The emperor and the president were about to leave the scene when they saw the guards returning, and they looked nervous and were shocked. The two exchanged glances and stopped and looked at the person in charge who was rushing to the scene. The person in charge rushed up in three or two steps. Before they could salute, they quickly said: "Your Majesty the Emperor, it's not good. The reporters broke the cordon and suspected that there were enemies mingling in it. Please transfer immediately."

"Why don't you arrest them all?" the emperor said with a bad expression.

"He handled it right, what if there isn't? Doesn't it seem that our palace is too timid? If there is really, mixing in the crowd will hurt the innocent. Once the reporter stabs it out, what will the face of the palace remain? You retreat first, enter the basement level to be on guard, and I'll deal with it." The president said from the side, making a gesture, and more than a dozen ninjas hidden around rushed over and escorted the emperor away in a hurry.

"Don't panic, lead the way." The president looked at the person in charge and said.

The person in charge knew the president and was grateful and bowed and nodded, agreed, leading the way, and the two of them soon came outside and happened to see reporters rushing into the gate and being blocked by a group of guards in the square and surrounded. The reporters were excited, constantly taking photos and collecting evidence, and shouting for freedom of the press.

The president said with a look of his face and said to the person in charge: "Tell them that there are enemies who are mixed in the crowd and let them undergo inspection, otherwise they will be treated as enemies and resist and kill them directly."

"Yes." The person in charge was relieved after the president's order, and hurried over. With a wave of his hand, more guards rushed up and surrounded the reporters. The reporters felt something was wrong and became nervous. After all, this place was a palace. People did not take the palace seriously when talking on the streets and alleys, but after all, it was a palace. The imperial power has been in people's hearts for hundreds of years, and it is not that it will disappear if it is gone.

The person in charge stepped forward with a cold face and shouted loudly: "The public security has been unstable recently, and enemy spies have infiltrated. You may have faked enemy spies among you. In order to ensure safety, please accept inspection. Otherwise, we will be punished for the crime of enemy spies. I hope everyone can cooperate and not do anything randomly."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned. The enemy's special crime was not a joke. They stopped moving. They looked at the guards who were surrounding them nervously. Seeing that the guards were not hostile, they breathed a sigh of relief. They cooperated and signaled their subordinates to check the reporter's equipment and identity.

A few minutes later, all the reporters checked it and there was no problem. The person in charge believed that his subordinates had undergone special training. If there was really a problem, it would be impossible to get away with it. As a result, the reporters' dissatisfaction came up again. One of them shouted: "Can we prove that we have no problem now? If so, we need to interview only, and the people need to know the safety of His Majesty the Emperor."

"Yes, we need freedom of news interviews." More people echoed.

The person in charge looked at the president in embarrassment. The president made a move to disperse. The person in charge had to do whatever he wanted and shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Emperor has rested, we have all gone. Let's talk about it in a few days when we officially hold a press conference." As he said that, he gestured to his subordinates and the guards rushed up to drive them away.

Where was the guard's opponent? They were soon driven out, and the martial law was strictly imposed at the door. The reporters did not get the news they wanted. They called and asked for relationships without giving up, or looked for opportunities around them. A man quietly left the crowd and walked to the side to take out the phone and dialed a number.

The phone was quickly connected, and the man said to the phone: "Report, I found that the injured were sent to the hospital. Should I go to the hospital to follow up and interview? In addition, we were driven out. The guards are very determined. Please give me instructions."

"Go." A voice rang out in the telephone.

After the person in charge dispersed the reporters, he came to the president. The president said calmly: "From this moment, the palace will not be open to the public. Be careful of the vigilance. In addition, inform the Prime Minister's Office that they will send more guards to come, just say what I said is that if something really happens to the palace, the Prime Minister's Office is not ashamed to go."

"I understand." The person in charge is under the management of the Prime Minister's Office, but he did not dare to offend the president in front of him. He quickly agreed and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

The president looked at the back of the person in charge, snorted coldly, and turned away. The imperial power was different from the past. It had been banned by the Prime Minister and became a decoration. It was more of a spiritual symbol. He could only continue to control the country through ninjas, but his control was limited. The president had to face the facts and hurried to a room and took the elevator to the underground.

About one hundred meters underground is a large air raid shelter, which can prevent attacks from ground-based missiles, reserve enough food for a year, and also has advanced electronic equipment to contact the outside world. The emperor and his family are already here. When they see the president coming, the emperor comes forward to greet them. The two of them come to the side room, close the door, and sit down.

"Have you noticed?" the emperor asked softly.

"No, maybe the enemy was originally a reporter, how can I check if I have a real identity?" The president said with some dissatisfaction. The president took a deep breath, controlled the inexplicable emotion, and regained his calm expression. He looked at the emperor and said, "You are here during this period, and leave it to me to deal with it outside."

"Okay." The Emperor agreed, thought for a while, and continued to ask: "Uncle Emperor, don't there be many chrysanthemum ninjas in the chrysanthemum club? You can draw some to help. You are old, so there is no need to run around."

"Are you worried that I can't protect your safety alone?" The president stared at the emperor with dissatisfaction and said, "Also, one-third of the people in the Chrysanthemum Club stayed at the headquarters, one-third were scattered around the world to carry out missions, and the remaining one-third were handed over to Ishiino to investigate the murderer. No one can adjust. There are many ninjas in the palace. As long as you hide here, you will be absolutely safe and there will be no problems."

"Okay, I'll feel relieved if I have the Emperor's uncle here." The Emperor said with apologized smile.

"Tu tu!" Someone knocked on the door, and the emperor shouted in dissatisfaction: "Come in."

The imperial concubine pushed open the door, bowed respectfully to the president and said to the emperor: "There is news outside, and the explosion came from the main highman. It was an explosion caused by the gas pipeline. Time bombs and combustion pipelines triggered a chain explosion. The ground along the explosion sank, fire soared into the sky, and the ground on the palace was already in chaos."

"What?" The emperor was shocked and looked at the president.
Chapter completed!