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Chapter 113
chapter 0078 part 1
Chapter 78: Meeting, Experiment, Disappearance
When Qin lost his deer (meaning the empire was in chaos), the world chased it!
Without Kingpin, the Underground Emperor, not just New York, but the entire Federation's Underground Forces were stirring restlessly.
There was nothing for it. As soon as Kingpin died, the territory he left behind was a piece of juicy, fatty meat, and everyone wanted to step forward and take a bite.
For the Federal Government, if handled improperly, it would cause violent conflict throughout the Federation.
No one could bear this consequence. Even the owner of the White House, if handled improperly, his re-election might fall through.
For this reason, the owner of the White House urgently summoned his Advisors overnight to study countermeasures.
"Kingpin is dead. Then let's just support someone else to replace Kingpin's position! Is this even something we need to think about?"
In a small office meeting, the Secretary of State of the Federal Government, also the Republican Party Whip, seeing the President and his colleagues all looking worried, directly expressed his opinion.
The President's eyes lit up upon hearing the Secretary of State's words. He needed to settle this matter as soon as possible before his approval rating dropped.
"Andre, do you have any good candidates?"
Secretary of State Underwood put on a smile: "I don't have any dealings with those Gangsters, but Moon recommended a candidate."
"A speculator. He provided a large amount of political contribution when Moon was running for Governor."
Mentioning political contribution, our President's eyes lit up.
"Although Gangsters are lower-class citizens, their large numbers also represent a rich voting bloc."
Underwood expressed his suggestion: "So this candidate must be obedient. Moon and his father are both Elders in the party; I still trust his judgment!"
"Who is the candidate Moon recommended?" The person asking was a woman around fifty years old, wearing a business suit, with a somewhat serious complexion. She was Linda, the Chief of Staff of the White House.
This position is equivalent to the Director of the White House Office, the highest-ranking official in the Federal President's executive office, and also a Senior Assistant to the Federal President.
This is a position with great power, often called "the second most powerful person in Washington."
Underwood took a kraft paper bag from the side and opened the document bag.
He took out a pile of documents from inside and distributed them to everyone present.
"An Asian?"
The Secretary of the Treasury glanced at the photo of Tang Song on the first page of the documents and mumbled a sentence.
He was a white supremacist racist, clearly having no good feelings towards an Asian.
"Bowen!" The Secretary of Defense next to him heard his words and reminded him.
When he met Underwood's gaze, which was gentle yet scrutinizing, the Secretary of the Treasury was startled.
Underwood was not only the Secretary of State but also the Republican Party Whip. He had the right to remove all hidden dangers that threatened the party's security.
Racial discrimination is a major hidden danger that affects votes for any party.
The Secretary of the Treasury showed a fawning smile towards Underwood, picked up the documents in his hand, and started reading.
"Asian, Stowaway, are you sure there's no connection with The East?"
The President finished reading the documents and asked Underwood.
Underwood showed a confident smile: "I have already had our CIA Director check his background; there's no problem!"
After the President heard Underwood's explanation, he didn't say anything more and asked the others present.
"Does anyone have any different opinions?"
Several attendees expressed that they had none, but a hint of discomfort flashed across the face of a white man, which was seen by Underwood next to him.
"Then it's decided. Support this Asian named Tang to replace Kingpin's position, but tell the FBI, the necessary procedures must not be omitted!" The President saw that no one raised objections and quickly made the decision.
"Just like Kingpin, evidence that can send this Asian to prison at any time is prepared in the FBI's archives!" Underwood told the President about his preparations, while not forgetting to warn his colleagues:
"With a noose, we can get an obedient hunting dog! Kingpin's large-scale manufacturing of counterfeit money strained our relationship with the Federal Reserve! If it weren't for our Mr. Lewis's best efforts to stop it, he would already be in prison now and wouldn't have caused such big trouble!"
Federal Vice President and President of the Senate Lewis glared at Underwood with a grim complexion and argued: "Whether Wilson Fisk is involved in the counterfeit money case or not, the CIA is still investigating. Andre, it's too early for you to conclude!"
Underwood put on a smile: "CIA intelligence shows that the source of most counterfeit money can be traced back to Kingpin, Mr. Vice President. Kingpin is not being wrongly accused."
Lewis looked at Underwood, his breathing became somewhat rapid.
Kingpin was his man; this was no secret among the Federal High-level Staff. Sitting in this position, who among those present didn't have a few proxies?
But Lewis didn't understand why Underwood had to target him.
"Alright!" Seeing the two men clashing, the President quickly stood up to mediate.
"Today I also have to meet with the President of *Country. If there are no other matters, today's meeting ends here!"
"Mr. President, can we appropriately provide some help to that Asian? This way we can avoid large-scale violent conflicts within the Federation!"
Underwood proposed a suggestion at this time.
"Help?" The President hesitated for a moment: "Directly using the authority of a government department to help a gangster..."
"Mr. President, we are just using the Military's strength to deal with some gangsters who affect the Federation's stability. Just leave this matter to Raman to handle. If I'm not mistaken, the Department of Defense has a directly subordinate special forces unit!"
Underwood looked at the Secretary of Defense next to him...
The Secretary of Defense was an Elder with graying temples and a sturdy build. Seeing Underwood push the matter onto him,
He looked at Underwood, and the two exchanged a look.
…………
"Andre, I need an explanation!"
After the meeting, Underwood and the Secretary of Defense walked out of the White House together.
Right in front of the White House entrance, the Secretary of Defense looked at Underwood and questioned him.
Chapter 78: Meeting, Experiment, Disappearance
When Qin lost his deer (meaning the empire was in chaos), the world chased it!
Without Kingpin, the Underground Emperor, not just New York, but the entire Federation's Underground Forces were stirring restlessly.
There was nothing for it. As soon as Kingpin died, the territory he left behind was a piece of juicy, fatty meat, and everyone wanted to step forward and take a bite.
For the Federal Government, if handled improperly, it would cause violent conflict throughout the Federation.
No one could bear this consequence. Even the owner of the White House, if handled improperly, his re-election might fall through.
For this reason, the owner of the White House urgently summoned his Advisors overnight to study countermeasures.
"Kingpin is dead. Then let's just support someone else to replace Kingpin's position! Is this even something we need to think about?"
In a small office meeting, the Secretary of State of the Federal Government, also the Republican Party Whip, seeing the President and his colleagues all looking worried, directly expressed his opinion.
The President's eyes lit up upon hearing the Secretary of State's words. He needed to settle this matter as soon as possible before his approval rating dropped.
"Andre, do you have any good candidates?"
Secretary of State Underwood put on a smile: "I don't have any dealings with those Gangsters, but Moon recommended a candidate."
"A speculator. He provided a large amount of political contribution when Moon was running for Governor."
Mentioning political contribution, our President's eyes lit up.
"Although Gangsters are lower-class citizens, their large numbers also represent a rich voting bloc."
Underwood expressed his suggestion: "So this candidate must be obedient. Moon and his father are both Elders in the party; I still trust his judgment!"
"Who is the candidate Moon recommended?" The person asking was a woman around fifty years old, wearing a business suit, with a somewhat serious complexion. She was Linda, the Chief of Staff of the White House.
This position is equivalent to the Director of the White House Office, the highest-ranking official in the Federal President's executive office, and also a Senior Assistant to the Federal President.
This is a position with great power, often called "the second most powerful person in Washington."
Underwood took a kraft paper bag from the side and opened the document bag.
He took out a pile of documents from inside and distributed them to everyone present.
"An Asian?"
The Secretary of the Treasury glanced at the photo of Tang Song on the first page of the documents and mumbled a sentence.
He was a white supremacist racist, clearly having no good feelings towards an Asian.
"Bowen!" The Secretary of Defense next to him heard his words and reminded him.
When he met Underwood's gaze, which was gentle yet scrutinizing, the Secretary of the Treasury was startled.
Underwood was not only the Secretary of State but also the Republican Party Whip. He had the right to remove all hidden dangers that threatened the party's security.
Racial discrimination is a major hidden danger that affects votes for any party.
The Secretary of the Treasury showed a fawning smile towards Underwood, picked up the documents in his hand, and started reading.
"Asian, Stowaway, are you sure there's no connection with The East?"
The President finished reading the documents and asked Underwood.
Underwood showed a confident smile: "I have already had our CIA Director check his background; there's no problem!"
After the President heard Underwood's explanation, he didn't say anything more and asked the others present.
"Does anyone have any different opinions?"
Several attendees expressed that they had none, but a hint of discomfort flashed across the face of a white man, which was seen by Underwood next to him.
"Then it's decided. Support this Asian named Tang to replace Kingpin's position, but tell the FBI, the necessary procedures must not be omitted!" The President saw that no one raised objections and quickly made the decision.
"Just like Kingpin, evidence that can send this Asian to prison at any time is prepared in the FBI's archives!" Underwood told the President about his preparations, while not forgetting to warn his colleagues:
"With a noose, we can get an obedient hunting dog! Kingpin's large-scale manufacturing of counterfeit money strained our relationship with the Federal Reserve! If it weren't for our Mr. Lewis's best efforts to stop it, he would already be in prison now and wouldn't have caused such big trouble!"
Federal Vice President and President of the Senate Lewis glared at Underwood with a grim complexion and argued: "Whether Wilson Fisk is involved in the counterfeit money case or not, the CIA is still investigating. Andre, it's too early for you to conclude!"
Underwood put on a smile: "CIA intelligence shows that the source of most counterfeit money can be traced back to Kingpin, Mr. Vice President. Kingpin is not being wrongly accused."
Lewis looked at Underwood, his breathing became somewhat rapid.
Kingpin was his man; this was no secret among the Federal High-level Staff. Sitting in this position, who among those present didn't have a few proxies?
But Lewis didn't understand why Underwood had to target him.
"Alright!" Seeing the two men clashing, the President quickly stood up to mediate.
"Today I also have to meet with the President of *Country. If there are no other matters, today's meeting ends here!"
"Mr. President, can we appropriately provide some help to that Asian? This way we can avoid large-scale violent conflicts within the Federation!"
Underwood proposed a suggestion at this time.
"Help?" The President hesitated for a moment: "Directly using the authority of a government department to help a gangster..."
"Mr. President, we are just using the Military's strength to deal with some gangsters who affect the Federation's stability. Just leave this matter to Raman to handle. If I'm not mistaken, the Department of Defense has a directly subordinate special forces unit!"
Underwood looked at the Secretary of Defense next to him...
The Secretary of Defense was an Elder with graying temples and a sturdy build. Seeing Underwood push the matter onto him,
He looked at Underwood, and the two exchanged a look.
…………
"Andre, I need an explanation!"
After the meeting, Underwood and the Secretary of Defense walked out of the White House together.
Right in front of the White House entrance, the Secretary of Defense looked at Underwood and questioned him.
