Blackstone Code

A direct flight from Pengeo to Nagalir doesn’t take long and about four hours to Slem is enough.

At around one o'clock in the evening, the plane landed at the private airport, and there was already a car waiting for Lynch.

As soon as he got off the plane, he took a motorcade that came to greet him and went to the hospital in Slem.

The best hospital in the whole of Nagalir is in Sram.

Because the "customers" here are very wealthy, medical services can be sold at a high price.

Along the way, Lynch had already discovered that Slem at this time was somewhat different from the past. Police armed with weapons appeared in many neighborhoods.

There are not as many pedestrians on the road as before.

Police were mobilized across Slem after two leading politicians were shot.

People from the Bureau of Investigation have located the location of the shooting and discovered the weapon left behind by the murderer, a modified standard assault rifle.

Through some special channels, they have roughly identified several possible murderers and are wanted around the world.

Different murderers have different characteristics. Some murderers like to use poison, and they are specially made poisons that only they can prepare themselves.

Some murderers like to use cold weapons or have their own special way of killing.

There are also people, or many people, who also use thermal weapons, and they all use weapons with their own personal style and characteristics to complete tasks.

In addition to improving the recognition rate, this is actually a publicity method.

For people who hope to hire a killer to solve their troubles, the more famous the killer, the more likely they are to attract their attention.

At the same time, great fame also means higher fees!

On the other hand, weapons are heavy after all, especially guns. Unlike poison, they may be just a small glass bottle weighing a few grams.

Unlike the weapons of killers who use cold weapons, they are not only easy to carry, but also not very heavy.

The federal standard rifle currently in service weighs about seven pounds with an empty magazine and nearly eight pounds with a full magazine.

It is also large in size. Not only will the weight affect the speed of evacuation during evacuation, but the weapon can also easily expose itself.

Therefore, many killers who perform missions in the city often abandon their weapons at the first scene, unless their weapons are also customized, which are expensive and difficult to purchase.

Among the killers that have been recorded by the FBI, about five to six have used modified assault rifles to kill targets many times. This is different from the murders in the past because the people who died are different.

"Is the whole city blocked?"

The Blackstone Security field employee sitting in the front seat nodded in agreement, "All roads out of the city have been blocked. Now you can only go in, not out."

"And there are patrol cars constantly patrolling the wilderness around the city. If they leave off the road, it will be difficult for them not to be discovered by us."

"Now everyone's view is that this person must still be hiding in the city."

"There are more than four million tourists here. It is safer to hide here than to go outside."

This guess is very correct. If you blindly flee away now, you can't escape at all.

There is real wilderness and grassland outside, and Nagaril is still different from the Federation.

Federal militiamen clean up the environment around the city from time to time, killing coyotes and federal lions that may pose a danger to city residents.

This is Nagaril, where there are not only wolves, wild dogs, and lions in the wild, but also poisonous insects and snakes.

The wild is dangerous and difficult to hide, so Lynch also believes that the murderer is still hiding in the city.

"Have you searched other houses in the villa area?"

The field staff was stunned for a moment, "No..."

"Go and search. If he didn't escape after the assassination, but moved to a villa and hid again, you will miss him."

The field staff hesitated, "Mr. Lynch, there are many big shots living in the villa area. Let's do this..."

Lynch interrupted him, "Just say it was my order. Everyone must cooperate. If anyone doesn't cooperate, please contact me at any time."

Blackstone Security has high-power radio equipment to ensure calls anytime and anywhere.

The field staff sitting in the front row immediately began to contact the command center to arrange the work assigned by Lynch.

Vehicles passed by the edge of the city center, and the roads in the center of the city were basically under martial law. Police with guns could be seen everywhere, and investigators included employees of Blackstone Security.

Lynch didn't go to the city center, he just passed by. The hospital was on the other side.

At almost two o'clock, he arrived at the hospital.

First he looked at the former Conservative committee chairman, who was lying on a cold stainless steel bed.

The doctor told Lynch a little bit that the picture might be a bit shocking, but Lynch still needed to see it with his own eyes.

The zipper of the burial belt was opened, revealing the naked old man.

There were two bullet holes in his chest and waist and abdomen. The bullet holes had traces of being cut and then sutured. The bullets were removed when he was delivered.

The whole person is very pale, the chest is slightly collapsed, and there are obvious stitching marks.

In short, he looked very peaceful lying in the bag. There was no blood on his body, and he looked like he was asleep.

"The bullet hit his lungs and stomach. We immediately opened the window and tried to stop the bleeding, but we failed."

"He came too late and there was nothing we could do."

This is a clear shirking of responsibility.

Just like when the police station announces to the public that there are casualties in certain cases, they often say that they died because of "ineffective rescue efforts" and not because they died at the scene!

It seems like it's just a matter of wording, but in fact, it's a shirking of responsibility.

To say that someone died due to "ineffective resuscitation" is because of the incompetence of the doctors.

If we say "died on the spot", especially referring to innocent victims, people will consider why the police arrived at the scene so late, resulting in casualties.

As for doctors, they would not say that they were incapable of resuscitating the deceased, but simply that they "missed the best rescue time."

Look, now they are no longer responsible.

Who made this unfortunate guy come so late?

Lynch glanced at the doctor and said nothing. He just shook his head and asked him to pull the burial belt back on.

"Make him look better and see if there is any way to cover the stitched areas. We have to give him the most basic respect and let him leave with dignity."

The doctor understood what Lynch meant. There were bullet holes in his body and stitches left after opening the window. It was indeed not very nice to look at.

"I'll get something to hide all of this..."

Lin Qi nodded, as long as he understood what he meant, "Take me to see the other one."

The doctor quickly led Lynch to the outside of the intensive care unit. The doctor began to introduce him to the condition of the old man inside.

"His condition is better. The bullet deflected after hitting his ribs. Although his ribs punctured his lung, the blood loss was not large."

"On top of that his jaw was shattered and we tried our best to save his life but he lost his jaw forever."

Behind the glass window, the old man of the Progressive Party was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, as if he was dead, but in fact he was still asleep.

The anesthetic has not worn off yet, and it may not be until the morning that he wakes up naturally.

"He won't be able to speak anymore?"

From Lynch's angle, you can see that his entire face is wrapped in bandages, with a hint of bright red near his neck.

The doctor still habitually avoids responsibility. "If he can complete the rehabilitation training, he can still express the content through his voice."

But it will definitely be unclear. After all, if you lose your chin, many pronunciations will become unclear.

Lynch left many people responsible for the safety of the old man, and his current identity has become more and more special.

As the surviving one of the two, he not only represents himself, but also represents some of the influence of the deceased to a certain extent.

When he wakes up tomorrow, the entire federal political arena will be shaken by this incident!

After leaving the hospital, Lynch went to Catherine's house and met her and the professor.

It's obviously not easy for either of them. If something happens to these two heavyweight old guys here, both Catherine and the professor may be affected.

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lynch, and her tense nerves relaxed.

"Thank God you're here!"

Lynch hugged her and shook the professor's hand.

"I've already gone to the hospital to see them. What happened before?"

No one knows what happened before the gunfire rang out. Even at this moment, they are not completely sure who the murderer is trying to kill!

Because the dead guy is from the Conservative Party, and the living guy is from the Progressive Party.

Catherine didn't know much, but the professor knew a little.

"He said that Gladstone has been acting strangely recently, and he was worried that that guy might do something outrageous, so he called Mr.... (the old Conservative man) over."

"The Conservative committee chair has been elected and he still has some influence over their committee chair."

"Some of the power of the Conservative Party could be harnessed to hasten Gladstone's ouster, and that's what they're talking about."

Lynch continued, "Then the shooting happened."

"Who do you think is most likely to be behind the scenes?" Lynch asked.

The professor hesitated for a moment, "If I had to guess, I think it would be Gladstone. He is the most suspect and the most likely to do this."

Lynch walked to the telephone, picked up the phone, and dialed Senator Langdon's number.

It took about more than a minute before the call was connected.

"Did you hear that?"

"heard!"

For such a big thing, less than twenty minutes after it happened, the entire federal political arena knew about it.

"Releasing some news, pointing the finger at Gladstone, making the conflict between him and the old man public, and letting people guess."

Senator Langdon suddenly asked, "I heard... they are all being rescued?"

“… Mr. (old man from the Conservative Party) has returned to the embrace of God, Mr. (old man from the Progressive Party) has survived, and this news can be revealed!”