The Wolf of Los Angeles.

At that moment, Abedin panicked because people were going to die!
You might be the one who dies.

She quickly retorted, "My future and prospects depend entirely on you, madam. How could I possibly do something that would ruin myself?"

"Enough!" Sila told her to shut up, then clicked on another post, which was full of content related to Satanism, especially several photos that were shocking from a purely objective point of view.

Abedin's hands were trembling; her composure was far inferior to Hillary's. She was still trying to defend herself and extricate herself from the situation: "It's not just us in Congress who use private email for work; many members of Congress do too..."

Hillary wasn't furious at the emails, but she was furious at their stupidity: "What? Are you trying to drag all these people down to prove that what we're doing is normal in Congress?"

Abedin lacked quick wit and fell silent in his anxiety.

Hillary angrily retorted, "Do you know what the consequences will be? All the senators and representatives will be on our side. When we look up, everyone in Washington will be our enemy. I will become the enemy of America!"

“Yes, it was my oversight,” Abedin quickly said. “But I really didn’t do it.”

Sillari waved her hand: "Contact WikiLeaks and have them delete it."

Abedin made a phone call to find relevant information, and after finally getting through, he was met with a firm refusal.

WikiLeaks had no intention of negotiating and hung up the phone immediately.

Abedin had no choice but to return and say, "Madam, WikiLeaks has refused."

Seraphim's eyes turned cold, and her heart turned to ice.

Those bastards at WikiLeaks are asking for it!

Sila carefully read the contents of the two news articles and considered relevant countermeasures.

In less than half an hour, key figures from the signed team, including Sullivan, John Lucas, and Laughlinton, all entered Sylvia's suite.

Sillari looked around and asked, "Have you read all the WikiLeaks news?"

Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, she said, "Tell me your opinions."

None of the others asked for verification, because they all knew that everything WikiLeaks posted was true.

Zipper sat on the sofa like a mascot, showing no intention of speaking.

She would listen to everything others said, but whatever her husband said, whether useful or not, she would always refute.

It's better not to say anything.

John Lucas began by saying, "First, we need to figure out how the information was leaked."

Upon hearing this, everyone except the Hillary couple couldn't help but exchange glances.

Sila was unusually decisive, sensing the potential crisis, and said directly, "You are all people I trust, and I believe this has nothing to do with you."

She made this statement based on her own judgment, because everyone present except her husband knew about Tom Emmer's illegitimate child, yet the operation was very successful.

Moreover, if these people really wanted to leak information, they could have chosen something several times more sensational than this.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After successfully calming the team down, Sila switched to a webpage on her laptop, pointed to the email, and asked, "Do you think it's better to deny it or admit it?"

Sullivan began by saying, "Denial is not a good option."

“Yes.” John Lucas shared the same view and went on to say, “The biggest crisis in this matter comes from our failure to comply with Congressional regulations, our violation of the Federal Records Act, and our illegal handling of government affairs. That is the most fatal thing for us.”

With quick thinking, Cila immediately said, "Then let's shift the focus. The matter cannot be denied, and once it's exposed, we'll inevitably face an even worse situation... Hmm, let's mobilize the media we can influence and make the reporting focus on whether it involves a leak."

She looked at John Lucas: "You immediately draft a plan and a statement, roughly stating that I will immediately apply to Congress to release all the emails in my private email accounts since I became a member of Congress, to prove that I have no secrets to hide, and to issue a public apology for this matter."

Abedin lowered his head. There were indeed no scandalous things in Sila's email inbox, because many of the things were sent to her email.

Sillari told Abedin, "Find a computer and network expert to delete what shouldn't be there."

“Yes,” Abedin replied.

Sullivan said, "I'll find the person."

Attorney Cortland added, "Current laws, including the Archives Act, do not prohibit members of Congress from using business email for work. Instead, they require all electronic communications related to work to be archived, a function that business email does not have."

Sylvia wasn't as optimistic as him, because there's always a huge difference between legal regulations and reality.

She said, "But for a politician like me, especially one who is running for office, it's a fatal blow."

Sullivan glanced at his watch and asked, "Should we cancel the morning's activities?"

“No, it absolutely cannot be canceled.” Seraphim’s mental fortitude and resilience are quite strong: “Weakness at this time will only make things worse. I will announce those words at the event and tell everyone that these are all minor matters.”

Rebecca, the Cthulhu affairs director, said: "You can also use your female identity to your advantage. You are powerful in public speaking events, but as a woman, you can use your natural advantages to garner sympathy appropriately. For example, you can say that you are not in good health, that you are tired and have fallen in public, and then talk about your health condition in public to further divert public attention."

“Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?” John Lucas had participated in elections back in the Laugh Tale era, but being a man, he was accustomed to thinking from a male perspective: “I don’t think we should show any weakness…”

Sylvie raised her hand to interrupt him: "Public events are not allowed, but events after the event are. Cthulhu's status is special, so he will naturally receive preferential treatment."

The men couldn't understand Cthulhu's self-proclaimed innate advantages, so they simply kept quiet.

Sillari wasn't blindly confident; she added, "Arrange for a child... preferably a girl, to run out of the crowd to express concern after I fall and get into the car. I want to get out and have a brief conversation with her."

Abedin quickly replied, "I will arrange it properly."

These campaign shows not only require setting up stages for performances, but also preparing outstanding actors in advance so they can be used at any time.

Time is limited for now, so let's leave the emails for now and move on to something else: "The photos of the Satanic cult will also be a target of attacks. We should deny everything about it. The female singer who was touted as famous for tasting soul cooking is in that photo. We need her to come forward and explain the situation. Also, we need to inform the cult leader Anton to keep a low profile for now and to stop the soul cooking for the time being."

She was getting older, and her energy was indeed not as good as that of men her age. She looked a little tired and said, "As for Bill and me, we were invited to watch the show. There was nothing special on it, just a cake."

After assigning tasks, everyone prepared to make arrangements.

Sullivan stopped her, and after everyone else had left, her expression turned unusually serious: "Where did WikiLeaks come from? Who is the founder? Where is the company located?"

“Wait a moment.” Sullivan made a phone call, and after a while, someone sent a message. While reading the message, he said to Hillary, “The founder of WikiLeaks is Julian Assange from Australia, and the US branch is located in Irvine, Orange County. They just checked the server address, and they didn’t do anything to hide it; it’s right in Irvine.”

Seraphim nodded vigorously: "Very good! Very good, there are more and more people in this world who don't care about their own safety!" She suddenly asked, "Where is Ivanov's squad now? Are they still on vacation?"

Sullivan had been in contact with them: "They're on vacation in Siberia and can be assembled at any time." Sillali didn't hesitate for a moment: "Recall the Ivanov squad back to North America. I don't want to see another Wikipedia site in North America, nor do I want to see those three editors whose names are on the news again."

Compared to the decisive and ruthless Sillarie, Sullivan hesitated slightly: "At this time, these people encountered unexpected events..."

"They felt guilty and committed suicide!" Hillary said coldly. "I've had enough of this scum. I want those media bitches to know that standing against me and writing nonsense will cost them their lives!"

Upon hearing the last sentence, Sullivan no longer hesitated. In this day and age, concessions and compromises cannot win elections.

He said, "I'll make the arrangements right away, it might take a few days."

Sila closed her eyes and waved her hand.

After Sullivan left, she slumped down.

After resting for a while, Silali stayed alone in her room, her face showing exhaustion and worry.

But a few minutes later, when she stepped out of the room, the strong woman returned.

…………

Los Angeles, Coast Building.

Hawke, who lives at the company, got up on time last night. After having breakfast, he went to the office, quickly finished his work, and then turned his attention to the news about Tom Emmanuel and Hillary, the two arch-rivals.

With their bottom lines constantly being lowered, peaceful coexistence is no longer an option for either side.

This election set a new campaign standard from the very beginning—come on, let's hurt each other!
Hatred and division intensify with each act of harm.

It's not just the two candidates, but also the huge support base of both parties.

Edward then brought over several newspapers, including the Washington Herald and the New York Post, all of which carried stories about Tom Emer's illegitimate child.

The FBI Minneapolis office confirmed that it did receive a report from a barbecue restaurant owner named Bell Sessions, and that because it involved presidential candidate Tom Emer, the matter is currently being handled according to procedure.

Several tabloids published paparazzi photos showing Samantha Sessions and her son hurriedly leaving Minneapolis in a car, surrounded by a crowd. They then used a broken-down car to block the road, shaking off all the reporters and paparazzi.

Several websites also featured detailed front-page headlines about the relationship between the Sessions father and daughter and Tom Emer.

Given Sessions's childhood friendship with Tom Emmanuel and their decades-long bond, the public reaction to this situation with Samantha is predictable.

This is a betrayal, a betrayal of friendship and family.

It is well known that traitors are generally despised.

Similarly, things weren't much better for Sillari.

WikiLeaks was the first to report it, followed by Twitter, and other websites also featured Tom Emer and Hillary Clinton on their front pages.

These two presidential candidates are campaigning in various states, and their popularity was already high, so they quickly became the top trending topics on various websites.

On Twitter, which has nearly 100 million active users across the United States, supporters of the two men are arguing fiercely.

If they were to actually meet, they might just pull out revolvers and duel.

The news about Sila and Tom Emmer broke at almost the same time, with neither making a significant impact.

"First they messed with security, do you really want Tom Emer to represent America?"

"Such a traitor would definitely betray America once he takes office."

"Hey, you should think about Seraphim and Zipperton. They've been doing their own thing for a long time."

"That's right, didn't you see the latest bombshell news? Hillary doesn't even have the most basic sense of confidentiality as an official. Look at the photos, she's joined a cult, and her assistants are eating people!"

"It's terrifying. One is all show and no substance, a demon in human form."

"What's wrong with America? Are the two people who will become the head of state in the future both such scum? Don't we have any other options?"

"Shouldn't you two groups attacking each other really think about whether you can lead America?"

But these rational people cannot dominate the mainstream. Neither Hawke, nor Hillary Clinton, nor Tom Emer would allow such voices to become too loud.

The normal state is one of either me or the enemy.

There will be no bottom line in the mutual attacks between Sillari and Tom Emmanuel.

There will be no bottom line in the antagonism between the supporters of both sides.

Hawke called Sasha in the editorial department and gave her instructions on how to guide public opinion.

Then I opened WikiLeaks and took a look at the website.

The website news remains unchanged, but search volume on Google and Twitter has surged.

Without a doubt, the website became an instant hit.

Hawke called Edward over and asked, "Have you checked WikiLeaks?"

“I’ve checked.” Edward explained in detail: “The US branch is located in Irvine and currently has only three editors, named Victor, McFly, and Smith. Victor used to be a reporter, but was fired by his TV station for exposing a chemical company’s pollution of water sources. McFly used to be a network engineer in Silicon Valley. Smith is from the East Coast and is also a former media worker. I haven’t been able to find out where he worked before.”

Hawke nodded, then asked, "They didn't try to cover it up at all?"

Edward had Hiero investigate: "Yes, I think that's exactly what they wanted to do, to expose the true nature of Sylvia and Tom Emmer, and to make the website and themselves famous."

Hawke recalled WikiLeaks and thought about Hillary Clinton's style of doing things, saying, "Hillary Clinton probably won't let these people off the hook."

Edward paused for a moment: "No way, she's in the middle of an election."

Hawke said, "Others may not dare, but Sylvie might. She is a Cthulhu, and a leader of the Cthulhu. She cannot be judged by common sense."

Edward thought about the Cthulhus he knew; his thought process was indeed different from that of ordinary people.

Hawke decisively ordered: "Notify Campos to immediately dispatch elite personnel to keep an eye on the three WikiLeaks agents. Keep your distance. If anyone attacks them, it would be best to capture those bastards alive. If you can't capture them alive, at least kill them."

Edward immediately went to make a phone call.

Last time, that secret team escaped, and Hawke wanted to try and use WikiLeaks to find them. (End of Chapter)