Blackstone Code

The luxurious rooms are filled with gold and silver, especially gold, which is the most common element here.

Several guys who looked like big shots were sitting in the middle of the room, enjoying everything here.

Good food, good wine, beautiful people, everything.

Wine worth thousands of dollars can be seen everywhere here, and the air is filled with the fragrance of wine.

A gentleman picked up a lamb chop and took a bite, chewing on the fattest part.

These are all small lambs, so they will not grow very big. When they grow large, the meat quality will change. It will not be as soft, fine, and less fishy as it is now.

He just took one bite, ate the best part, and threw the rest into the trash can.

He can afford to squander.

As a vested interest group, all his happiness is based on the unhappiness of others.

In fact, sometimes it may not be painful. Capitalists have spent a long time making people accept the concept that "labor can generate wealth", which is not necessarily false.

An ordinary person at the bottom, without any background or savings, will not gain any wealth in this life if he does not work.

Therefore, pain is inevitable.

In essence, there is no difference between working for a capitalist and working for an idealist.

Capitalists will even consider maintenance labor costs and give workers better treatment than idealists.

After all, capitalists only talk about money with workers, but idealists talk about ideals with workers.

Some naked girls were sitting on their knees on the periphery. The word naked was a bit inappropriate for the situation at this time, because they were actually wearing clothes.

Jewelry that looks religious, including waist chains, anklets, and some paintings on the body.

They are girls chosen to serve the gods.

Sometimes people may also have some questions. The aesthetics of gods seem to be similar to that of humans, which is strange.

Most of the time, God is always interested in people's souls. In many fables and religious stories, God always tells the world that the real beauty is the beauty of the soul, and that it should care about a person's inside, not the outside.

But when God and those who represent Him choose girls, they only seem to care about the outside.

But...who cares?

The atmosphere in the room was a little weird. After several people chatted for a while, one of them lowered his voice and said, "Recently, that detective has been chasing after us. He is getting closer and closer to us. I am a little worried. "

He looked at the others, "If we are dug out, things will be very bad."

Another lean middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties and had gray hair seemed very unconcerned, "Then kill him."

"Kill him?" The guy who spoke first seemed a little hesitant, "He was sent here from the headquarters, and he might have been sent here by Lynch."

When the name was mentioned, the arrogant expressions of others finally calmed down a lot.

They have been organizing various evil sects in major refuges. The reason for doing so is on the one hand for ultimate enjoyment, and on the other hand, for eternal life!

They were told that as long as they offered sacrifices at regular intervals, divine grace would come down to them.

If they can resist wealth and enjoyment, after all, as a privileged class, they already have these, but in the face of eternal life, it is difficult for them to resist.

They supported one religion after another, large and small, to realize their plan. As a result, an accident occurred at a certain link, and the head office began to intervene in the investigation.

I thought this was just a formality, but what I didn't expect was that the detective was getting closer and closer to the truth.

This made them feel a little uneasy. The uneasiness was definitely not because of a detective, but the person behind the detective.

"Maybe we can find another way to find someone to talk to him and bribe him."

"Money, power, women, treasure, whatever he wants, give it to him!"

"I don't believe that there is no one in this world that cannot be bought. If there is, it can only be said that our price cannot impress him."

The first speaker asked again, "What if he doesn't accept this?"

"He doesn't care about money, power, women, treasures, etc. He just wants the truth. What should I do?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man's eyes flickered, "Then let him join us. He may not care about these things, but I believe he will care about eternal life."

"No one can say no to this!"

Everyone bowed their heads slightly and fell into silence. At first, they were also resistant to these things.

A group of people must be sacrificed every once in a while, which obviously touches the bottom line of the head office, but eternal life is too attractive!

These people are just members of the privileged class. They are not the ruling class. Although they are powerful, they do not have enough exposure to the real life sciences.

They are not qualified to obtain eternal life, so they are particularly interested in this method of obtaining strength and eternal life through sacrifice.

Who doesn’t want to live well?

Who doesn’t want to live a long life?

The more powerful you are, the more you fear death.

To ordinary people, death is just an extremely common word. Most of the time, they don't even have any fear of this word.

Only at the last moment.

If ordinary people talk about death, it is like holding in shit. Only when it cannot be held in and sharp corners appear, will it make people restless.

So when these people, the privileged class, talk about death, they feel like they are having a stomachache and have an upset stomach. They don't dare to hold it in. They get scared when it comes to death because they don't know if they can hold it in.

They are reluctant to part with everything they enjoy now, the wealth and power in their hands, and they want to live longer.

Since the company won't give them a chance, why not fight for it yourself?

Using oneself to save others, they felt that the detective should not be able to resist this. After all, he was just an ordinary member of this social system, and he was not qualified for eternal life.

"Try it!"

A person who had been silent all this time made his final decision, "Maybe it will be different if you give it a try. If he refuses anything, then kill him and do it more naturally."

After talking about this serious matter, they started eating, drinking and having fun again...

At this moment, the detective is studying some information in his hand. In fact, this case is not too complicated.

The reason for not reporting it must be this case, so why can't it be reported? Even after killing all the cultists, why do we still choose to cover it up?

The only possibility is that this evil sect itself is just something in front of the stage, and there is a mastermind behind the scenes, and this person is qualified to influence the armed forces of the sanctuary.

People with such ability don't need to check the middle and lower levels of society at all, they can just target the upper levels of the shelter.

There are millions of people in a shelter. If we calculate that there are only one percent of the people in the upper level, then the upper level of this shelter actually only has tens of thousands of people.

But the tens of thousands of people are obviously not all the ruling class. After excluding some of them who do not have this influence, and then draw a circle, you will soon have a rough outline.

He has already grabbed some clues, thanks to the personal file system of Global Communications. All the financial flows and even call records of these evil believers and their so-called "god's spokesmen" are saved in the personal files.

He has already gotten a lot of direction from the flow of funds. Some of the purchase records seem to be ordinary, but the shelter's supplies are always tight.

Sometimes it doesn’t mean you have money, you can definitely buy something.

Only when you have indicators in hand can you purchase some materials, such as...gold.

At this time, his mind was spinning at a high speed, and this feeling gave him a very enjoyable feeling of ecstasy.

Some people like to get this kind of pleasure through grimace mushrooms, some like to get this kind of pleasure through some special medicines, some like to do it by themselves or with others, but he gets it by chasing the truth.

At this moment, his armband suddenly rang, which startled him.

His pounding heartbeat made him feel uncomfortable for a moment, but he soon got better.

An unfamiliar call request was made. He hesitated and answered the call.

Ordinary people don't have his contact information, and those who have his contact information are not ordinary people.

"Is it... sir?"

"it's me."

"I have some clues and want to talk to you privately."

"Can't we communicate online?"

"Not safe..."

The detective thought for a while and agreed, "Give me an address."

More than ten minutes later, he arrived at the appointed place, a park.

There is a small lake in the park, but no one swims here, and there is electricity in the water.

The electric shock won't kill you, but it will cause a lot of pain, so everyone consciously abides by the rules and doesn't swim in the water.

In a corner where no one often passes by, the two met.

The detective had never seen this person in his memory. After a simple exchange, the two sat on a bench.

"You know the case I'm handling." The detective spoke first.

The whistleblower nodded, "This case involves some big shots in this shelter."

The detective immediately knew that this man must know something, and he asked, "What are you going to tell me?"

The whistleblower lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up at him, "Can we stop here?"

Seeing the confusion on the detective's face, he continued, "You know better than me how complicated this case is. Now someone has asked me to talk to you. Can we stop here."

"They will give you a scapegoat and help you solve all the evidence problems so that you can deal with the company."

"That's it for now, and they won't continue to do such stupid things."

"You solved the case, and they learned a lesson. Everyone got what they wanted, what do you think?"

"If you can agree, you can set a price, any terms will do."