I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 188 The Great President Was Murdered by Rebels

Countless people within the federal government were waiting for the president to breathe his last, yet the president, who seemed to be on his last breath, stubbornly clung to life and remained on standby.

No matter how earnestly the hawkish representatives presented Hoover's "ironclad evidence" of "collusion with foreign powers and treason," the dying President Harding remained unconvinced, saying, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

He wasn't burying his head in the sand like an ostrich; instead, he spoke haltingly, panting:
"Do I...do I not know...what kind of people are these departments I lead?"

"In such a short time... you were able to gather so much detailed 'intelligence'? If you had this ability earlier... how could things have developed to this point?"

"There must be a lot of... falsehoods and exaggerations in this."

It must be said that the president's rare self-deprecating remarks about the capabilities of federal departments seemed particularly reasonable and well-founded, leaving the hawkish representatives speechless.

To say whether these hawks completely believed Hoover's alarmist assertion that "the outside world is full of rebels" is a question.

I believed it a little, but not much.

Those who have long resided at the heart of power in Washington are all too aware of the elaborate narratives that bureaucracies can concoct for their own benefit and to shirk responsibility.

However, in order to maintain national stability and uphold federal authority, it is often necessary to "better safe than sorry," and any potential threat must be magnified and eliminated with the most severe measures.

Unfortunately, in the final moments of his life, this president, who usually did not appear very astute, was unexpectedly clear-headed.

He reflected on his less-than-glorious presidency from his sickbed.

He recalled how he had spent his presidency gambling and drinking, doing almost nothing of substance, and promoting a group of Ohio-affiliated "brothers," plunging the federal government into a deep abyss of corruption and embezzlement.

Even if one doesn't consider their posthumous reputation, they should still do something for America before they die.

He knew the hawks were eager to escalate the situation, crushing all resistance with overwhelming military force and making an example of them.

But Harding, with a sudden burst of political savvy, sensed that this would not end well.

To put it bluntly, putting aside the mysterious forces behind the black armed groups, one thing is undeniable—it is America's deep-rooted racial discrimination and oppression that provided fertile ground for the survival and development of black armed groups.

An idea that was completely out of step with his entire political career emerged.

"Now...maybe it's the best time to make some changes."

He hoped to bypass these hawkish voices and send people to contact and negotiate with Wakanda in the south, attempting to end this damned "conflict" peacefully through political means, with some concessions and promises of reform!
However, looking around, who could he trust?
He sadly discovered that the people he could ultimately trust were the Ohio gang brothers who had made a mess of his presidency and the federal government!

Perhaps this is also an opportunity for them to do something practical for the country.

Unfortunately, the president, who was racing against death in his hospital bed, was unaware that his Ohio gang had already fallen apart.

With their biggest backer about to collapse and themselves covered in filth, what they want most right now is to find a new protector so that they can escape unscathed from the impending political purge.

Betrayal always strikes when loyalty is most needed. Therefore, when President Harding mustered his courage, he secretly summoned his Attorney General and instructed him to find reliable channels to secretly contact Wakanda and explore the possibility of a peaceful resolution.

Attorney General Doherty, choking back tears, picked up a water glass from the bedside table. "My old friend, you must take care of yourself! America can't do without you!"

Harding did not refuse this care from his "brother," and took a small sip from Doherty's hand.

He had just lain down when he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked incredulously at the familiar yet unfamiliar face before him, "You...you..."

A nurse just opened the door and saw the president, his eyes wide open, tilt his head to the side and then droop. "Ah!!!"

"Bang! Bang!"

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The White House suddenly dropped a bombshell: "Our great President Harding has been murdered by sympathizers of the insurgents and has died of a heart attack!"

More detailed information later emerged: the depraved "rebel sympathizer" was a nurse of Black descent who used her position to carry out the vile murder of the president.

It was the president's most trusted and fearless Attorney General Doherty who discovered her evil deeds in time and was forced to kill her to stop her from further harming the president!
The American people, who had not yet recovered from the shock of the "Southern Rebellion", were stunned by this bombshell!

In this time of federal turmoil, their beloved president was murdered by rebels?
Vice President Coolidge was sworn in amidst the chaos.

The first thing the new president did upon taking office was to declare a day of national mourning. During the mourning period, flags were flown at half-mast nationwide, and all non-essential commercial activities were suspended to express deep condolences for President Harding.

Despite the frequent bribery scandals that emerged in the federal government after Harding took office, the increasing social disorder, and the ongoing war in the South, President Harding was still a beloved and good president in the hearts of most ordinary Americans.

All I can say is that a good appearance is really important to the President of the United States!
Major media outlets also recalled President Harding's life story while condemning the heinous crimes of "the rebels and their sympathizers" in the strongest terms, and calling on the federal government to take decisive action to avenge President Harding!

There was a little incident – ​​The Sun's news hotline received a call from someone claiming to be President Harding's personal physician, who said there was something fishy about the president's death... and then they heard a few muffled gunshots on the other end of the line.

After a long silence, the phone call ended.

The following day, in an inconspicuous corner of the Washington media, a brief, ambiguous news item was published: "President Harding's personal physician... committed suicide at home."

The Sun's coverage that day was entirely integrated into the mainstream narrative of national mourning and shared hatred of the enemy—

"President Harding dedicated his life to the United States of America; his great qualities were as steadfast as a rock, and his passing is a great loss to the nation... May God grant us another leader as wise, noble, and upright as President Harding!"

In his office at the Bureau of Investigation, Hoover carefully read the day's Sun newspaper article. A relieved smile appeared on his usually expressionless face.

"The sun's loyalty is beyond doubt!"

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(End of this chapter)