The hundred-square-meter bathtub served only one person. The king lay in the bathtub and enjoyed the hot water, relaxing his nerves.
When he was found by the Federation, he was actually very nervous. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
He thought that the Federation wanted to kill him. He almost confessed that he was just a substitute. Fortunately, the Federation's polite attitude prevented him from saying anything that he shouldn't say.
In exchange, he was able to live his current life.
He wasn't as frightened as the other members of the royal family in the palace. They didn't know when the Federation would rush in and kill them, just like what they did to the old king!
Yes, until now, many members of the royal family believed that the people who killed the old king were either from this party or the Federation.
Only by getting rid of the old king could they realize their ambition of controlling the country through puppets. When they thought it was the right time, they would get rid of the remaining members of the royal family. Najalil would be considered dead.
Everyone lived in fear. The Federation didn't allow the royal family members to leave, which also served as a deterrent to a certain extent.
Only the king knew that there was no need to be afraid. Even if the whole world wanted them dead, the Federation would want them to continue to live and live well.
Otherwise, how could they prove that what they did to Najalil wasn't for the sake of seeking the power and interests of the country?
He didn't do nothing during the years when he was studying on behalf of the first prince. He also learned a lot of knowledge. Although he didn't interact much with others, it wasn't that he didn't communicate and socialize. He wasn't a fool.
In this ice-cold country and the ice-cold palace, there was no one more reliable than the people of the Federation.
He was thinking about some of the things that he discussed with the Federation.
When it was about time, he would leave here and go to the Federation to live out the rest of his life in peace.
The Federation had also negotiated with him. They would give him a new identity and a large sum of money, enough for him to squander for the rest of his life.
At most five years. This was the promise that the Federation gave him.
Thinking of this, his originally dim life became so bright. He couldn't help but smile.
But at this moment, the sound of messy footsteps disturbed him.
At this time, no one would come looking for him, especially with such heavy footsteps.
The ladies in the palace were not allowed to wear shoes, so as to prevent their shoes from ruining the inlaid gems on the floor. Therefore, the girls walked without making any sound.
Only males could make a sound. Everyone knew about his "fetish", so no one would disturb him at this time.
Startled, Xiao Chen stirred up ripples in the calm pool with him as the center.
He sat up abruptly and opened his eyes, but it was too late.
A chill ran down his spine as an invisible force scraped the back of his head, causing him to shiver.
The eldest prince looked at the substitute lying in the bathtub and did not show any unusual expression. It was not suitable for his identity to be revealed for the time being.
If those who supported him realized that the person they had been supporting all this time was actually the eldest prince, their beliefs would collapse.
The First Prince didn't know what would happen to them in the future, but he would definitely die, and he would be killed by them.
"Cooperate with us and you will live."
"If you don't cooperate with us, you will die. Do you understand?"
The "lax" security in the palace was deliberately made by the new king for the Federation to see. The Federation had many people stationed outside, so he was not worried that someone could sneak in.
But he really didn't expect that not only did someone sneak in, but they also found him.
Some footsteps came from afar. A few more people had found this place. The First Prince turned to face them. "Take him away. I will be out in five minutes."
This was planned. They had kidnapped him, so someone had to be "responsible."
They had learned from the experience of the resistance in Amelia for a period of time. They knew that they had to leave something behind to prove that they were the ones who did this. This way, they would become famous and people would help them. Then, they would be able to recruit more people.
These people silently pointed their guns at the king. The new king could only put on his clothes with a cold face and follow behind them.
After they left the bathtub, the First Prince walked in front of a wall.
There was a monster on the wall. It had eight arms and the head of a beast. This was the image of a god in the local religion. It held eight treasures in its hands. The First Prince pressed down on each of the arms, and the statue and the wall behind it slowly moved away to create a space.
There was a sequence to the operation of the treasure vault. Not a single mistake could be made. In addition, the other statues in the palace could also move their arms and legs. People who didn't know the details would never know that there was a treasure vault under the bathtub.
Three minutes later, he walked out with a few things in his pocket. There was a gem the size of a child's fist and a deposit certificate.
Early the next morning, people finally realized that something was wrong. The king was missing!
When the Federation found out, they immediately arranged for people to conduct a thorough search in the palace. The results were very worrying. Within half an hour of the king's disappearance, the news that the king had been kidnapped spread to the top management of the joint development company.
Lynch was eating breakfast when a call came from his landline not far away.
"The king has been secretly kidnapped. They said that they will mail a videotape to the TV station at noon today. Please watch it on time. At the same time, connect to our conference call at 11 o 'clock. The number is …"
Lynch took out a pen and wrote down a number on the note.
After hanging up, he called Mr. Trumann and told him what he knew. "The Democratic National Party has kidnapped the king. Is there any further information?"
Mr. Trumann asked the people in the office to leave and closed the door. "We have investigated this Democratic National Party. It is said that the old king and his wife were killed by their party leader. They planned the last attack on the palace."
"When we traced back, we found that this Democratic National Party was actually the former Nagalil Youth Party."
"As for the current situation, I don't have much information. We have to wait for further information."
After Mr. Trumann finished speaking, he paused and asked, "Is there any news from the joint development company?"
The Nagalil Joint Development Company's infiltration of Nagalil was much deeper than the military and government. They had infiltrated various industries and regions. Perhaps the joint development company already had information that the military did not have.
"No, but the board of directors will hold a conference call at noon. I think it is very likely to have something to do with this."
"When it's over, tell me what happened in the meeting. If possible …"
Neither of them had any further understanding of this matter. After exchanging what little information they had, they hung up.
At 11 o 'clock, the conference call was held. Lynch joined the call in the study.
No one spoke. Everyone was waiting for the news.
At about 11: 30, the hijackers sent the videotape to the TV station. The conference call was also broadcasted with a delayed sound.
According to the professional description, the king was in a very closed room. He was badly beaten and there were two guys with guns next to him. They were holding guns to his head.
He followed the hijackers' request and said their demands.
In short, there were two demands. First, support the people of Nagalil to stand up against the rule of foreigners.
Second, call on people to join the Democratic Party and fight to the end against the Federation for the freedom and glory of the country.
The TV station's signal was cut off as soon as the news was broadcasted.
At this time, Mr. Geruno's voice was heard.
"I think everyone already knows what happened here through their own channels. Now our interests are being violated like never before. This is contrary to our original plan."
"Facts have proven that there is still a small group of opportunists in Nagalil who are trying to overthrow the existing ruling class and the existing political structure. Their existence has seriously damaged the interests of all parties."
"Given the current situation, I don't think we can completely hand over the safety of our property to the military. We should also take responsibility for it."
"After all, no one is more worried about our own wealth than we are."
At this time, a familiar voice was heard. "Be more specific, what do you mean?"
It was the voice of Mr. Patu. His voice was very recognizable, and his accent was more towards the Gefra side.
After all, he claimed to have pure "noble blood", so it was normal for him to speak the common language with a Gefra accent.
Mr. Geruno smiled gently. "In fact, I have been discussing with several members of Congress about the legal protection of our own overseas property. I didn't expect such a thing to happen."
"I intend to push for a bill called the" Overseas Security Act ". Its core content is that the armed forces we establish outside the Federation territory will enjoy the rights and obligations of the Federation military …"
Capitalists, especially big capitalists, were never gentle. The core of this so-called "Overseas Security Act" was true cannibalism.
Lynch's barbaric development overseas made him one of the representatives of the new generation of capitalists, although he did not think so.
It was undeniable that his rise was precisely because he had an armed force under his control.
Now the international situation was becoming treacherous. The military competition between countries had ignited some "anger" among the people. This was a good thing for the country itself, but it was not good for some capitalists investing overseas.
Lynch had people and guns in his hands. Wherever he went, people had to pay attention to his attitude.
It was obviously impossible for the early and middle generation capitalists to copy Lynch's path of success, so Mr. Geruno came up with a solution.
Since the mountain could not be moved and could not be walked to his feet, then he would walk to the mountain himself.
As long as this bill passed, the capitalists could legally establish an overseas army recognized by the Federation.
Once they had armed forces, the expansion of the Federation's capital forces overseas would be even more uncontrollable.