All Novel Full Chapter 1353
Chapter 1353: Chapter 1215: Government Officials Gather to Read XX Novel?
Chapter 1353: Chapter 1215: Government Officials Gather to Read XX Novel?
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Title: “T&J, A Great Hidden Love (for the national interest)”
Author: Emily Rose
Disclaimer: All characters belong to themselves, I don’t own them.
Acknowledgement: Thank you to all the readers and supporters.
Rating: R-18
Notes: AU; RPS; Rape; Drug; MPreg; Underage; SM; DS
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Title: “T and J, A Great Secret Romance (For the Sake of National Interest)”
Author: Emily Rose
Disclaimer: All characters belong to themselves; I do not own them.
Acknowledgement: Thank you to all the readers and supporters.
Source: AllNovelFull.com, updated on ƝονǤօ.ᴄ0
Rating: R-18 Adult Level
Tags: Alternate Universe; Real Person Slash; Non-consensual; Drugs; Male Pregnancy; Minor; SM; Dominance and Submission
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On the liquid crystal display, a fan fiction website came clearly into view before everyone’s eyes.
At first, no one realized the severity of the issue.
After all, these government officials weren’t inclined toward enjoying BL fan fiction; they read through everything with stern faces, afraid of missing any important information.
But as they read line by line through this introduction, even those who were slow on the uptake realized something was wrong!
Especially the cover of this book, what “T and J,” it was clearly a cartoon depiction of Mr.
President and his biggest competitor in next year’s election!
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And this book, was it truly about their “great and secret romance”?
Even “for the sake of national interest”??
What the hell is this???
These two men belonged to opposing parties and were the flag-bearers of their respective factions.
It wouldn’t be too much to say they were archenemies; privately, they probably wished the other would get run over by a car!
How could they possibly have a secret affair?
And…
and male pregnancy!?
The atmosphere in the War Situation Room became increasingly tense and awkward.
The Chief Science Advisor, who had opened this web page, was sweating profusely, not daring to turn around.
God have mercy, he was an old-school scholar who had spent his life in scientific research, when had he ever seen something this stimulating?
Now, he was so panicked that he couldn’t stand it.
And one of the protagonists of the CP fiction— the incumbent Mr.
President, had an ashen face and remained silent, inscrutable as to what he was thinking.
But one could imagine that he was definitely not very happy!
Affected by this, the War Situation Room grew quieter and quieter until you could hear a pin drop.
After a moment of suffocating silence, Mr.
President finally spoke up to break the quiet—
“Can we confirm that this is the original floppy disk?
Make sure it hasn’t been switched out?”
The President was still outwardly calm, but anyone could sense the underlying pressure in his voice, like the stillness before a storm.
The Director of the FBI replied stiffly, “It…
it should be.”
“Should be?
You mean…
you can’t be sure?”
“This…” The Director started sweating, “After all, it has been transported from the West Coast to the East Coast amidst contention, changing hands many times along the way.
Although based on our observation and analysis, all forces were relentlessly striving for it, theoretically leaving no chance for a switch, yet indeed…
we can’t be sure.”
“So what you’re saying is: Lincoln sent off this floppy disk just to share a piece of fiction?
And a…
piece of fiction with such content?
Do you think a genius like that would enjoy reading this sort of story?”
The President’s interrogation was relentless, and the Director of the FBI had no answers to give.
Finally, the President was roaring with anger, banging the conference table loud—
“This is how you handle intelligence?!”
“How did you become the Director of the FBI?!”
“Oh, right, I nominated you!
Ha!
How amusing.”
“What are you standing there for?
Go and find it!!!”
“If you can’t recover the original, don’t bother coming back!!!”
Under different circumstances, the President might not have been so harsh, but unfortunately for the FBI Director, it’s a position that could be both nominated and dismissed by the President.
Fail the job and he really could be out.
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“Yes, Mr.
President,” the Director hastily responded, tucking his tail as he fled the War Situation Room.
“What are you waiting for to shut it off?
Do you want to read it here?” the President added.
The Science Advisor scrambled to close the webpage.
“Meeting adjourned!
Go do whatever it is you have to do!”
Mr.
President swept out of the room, leaving everyone else exchanging glances.
The only consolation was: whatever happened in this room was a secret, and although they had become a laughing stock, the outside world wouldn’t know.
…
…
They celebrated their ‘secret’ too soon.
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American time, 7:30 A.M.
The White House press conference started unusually early.
And the reason was resting on National Square—
Countless media and citizens crammed the vast National Square to bursting, feverishly taking photos with and of the giant mech.
After such a long time, the citizens of the special district had come to realize that the mech was not there to invade—after all, it had caused minimal destruction on its way and had come to a complete standstill once it reached National Square.
This realization quickly dissolved any sense of fear they had, replacing it with intense excitement!
The [Crimson Storm] on the outskirts of Xiajing City continued to draw tourists from around the world to visit, with enthusiastic mech fans visiting several times a month.
The incredible magnetism of such industrial wonders to ordinary people was obvious!
Now, with the giant mech rolling into the city center, how could the citizens miss out?
If not for the authorities having promptly dispatched special service troops to stand guard, these people would have climbed all over it by now!
At the press conference, the spokesperson didn’t beat around the bush and got straight to the point—
“Yes, we’ve built a mech,” said the spokesperson.
The hall erupted instantly!
Countless reporters exclaimed, raising their arms instinctively, eager to ask questions.
But it wasn’t time for questions yet.
The spokesperson signaled for silence and continued to read from the script.
The spokesperson herself was shocked when she first saw the script—
“What?
Our Army Department developed a mech?”
“What?
It’s been developed for some time?”
“What?
It was being tested at the special district’s port, and the test results showed that its performance surpassed Daxia’s [Crimson Storm] and it possesses superior combat capabilities!?”
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The spokesperson felt as shocked then as the reporters looking up at her with mouths agape now.
Shocked, aren’t you?
That’s the right reaction!
As for the persistent questions from reporters after she finished reading…
Sorry, national secrets, no comment!
The spokesperson maintained a serious face but reveled inwardly.
Until one brazen reporter asked—
“We received a tip from an insider that, at dawn today, several high-ranking government officials gathered in the White House War Situation Room to read a same-sex erotic novel.
Is this true?”
“National secrets, no comm—wait a minute!” the spokesperson almost slipped up, “What did you say??”
“This morning at dawn, government officials, the War Situation Room, same-sex erotic novel.” The reporter repeated each word deliberately.
“That’s a slander!” the spokesperson said indignantly, “Blatant slander!
You should trust our officials; they are upright people who would never indulge in such base acts!”
The reporter almost laughed out loud.
“Government officials are upright people,” he hadn’t heard such a hilarious joke in a long time.
But before he could make a sarcastic retort, a dark and plump female reporter beside him got angry first—
“Did you just say that love between same-sex individuals is base?”
“You discriminator of sexual minorities!!!”
At this, the conference room went quiet for a moment.
On the other side of the Earth, watching the live stream, Lincoln and many Daxia audiences burst into laughter.