Donald left with the box in his hand, and a waiter outside the door led him to the second-floor lobby where the reception was held.

Compared with the tension when he came, not only did he not relieve when he left, but the similar emotions deepened.

"Master Darren, the reception is about to start, is there anything I need to prepare in advance?"

There was a butler's voice outside the door.

"There's nothing to prepare. Go ahead and do your work. I'll go down by myself when the time comes."

This is his resignation reception, which is the last reception for the public to bid farewell to Demingham politics. Many people think that he will save his reputation at this reception.

In his view, it is just a routine, temporarily avoiding the edge.

He opened the drawer in front of him, took out a palm-sized flat box, listened to the footsteps of the housekeeper leaving, took out the brass key he carried with him and opened it.

Inside is a piece of paper folded in half. After unfolding, you can see that there are several names listed from top to bottom.

There are only about five in number, and three of them have their names crossed in black strokes.

Picking up the pen on the table, unscrewing the cap, the tip of the pen fell on the paper, but did not start writing immediately.

"Dare to face the aliens of the dominant level, courage."

"Being able to kill the opponent by means of means, strength."

"I still maintain a clear head and self-control in the face of the reward I give."

"After giving some hints, I can quickly associate the meaning of the words, and my thinking is quick."

When Mark Darren writes, he is used to speaking out some of the thinking processes in his mind in a tone that he can only hear.

"Maybe a good candidate..."

The index finger and thumb seemed to be pressed down, ready to write the name of that person, but in the end, they couldn't write it down, pursed their lips, and moved the pen from the paper, leaving only a black dot of ink.

"In the past, I lived in a religious area, and I should have left my hometown out of desperation. The origin is unknown."

"Civilian origin, the character is unknown."

"After all, there is no long-term test... or wait and see."

He folded the paper again, put it back in the wooden box, and retracted the drawer. He stood up with one hand on the desk and left the study.

On the other hand, Donald handed the box in his hand to a waiter of the Darren family, indicating that it was something that was given to him by His Excellency Mark Darren, and the waiter immediately said that he would ask a special guard to take care of it.

It's unsightly to walk around with a box.

But Donald didn't know anyone here, so he didn't have anything to socialize with. He glanced at the time and saw that there was still half an hour before the connection. He walked around the banquet hall first, and finally pretended to inadvertently stay near the balcony. Before a painting, stop and admire.

In fact, he doesn't know how to appreciate these masterpieces that he doesn't know from which famous master, most of the time he is studying whether the gold frame next to it is real gold or gilded.

I took the champagne in my hand when I was wandering around just now. I took a sip after another, stopped when I was about halfway through, and occasionally took out my pocket watch and glanced at it.

Of course, he tried to conceal this action as much as possible. After all, the impatient state of wanting to leave before the party had even started would easily attract attention.

The next process did not have too many surprises. It started with the appearance of Mark Darren. Although there are rumors everywhere, the people here are facing the deputy city who has served in Demingham for decades. Long, everyone showed enough respect.

The news of his resignation was also a top priority. Even Donald could only stand in the middle of the crowd, watching the old man on the stage talking, and involuntarily began to think about the previous conversation in the study.

Mark Darren gave himself a reward for killing the dominant powerhouse, and as he said, he was an old man without any government position at this time.

So why can he represent the government?

Help yourself to cover up the news, remind yourself that there is a problem with the Odd Bureau... What is this for?

His eyes stayed on Mark Darren's easy figure when he spoke, because he deliberately stood behind the crowd, and the corner of his eyes occasionally swept over some people around him.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Donald noticed that when Mark Darren was talking, some people were always looking away, not paying attention to something, but exchanging glances with someone in that direction.

It wasn't an unintentional look at each other, it was more like a silent communication.

Once again Donald had a hunch, or intuition, that he had also had when he had seen Tiffany Garcia suddenly appear to find Horn Shelley.

Today's Demingham is gradually becoming a vortex, and his act of killing the dominant powerhouse seems to have brought him, who was originally a marginal character, into this vortex.

This feeling of being out of control is bad.

And in Donald's alone thinking, unknowingly Mark Darren's speech is coming to an end, and then it is time for free activities.

Glancing at the time, I found that there was only a five-minute gap before the connection time, so I hurriedly turned around and walked to the balcony, for fear that someone would occupy the place ahead of time.

It turns out that he thinks too much.

Although the window sill on the second floor of the Darren family is equipped with a ring-shaped floor-to-ceiling glass window, and there are many heaters inside, the temperature near the window sill is still much lower than the room due to the season, so no one is here. Time to go to the windowsill.

Fortunately, the weather tonight is not bad, maybe because it was cloudy for several days in a row, the moon looks particularly bright today.

Donald thought that if someone asked later, he would say that he was watching the moon here.

Holding a half glass of champagne against the side of the balcony, Donald deliberately turned his body sideways into the room in order to allow the connector to see what he was holding.

His eyes lingered on the people passing by. As the time approached, there was an ordinary-looking person in a brown coat walking slowly towards the balcony.

Sometimes the communication between people actually only needs one look. He walked towards Donald, and the eyes of the two only met for a moment, and they both had a rough understanding of each other's hearts.

"The severe winter that belongs to Demingham is coming soon..."

Sure enough, the two sides only approached, and they said the password directly to the convenience, Donald nodded, and the two walked to the balcony.

"I thought it would be the vice president coming, what happened?"

The connector was obviously also from the Arboretum. He noticed that Donald had a raw face and couldn't help but ask.

"I was originally the vice president, and I happened to be invited, so Your Excellency Williams entrusted me to complete the connection."

He put the tree garden emblem he owned in the palm of his hand and showed it to the other party, who nodded in approval.

"The Bureau of Discord is going to attack the Arboretum in the near future!"

Now that the identity has been confirmed, the contact person will directly tell Donald the information he has obtained so far.

"what?"

When he first heard the news, Donald felt that the temperature around his body had dropped a lot at this moment, and he just relied on self-control to suppress the sense of absurdity that surged up in his heart.

Williams fears come true!

"Why did you suddenly attack the Arboretum?"

Donald can't understand this situation. It stands to reason that even if the government suspects Arboretum, it should first investigate and decide the next move. Now, from the tone of the other party, it seems to be direct action without even an ultimatum.

"I don't know, I also just got the inside information. Dalton Warren and Connery Owen have reached an agreement. Both parties are determined to attack the overseas islands where Arboretum is located in the near future. You must go back and inform the chairman, and you must use the best possible method. Evacuate our people as quickly as possible."

"The chief of the alien investigation bureau and the chief of the police station... Now, instead of going to the organization that attacked the new airship, they would instead attack the people on their own side? What about the mayor, agreed?"

As a member of the Alien Bureau, Donald himself did not feel any movement or received any special orders.

In other words, this is a secret cooperation between the two armed forces in Demingham.

Even such a level of action necessarily requires the approval of the top leaders of the Demingham government, and Donald does not understand why such a decision would be passed so rashly.

You must know that the Arboretum is not meat on the chopping block. It also has the ability to resist. Although Your Excellency Williams is not a dominant powerhouse, he is also a wizard at the peak of awakening.

As I said before, wizards are different from other aliens. Their abilities are not limited to their own talents, but also a spell system that extends from their own talents.

Just like Donald's previous release of fourth-level spells at the power level, he can also fight against the awakening-level powerhouses in the thunderstorm. If he is desperate, who can guarantee that there will not be a lose-lose situation?

"It seems to be the case now. The senior officials of the Demingham government have passed the qi. They seem to have determined that there is a problem in the tree garden. You take this communication crystal and give it to the president as soon as possible. He will understand."

He sneaked a crystal into Donald's pocket, then turned his back and stopped talking.

Whatever the reason, now is not the time to explore the reasons behind it, let alone make any moves of surrender.

There is only one way left for the Arboretum, retreat.

Evacuate Demingham as quickly as possible!

After drinking the champagne in a toast, Donald no longer hesitated and strode away.

At this moment, the person who connected with him turned his head to look in a certain direction behind him, then his body was startled, and he walked to the stairs on the second floor without a trace.

Go all the way up and push the door open.

Donald just came out of it not long ago~lightnovelpub.net~ Your Excellency Darren, the information has been passed on to the Arboretum, do you have anything to do with me? "

According to the plan, he should leave immediately after delivering the message.

"Is it someone from your Arboretum who spoke to you just now?"

Mark Darren did not stay at the reception for too long, and left in the name of physical discomfort after speaking.

"Yes, it's a raw face, I haven't seen it before."

He was a little strange, why this big man would care about a person who connected with him.

"Go down."

A random wave of hands made people retreat, Mark Darren propped his chin on his left hand and murmured in a low voice,

"I didn't expect this young man to still have the identity of the tree garden... This is different."

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