Blackstone Code

And... two kids.

Mr. Contact's chances are indeed running out.

Fern put the gun back on the table. He lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and twitched his fingers to signal his men to send the cigarettes over.

When Mr. Liaison took a puff of the cigarette, he seemed to feel much more relaxed.

He took a big puff and sucked hard, taking each puff very slowly. The cigarette holder had already started to get hot before the fire even reached the butt of the cigarette.

He needs cigarettes, he needs nicotine, he even needs alcohol!

Fern was given another cigarette, and then said quietly, "No deal, just me asking and you answering."

"You could try tricking me, maybe it would be a better deal than yours."

Mr. Liaison took a deep look at Fern, and he knew that this was a devil!

And behind this devil, there is a bigger and more terrifying devil.

He wanted to ask, aren't you afraid of the FBI and the military?

But at this time, he had completely calmed down after his relatives left one after another.

He glanced back at the two children who were already frightened, and then turned his head back.

"I was a soldier before, but...", he shook his head, "I was not able to stay in the army, but some of my contemporaries stayed in the army."

"He found me and offered me a favor in exchange for restarting the investigation on you."

"I agreed."

"Because I had done it before when Mr. Trueman made the request, and nothing happened at that time. I thought it would be the same this time..."

Fern stared at him for a while, then shook his head and said, "There will always be things that are beyond our control, right?"

Without waiting for Mr. Contact's answer, he asked, "Tell me the name of the federal soldier, his information, and anything useful."

Mr. Liaison said it, he didn't dare to hide it, and Fern turned around and went to make a call.

After about a few minutes, he returned to the room.

"You told the truth, and that earned you my respect."

"They will embrace freedom, and you, I will give you the final judgment!"

He walked over to two teenagers and helped them up, a boy and a girl. They both cried profusely and peed their pants.

Fern had a slight mysophobia, so she took two steps back and motioned to her men to lead them away.

He turned his back to Mr. Contact, raised his hand and made a casual swinging gesture at his neck, then turned and walked towards the tool rack hanging on the wall.

I found a handy hammer...

In the end, Mr. Liaison's family was neatly packed into the oil drums.

Slem does not face the sea, but it is only two hours away from the sea. The state government plans to build a highway based on the original road.

In this way, the time it takes for tourists to get off the boat and arrive at Slem can be reduced to about one hour to one and a half hours. Every minute saved can create benefits for Slem.

Fern killed the contact person's family and was very angry.

He sat at the edge of the table and looked at the photo of the art teacher placed at the end of the table. He reached out and took it in his hand, gently groping the glass on the frame as if stroking her face.

Although I had a lot of anger, I didn't finish it.

He would not let go of the sergeant who contacted the contact person.

but not now.

He put the frame back, then dialed Lynch's number and discussed the contact's confession about Mr. Trueman's ordered investigation of Lynch.

He thought Lynch didn't know, or didn't know in such detail.

After all, whether it is Mr. Trueman, Lynch, or Joanna, they are all emphasizing one point——

“Lynch is our family’s best friend!”

These were Joanna's original words, and no matter what the purpose, everyone believed them, including Fern.

He felt that he should talk to Lynch about this matter. Although he didn't know why, he felt that it should be so.

The call was answered quickly.

"Mr. Lynch, it's me, Vern."

It was still afternoon, and a "hmm" sound came from the receiver, as if telling him "I know it's you."

Then came Lynch's voice again, "Have you finished processing it?"

Fern nodded and said, "Yes, everything has been taken care of. There is something I'm not sure I should tell you."

"Then why don't you talk about it?" Lynch replied.

Fern thought about it and said with some caution, "I asked about some things related to the art teacher, and the contact person said that the first time they investigated me was authorized by Mr. Trueman..."

When he said this, he stopped talking and didn't know what to say next.

He was a little nervous and didn't know why.

Lynch was not too surprised after hearing this. He knew about this earlier than anyone else, even before Mr. Trueman made this decision.

Of course, he does not have the ability to predict the future, but he understands that Mr. Trueman is wary of capital, and he will not let his guard down just because he and he are in the same camp for a short period of time.

On the contrary, because of the continuous expansion of Blackstone Capital, he and Mr. Trueman were bound to be on opposite sides, so he was not surprised at all when he learned that Mr. Trueman had arranged for someone to investigate him.

Like it is now.

But these things are still shocking to others.

Because judging from the cooperation between Lynch and Mr. Trueman, they are as close as family members and become each other's strongest support!

Few people can see that there are deep rifts and irreconcilable conflicts between them.

So Lynch could understand Fern's surprise and uneasiness at this time, "Fern..."

"Yes, sir!"

Lynch's tone was unpleasant, soft, and his words were clear, "We climbed up from the bottom. In the process, countless people tried to swallow us up, but they all failed in the end."

"Whether it's Mr. Trueman, the military, or anyone else, they are all small embellishments on our legendary road."

"No one can defeat us except ourselves!"

"I'm glad you could say something more sensitive to me. I'm relieved."

"Don't worry, there is nothing in this world that I can't do unless I don't want to!"

A very gentle tone, but full of strong confidence that takes your breath away!

It was like he was stating a fact rather than making big claims.

"I understand, Mr. Lynch."

Lynch chuckled twice, "The other person is not suitable to take action now. If you wait, I will inform you when the time is right."

Fern did not refuse, let alone object, "I understand..."

The military is now in a very embarrassing situation. If an officer disappears at this time, it may very well give the military a reason to overturn the table!

So now is not a good time. Once the military, especially the people from Peleus's faction, have their spines broken, the rest will be much easier.

No one would stand up to a petty officer, but not now!

Fern called Noel again, trying to find out something.

He is indeed inferior to Noel in some aspects, such as work, but he is very meticulous and sensitive on some details.

Just now he was thinking, if Mr. Lynch knew that Mr. Trueman was investigating him privately and collecting evidence of his crime, would he do nothing?

Fern didn't think so. Lynch was a person who was always ready for everything. He wouldn't make mistakes, at least not on this kind of issue.

He wanted to ask Noel if he knew anything or even did anything, but he didn't feel comfortable asking.

After all, this problem is too scary!

Norinco is now in trouble just because it is suspected of assassinating the president, but the real killer...

Fern said some incomprehensible words and then hung up the phone. Noel stared at the phone in a daze for a while before shaking his head with a smile.

He felt that Fern had to get into a new relationship so that he could quickly forget about his female cousin.

Everything seemed to have returned to a peaceful life. Except for the absence of one person, there was no change from the past.

The missing contact caused a little trouble, but not too much.

After his cousin discovered that the family was missing, he called the police. The police searched the contact person's house but found no valuable clues.

After a short investigation without any progress, the FBI offered a reward of two thousand dollars to collect clues from the society, and then sealed the files.

Maybe the guy who contacted the contact person discovered something, but he didn't dare to say or do anything...

In mid-June, Lynch returned to the Commonwealth from abroad.

When he got off the plane, he saw the latest domestic reports.

The military police have arrested all officers involved in the federal army sex scandal, including three colonels.

The status of these people is very prominent, and the war has given them great honors and also given them a lot of benefits.

Among the 131 people captured, more than half were school officers, and these school officers are currently the backbone of the army.

The military claimed that they would go to a military court, but Gianna and Landa said that they needed to go to the Federal Supreme Court, not a military court.

Debate began again over which court to go to.

But this has a good effect on promoting events.

There are more than 20 victims who are willing to come forward, and this does not include some who are unwilling to come forward, or who are less severely abused and have already entered a new life.

The injuries that happened to Gianna are not the norm. In fact, most girls do not have tattoos except for a small amount of burns.

And Gianna and a few others were tattooed just because they were so beautiful!

Being beautiful is a good thing most of the time, but there are also times when it is easy to suffer...