Chapter 15 Chapter Thirteen Nature

Chariots appear in the streets; to those who watch and count them from above, chariots are still sexy.There are three KH|Eleven reconnaissance satellites in orbit, one of which has been in use for eleven years and is slowly losing its function. The power of a flashlight But even so, it can still take images through three photographic lenses and relay them to geostationary communication satellites over the Indian Ocean.In less than a second, the pictures are transmitted back to the ground, and then to various interpretation rooms, one of which is located in the CIA. There should be less looting there.The analyst looks at his watch and adds eight hours.Well, it's about ten o'clock in the morning local time in Lima.Normally at this time, people should already be on the street, working, or chatting or drinking bad local coffee in small roadside restaurants.But not so today, as chariots appear in the streets.Only a few solitary people moved about, and by the looks of it they were mostly women, probably shopping.On the main avenue, every four streets there is a main tank parked in each circle, and there is another tank parked on each side, and there are many supporting cars on the side of the street.At every intersection there are pictures of soldiers standing with rifles, but their rank and unit cannot be identified.

count.ordered his superior. Yes, sir.The analysts didn't complain because they were doing things like counting tanks all the time, and they even sorted tanks by gun type.This work allowed them to determine how many tanks had been launched and moved from their original locations to other locations; this information was very important to some.They have been doing this work for the past ten years, and the result is that they generally know that no matter what difficulties, the Iraqi army will keep the tank engine in good condition and keep the tank ready to start.Their firepower is less by comparison; that's what they know from the Persian Gulf War, but as analysts have already noted, when you see a tank you think it's capable, so Still, proceed with caution.He bent down and saw a white car through the viewfinder, which looked like a Mercedes, driving on the Seventh National Highway.Look a little closer and the pictures show the car heading towards the Sibeke Mansour racecourse.

Weather in Iraq is more variable than in most parts of the world.On this February morning, despite the sun high in the sky, the temperature was still freezing, and in the summer, the high temperature of 115 degrees Fahrenheit did not attract much attention.Bedian saw the assembled officers in winter woolen uniforms, with high collars and wide gold sash; most were smoking, and they were all anxious.The master introduces him to those who don't know him; he doesn't expect to get on well with them.They are not in the mood to exchange Islamic greetings, these people are completely westernized and secularized in appearance and manner.Just like their past leaders, even though they don't know at the moment whether sinful souls are really going to hell for eternity maybe some of them will find out soon and they only pay lip service to Islam.

Bedian's message is simple.He made an introduction to them. How are we going to trust you?asked the Army Chief of Staff when he had finished his introduction. It's better for everyone that way, isn't it? You want us to abandon our country and go to him?A legion commander asked while suppressing confusion and anger. General, what you decide to do is your own business.If you wish to stand up and fight for your goals, that is your decision.I have only been invited here to be an intermediary to tell you these things as they are, and I have done so.Bedian replied calmly.There's no need to get excited about it anyway.

Who are we going to negotiate with?This is the Chief of Staff of the Iraqi Air Force. You can tell me your answer, but as I have told you, there is really nothing negotiable.Fair offer, isn't it?Generosity, perhaps.For in addition to saving themselves and those close to them from persecution, they could make a fortune out of their own country. When should I give you an answer?asked the Army Chief of Staff more politely than the others. No later than tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest.After that, I don't know.According to the instructions I received, Beidean continued, no later than the day after tomorrow.

How to arrange? You can make your own arrangements where reasonable.Bedian didn't know how much they could expect from him or his godfather, but the decision he was asking them to make was harder than they thought.These generals are nothing short of patriotic, they love the country because they control it.They hold power, and it is the real power of life and death, which is far more powerful than money. This kind of power will make people risk their lives to pursue it.Maybe one of them wants to get the presidency smoothly, maybe they want to work together to calm all the chaos and restore the previous situation.Of course, they had to open the door to some extent, they had to allow the UN and other inspectors to look at everything.Even if everyone knows that there will be no new changes, but because of the death of the leader, they will have the opportunity to start all over again, this is the law of the world.Just promise to express some views on democracy and elections, and their former enemies will immediately give them a chance for the country, and the hope is strong.None of them have felt truly safe in years, and everyone knows their colleagues who have died, either at the hands of the dead leader, or in mysterious circumstances. Helicopter crashes were their former president's favorite tactic. .Now was their chance to live that life of power without fear, or live a life of freedom somewhere abroad.In fact, each of them has lived a life of unimaginable luxury combined with the power they wield.As long as they give an order, the people who serve them are no longer servants but soldiers

Except for one thing.Continuing to stay here is the biggest bet on their lives.The country is currently under the strictest control since memory has existed.What were those who were so effusive about the dead leader really thinking?It didn't matter a week ago, but now it must be considered, because the soldiers they command are also from this group.Who among them is capable of taking on the burden of leading an entire country?Who can control the Baath Party?Who can win the hearts of the people?Only when these factors can be determined can they see the future. Otherwise, if they only rely on their own experience and courage to grasp this opportunity, the future is simply uncertain.Everyone stood on the racetrack looking around, looking at each other at their fellow soldiers, and thinking about the same question: Who could this be?

That's a real problem, if there was a man among them, he'd probably be dead long ago, probably in some tragic helicopter crash.Dictatorships are not governed by committees, mutual suspicion and jealousy can destroy them, hostility and deceit can cause infighting, so that the strongmen who are supposed to control the people will be brought to their knees. Except for the pursuit of power and the use of power, there is no national spirit in these men at all.That power can satisfy one man's desire, but not many.More people need to be united under something, and this thing is not some kind of rule set by the boss that needs to be enforced, or a common belief, but this belief must be able to arouse everyone's consensus.For the former, none of them can do it, and the latter is what they all lack.They may all have a lot of power in their hands, but they also have fundamental weaknesses, and as these officials stand there looking at each other, they all know it.Basically, they don't believe in anything; they can only use force to force people to act, but they cannot force people's will; they can only stand behind and give orders, but they cannot stand in front to lead, and most of them are smart enough can understand these things.And that's why Beidean flew to Baghdad.

Although they all looked calm, you could tell what they were thinking from the look in their eyes.Someone with guts might come forward and comment with confidence, winning leadership of the group, but those with guts are long dead, picked off by more gutsy, ruthless ones, who in turn The patient, more ruthless invisible killer was killed.So he could now make a generous offer. Bedurne knew what the answer was, and so did they.The dead Iraqi president left no one to succeed him, and that's what those who believe in nothing but themselves expect. The phone rang at six past five.Ren doesn't mind waking up before seven o'clock, because this has been a habit he has developed over the years, but before he had to get up quickly to get ready for work, but now he can go directly to the office by taking the elevator, so he now hopes to The time I used to spend in the car was spent sleeping in bed.

who is it? Mister President?Jack was surprised to hear it was Van Damme's voice. What's up? There is trouble. Vice President Ed. J．Kirti hadn't slept all night, but it wasn't obvious from the outside.Clean-shaven, piercing-eyed, head held high, he strode with his wife and assistant into the CNN office building, where a producer was waiting to take him upstairs in an elevator.With only a simple greeting, the professional politician stared straight ahead, as if to convince the stainless steel door that he knew what he was doing and would succeed. The prior call had been made three hours earlier, starting with the director of the broadcast network.A longtime friend, the TV executive was petrified, the first time this had happened to him in his career.Everyday accidents and disasters like plane crashes, train wrecks, or violent crimes are events that the news media thrives on, but events like this may rarely happen in a lifetime.Two hours ago, he had called another old friend, Arno.Van Damme, because as a reporter you have to save yourself; besides, he was very patriotic, although he rarely showed it. The president of CNN, who is also clueless about the matter, has hired the network's legal reporter and an unsuccessful defense attorney, who is now on the phone with a friend who is a professor at Georgetown Law School.Still, the CNN president called the break room.

Ed, are you really going to do this?he had to ask. I had no choice, and I wish I didn't have to.This is the expected answer. I'll be watching your funeral.The phone hangs up.The people on the other end of the line are happy that there is a good show to watch; it is CNN's job to report these stories. Arnie, is this all so crazy?or am i dreamingThey are upstairs in the living room.Jack hurriedly put on his civilian clothes and noticed that Van Damme hadn't got his tie on and that his socks were not right.To make matters worse, Van Damme looked panic-stricken, a look he had never seen before. I think we'd better wait and see.When the door opened, the two turned around and said to each other at the same time. Where is Mr. President?A man of about fifty barged in, wearing a decent suit.He was tall and anxious.Andre came in right after her, and she also listened to some brief explanations. This is Pat.Martin.Van Damme said. Works in the Criminal Division of the Justice Department, right?Jack stood up, shook his hand and motioned for coffee. Yes, sir.I have been with Dan.Murray worked together to investigate the crash. Pat is one of our better advocates, and he also lectures on constitutional law at George Washington.The chief of staff said. So, what's your take on the matter?asked the president, with a tone of curiosity and complete disbelief. I think we need to see what he has to say.This is the answer of elite lawyers. How long have you worked in the Justice Department?Jack asked again, returning to his seat. Twenty-three years.Before that, he worked for the FBI for four years.Martin poured a cup of coffee. let us start.said Van Damme, turning up the volume. Ladies and gentlemen, with us here on CNN's Washington bureau is Ed. J．Vice President Kirti. CNN's chief political reporter also looked like he had just been dragged out of bed, shaking with fear.Of all the people he saw now, Ryan noticed, only Kirti looked the most normal.Sir, do you have something special to say? Yes, Barry, I do have something to say.I must begin by saying that this is the greatest test of my thirty-plus years of political career.Kirti's tone of voice was calm and reserved, a bit like that of Emerson when he delivered a speech. This tone is slow, methodical, and very sincere.As you know, President Dooling asked me to resign on the grounds of improper conduct during my tenure as a Senator.It's no secret, Barry, that my personal conduct is not what it should be.Many public figures have this problem, but it is not an excuse, and I do not advocate it as an excuse myself.When Roger and I discussed the issue, we agreed that resignation was the best course of action, and it was agreed that he would choose a new running mate for the campaign at the end of the year.let johnRyan taking my place as transitional vice president is his next move. Barry, I agree with the President.I have been in this kind of official life for a long time, and I have long thought of having grandchildren after retirement.So, from the perspective of this kind of interest, um, actually from the perspective of the national interest, I agreed to Roger's request. But I never really quit. Well, said the reporter, hands up, I think we need to really get this straight, sir.What on earth happened? Barry, I'm driving to the State Department.You know, the Constitution stipulates that when the President or the Vice President resigns, he should submit his resignation to the Secretary of State, so I discussed this matter with Secretary Hansen in private.I did prepare a resignation letter, but it was written in the wrong format, and Bright asked me to redraft it.So I drove back again and was ready to submit it the next day. No one expected what happened that night.Like everyone else, I was in total shock.You know, for me, hey, a lot of friends that I've worked with for years died in that vile, brutal event.But I didn't actually quit my job.Kirti looked down for a while, bit his lip and continued, Barry, it stands to reason that I should be satisfied with the past, I have already promised President During, and I plan to fulfill what I said. But I can't, I just can't, continued Kirti, and now let me explain. I know Jack.Ryan has been around for ten years.He was a fine man, a man of courage, and he served our country well.But unfortunately, he is not the type to heal our country.Everything he tried to say to the American people last night proved that.How can we expect people who have no experience and ability to fill the vacated positions and run our country? But he's the president now, isn't he?Barry asked, unable to believe what he was doing and what he was hearing. Barry, he doesn't even know how to conduct a proper investigation.Think back to what he said last night about the crash; less than a week later, he said he already knew what happened.Do you believe it?Kirti asked sadly, do you really believe it?Who is overseeing this investigation?Who conducted this survey?Who are they reporting to?Less than a week to reach a conclusion?How do you ask the American people to believe it?After the assassination of President Kennedy, it took several months to reach a conclusion.Moreover, the entire investigation at that time was entrusted to the justice of the Supreme Court. Why?Because we want to determine the truth. Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Vice President, but you didn't answer my question. Barry, Ryan was never vice president because I never resigned.That position has never been vacant, and the Constitution allows only one vice president.He never even swore an oath to it. But Do you think I'm willing to do this?I really have no choice.How can we get laymen to rebuild Congress and the executive branch?Last night Mr Wren informed the governors of the states to send some inexperienced men into the administration.How can someone who doesn't know anything about law be able to draft law? Barry, I've never done anything to kill my political career before, and I know I'm digging my own political grave, but I have to put the country in order first, and I have to.The camera zooms in to reveal a close-up of his face, his expression painful.You could almost see tears welling in his eyes when there was that selfless patriotism in his tone. He's always been good on TV.Van Damme commented. It's just unbelievable.Ryan said after a while. Believe it.Van Damme told him, Mr. Martin, can we expose him legally? First, send someone to the State Department to overhaul the Secretary of State's office. Want to send someone from the FBI?asked Van Damme. Yes.Martin nodded and replied that maybe nothing could be found, but that's how it was in the first place.The second step is to examine phone records and memos, and then proceed to investigate witnesses.But that might be difficult, since Secretary Hansen and his wife were dead, as were President and Mrs. During, of course.They are the people most likely to know the whole ins and outs of this matter.I expect that it will be difficult for us to find very detailed evidence, and there will not be much useful circumstantial evidence (editor's note: indirect evidence as the situation shows). roger told me It was pure hearsay, Martin interrupted him.What you're going to tell me was told to you by someone else who listened to someone else and that's of no use in court. Go on.Van Damme said. Sir, in fact this question has nothing to do with the Constitution or statutory law. And there is no Supreme Court to rule.Lane pointed out.He deliberately paused, and added another sentence: What if what he said is true? Mr. President, whether he is telling the truth is not the point, Martin replied, unless we can prove that he was lying, which is impossible, and he seized on that.In the case of the Supreme Court, if you can get the nominations of state senators and appoint them, because you reuse them, they usually try to protect themselves.In that case, it is impossible to seek a legal solution to the problem. But what if there is no such provision in the law?President is he?asked. Indeed.That's the beauty of it, Martin said quietly, as if racking his brains for something, let's say a president or vice president doesn't hold office when he or she resigns.It is enough for the parties to submit a letter of resignation application to the relevant officials for resignation.But the person who received the resignation died, and the resignation must have disappeared without a trace.Secretary Hanson may have called to tell the President he received his resignation. he has.Van Damme attests. But President During is also dead, which makes us have to go back and re-confirm.Martin didn't want to do that, he couldn't both explain the problem and think about the law.It's like a chessboard without grids, the pieces are scattered and disorganized. but There will be a note on the phone log, that's fine.Secretary Hanson may have said that the wording of jihad was wrong and needed to be slightly revised.But this is politics, not law, and as long as President Dühring is in power, Kirti must resign because because of sexual harassment.Van Damme kind of got it. That's right.He also mentioned it in the TV speech, and he also played it down very well, right? We are back to square one.Ryan said. Yes, Mr. President.Martin replied with a wry smile. The good news is that some people believe this. Inspector O'Day and three other operators from the headquarters got off the vehicle in front of the building.When a uniformed guard came over to stop them, O'Day simply showed his ID and walked on.He stopped in front of the general security check counter and showed his ID again. I want your person in charge to meet me on the seventh floor within a minute, and he told the guard, I don't care what he is doing now, please come right away.Once he finished speaking, he and his team headed for the elevator. hey pat what the hell is going on The other three were picked arguably at random from the FBI's Professional Responsibility Division, the division that deals with the internal affairs of the FBI.All able-bodied members hold the title of Supervisor; their job is to clean up the bureau with the sole purpose of obeying the law.Surprisingly, unlike its counterparts in city police departments, it is generally respected by Field Operators. The hall guard has notified the guard upstairs in advance, and the guard on duty this morning is George.Armitage. FBI, O'Day told him as soon as the elevator doors opened, where is the Secretary of State's office? This way please, sir.Armitage led them down the corridor. Who is using this office now?asked the inspector. We're getting ready to move Mr. Adler's stuff in, we've just moved Mr. Hansen's stuff out, and So there are people coming in and out all the time? Yes, sir. O'Day did not expect any use of the court's methods, but it had to be done.If ever there was an investigation that had to be scrupulously compliant, it was this one. Well, we need to talk to everyone who's been in and out of here since Hansen left, the secretaries, the administrators, whoever else. The secretarial staff will not come to work until about half an hour later. um, would you like to open the door? Armitage opened the door and let them into the secretary's room, then through the second door into Hansen's office.The four of them first looked around the room, and then one of them went to stand guard at the door leading to the main corridor. Thank you, Mr. Armitage, O'Day said, reading his name tag, and listen, now we need to treat this as a crime scene.No one is allowed in or out of here without our permission.We need a room for the interview interview.Please write down all the people you know who have been here, and if possible, please write down the date and specific time. Their secretary will have these records. We need yours too.Ao Dai looked at the corridor and said angrily: I want your person in charge to come to see us, where do you think he is now? He usually doesn't get here until about eight o'clock. can you give him a callWe need to talk to him now. No problem, sir.Armitage wondered what the hell was going on.He neither watched TV this morning nor heard what happened. That was a good move, Dan, Martin said on the phone. They're in the Oval Office now. See you later.The lawyer hung up the phone and turned around. Murray sent one of his mobile inspectors, Pat.O'Day.This guy is nice, he is the kind of guy who can solve problems.He was also assisted by people from the FBI's Professional Responsibility Unit.Another neat move for Martin to simply explain what that means.Such an arrangement can save Murray from unnecessary trouble. Why?Jack asked eagerly. You appointed him acting director, and I can't get too involved in this affair.You have to pick someone to look into it, and that person has to be smart, clean, and apolitical.Maybe a judge would be more appropriate. What is the solution?asked Van Damme. You have to ask.It is very important that the matter is clear in all respects.Folks, we're talking about the Constitution of the United States.Martin paused, he had to explain something.That's like the bible to me, and I think it's certainly the same to you.I was an FBI operative, and I was working mostly on civil rights matters, dealing with crimes in the South.I learned the importance of civil rights by watching my comrades die defending the rights of people I didn't know.Then I left the FBI and went into law and started some personal experiences, but I always thought of myself as a cop, so I came back.At the Justice Department, I was a prosecutor, I did espionage, and now I'm just starting the Criminal Division.It is very important to me that you have to take the most appropriate approach to this matter. We will, Lane told him, but it would be good to know how. This was obviously something Martin didn't want to hear, and he snorted and said: If only I knew.In any case, as far as the nature of the matter is concerned, the appearance must be perfect and there must be no flaws.It's practically impossible, but you have to try to do it.This is a legal consideration, and as for the political aspect, I leave it to you. All right.What about the investigation of the plane crash?Ryan was a little taken aback by his behavior.In fact, he had unknowingly shifted the conversation from the investigation to other matters.Damn it. This time Martin smiled and said: I am disappointed, Mr. President, I don't like having someone tell me what to do with a case.If Seiji Sato was still alive, I could take him to court today.What Kirti said about the investigation into the crash of the Japanese planes into the Capitol was sheer nonsense.You actually approached the investigation of this incident in a thorough and detailed manner, not an official half-hearted tactic.I've worked on cases all my life, so I understand.This case is actually very simple and huge, but it is very simple and can actually be closed.The real help came from the Canadian Mounted Police, who did us a big favor by providing a lot of solid evidence, including time, location, fingerprints, reviewing the people on the plane, etc.And the Japanese police, oh my god, they're jumping up and down, they're so pissed off about what happened.They interrogated all surviving persons of interest.I am ready to defend your speech last night and to rehearse what we have learned. Just do it.This afternoon, Van Damme told him, I'll let the press cover it. OK, sir. You won't speak for Kirti, will you?asked Jack. No, sir, and I don't think you'll allow the process to be tainted, in any way. Can you give me relevant advice?President Wren continued, I need legal advice. Yes, as long as you need it, Mr. President, I can do as you say. Martin, you know, after this thing is over Ren interrupted his chief of staff coldly, and even the lawyer hadn't reacted yet.No, Arnie, don't do that, damn I don't play that kind of game.Mr. Martin, I appreciate your ability, but we absolutely must deal with this matter fairly.We have very good people handling everything, and we trust them to be up to the task.I'm so fucking tired of people who specialize in this and that.If you don't have people you can trust, what are they doing there? Van Damme changed positions in his seat and said: You are so naive, Jack! Yes Arnie, we have been run by very political politicians since before I was born, look at us now!After Jack finished speaking, he got up and paced back and forth in the room, which is the prerogative of the president.I hate all of this stuff.Ani, don't we need to be sincere?Don't we need to tell the truth?It's a fucking cunning game, and the point of the game is not to do something good, just to be here.It shouldn't be like this!I will never play a game I don't like.Jack turned to Pat.Martin said: Talk about the FBI case. Martin blinked, not understanding why he brought it up, but he gave the relevant circumstances of the case anyway.They even tried to make a bad movie about it.Some civil rights workers were shot by local Clarkeers.Two of them were local police, and the case went nowhere, so the FBI stepped in under interstate commerce and civil rights statutes.At that time, Dan.Both Murray and I were newbies; I was in Buffalo and he was in Philly.They transferred the two of us to help Big Joe.Joe Fitzgerald.Fitzgerald was one of Director Hoover's mobile inspectors.I was there when they found the body, and it was a very sickening scene.Speaking of this, Martin recalled the terrible scene and the bad smell at that time.All they wanted to do was get citizens to register to vote, and they got killed for it.It sounds ridiculous now, but when you see it with your own eyes, you can feel the reality of it.That's not a document, a research case, or a form to fill out.It couldn't be more real when you look at the bodies that have been lying on the ground for two weeks.Those Clarke bastards trampled the law and killed the citizens of the same district who did nothing more than do what the Constitution called for, and that was their right.So, we caught these guys and put them in jail. Why, Mr. Martin?asked Jack.His reaction was exactly what Martin expected. Because I swear, Mr. President, that's why. I also swear, Mr. Martin.This is definitely not going to be a goddamn political game. The radio signal is fuzzy.The Iraqi army uses hundreds of radio frequencies, most of which are concentrated in the FM high frequency band (editor's note: 30~300MHz).Although the volume of communications was unusual for the situation as a whole, the content was not much different from usual.There are thousands of messages, fifty of which are received at any given time.Although it stands to reason that there should be enough manpower to analyze the intercepted intelligence, but the storm path did not have so many analysts at the beginning.Although they are very familiar with the command circuits used by senior Iraqi military officers, the information has been deciphered. In order to identify the jammed information, the computers in King Khalid Military City must intensively analyze and process the signals they intercept. .Fortunately, there are many Iraqis who defected to provide samples of deciphering equipment. In addition, those who escaped from different border areas every day can also provide some information. Generous incentives from the government. The use of radio communication is becoming more and more frequent.Those high-ranking Iraqi military officers probably only knew that phones were easy to tap, not that radio signals were even more likely to be intercepted.This simple fact has made the senior officer more cautious, and he is now even preparing a document to be presented to the CIA director, who will then pass it on to the president. On the surface, the storm track looks like most similar stations.It has a huge antenna array, called an elephant cage because of its circular shape, that does both signal detection and signal location, while those other tower-shaped whip antennas take care of other tasks.This listening post was built in a hurry before Operation Desert Storm to help the multinational forces collect tactical intelligence of the Iraqi army. After the war, it was expanded to what it is today in order to continue to collect Iraqi intelligence.There is also a sister station like this in Kuwait, called Palm Bowl, through which Kuwait collected a large amount of Iraqi intelligence. That's three people.A Palm Bowl mechanic spotted from his screen and reported that there were three high ranking officers heading for the racetrack, and if they're coming for the races, it's a little early, right? Are you going to meet someone?asked the lieutenant.It was an army listening post, and the technician, a sergeant who had served for fifteen years, knew more than his new boss.But judging by the questions he asked, the little guy was smart enough. It does seem so, sir. Why choose there? That's the middle of town, not the official office buildings.If you're going on a date with your sweetheart, it's not at home, is it?Another screen appeared on the screen.Oh, we recognized someone else.The chief of staff of the Air Force was there too, well, it seems to be him.According to signal analysis, their meeting ended about an hour ago.If only we could crack their codes faster Can you know what they are doing? 只能知道他們要去哪裡以及什麼時間去，長官，其他實質性的東西則一點也不知道，更不知道他們為什麼來此。 葬禮什麼時候舉行，中士？ 日落時分。 Hello?雷恩拿起電話說道。從分機號碼的亮燈顯示，你就會知道這通電話有多麼重要這是信號處打來的。 長官，我是堪農少校。我們剛從沙烏地阿拉伯得到消息，情報團正在努力弄清楚究竟是怎麼回事。他們要我把這個情形告訴你。 Thank you.雷恩放下電話。do you know?我希望這些事情最好能一次全來。伊拉克那邊發生了一些事情，可是他們還不知道究竟是什麼事，他告訴他的客人，我想我必須開始提防了。現在有什麼需要我去做的事嗎？ 把基爾惕副總統置於密勤局的保護之下，馬丁建議道，不管怎麼樣，做為一名前副總統，根據法律，他也應該得到保護他是做了六個月吧？律師問總統。 That's right. 馬丁正在考慮這件事。在這個問題上，你還有什麼要說的嗎？ no sir. it's a pity.馬丁心想。