Volume 2: The crown and the hat are all over the capital, and the spirit is full of energy and enter the foggy city Chapter 58: The Hermit Card
Chapter Subtitle: Mastering America's Future for the Next Fifty Years
Hoover couldn't help but ask curiously: "Um... Mr. Yuan, can I ask who are the important members of the betrayal?"
"Haha..." Our Master Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled ironically, "It's your last president, Thomas Woodrow Wilson."
"Buy cakes!" Hoover was naturally shocked.
"Impossible!" This time even Mr. Aiden couldn't help but shout out.
"Gentlemen, what's impossible?" Yuan Yan spread his hands and said, "In 1914, he killed his wife, Ellen Wilson, who was also a member of the SCP Foundation, and announced that she died of kidney disease. Then this 'pacifist' immediately dragged America into the last world war."
"The ultimate goal of the aliens is to destroy human civilization and make us crawl under their feet again. For them, is there a better way than a world war?"
"I'm sorry, I forgot that in addition to war, there is also plague. Have you forgotten the Spanish flu?"
"After I arrived in the United States, I lay dormant for three years in order to observe the situation and confirm the facts. But once I made the slightest move, he could not hide it from me, so he used the power of the state to frame me as the criminal of the Wall Street bombing. Then..."
"Why did I get sepsis out of nowhere?"
“Why did I recover from sepsis?”
"Why did the President of the United States become seriously ill and nearly die after reading my article?"
"Gentlemen, please do not let your common sense blind you!"
“Bang!”
Mr. Hoover completely forgot about his current situation and jumped up from his chair.
He didn't care that the chair had fallen to the ground, but raised his trembling fingers and opened his mouth to speak...
However, he pointed at Yuan Yan for a long time and finally uttered only one word: "EVIDENCE?"
"Hahaha..." Our Master Yuan laughed out loud as usual.
He now realized that if he wanted to be the boss of an evil organization, he had to master the skill of laughing loudly. If he didn't laugh wildly enough, he wouldn't be able to show his style. If he laughed too wildly, he would be like a psychopath and his jaw would be easily dislocated. This was a very difficult skill... No, it was an art.
"Mr. Hoover, you want evidence?" Yuan Yan pointed at the indescribable photos on the table and said, "Don't you see that there is no kind of 'evidence' that can't be produced for me?"
Hoover and Eden's eyes twitched when they heard this.
The Chinese man was right. The bizarre method he used was perfect for producing "evidence". He could get any evidence he wanted.
1921 was still a backward era after all, and the PS technology was not as advanced as our Master Yuan.
The Chinese man just laughed bitterly and said, "You should have figured out that my abilities are not suitable for direct combat, but more suitable for auxiliary work. In fact, I was just a junior investigator..."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." He put his right hand on his chest and bowed his head slightly, saying, "Mr. Hoover, I am a junior investigator of the SCP Foundation, codenamed The Fool."
"The Fool..." Hoover glanced at the tarot cards on the table, then at Mr. Ten of Swords, and said subconsciously, "Could it be that you are their leader?"
"Haha, Mr. Hoover is really a smart man." Yuan Yan chuckled and said frankly: "My current position is the acting director of the North American branch of the SCP Foundation, and my task as the acting director is to rebuild the North American branch from scratch, so I am naturally the Fool representing 0."
Hoover laughed sarcastically and said, "Mr. Fool, your SCP Foundation sent a Chinese like you to rebuild the North American branch?"
"GOOD QUESTION!" Our Master Yuan actually clapped his hands and gestured, "Mr. Hoover, please take a seat. This is a good question, but it has a long answer."
After Hoover sat down, Yuan Yan suddenly lit a cigar, cheered herself up and said, "To be honest, I also felt very strange when I accepted this appointment..."
"I told my superiors to find someone else. I'm not being modest. How could a Seresian and a junior investigator like me become the director of the North American branch? Only senior investigators can hold such a position, and I'm a yellow person. But..."
He rolled his eyes and said sadly, "But my superiors told me that the SCP Foundation has no one left to send. This is because our forces suffered great losses in the last war..."
Our Master Yuan looked at the two people's confused eyes and said in a persuasive way: "How do you think this war started?"
"Just because a few Serbian nationalists assassinated Archduke Ferdinand and his wife?"
"Of course it's not that simple. As I said, before this war, our SCP Foundation discovered that alien activities around the world were very frequent, so frequent that they even organized to assassinate members of the SCP Foundation."
"During the war, we lost many comrades, so that even a junior investigator like me had to bite the bullet and come to your America."
"I also know that this is an extremely dangerous mission, but for the safety of all mankind, I can only recite a few lines of poetry... Well, I have to do it reluctantly."
After hearing this, Hoover was silent for a while, and then continued to ask: "So, did the great Fool come to me just to scare me with these messy so-called evidences?"
Our Master Yuan was not angry at all. Instead, he said calmly: "Mr. Hoover, please don't misunderstand me. If I don't show some skills, how can we talk so calmly?"
Hoover now naturally understood that this was a show of force. He snorted coldly and said, "Okay, I already know your methods, Lord Fool. So, why did you look for a small Justice Department official like me?"
Yuan Yan said patiently: "Mr. Hoover, don't underestimate yourself. You are not just a small official of the Ministry of Justice. The anti-radical movement team you lead has made outstanding achievements in recent years. Last year alone, more than 4,000 radical elements were expelled, which is more than the previous ten years combined. That's why you came into the sight of our SCP Foundation."
At this time, Hoover was the head of the Enemy Aliens Registration Section, which was specifically designed to deal with non-American "enemy agents".
The most famous case was his expulsion of Emma Goldman, an important leader and theorist of the early anarcho-communist movement and a representative of "first-wave feminism". The charge was that she had faked marriage with an American citizen in order to obtain a green card. Sounds familiar.
Incidentally, this famous atheist anarchist feminist later traveled to Soviet Russia to see the world, and then continued to criticize Bolshevism and Lenin's government for the rest of her life.
"We at the SCP Foundation need talents like you!"
"As for why we are looking for you... Actually, I am really, really, really here just to express my goodwill."
Master Yuan saw the excitement on Hoover's face and rushed to say, "Mr. Hoover, if I am not expressing goodwill, then I will send these photos anonymously to your Ministry of Justice... Haha, what will be the consequences? I think I don't need to say it, right?"
For people like Hoover, you need to be soft but firm, and firm but soft... Hmm, why does it sound so strange? To put it another way, you can't offend him too much, but you also need to hit him from time to time.
“Hmph…” Hoover snorted, but this time he did not object. Instead, he said calmly, “Okay, Mr. Fool or Mr. Yuan, I understand your good intentions. What’s next?”
"Next..." Yuan Yan replied without hesitation: "Of course it's cooperation."
"Cooperation? How do you cooperate?" Hoover narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"Mr. Hoover, the so-called cooperation is just about each party taking what it needs..."
Master Yuan said seriously: "Mr. Hoover, what do you think I want you to do? Want you to sell out information, break the law, or betray the country?"
"WRONG! TOTALLY WRONG!"
"Mr. Hoover, we only ask you to provide some help within your ability. In return, we will also provide you with some help within our ability."
In fact, without his push, John Edgar Hoover would have taken the path of the mastermind behind the scenes. Of course, he was not the kind of villain who used privacy to blackmail others from the beginning.
In a sense, he can really be considered a patriot, at least he is patriotic in his own way.
Hoover graduated from George Washington University with a law degree in 1917. While pursuing his degree, he became interested in Anthony Comstock, the New York City Postal Inspector. Comstock had a long history of fighting fraud and immorality (including birth control), so he arranged for his men to open the letters of suspects on a regular basis.
Hoover was early seen as following Comstock's example in his determination to fight crime and occasionally violate procedures to do so.
"Mr. Hoover, you must have some enemies. Whether it's in your career or business, you'll need some 'ammunition' to defeat those enemies. I'm willing to provide all the help you want."
Upon hearing this, the future FBI director couldn't help but look excited.
Regardless of whether what this Chinese man said was true or false, his ability to forge photos and documents was extremely helpful to him.
Yuan Yan suddenly stood up, put his hands behind his back and said seriously: "The purpose of our SCP Foundation is to maintain a peaceful world, build a harmonious society, ensure the development of mankind, and resist the invasion of foreign objects."
What he despises the most are the evil organizations of the middle school type. The bosses of these organizations talk about ruling the world but never say about eliminating dissidents. They just lack slogans like "I am a big bad guy", "I am an ambitious person", and "I am a middle school patient" written on their faces.
For example, the Nazi Party with mustaches was like this. They preached that the Aryans were a superior race, that there was a thousand-year German empire, that inferior races had no reason to survive, and so on.
These slogans don't sound very reliable. Slogans like "liberate all mankind", "realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation", and "make America great again" are more popular.
The purpose of the SCP Foundation established by Yuan Yanshu was to make history more interesting, but of course he couldn't say it so bluntly. Regardless of whether others believed it or not, he had to whitewash it to make it look beautiful.
"In order to realize our ideals, we must also pay a certain price..." Yuan Yan said with a sigh: "Take me for example."
"You also know what the current situation of my motherland is like. According to my heart, I want to stay in Seris and do my part. But for the benefit of all mankind, I left my hometown and came to your America. "
"Mr. Hoover must have heard of me. I'm not bragging, but I might be able to do better in my home country. At least I won't be discriminated against by the racists here all the time."
He changed the subject and said, "Gentlemen, I am a patriot just like you! So..."
"Please rest assured that I will not let you do anything that harms the interests of the United States. On the contrary, I hope that you will consciously safeguard the interests of your motherland."
Hoover fell into deep thought, and finally he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then, Lord Fool, what can I do for you?"
“Hehehe…”
This time, Master Yuan did not snap his fingers and then produce a card as usual. Instead, he smiled and flipped over a tarot card that had been on the table for a long time.
The card that suits Mr. Hoover best is naturally the number nine, THE HERMIT. The image on this card is a hermit in a hooded robe, holding a lantern in one hand to illuminate the road ahead, a long staff with two snakes entwined in the other, and a ferocious wolfhound at his feet. Above the hermit's head is a full moon, which at first glance looks like a human eyeball.
Of course, the hermit looked exactly like John Edgar Hoover.
"Mr. Hoover, please accept this Tarot card. You are now the Hermit."
"That's right. At this stage you don't have to do anything but follow your own ideas. You will be lonely, but you will enjoy this loneliness."
A strange light flashed in Hoover's eyes, and his face was uncertain, but he finally took the Tarot card handed to him by Lord Fool.
Our Master Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the gay man in front of him was not so easy to deal with. Just this one meeting would not make Hoover follow him wholeheartedly.
But this is a good start after all. As long as he understands the accuracy of his foresight, he will eventually become the "Hermit" in his hands.
Yes , John Edgar Hoover will become the "Hermit" of America for the next fifty years, and Yuan Yanshu will also become the "Fool" of the world for the next fifty years!
