The theater performance was nearing its end, and President Kennedy also needed to return.
Finally, he made a request.
"Absolutely do not reveal my identity as a Mutant."
Fang Yuan nodded: "Of course."
The Mutants are still counting on you to become a top star.
He thought to himself.
"Alright, I will have the CIA fully cooperate with you all," President Kennedy said.
Only now did he truly reveal some real actions.
However, this help was not that significant, as the CIA was already cooperating with the X-Squad, and due to the mutual blame-shifting after the Bay of Pigs incident, the CIA's relationship with President Kennedy was not good.
But Fang Yuan didn't mind, as long as President Kennedy was willing to get involved.
At this moment, Eric and Charles exchanged glances, Charles nodded slightly, and then Eric suddenly spoke up to remind him: "Mr. President, there is a listening device in your theater box."
President Kennedy's smile froze for a moment, then a person's name flashed through his mind.
"John Flye!"
Both Charles and Fang Yuan caught this name.
However, President Kennedy did not say it aloud, only expressing his gratitude to Eric, and then Fang Yuan accompanied him back to the theater.
In the empty room of the theater, President Kennedy proactively tried to build a closer relationship.
"I didn't expect you to have done so much for Mutants; it's truly admirable."
"We can cooperate more in the future!"
Looking at President Kennedy's smiling face, Fang Yuan also responded to him with great enthusiasm.
But in his heart, Fang Yuan scoffed.
"Cooperate more?"
"Cooperate more, when you were just now trying to win over Charles in your mind, openly poaching my corner?"
That's right, while talking happily with Fang Yuan earlier, President Kennedy used the fact that Charles could know what he was thinking to constantly release goodwill towards Charles in his mind.
His words and actions were all about encouraging Charles to work for him, and for this, President Kennedy even promised a large amount of money, high-ranking positions, and other things.
And all of this was picked up by Fang Yuan's Telepathy.
He truly lives up to his reputation as someone who can become President; his ability to act one way in public and another in private is incredibly smooth.
Although Fang Yuan had no way of knowing Charles's response, judging from President Kennedy's reaction, he was rejected.
Fang Yuan had long anticipated this situation; Professor X is a person with great ambitions, and even at a young age, he would not be swayed by money and power, otherwise, with his abilities, most things in the World would be within his reach.
Sensing that Raven had gone to the restroom, Fang Yuan quickly took President Kennedy over to switch back.
He specifically paid attention to President Kennedy's movements and found that even though he knew someone was monitoring him, he still acted naturally, as if completely unaware.
"Or, was he already expecting it and accustomed to it?" Fang Yuan had a guess in his mind.
John Flye, this person with the same name as President Kennedy, is definitely not simple.
It's just that President Kennedy had clearly undergone training to prevent mental intrusion, so while Fang Yuan's Telepathy (B-class) could read his mental activities, it couldn't freely search President Kennedy's memories like he did when searching Melody's memories in The Boys World.
But it didn't matter, Charles would tell him.
"President Kennedy tried to make me an inside man; I refused."
As expected, as soon as they returned to the hotel room, Charles revealed President Kennedy's little tricks.
Eric and Warren were stunned; they hadn't realized that beneath the seemingly harmonious scene just now, so many twists and turns were hidden.
They had even thought that although President Kennedy was a bit calculating, he was still reasonable and easy to talk to.
"When dealing with officials, we all need to be extra careful," Fang Yuan also sighed, pretending to have just learned about it.
Then Charles finally brought up another matter.
"President Kennedy knows who is listening to him: John Flye."
Charles introduced him with great surprise.
"I roughly looked at President Kennedy's memory and found that this Frye is actually the Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation."
"FBI?" Eric immediately reacted, a look of absurdity on his face, "The FBI is actually monitoring the President?"
Raven and Warren next to him both gaped; they didn't understand the deeper meaning, only feeling extremely shocked.
But Fang Yuan suddenly understood.
So it was him!
Because the World was different and the character names also varied, Fang Yuan didn't immediately recall this person.
The first Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the most famous one, he held the Director position for forty-eight years, developing a small Bureau of Investigation in the Department of Justice into the FBI, which many people feared.
If it was this person, Fang Yuan wouldn't be surprised.
After all, Frye had held intelligence power for a long time, even being called the "Underground President" of the United States.
In this era, a saying circulated—Presidents come and go, but Frye remains steadfast.
Until Frye's Death, he outlasted 8 Presidents and 16 Attorneys General, but no one dared to touch him.
The reason for this was that Frye used various methods to collect countless dirt on officials, to what extent was he excessive?
Roosevelt, the one who served four terms as President, could be said to have reached the pinnacle of power.
Frye had nude photos of his wife.
Truman, often seen in history books, once privately mentioned wanting to replace Frye to someone, and not long after, Frye presented this matter as a "rumor" to Truman, scaring Truman into quickly abandoning the idea.
Even President Kennedy, who had just met everyone, was a victim of Frye.
As a well-known playboy, President Kennedy had many female companions, and Frye possessed a video recording of President Kennedy and a certain woman's intimate moments.
Besides them, many celebrities such as Einstein, Chaplin, and Hemingway had suffered persecution from Frye.
Yet, even though Frye was so excessive, every President after World War II had tried to replace him, but in the end, no one dared to actually make a move.
After all, how many years does a President serve?
The dirt Frye had could destroy their entire political careers.
To ruin one's life for a moment of anger was unnecessary.
The most crucial point was that although Frye had an extremely strong desire for power, perhaps because he knew he had offended too many people, he had no wife or children until his Death.
However, ahem... he had a boyfriend.
So, other officials actually didn't have too many thoughts of having to eliminate him.
"This person is none of our business; remember not to provoke him," Fang Yuan admonished the group.
But in his heart, he could imagine that with Frye's way of doing things, he would definitely set his sights on Vought Corporation in the future.
He might even have already done so.
It's just that because Fang Yuan had psychic superpowers and constantly kept an eye on key personnel in the company, no core secrets had been detected, but the situation with grassroots employees was uncertain.
"I need to prepare in advance," Fang Yuan thought.
Since he had already decided to cooperate with President Kennedy, Vought Corporation would inevitably enter Frye's line of sight, and he didn't want to have an overlord above him like President Kennedy.
But... kill Frye?
Fang Yuan shook his head; he was unwilling to work for those politicians for free.
He quickly had an idea: since he could give President Kennedy great achievements, he could naturally give Frye a share too.
He loved making friends the most.
If all else failed, he would let Warren go sell his butt. (Heavy fog)
Angel instantly felt a chill run through his body, as if he was being targeted by something dangerous, and quickly leaned closer to Fang Yuan, whom he trusted the most.
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