American TV series

Chapter 285 Eavesdropping Incident

He hurried back to New York and then transferred to Newark. The motorcade entered the villa in a hurry.

"Boss, it's something..." Gracie Gerner came forward.

Gracie Gurner, who specialized in communications in the military, was one of the first people recruited by Sean.

Responsible for building and maintaining Umbrella's own separate communication system.

"Don't worry, I'll take a shower and tidy up first. The sky won't fall." Sean smiled and waved his hand.

Half an hour later, Sean, wearing pajamas, came downstairs and entered the study. Tea was already placed on the table.

He sat down, took a sip of tea, and then looked at Gracie Gerner, "Tell me what's going on."

"Yesterday, the man who was pruning the garden found this under the branch." Gracie Gurner said as she took out a photo and placed it in front of Sean.

In the photo, there is a small green thing.

Sean picked up the photo and looked at it for a while, then the corner of his mouth slowly curled up, "The bug, hehe, it's pretty damn well designed, camouflage green, tsk tsk, that's quite an idea!"

"How many did you find?" Sean looked up.

"14!" Gracie Gurner said in a deep voice.

"Good guy!" Sean flipped his fingers back and forth, and the photos were flying in his hand like playing cards, "What's going on now."

"We didn't take any action and just pretended that we didn't find anything."

"Oh, why?" Sean suddenly became interested.

"If this thing moves, we are afraid of alerting the other party. If someone is alerted, it will be difficult to find the other party."

"Very good, that should be the case!" Sean chuckled, "Am I the only one who has it here? How about over there at the base."

"There is no problem with the base. The base's electronic interference system has been running. This thing will be disabled immediately after entering the base. The base has an independent communication system that is resistant to interference." Gracie Gerner said in a deep voice.

"So, where did this thing come from?" Sean raised his eyebrows, "Are my people unsafe?"

"This is impossible. All people entering and exiting have to go through the electronic detection corridor. This thing cannot be brought in at all. Moreover, according to our investigation, all the eavesdropping devices are in the yard, and a few are on the roof, but there are

There is no one, and it is obvious that the other party cannot enter the villa."

"This is only logical. Anyone who comes within 100 meters of the surrounding area will be checked by us."

"So, we judge that the other party used a remote-controlled aircraft to drop it in the air." Gracie Gerner said with determination.

"Drones? Are there any drones now?" Sean was stunned. When he mentioned drones, he thought of DJI, the dominant player in the field of civilian drones.

In the global consumer drone market, DJI products account for 70%, and Rabbit is a shining star in high-tech consumer electronics.

"It has been around for a long time. The earliest UAV was a concept proposed by the British during World War I in 1914. The United States invented the first automatic gyro stabilizer in 2017, and the 'Bee' developed by the British de Havilland Company in 1934

"Post-drone." Gracie Gurner spread her hands and said: "There are many types of civilian drones, but they are all called model aircraft."

(PS: Answer the questions from previous book friends.)

"You're pretty damn advanced!" Sean said, smacking his mouth, "Can you catch him?"

"According to our tests, the signal transmission distance of this eavesdropper is only about 1 kilometer, so it should not be difficult to find someone. However, the problem is, we don't know who the other party is. If it is the FBI or other agencies... so we have not

Take action and wait for your decision." Gracie Gurner hesitated and whispered.

Sean played with the photo in his hand, raised his hand, and flicked it hard, and the photo flew out instantly like a dart and hit the door with a 'pop'.

"Catch it, don't care who it is!"

"Fuck you, spy on me. Even the FBI can't let them go around!" Sean said in a cold tone.

"What if the other party resists?"

"I want to live, anything else is up to me!" Sean snorted.

Gracie Gurner stood up suddenly, saluted with a bang, turned around and left.

…

"Trace the direction of the signal."

"Locked, one kilometer away, heading northwest!"

"Okay, surround that area for me!"

"The layout has been completed!" Ten minutes later, the well-prepared American soldiers completed the encirclement.

"Start arresting!"

"Helicopters out!"

Using military equipment for tracking and locking is simply a crushing state.

"Tu tu tu tu tu" The Black Hawk helicopter gunship suddenly appeared in that direction and quickly locked onto a car covered in green camouflage.

All around, soldiers in camouflage uniforms rushed towards us quickly.

In the car, I heard the sound of a helicopter. A man quietly opened the door and poked his head out. He looked at the helicopter floating above his head and screamed in fear, "Ahhhh, no, there's a helicopter up there!"

This voice made another person sitting in the car jump up in fright, and his head hit the roof of the car with a bang.

I just can't feel the pain at all. Compared with it, being locked up by the people of the Umbrella Company is a more terrifying thing.

"How to do how to do!"

"Run!" The man shouted in panic as he closed the car door.

He reached into his pocket to turn over the car keys, but his hands were shaking so much that he just took out the car keys and dropped them to the ground with a bang.

When I bent down to pick it up, beads of sweat dripped from my face. My face turned pale and my whole body was shaking.

Who in New Jersey doesn’t know the evil reputation of Umbrella, and some images come to mind uncontrollably.

Will he be stripped of his clothes and hung up...

Will he be shot to death...

Will he be sunk into the sea...

I don’t want to die!

I held it but couldn't insert it into the keyhole.

At this moment, a dozen heavily armed American soldiers outside the car had rushed over, and the cold and fierce faces could be clearly seen through the windshield.

"Da da da" and "ta da da" continued gunshots.

In order to prevent the vehicle from escaping, soldiers from the security company shot directly and blew out the tires.

The sudden thought of the gunshot frightened me so much that I dropped the key in my hand and dropped it to the car again.

"boom"

Rushing forward, one person picked up a Remington and fired a single-point bullet into the car door lock.

The door lock was smashed directly, metal fragments flew out and swept across the car, and screams suddenly sounded.

The car door was opened at once, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his body, and the screams stopped abruptly.

These people really dared to shoot. The two reporters in the car didn't even need to give orders and just put their heads in their hands.

"Get off, get off!"

The two walked down slowly. One of them was still bleeding, but he felt no pain at all.

As soon as he got there, he was kicked to the ground, his mouth was gagged, his hands were handcuffed behind his back, and his body was searched.

"Take them away and drive away!"

The entire operation lasted 15 minutes from beginning to end, and the two people and the modified car were all escorted back to the base.

trial?

No need, before the people from the security company asked, the two of them immediately recruited everything.

It’s just two reporters, here to make fucking money, not to risk their lives.

…

"Reporter from News Corporation?!" Sean was stunned when he heard the report.

No, I have long heard that reporters from News Corporation dare to use any means, and eavesdropping does not happen just once or twice.

But they are just eavesdropping on public figures such as celebrities.

But you fucking eavesdropped on me. Is this crazy?

"They said it was Murdoch who ordered it."

"Impossible! Murdoch is not so bold, he knows the rules." Sean was the first to not believe it.

Even though he had many conflicts with Murdoch and even beat up the old man, Murdoch still knew the rules.

It doesn't matter if you spy on those celebrities. Celebrities are, to put it bluntly, actors. They are used to entertain the public. If they are monitored, then they are monitored. Even if these actors know about it, at most they will just stand up and complain, and they will not dare to go through legal procedures.

Walk.

To put it bluntly, celebrities and actors all rely on the media to make a living. They belong to the lower class. It is they who beg the media, not the media who beg them.

It is also possible to monitor those politicians. Politicians in the Western world are strictly speaking a type of public figures. They cannot be compared with rabbit officials.

Monitoring and breaking news are all routine.

As long as you don't touch 'national level' matters, it won't be a big problem. It's okay if you touch it occasionally, as long as you can bear it.

However, monitoring this kind of thing will not touch the real wealthy capitalists!!

Capitalism, capital is the subject, the father, and the master.

Spying on Dad, isn’t this looking for death?

If you dare to spy on one person today, you will dare to spy on everyone tomorrow. Capital Dad has all the tricks to deal with you!

"Continue the interrogation and seek verification from multiple sources. The information must be accurate!"

"It would be a big joke if someone else deliberately stumbles and misleads!"

Sean felt that this possibility was unlikely, but he had to guard against it.

Continue interrogation and punishment!

As for verification, it's actually very simple. Just send someone directly to New York, secretly kidnap a senior executive of News Corporation's branch here and interrogate him.

Whether it's illegal or not, Sean doesn't care at all.

If he is willing to sue, there will be someone to take the blame, so no matter what, he will not be blamed.

On the East Coast, Sean is not afraid of anyone suing him, since he runs the prison anyway!

Two hours later, accurate news came.

"Damn, it's really News Corporation." Sean's face darkened immediately.

It's the company's behavior. The work pressure is piled up layer by layer, and the people below have no sense of propriety and do whatever they want.

As for why these two reporters directly said that Murdoch ordered it, they probably wanted to use Murdoch to save their lives.

but……

Sean walked around the room several times with an ugly expression on his face.

Since they dare to admit it, then I dare to believe it!!

"Where is Murdoch now?"

"News Corp. is headquartered next door in Wilmington, Delaware, where Rupert Murdoch lived most of his life." Lorraine answered directly, all this information was in her head.

"Bill, arrange some people, bring the guy, go over now!" Sean ordered with a dark face: "Bring the big guy with you!"

"You're crazy!" Lorraine grabbed Sean's hand, and Bill looked over.

"You clearly know that Murdoch will not give such an order, but if you do such a thing, you will ignore it!"

"Let go, you know nothing!" Sean pressed Lorraine's head with one hand and pushed her away.

He waved at Bill casually.

Bill nodded and turned around to leave. Since it wasn't an impulsive order, there was no problem.

Don't start an army out of anger. Americans don't have this saying, but everyone understands the truth.

Lorraine couldn't figure out what Sean was thinking and was extremely anxious. Sean didn't care and kept asking about Murdoch's various assets.

On the other side, the four people secretly entered Delaware, which was not far away, only 200 kilometers. They arrived at Murdoch's estate on the outskirts of Wilmington in more than 2 hours.

It was already evening now. Sean picked up the phone and dialed Prudence Murdoch after thinking about it.

After all, she had a romantic relationship, so it would be better to say something to her.

"Prudence, it's me, Sean."

"Wow, I thought you had forgotten me. How strange!" Prudence Murdoch said with a hint of resentment.

"Haha, if I forget you, there won't be this call. So, are you at home?" Sean asked with a chuckle.

"What, you want to give me a surprise, so cliché, but I happen to be at home!" Prudence Murdoch chuckled.

"There is indeed news, but if it's not a surprise, I don't know. I'll give you 5 minutes."

"What five minutes?" Prudence was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to leave the manor. If you haven't evacuated when the time is up, then I can only say I'm sorry and hope he can rest in peace in heaven." After that, Sean hung up the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey." Prudence Murdoch shouted a few words into the phone, but there were bursts of blind tones.

What are you doing?

Prudence frowned and threw the phone aside.

However, the words of rest in heaven lingered in his ears.

No matter how I think about it, it feels wrong.

Could Sean be kidding me?

Lying on the bed, Prudence didn't want to care about these things, but his heart beat wildly and uncontrollably.

The feeling of being in trouble is pressing heavily on my chest, and even when I take a big breath, I feel suffocated.

Turning over and getting up from the bed, Prudence clutched his chest and looked uncomfortable.

After some mental struggle, he stood up, opened the door and walked out.

My steps unconsciously go faster and faster, and I walk faster and faster.

From walking to trotting, from trotting to running quickly, I came to the study room quickly.

Without even bothering to knock on the door, Prudence opened the door and barged in.

Murdoch is still in the office at this time, so the capitalists don’t have any fucking holidays, well, no overtime pay either!

"What?" Murdoch frowned and looked at Prudence. He hated it when someone entered the study without his permission.

Prudence took a deep breath and said, "Sean just called me."

Murdoch's brows twitched fiercely, and he gritted his molar teeth and asked, "Then what!!"

"He said to give you five minutes to leave the manor. If you don't leave, I can only wish you rest in heaven." Prudence said quickly while panting.

Murdoch suddenly stood up from his chair, looked at his daughter with wide eyes and disbelief, "When did you hit her?"

"Yes, it's been a while." Prudence looked nervous, "He, he won't..."

"He is a fucking lunatic!" Murdoch seemed to be in his youthful state again, rushing out quickly, standing in the corridor and shouting: "Everyone, get out immediately, get outside!!"

Seeing his father so excited and shouting like crazy, Prudence became even more nervous, his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest, and he chased after him and started shouting too.

While shouting, he pulled his father out.

It doesn't matter if something happens to others, but nothing can happen to Dad!

This shouting alarmed everyone in the villa. Anna hurriedly walked out, looked at the flustered Murdoch and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Get out, get out!" Murdoch waved his hand vigorously.

"Why? What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Anna said with a dissatisfied look on her face.

The two sons also came out of the room at this time, their faces full of panic and confusion.

"Look, you scared the child!"

"Fake, stop talking nonsense, leave immediately!!!" Murdoch shouted angrily, what the hell time has it been, and the stinky woman still has ink marks!

Prudence pulled Murdoch's arm hard, "Come on, I was just delayed in the room for a long time!"

She doesn't want to worry about Anna!

It would be best if they were killed, she would only be happy, as for the two younger brothers.

Ha...what does it have to do with her?

Murdoch was pulled and staggered, and he could only turn his head and shout loudly: "Hurry up, there is a bomb!"

There was no time to explain. Murdoch is indeed a big capitalist. At this time, he still maintained his sense and directly gave such a reason. Whether it was true or not, he wanted to get the person out first.

Even if Sean was playing a prank, it didn't matter to him.

He would never do anything so arrogant and indifferent.

That's when the whole family's lives were sacrificed to block Sean's prank!

Risks and returns are not proportional at all, and capitalists will never do such a thing.

The phrase "there's a bomb" scared everyone!

When Anna saw Murdoch being taken away, she turned around and ran out without caring whether something was true or false.

"Kid, kid, Fuck!" Murdoch, who was staggered by the pull, pointed and stretched out his hand and shouted loudly. He was almost pissed off by this bitch.

Anna then remembered and turned around quickly. Without her son, she would have no value at all around Murdoch.

The entire villa was in chaos, with the owner, servants, and bodyguards all rushing out.

Not far away, in a stalled business car, several people were looking at the villa with binoculars.

"Haha, he ran pretty fast."

"In front of the shells, it doesn't matter whether you have money or not, you will die!"

"Hahaha!"

Of course, if you put it in the national environment, they are also rich people.

After all, they are the same old team that started with Sean.

"That's almost it!"

"Well, anyway, Murdoch came out, and so did the two brats."

"And the boss's little lover."

"Hahaha!"

Talking and laughing, several people took down the binoculars, opened the car door, and one person held an RPG and started loading.

Outside the villa, this time it was Murdoch who led his daughter away, followed by Anna and her son.

He is worried if the distance is too close. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Behind her, Anna ran and shouted, "What on earth is going on? How can there be a bomb in the house? This is impossible!"

Not to mention Anna, even the rest of the family didn't believe it.

"Sean called Prudence and he only gave him 5 minutes!" Murdock explained breathlessly.

"What?" Anna looked in disbelief, "Sean? Sean Rockefeller? He called Prudence?"

"Do you believe Prudence?" Anna's words were full of sarcasm.

Because of the inheritance issue, the relationship between Anna and Prudence has become so low that it can be said that they are enemies.

He simply refuses to give up and never misses any opportunity to belittle and ridicule.

If a 19-year-old marries a man who can be his father, it would be ridiculous to say that it is purely out of love.

"Of course, I also think this is a prank. Running out is an act of intellectual disability, so you'd better go back now." Prudence would not spoil Anna and taunted her back.

"Follow me, that's too unfair for you. Go back quickly. Hey, why are you still following me? Are you shameless?" Prudence said unforgivingly.

"Okay!" Murdoch shouted with a headache.

"That's fine. She's looking forward to my death. Don't you understand?" Anna said reluctantly.

"Ha, I don't know who shouted disbelief just now, no one is begging you!" Prudence retorted.

Murdoch rubbed his temples with a headache.

The two of them were about to argue again when they saw three flames piercing the night sky. Everyone opened their mouths and watched helplessly as the flames hit the villa.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Three loud noises were accompanied by fire shooting into the sky, and a corner of the villa exploded!

Under the firelight, gravel flew everywhere.

A group of people unconsciously shrank and shot their heads.

Murdoch was the first to react, turned around and continued running.

Although it's quite far away, what if, what if it goes wrong.

As I was running, the "whoosh", "whoosh" and "whoosh" sounds sounded again behind me.

"Boom", "boom" and "boom" exploded again.

"Boss, do you want us to kill them?" the head of the bodyguard beside him said as he ran to protect Murdoch.

As soon as Murdoch and others ran out of the villa, more than twenty security guards from the guard building outside rushed out.

After last time, Murdoch increased the number of security personnel at his home to 45 people.

On weekdays, I guarantee that there are 30 people at home and no less than 15 people with me.

There must be no less people than Sean!!

"No, don't!" Murdoch shook his head quickly.

Sean's men are all lunatics. They are obviously carrying heavy weapons. Are they going to die?

Just protect yourself!

Three shots after three shots, three shots after another three shots.

Looking at such a large villa, it looks like a conch that has been beaten, broken bit by bit, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

Murdoch looked on numbly, without saying a word, and his face was gloomy as if water was dripping from his face.

Prudence looked at the villa, feeling neither regretful nor angry. If Sean could inform him in advance, it meant that it had nothing to do with him.

As for the value of the villa, she has no idea.

On the contrary, Anna actually ran out too, which made her very regretful.

This woman always opposed her, why didn't she resist her this time?

I don’t know how many rounds of RPG were fired, but in the end, the entire villa was reduced to a ruined area, with blazing fire lighting up most of the night sky.

The three people outside were satisfied and threw the launch tube back into the car. A man holding a gun and a multifunctional tactical helmet next to him lifted the infrared glasses and pushed them up.

The four of them nodded, turned around, got in the car and quickly disappeared into the night.

After a long time, no more shells were fired, and Murdoch knew that the matter was over.

"Phone!" Murdoch said with a dark face and stretched out his hand.

The bodyguard handed over his phone.

Murdoch quickly dialed out, and as soon as the call was connected, Murdoch yelled: "Sean, Fuck Squid, are you fucking crazy!!"

He knew that Sean had no intention of killing him, otherwise he would not have informed Prudence.

But, why!!

Damn it, you blew up my villa!

And, what if Prudence hesitates?

What if Prudence took it as a joke?

That is not an injustice to death!

"I think you are crazy!" Sean sneered, "Murdoch, you have crossed the line!"

"What? Me? What happened to me?" Murdoch looked confused.

"Oh, Murdoch, I'm waiting for you to give me an explanation. If you don't give it, don't blame me." After saying that, Sean hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the blind tone coming from the phone, Murdoch didn't say a word and frowned.

Everyone looked at Murdoch, waiting for his orders.

Murdoch has no time to care about other people. That guy Sean is crazy, but that guy will never do this for no reason.

Something must have happened that I don't know about that made this guy angry.

It never occurred to him that Sean was wrong.

That's impossible, I'm not 100% sure that this guy wouldn't dare to do it.

And I never gave any order to make Sean get so angry!

"Go to the company!" Murdoch turned and left.

"Hey, hey, hey, what about us? It's so late, what should we do?" Anna shouted, she didn't care about Sean or his business.

"Go to the hotel by yourself!" Murdoch said without knowing what to do.

Prudence glanced at his stepmother, then turned to catch up with Murdoch.

"Why are you following me?" Murdoch frowned.

"Hey, Sean informed me first!" Prudence looked dissatisfied, "Of course I want to know why my house was bombed!"

Murdoch was silent for a while and did not object, so he acquiesced.

Judging from what happened today, the eldest daughter is still decisive and talented at critical moments.

You can take it with you and cultivate it.

She never cared about her own business in the past. Murdoch asked his daughter to work in the company many times in order to train her, but Prudence never came.

No matter what you think this time, it doesn't matter anymore.

A phone call was made to the president of News Corporation, "Have a meeting, immediately, immediately!"

When Murdoch arrived at the company's headquarters, many senior News Corp. executives had already arrived.

Seeing Murdoch push open the door with a cold expression, followed by Prudence, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

News Corporation is a news company. The Murdoch home was bombed into a ruined area and is still burning. How could anyone not know this?

According to what they knew, the previous explosions were heard one after another. It was not an ordinary fire at all. It was clearly an attack.

We were still discussing it just now and didn’t see the scene, but everyone guessed it was an RPG. After all, this thing is so widespread.

If Murdoch hadn't called the president just now, they would have thought the boss had been killed.

The question is, the boss is worth billions and is a super rich man. Who dares to attack the boss’s home so blatantly?

How many people died?

It exploded like this, and it looked like it was a deadly attack. How could it not kill anyone?

The police had also arrived at this time, but no one at the Murdoch family called the police, and the police did not dare to ask any more questions.

It’s just a job. Who the hell dares to get involved in this kind of struggle between big capitalists?

Does the Hulk live in your head?!

Just wait silently for the fire alarm to come and put out the fire.

Murdoch sat down and said nothing. More people arrived one after another. The notice was too sudden.

After everyone arrived, they silently found their seats and sat down. The conference room became eerily quiet.

The last person came running over, panting.

"Tell me, what have you done to Sean recently?" Murdoch asked expressionlessly.

I don’t know how many people have the name Sean in the United States, but if it can be said in Murdoch’s mouth on this occasion, it can only represent one person, Sean Rockefeller.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and they immediately understood who had bombed the boss's house.

Also, except for such a bold guy with a private army, how could anyone else do it?

But why!

Such a deadly move!

I haven’t heard of any conflict between the boss and that guy recently!

There doesn't seem to be much news about that guy lately.

A group of people looked at each other, conveying information to each other in their eyes.

Murdoch said nothing and Prudence watched with interest.

For a long while, no one said anything.

"You don't even say anything, and you think it has nothing to do with you?" Murdoch asked with a cold face.

Everyone lowered their heads and began to think hard.

The president suddenly thought of something and turned his head slightly to look around him.

It happened that the other party couldn't see him either. When their eyes met, their hearts trembled.

Murdoch had been paying attention to everyone's expressions, and his eyes immediately locked on them.

The president took a deep breath and whispered solemnly: "Ask New York..."

Murdoch narrowed his eyes. At this mention, he also thought of something. It was the New York branch that was watching every move of Sean and his company.

Not long ago, I was frantically pursuing a report on the 'Financial Audit Disappearance Case', which left Sean very worried.

At least that's what Murdoch thinks.

Although nothing was found in the end.

Thinking of this, Murdoch nodded, and the president immediately called the New York branch.

As soon as the call was connected, he immediately asked in a face-to-face manner: "Why did you provoke Sean over there?"

Upon hearing this, the New York branch manager's scalp felt numb, something was wrong!

"No, no?" The branch manager's first reaction was to deny. This was instinctive.

"Fart, you'd better think about it before you speak!!" the president said through gritted teeth, and the branch manager on the other end could feel the anger in his voice.

"I, let me ask!" hung up the phone and immediately started contacting the people below.

He was shaking his legs anxiously. It was not the Internet age, and he didn't know the news that Murdoch's house had been flattened by Sean.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again and I immediately picked it up, "How's it going?"

"Can't be contacted."

"How could this happen? Isn't it far away? Isn't it not close?" The branch manager panicked.

"I don't know, will I be caught?!"

"Damn, trash!" He cursed, but in his heart he knew that the eavesdropping had definitely been discovered, although he didn't know how.

But now it was too late to curse or anything like that. The manager gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know about this!"

"I don't know either, it's all the paparazzi down there who make their own decisions!"

Anyway, it's not a written document. They just expressed their meaning in a vague way, without any evidence.

They also know that this is a dirty trick and have been prepared for it for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, the branch manager calmed down and picked up the phone again to call the headquarters.

"Two reporters from the branch are missing. They are specifically keeping an eye on Sean, but I don't know the specific situation." The branch manager pushed 625.

Murdoch grabbed the phone and said, "I'm Murdoch, you'd better tell the truth!"

The branch manager's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he heard the sound. Something bad must have happened that he didn't know about.

Within ten minutes, it was still off-duty time, and I immediately knew that two reporters were missing. Was Murdoch stupid to think that he was?

How can he not know what his usual work efficiency is?

Why can it be determined that he is missing rather than unable to be contacted?

The branch manager must have known about it, but after something happened, he pretended not to know and shirked responsibility.

This is a normal reaction.

"I'll ask you again, tell me what the truth is!" Murdoch suppressed his anger.

"Boss, I really don't know. The people below are doing all the collecting of information. How do I know?" the branch manager insisted. Sean must have discovered it.

They are very familiar with Sean's various news and rumors.

He was an extremely cruel and dangerous person, how could he admit it at this time?

"Okay, okay, good, good!" Murdoch hung up the phone with a bang.

It seems that my boss is not easy to use at all and has no deterrent effect at all!

Prudence curled his lips slightly.

At this moment, Murdoch couldn't help but think of what if he were in Sean's place, and Sean called his subordinates and asked them if they would dare to hide it?