Miss President wants to talk to you

For the next period of time, as long as he is not allowed to appear in public, no one will know whether his injury is minor or serious.

As for Wilkes...

What they received was a different message.

Eleanor Hopkins is dead.

The White House's so-called recovery from injury is merely a cover-up to prevent the government from descending into chaos because of his death.

Eleanor asked, "What has the president said?"

"The president thinks this arrangement is very good."

Edgar said, "Ms. Rosef hopes you can take this time to rest."

"Always working under pressure will wear you out."

"However, Ms. Louise doesn't seem very happy."

"It seems she originally planned to have you work in secrecy, and she sent someone to deliver the documents to your office."

Oh, I see.

Eleanor was not surprised by the reactions of both Rosef and Louise.

Rosef's attitude speaks for itself.

It's understandable that Louise is unhappy.

After all, with Eleanor on leave, all the White House affairs fell on her shoulders.

How could anyone be happy?

But no matter what, I managed to steal a few days of rest from my busy schedule.

What should I do?

Just then, Eleanor looked at Edgar, who was disguised as a secretary.

He glanced again at the suitcase containing the secretary.

Suddenly, he had an inspiration.

"Edgar".

Eleanor asked, "Could you make another one of those human skin masks?"

"Sure, any number of them are fine."

Edgar answered casually at first.

Then, as if realizing something, she looked at Eleanor warily.

"What do you want to do?"

"Make me a mask too."

Eleanor said, "I'll go with you to Wilkes's."

"no!"

Edgar refused with absolute certainty.

"You've just survived an assassination attempt. The most important thing you should do now is get back to a safe place."

What a joke!

Eleanor was able to escape unscathed from the assassination attempt because she was prepared.

But heading south? That was completely unplanned!

If something goes wrong, who will take responsibility?

"I'm perfectly safe!"

Eleanor was skeptical of Edgar's suggestion.

“Everyone outside thought I was injured, and Wilkes even thought I was dead.”

Who would bother a dead person?

Edgar shook his head: "It's dangerous around Wilkes!"

"I've just been hit by more than a dozen machine guns."

Eleanor tapped his chest. "What could be more dangerous than this?"

Edgar didn't know how to answer for a moment.

From a normal logical point of view

It really doesn't.

"But……"

Edgar was still trying to refuse when Eleanor patted her on the shoulder.

"No buts."

He said, "This is part of the plan, just do it."

"...Alright then."

Now that things have come to this, what else can Edgar say?

She could only hold onto her last line of defense: "At least bring Truman along. I'll make a mask for her too."

"Row!"

Eleanor didn't intend to dwell on this any longer; he had originally planned to take Truman with him anyway.

Talk about it, talk about it, make trouble.

Don't gamble with your life.

Having made his decision, Eleanor began to examine the corpses around him.

Since we're going to follow Edgar back to the South, we'll need a suitable identity.

Edgar reopened the suitcase and pulled out his secretary.

"Among these people, who are recent hires whom Wilkes doesn't know well?"

The secretary clearly had no intention of cooperating; he sneered repeatedly.

"You think I would betray Mr. Wilkes? Dream on!"

"Oh."

Edgar's expression remained unchanged as he raised his secretary's arm.

Then, gently bend it at the joint.

"What are you doing... Ah!!!!"

The secretary screamed in agony; Edgar's casual move had dislocated his joints.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Edgar quickly apologized, then flicked his wrist.

Click.

The joints that had been removed were put back together.

"I was too violent just now, can you tell me now?"

"You...dream..."

The secretary was still being stubborn.

Edgar kept smiling, and then

"what!!!!"

The secretary screamed again as his joints were dislocated once more.

Then they were taken back.

"now what?"

"dream……"

Click.

"what!!!!"

This scenario repeats itself several times.

at last.

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Edgar's methods were indeed effective.

In such a short time, the federal government has created a law-abiding citizen.

The secretary was extremely respectful at this moment, speaking frankly and without reservation.

He named several people, and Edgar also found the body.

You'd better not lie.

Edgar maintained a friendly and approachable attitude, saying, "Our Federal Bureau cross-verifies the intelligence we gather about you!"

The secretary nodded repeatedly.

He would never dare to lie!

A dozen minutes later.

Eleanor and Truman then vanished from the spot.

Instead, two unfamiliar young male gunmen were brought in.

They stood with Edgar, looking majestic, together gazing south.