "Lin Rui looked at Jabashar and sneered.