Miss President wants to talk to you

As a result, the county council members were able to complete a council vote the day after receiving the funding and unanimously agree to use the money for other projects.

Are you trying to fool me like a child?

but

Lyman decided to stop there and not ask any further questions.

After all, he hadn't really investigated, and Geller couldn't possibly tell the truth over the phone.

If you keep asking, you'll only hear one excuse after another.

I'll deal with these people myself after the show ends.

Lyman wrote a note and handed it to Eleanor.

"Geller is lying, but there's no proof. Let's leave it at that for now, and settle the score later?"

Eleanor saw the note.

To be fair, Lyman is right; it would be difficult for them to get Geller to talk without evidence.

When things get to this point, they're usually truly stuck.

Unfortunately

Eleanor has a system!

He had already found out the truth of the matter long before the show started.

The first episode must be flawless.

Now that Lyman is stuck, it's time for Eleanor to step in.

Eleanor shook her head at Lyman, indicating her disagreement with the proposal on the note.

Then he asked on the phone, "Geller, I have a question for you. How do you plan to carry out the dredging project?"

The sudden appearance of an unfamiliar voice puzzled Geller.

"Who are you?"

“My name is Elino Hopkins, and I work at the White House. I have a few questions for you.”

"White House!??"

On the other end of the phone, Geller's legs went weak.

That's not right!

How could their small town of Erie County attract the attention of the White House?

"Answer my question, Geller, how do you plan to carry it out?"

"We...we!"

Geller was almost in tears, his voice trembling as he said, "We've contacted the contractor, and we can start work once the equipment arrives."

Which contractor?

Riverbank Engineering Company.

Who is the legal representative of the company?

"It's...it's Horace White..."

"Oh?"

Eleanor's voice was calm and without any emotion.

But what he said next almost made Geller faint on the spot.

"That can't be right, Mr. Geller?"

He said, "How come I remember that the legal representative of the Riverbank Engineering Company was a man named Terence O'Malley?"

"Mr. Geller, are you too nervous? Did you even forget your brother-in-law's name?"

boom!

These words immediately plunged everyone into a tremendous shock.

The reason the audience was shocked was simple.

That guy Geller actually dared to lie to the governor's face!

"Damn it! This guy is a disgrace to the Federation!"

"What dredging project? It's all embezzlement!"

"It's definitely not just Geller; the entire county council is involved!"

On the other hand, the shock Lyman experienced was even more astonishing.

He stared blankly at Eleanor.

So, he had already found out everything all along?!

A mixture of lingering fear and relief welled up in Lyman's heart.

He realized that if he hadn't cooperated by making the call, but instead had stormed off, he would have been in serious trouble.

That basically means his road to governorship is over!

Furthermore, when did Eleanor conduct the investigation?

Did the president send him?

But where will we get the manpower?

FBI?

No, not possible!

Lyman rejected the idea.

Despite having the title of federal, the FBI is actually quite limited in size.

My daily task is to deal with gangsters.

Therefore, Lyman could only think of one more terrifying possibility.

Could it be that the president possesses an intelligence system unknown to outsiders?

Like the United Kingdom's MI6?!

A shadow organization that is not part of any public structure!

even

A hint of fear flickered in Lyman's eyes as he looked at Eleanor.

This Hopkins man is very likely the head of this shadow agency!

……

Eleanor didn't care what others imagined; she just kept asking on the phone.

"What's wrong, Mr. Geller? Why haven't you said anything?"

"me……"

Geller stammered, "I was just afraid of causing a misunderstanding..."

"You chose to lie to avoid misunderstandings?"

Eleanor asked, "So, was the dredging project you mentioned earlier also a lie?!"

Geller didn't speak; he didn't dare to speak.

"Answer me, Marcus Geller!"

Eleanor suddenly raised her voice and shouted sharply.

"Where did you put the money the president gave to the people?!"

Boom!

The sound of a heavy object hitting the floor.

Geller's legs went weak, and he finally knelt down.

Overwhelmed with fear, he burst into tears.

"It wasn't my idea, it wasn't just my idea..."

He kept repeating this sentence, at a loss.

Lyman knew it was time for him to make his stance clear.

"Save the recording!"

He said to his secretary, "Notify the state police, apprehend all relevant individuals, and apply for a state investigative order to freeze all Erie County's financial accounts..."

He explained everything very clearly, and the secretary hurriedly left to relay the orders.

The studio had fallen silent.

All that remained was the sound of Geller crying coming from the phone.

Outside the broadcast, people looked at each other in disbelief.

"They actually found out..."

"Just who is this Eleanor?"

"This show really didn't lie..."

In his villa in the metropolis, Hearst leaned against the headboard.

The fat media mogul stared at the ceiling for a long time without saying a word.

No one knows what he was thinking at that moment.

In his Washington apartment, Farley turned off the radio.

There's no need to listen any further.