Chapter 229 The countdown to the end of the story is on. "According to this station..."
"According to our reporter's report, Miao Zi, the first female prime minister of Country X, officially took office today..."
“This female prime minister is extremely chauvinistic, and her rise to power…” Sang Lezhi listened to the news on TV with a worried expression.
Zhang Su was concerned that Zhang Su was worried that Zhang Su's excessive thinking might affect her recovery, since Zhang Su had just given birth.
He chuckled and joked, "So what if there's a problem? We're not afraid now."
Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow: "Female Prime Minister? Isn't this supposedly the successor to the one who died earlier?"
"If I remember correctly, that one was already a [illegible], and this one is even more [illegible] than him?"
Sang Lezhi nodded, then, recalling the news she had seen earlier, smiled and said, "I don't know what they were thinking."
"She not only promised to transform the Self-Defense Forces into a national defense force after taking office, but also to continue to increase military spending by 2% of GDP."
"Wow, is she trying to shed the image of a defeated nation?" Sang Zhitao asked, somewhat surprised. "Does her father know?"
The question "her father" startled Sang Lezhi and the other woman, but they quickly realized what it meant and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"If it weren't for the fact that Country A has loosened its grip on the dog leash a lot due to policy reasons and declining national strength, where would she have gotten all these outrageous actions?" Sang Lezhi couldn't help but tease.
"She... she can't possibly be thinking of starting a war, can she?" Sang Zhitao looked at the smart screen in front of her, scrolled through the news and past statements about this Miao prime minister, and couldn't help but frown as she spoke.
Sang Lezhi and Zhang Su were both completely bewildered before they realized what was happening and asked incredulously, "No way? Are you crazy?"
“We have weapons, they have Ultraman, right…” Sang Zhitao twitched her lips and said nothing more.
"Forget it, we can't really do something stupid anyway," Zhang Su said after peeling an apple for Sang Lezhi.
Meanwhile, in the Prime Minister's residence of Country X, which they were talking about, Prime Minister Miao was looking at her speech with a headache.
"Your Excellency, is there a problem with this speech?" the news writer asked cautiously.
Miao Zi ran her fingertips over the speech draft a few times before sighing and saying to the news writer, "Based on past experience, there are no problems with the draft you wrote this time."
"Then...?" The news writer was even more puzzled.
After placing her speech on the table, Miao Zi looked out the window and let out a long sigh: "Back then, I was competing with others to win the people's votes, so I had to say something that would resonate with the people."
“During this period, whether it is public platforms, personal media, or official channels, the approach taken against foreign countries, especially East Korea, has been to smear them, which has aroused public hatred towards them.”
"That's why what I said before was seen as highly inflammatory by the public."
"But now that I'm in this position, do you think these angles are still usable?"
The news writer's expression changed, and he instantly understood what Miao Zi had said.
However, he still hesitated: "Is this really okay? After all, what about the people...?"
Miao Zi gave a mocking smile: "The people? They're nothing but a bunch of parasites sucking the blood of the nation."
"That's enough!" She interrupted the journalist's further persuasion and ordered firmly, "What do they know! Even if Country A is weak, it is still a world power. And the strength of the Eastern Country is even more evident now. What are we going to use to fight? Are we really going to start another war?"
Seeing her stern expression and somewhat unpleasant face, the news writer naturally dared not offer any further advice and could only obey the order to leave and continue revising the speech.
Netizens in East Asian countries, especially those in East Asia, waited for the first speech by the new leader as if it were a joke.
But when the news was released, they were shocked. They never expected that this Iron Lady before she took office would actually bend over and throw away all the things she said in the past as if they were toilet paper.
"Didn't you say you were going to start a war? Is this all?"
"I was really looking forward to it, eagerly awaiting a separate page for the family genealogy! But I never expected it to end so abruptly."
"Snake tail? Why are you calling a snake a snake?"
"Forget it, forget it, let's all leave, it's pointless."
"Visiting the toilet is probably her biggest anti-Eastern act."
This change in attitude was naturally noticed by Sang Zhitao and Sang Lezhi.
“This person is really…” Sang Zhitao chuckled and shook her head.
Sang Lezhi waved his hand unsurprised: "After all, it's just a tiny little country. Now that it's clung to a powerful patron and is crippled, it naturally wants to bark. Otherwise, who would even notice it?"
“Canary, that’s certainly the most apt description for these two small countries,” Sang Zhitao said with a smile.
Although Sang Lezhi and Zhang Su did not understand economics, they had heard of the "canary effect" mentioned in economics, so they naturally understood what Sang Zhitao was joking about.
After visiting her older sister and having a customized baby meal at the base, she finally drifted off to sleep with a yawn.
"Awake?" Anwen skillfully handed over a baby bottle.
Sang Zhitao obediently took the cup and drank from it, not forgetting to switch hands and receive the thoughtful cleaning service from the coffin-fostering family.
"Have you found any clues about the person behind this?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously.
An Wen nodded: "Thanks to the information provided by the Imperial Advisor."
She gestured for the cat to project the information onto the big screen.
Suddenly, a white light shone in the dark conference room, and images of several ancient books appeared before everyone's eyes.
"Zhang, Liu, Wu, and Xue were all disciples of that Celestial Master a thousand years ago."
"A thousand years ago, the Celestial Master predicted a great calamity from the heavens, and that the Savior would not be born until a thousand years later. After that, she sent an egg, which was to be called the Savior, to the Valley of Funerals."
"The four disciples each carried a fragment of the divine artifact and hid in the mortal world, waiting to assist the savior in saving the world after his birth a thousand years later."
As he spoke, An Wen glanced at Sang Zhitao: "At that time, we knew that the savior had descended to earth ahead of schedule, but only the Celestial Master and the Valley Master of Funeral Valley, Fu Guanshi, knew that he had not yet been born."
"Therefore, the four disciples always believed that the savior would be born a thousand years later."
"After the passing of that generation of Celestial Master, his four disciples established their own families, and then intermarried with each other, which has continued to this day."
"This is the information we found about a family that was born a thousand years ago."
"Only these four?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously.
An Wen nodded: "At present, only these four companies are the most suspicious."
As she spoke, she switched the images on the big screen: "The suspected heir of the Zhang family married the daughter of the Liu family, the son of the Liu family married the daughter of the Wu family, and the son of the Wu family married the daughter of the Xue family. The Xue family was an outside marriage."
"In the previous generation, the Zhang family married into the Wu family, the Wu family married into the Liu family, the Liu family married into the Xue family, and the Xue family married into the Zhang family."
“The same was true for the generation before them; they intermarried and maintained very close relationships.”
Looking at the relationship diagram on the big screen, Sang Zhitao felt dizzy. She glanced to the side and saw the Xue family sitting alone in the corner.
She touched her chin with her small hand: "The Xue family hasn't had many intermarriages, has it?"
An Wen glanced at the big screen, silently compared the numbers in his mind, and then said in surprise, "It really is true. Almost fifteen or sixteen generations have passed since the four major families were founded, but the Xue family has participated in fewer than ten marriage alliances."
"Perhaps the Xue family is a breakthrough point," Sang Zhitao said after a moment's thought. "Let's try contacting them."
An Wen nodded after hearing this and looked at Uncle You.
Uncle You has always had a lot of connections, so it's the most suitable place to entrust this to him.
Uncle You didn't stand on ceremony. He nodded with a smile, then took his phone and went out to make a call.
"The chat logs from last time confirm that the Zhang family was definitely involved, so have you arrested any members of the Zhang family?"
Li Feng nodded: "Don't worry, we've been cooperating with the deployment here. We were worried about not finding the missing person or alerting the enemy, so we only arrested him now."
"I want to meet with the person in charge of the Zhang family," Sang Zhitao said after sucking on the baby bottle.
Fu Guanshi looked down and saw that her baby bottle was empty. After carefully touching her belly, he handed the bottle to the spirit cat next to her.
The civet cat used its tail to place the empty bottle to one side.
Fu Guanshi had already handed the new baby bottle to Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao took the bottle and continued drinking.
This process is incredibly smooth and efficient, clearly indicating that it has been done many times before.
An Wen sighed silently, pressed his temples, and then continued, "If we're talking about the person in charge of the Zhang family, it should be Zhang Haifei, the previous head of the Zhang family."
"How old are you?" Sang Zhitao was taken aback. "Isn't the previous generation still alive?"
An Wen smiled and explained, "The Zhang family's succession is different from the traditional one; it's quite common for the family head to abdicate before he dies."
Sang Zhitao suddenly realized that when she read novels or watched TV dramas, the previous generation of family heads she had seen were all people who had died. For a moment, she really thought that there were also people who abdicated while still alive.
“I want to see him,” Sang Zhitao repeated her request.
An Wen turned to look at Li Feng. Linming City was his territory, so naturally he would listen to the other party.
After sending a message, Li Feng looked up at Sang Zhitao and said, "Okay, I just asked. He's been sent to the detention center. I'll take you there now."
Without further delay, Sang Zhitao followed Li Feng to the detention center, which was not far from here.
“Zhang Haifei, male, 67 years old…” Li Feng took the other party’s information and read it out coldly.
Zhang Haifei looked up at Li Feng, then glanced at Sang Zhitao, before turning his gaze to Fu Guanshi: "So it was you who killed those three Wish Gods?"
Fu Guanshi was taken aback. She didn't reply, but instead looked down at Sang Zhitao in her arms.
Sang Zhitao rolled her eyes, propped herself up in Fu Guanshi's lap, and held onto Fu Guanshi's arms that were wrapped around her waist, exuding an aura of royalty.
"I did it." The little voice attracted Zhang Haifei. He was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening. His incredulous eyes darted back and forth between Sang Zhitao and Fu Guanshi.
“I am the savior,” Sang Zhitao continued.
Zhang Haifei gave her a deep look, lowered his eyes, and then laughed.
Slowly, the faint smile turned into a wild laugh, then into a bitter smile, and finally into a tearful laugh.
"I, my father, my grandfather, and my Zhang family have spanned seventeen generations. Each generation has poured their hearts and souls into scheming, but who would have thought that the savior is not only a child, but also such a powerful child? All our scheming is nothing more than a matter of lifting a hand to you..."
“If you maintain your original intentions, that’s fine too. I’m not a bloodthirsty person,” Sang Zhitao said, raising an eyebrow.
Zhang Haifei shook his head with a wry smile: "You don't understand, you don't understand."
“If you don’t tell me, who will understand?” Sang Zhitao pouted and couldn’t help but speak.
Zhang Haifei leaned back weakly, sighed, and said, "That's true... Let me tell you. I've kept it all bottled up for so many years and sacrificed so much. It's really hard for me to keep it a secret."
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