Blackstone Code

Some people like wealth, some people like power. In fact, these things all have something in common, which is privilege.

Lynch is not only rich, but now he has a bit of power as a special adviser to the Federal National Security Council.

There are two situations for this special consultant in the Security Committee. One is under-allocation. Some unstable factors, such as alcoholism, such as taking psychotropic drugs, such as their family background make them not qualified to join the security committee as official personnel, so they cannot really become the security committee's agents.

But the security committee needs them again, so they will be given the title of special adviser.

They will have almost the same powers and obligations as the special agents of the security committee, so as to avoid certain audit issues and take advantage of their personal abilities.

The agents of the Security Committee do not like these people from the bottom of their hearts, because the existence of these people will make the agents of the Security Committee feel unhappy. It is precisely because of their incompetence that these special advisors are there.

The existence of special counsel has denied the ability of many secret agents to work.

The other is high-profile, like Lynch who has money, status and prestige. Their role in the security committee is not to compete with those secret agents. They may really be just "consultants", so the secret agents I don't have any dislike for these high-profile consultants, and I even enjoy acting with them.

At least they come and go in luxurious hotels and manors, where they enjoy delicacies and high-priced wines, which is more enjoyable than drinking ninety-nine cents a bottle of wine in those small hotels that cost more than ten yuan a night.

When Lynch came to the capital, found the branch of the Security Committee, and asked them to help find Richard's whereabouts, these people showed great enthusiasm, and soon Richard's activity track appeared in people's sight.

his car!

The mounted police saw his car, and then conducted an investigation around a certain area. It took Lynch just over an hour to lock on Richard. This is probably the abuse of public resources that some people say.

Lynch didn't find him right away, but went to a local company. When he appeared, many people were dumbfounded.

It is impossible for any department with a problem to have only one moth, or when there is only one moth, the department's problems will not be discovered by other people, and no one will even notice the problem.

When Vera in Sabine City noticed that there was a problem with the money back here, it meant that there might be some problems in the entire department.

Richard couldn't escape, so Lynch took the first step from Richard's men.

Compared with Richard, these young people confessed without resisting for too long.

In fact, the problem here is no longer just a problem that Richard put into his pocket during the transaction process, but involves more problems.

For example, some female marketers also have their own small groups. In the weekly auction meeting, whoever has the largest transaction amount will spend the Spring Festival with him.

This method of using the body as a means of thanking Chi Guoguo for asking customers to bid has seriously violated federal moral standards and hurt the company's image.

Some people may think, since this is the case, why not do it more thoroughly and go out to do a recruiting or something, and this is precisely the contradiction in human nature.

Those girls can tolerate sleeping with clients for work, but they can't bear sleeping with strangers for money, even if the former's ultimate goal is money.

After a series of pressing questions, Lynch probably figured out something, and then he appeared here.

"Come on, sit down, let's chat and play two cards by the way..."

Lynch's voice made Richard unable to resist. He didn't know how to describe this feeling. When a person who doesn't follow the rules meets someone who can control his destiny, he will often reveal his fragile nature.

Richard moved with heavy steps, and walked across from Lynch, he squeezed out a smile, "Boss, why didn't you notify me when you came, I should let me pick you up."

Lynch glanced up at him, shook his head, and didn't say anything. After he raised his hand falsely to let Richard sit down, he reached out to Richard with a deck of cards in his hand, "Cut the cards."

Richard hesitated for a moment, but obediently picked up a stack and gently placed it on the table.

Lynch began to deal the cards quickly, and Richard was a little surprised, because Lynch dealt the cards very skillfully.

It took only a few seconds for the two of them to deal their cards. Lynch didn't look at the cards on his table, but looked at Richard, "I've figured out some things that happened here, you were the first Those who follow me, I am very soft-hearted, I will give you a chance."

He said and stretched out three fingers, "We bet three rounds, as long as you can beat me once, any time, I will let you go..."

He had been looking at Richard, and a desire to survive suddenly rose in Richard's eyes!

Yes, although Lynch didn't say how he would deal with him, what rose in his eyes was the desire to survive.

"But if you lose..." Lynch got a half-foot-long sharp dagger from nowhere, and thrust it on the table, between the two of them. Richard's whole body trembled violently.

"You took so much money from me, you have to give me an explanation, right?" Lynch straightened his clothes and sat back again.

Richard swallowed, and nodded in fear.

"Very well, we will use the way you played before to decide your result!"

This game is almost the same as a game Lynch knew before. What's more interesting is that when he was in the small room, he knew a guy who claimed to be the king of gambling. That guy only had four fingers on both hands, but still Everyone in the small gambling room couldn't lift their heads up at the gaming table.

You know he cheated, and even how he cheated, but you just can't catch the moment when he cheats.

There are many people who want to see the demeanor of the gambler and sit with him. Except for losing all the cigarettes and big bills on his body every time, they can't solve anything at all. famous people.

Lynch had talked with him, and in that kind of place, everyone had plenty of time, was empty, and was bored. He asked the gambling king for advice, and the gambling king asked him why he wanted to learn.

He thought about it for a while before telling the gambling king what he thought.

Not to win other people's money, but to not be cheated of his own money by others, so the gambling king gave him some small tricks.

In the eyes of the gambling king, these tricks are just small tricks, but in the eyes of laymen, they are miracles!

"Let's play the cards..."

Lynch casually flipped through the cards on the deck, and the three largest cards formed the biggest combination, and it was also the only combination. No card type could be bigger than the cards in Lynch's hand.

He looked at Richard blankly, not even wanting to look at the opponent's cards, "You lose, come again!"

He took back the cards in front of Richard and inserted them into the queue together with his own. The cards were shuffled, cut, and the marks made by his little finger and thumb ensured that the card he wanted was either at the bottom or at the bottom every time. above.

Dealing cards, flopping cards, almost in one go.

It's the same card type again, and it's the biggest one, there's no chance to even resist!

"You lost again, you only have one chance!" Lynch said as he turned over the cards in front of him, picked up Richard's cards, and piled them together for shuffling.

At this moment, Richard suddenly said, "I'll do the washing, and I'll do the hair!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, Lynch let go of his hand, a whole deck of cards was on the table, he tilted his head slightly, "Yes!"

A word, a word, hit Richard's chest like a cannonball. Lynch's simple and straightforward words revealed a kind of confidence that he could understand, as well as a mockery of his overreaching.

He began to sweat, and the flickering cold light of the dagger on the table made him fearful. While wiping his sweat, he clumsily shuffled and dealt the cards.

This was related to his fate, and he dared not be careless, but when the card was in Lynch's hands, he turned it over, and it was the biggest card again. Richard, who was about to look at his own card, was stunned.

In fact, what he thinks now is not why Lynch can win him, but why he keeps losing!

Someone cheated, and Lynch told him in this way, as long as there is enough profit and enough technology, cheating in this level of poker is as easy as eating and drinking, he was designed!

But at this time, don’t worry about whether others have designed who or not, no one can force others to change their minds, all traps are passive, if the people caught in the trap do not covet the bait in the trap, they will not be fooled!

Richard pursed his lips, and pulled out the dagger stuck on the table. Beads of sweat dripped down his face, along his temples, cheeks, and chin, and finally dripped onto the gaming table.

"Mr. Lynch..."

"A finger, which hand, which one, I don't care, this is a lesson for you..."

It was revealed between the lines that this was just a punishment, not a final judgment. Richard's expression flashed a trace of joy for the rest of his life, followed by determination.

He pressed the little finger of his left hand against the edge of the gaming table, and held a dagger in his right hand. The blade of the dagger was pressed against the root of his little finger. The sharp edge had already cut the skin, and traces of bright red blood were on the snow-white blade and white Between the skin is very prominent.

His body was trembling, he seemed to be giving himself strength, his breathing became short of breath, his chest heaved, his whole body tensed up suddenly, his right shoulder was obviously raised, and then fell down suddenly!

Boom!

After passing through the obstruction of the bone, the blade finally cut through the bone and landed on the table with a bang.

This sound is not as violent as chop, but it also makes people's teeth sore.

Blood quickly overflowed from the wound, Richard pinched the wound quickly, looked at Lynch with a pale face, "Mr. Lynch..."

Lynch nodded slightly and stood up, "At least you proved that you are not a coward, Richard, I will see you at the company tomorrow morning."

"Now, you can walk away with your fingers!"

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