My American magical life
Chapter 660 - 660 114 Psychotherapist Goddoctor Gru Soloist Wolf_4

660: Chapter 114: Psychotherapist Goddoctor Gru, Soloist Wolf_4 660: Chapter 114: Psychotherapist Goddoctor Gru, Soloist Wolf_4 After all, everyone on the inside knew that the Red Street kidnapping was the work of a group of veterans.

“What are you talking about?

A terrorist attack in California?

That was clearly…”

“Quiet, let Mr.

Great Commander continue speaking!”

Wood Caramacris didn’t speak; the words were spoken by a Democratic senator from Pennsylvania.

In the Senate, there is no strictly defined speaker as such; each senator is equal, and all are spokespersons for major interest groups, without exception.

So, when this Democratic senator from Pennsylvania spoke, everyone realized something was off.

Today’s hearing about the border wall, initiated by the Democratic Party, had the goal of embarrassing the Great Commander, but now the direction of the discussion was completely out of control.

There are fools in the House of Representatives, but most in the Senate are old pros, and they smelled the contours of the situation.

Establishment Republican Wood Caramacris lit the fuse, MAGA Great Commander set off the bomb, and the conservative-leaning Pennsylvania Democratic senator (swing) assisted.

Someone was up to something!

The target—California!

Nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders, the Great Commander continued to ramble on.

“Why build a wall, California is the perfect example, it has too many illegal immigrants, last year’s Red Street Library terrorist attack, the attack on Forbes a few days ago, these are all prime examples, I’m not just the Republican Great Commander, and to make America great again, I’m also very concerned about California’s…”

Concern your ass!

The California senator’s face was even red; he realized that trouble was brewing, with ten million registered voters in California, five million of them Republicans!

Deep blue?

No, it could, under certain circumstances, go as red as black!

Wood, Great Commander, one establishment and one MAGA, these two TM are messing with California!

“I think I roughly understand, but since I’m more focused on agriculture, transportation, and trade, I don’t pay much attention to specific security events.

I’d like to ask about one thing you just mentioned…”

Wood Caramacris was still speaking, everyone, even an eighty-eight-year-old man or woman, could see trouble brewing.

The Great Commander of America, no matter which party they belong to, would usually consciously avoid interfering with states controlled by the other party; this is a political rule—not to mess around after gaining power.

But today, it was clearly not about messing around, it was an organized, premeditated attack!

The dispute took less than two weeks to go from its start to the steps of Capitol Hill, and no one could have imagined that the whole thing started with a mere probe by Achilles and an impulsive move by Gru.

The Senate hearing ended in a strange atmosphere, with some senators leaving worriedly, some looking bewildered, and a very few maintaining their composure.

Wood Caramacris was surrounded by people, but he was very calm.

As the Great Commander walked past Wood with his entourage, the two didn’t even greet each other, as if today’s events were over just like that.

But the actions of the Pennsylvania Democratic senator indicated that the matter was not so simple.

—————–

Starting a fire is simple, shooting is not difficult, adding fuel is even easier, but this is just the beginning, the first shot from Achilles, as well as the starting gun.

The high-end struggle can be that simple, or rather, the underlying logic of all strife is simple—it’s all for interest.

It’s just that the specific form and method of realizing interests can vary, and when the starting shot is fired, people know it’s time to move; this is the outcome Achilles wanted.

Fighting is easy, but winning is hard, and Achilles had rallied many people in order to win.

That man is now soaring high, tens of millions in America firmly believe he will be the best Great Commander; people like Crusoe are even starting to bet he can win re-election.

Achilles wanted to leverage his momentum to play a big game!

The politicking at the Senate hearing wasn’t overly intense, but Achilles had achieved his goal.

A California Republican congressman in his first term told the media that he was going to launch a new round of inquiries at the Great Commander about the increasingly deteriorating security situation in California.

The mainstream media didn’t say much because most media are controlled by Democratic financiers, but the waves were nevertheless rising.

As the shadow of Niu Sen, Wigginster almost raced to Achilles’ side, bringing with him Niu Sen’s questions.

“There must always be a pretext; moving against Gru is a big deal.

I helped you secure the name at no small cost—Niu Sen’s promise must be upheld!”

In the face of Wigginster’s, or rather, Niu Sen’s questioning, Achilles confidently dismissed it, speaking as though he was telling the truth, with an air of pure good intentions.

“What’s the deal with that elder from Pennsylvania?

What murky waters is he trying to stir up?”

Achilles feigned ignorance with an innocent look, explaining.

“You ask him, I don’t know what he’s thinking, but the Great Commander was personally convinced by me.

It could also be considered part of the pressure on Gru.

My idea is to deal with it within the rules, so it doesn’t get too ugly.

If we settle it within the rules, we can also tidy up Gru’s misdeeds in the name of an investigation.

That’s my opinion and approach.”

“But there’s a Republican from California…”

“You have to make it clear to Niu Sen that I can’t control California’s Republicans.

He should be able to handle that, right?”

In science fiction novels, it’s easy to find out what someone did, where they went, who they met.

But in reality, there’s no such omnipotent technology.

Facing Achilles’s explanation, Niu Sen didn’t know how much to believe.

The two were more or less on the same level, both at the highest echelon of America’s power hierarchy—there was no higher tier of power, so he couldn’t expect Achilles to swear oaths to God with hand on heart.

To trust or not to trust was a big question.

—————–

“I thought you were dead, but Lisa told me you are alive.

I shed so many tears, woo-hoo-hoo.”

Temir was acting like a drama queen.

She had just finished dealing with those establishment families.

Dracula’s entry into the establishment was halfway done, and the first thing she did upon returning to Saint Rodu today was to welcome CEO Cheng ‘out of seclusion’.

“Ha, you still have the mood to cry.

If I were dead, shouldn’t you be avenging me immediately?”

Temir talked nonsense, and so did CEO Cheng, and the two cheerfully chatted away.

“No, I can’t, I have your child in my womb.

I can only avenge you when he turns eighteen.”

CEO Cheng felt like vomiting blood at that response.

“You’re tarnishing my reputation out of thin air!”

“Child, you’re only two months old, and your dad doesn’t recognize you already.

We mother and child are so pitiful.

Is there anyone in the world more pitiful than us?”

“Yes, like Gru, hahahaha.”

As CEO Cheng talked about serious matters, Mi’er dropped the act, adopting a grave expression as she revealed news that Cheng Daqi had not expected at all.

“Niu Sen doesn’t know that Gru has turned against us, Chan.

Achilles has his people around me, but I’ve also bought some of his people.

Niu Sen has double-crossed both Gru and me!

This time, Achilles’s target is not Gru; it’s us.

Niu Sen and he want to take out Gru and then Niu Sen aims to limit our industries in California!”

After the attack, CEO Cheng had gone into hiding, but he soon made contact with her, although she also had just recently learned of the news.

Temir knew what Cheng Daqi wanted to achieve.

She wanted to help CEO Cheng realize his dreams, so she didn’t know how to break this somewhat despairing news to him.

Niu Sen was the Governor of California; Achilles was a true leader among men.

With both of them targeting them, they were indeed ‘blessed’.

“Ha, this…

Niu Sen sold us out?”

CEO Cheng’s mouth hung open; the news had indeed surprised him.

“Yes, I’m not clear on the specifics, but Niu Sen met with Achilles, and then this whole mess unfolded.”

Looking at Cheng Daqi, who was silent, Temir felt the sentiment of ‘poverty brings sorrows to a couple.’

They were both actually quite wealthy and powerful, but they felt incredibly vulnerable when facing these enemies.

“Chan, what should we do?”

CEO Cheng rolled down the car window, and the cold wind blew in, instantly clearing his muddled head.

“You need to talk to your father about Dracula joining the Republican establishment.

Go now.

He won’t stop such matters, but Achilles has grounds to hinder it.

If he joins forces with Niu Sen, we’ll really have a tough time.

Mi’er, we can’t afford to misstep with our next moves!”

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