Blackstone Code

0049 Everyone is here, let's start the meeting!

Lynch sat in the office looking at the unchanging scenery outside the window. Apart from the industrial forklifts going back and forth outside the warehouse area, there were only some "blue straps".

The so-called "blue straps" are some people who work part-time in the warehouse area. They do not have stable jobs and income, but they need to support themselves and even their families.

The age of these people is at least thirty-seven or eight years old. They have no foundation to learn certain survival skills, no time, no energy, and no brain power.

They can only exchange their physical strength for meager income here. Not everyone who rents a warehouse can afford to buy a forklift, or rent a forklift, and not all goods are suitable for a forklift. This gives these people living space.

The office door rang suddenly, Lynch shouted "Come in", and Vera stood by the door awkwardly for a few seconds before stepping into the room.

She wasn't very used to being alone with Lynch in a relatively closed environment, which would make people think wildly, whether it was good or bad.

She didn't know what to do with her hands, she held the elbow of the other arm with one hand, and stroked the hair next to her ear with the other hand, "When I was standing at the door just now, I noticed that someone was watching us. "

Lynch raised his eyebrows, he turned around and stood up, walked to the window and took a look outside, and he found the "those people" that Vera mentioned.

It also reminded him of the first time he met Mr. Fox, the reason why he was sure he was not working for the federal government.

The people outside were wearing formal clothes, sunglasses, and pomade all over their heads, giving people the feeling that they would take out their certificates and badges at any time. You must know that the daytime temperature in Sabine City is already close to 30 degrees. , wearing long sleeves will feel a little stuffy, and these people...

He looked away. Law enforcement agencies are never stupid. If they were, there wouldn't be so many criminals caught by them.

The unscrupulous monitoring of these people is more like a warning, warning Lynch not to mess around, and at the same time exerting a kind of psychological pressure, waiting for him to make mistakes.

The FBI's law enforcement power has been criticized, especially the excessive power of improvisation. According to the current regulations and laws, when the FBI believes that a person may be involved in a crime, in the process of asking the other party to cooperate with the investigation, or In the process of monitoring the other party, if the target person suddenly makes a dangerous move, such as hurting others, hurting himself, or trying to escape, the detective in charge of the relevant action can immediately implement the first arrest, and then search for evidence and apply for an arrest warrant .

Lynch is only a twenty-year-old young man. If he can be forced to escape, those people outside don't even need the headquarters to inform them of their actions, they can directly arrest Lynch and take him back.

Of course, this is only part of the reason.

"You go back first, there will be some dangers here." Lynch took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Recently, he used his brain a lot, and couldn't help but want to find something when he was thinking as an emotional aid.

When the human brain is active, emotions will also fluctuate accordingly, but such fluctuations are the most feared by rational thinking. Whether it is excitement or irritability, there is not much meaning and value for thinking itself.

One cigarette can solve these problems and separate thinking and emotions.

He lit one and looked at Vera, "They won't hurt you, you can go back at ease, when you come back to work, wait for my call!"

Vera wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just nodded and began to pack her things, and left. Just as she was about to leave, Lynch who came out of the back room pointed to the garbage bag in the room, " Please take the trash away by the way."

Watching Vera go out, Lynch smoked a cigarette and closed the door of the warehouse. He picked up the phone and dialed Nai Wanwan, "I want to call the police... Yes, I found someone watching me... No, it's not mine." Illusion, they are right outside the door... yes... my address is..." After giving his address, he hung up the phone, thinking about something slowly.

He had already removed the bulb of the ultraviolet lamp, smashed it together with several other ordinary bulbs, and entrusted Vera to take it out.

Chemical cleaners were also poured into the sewers, which is a common thing in the warehouse area, and there is nothing worth noting.

After thinking about it and not finding too many mistakes, he sat on the table next to the warehouse door, smoking a cigarette, and waiting for the police to arrive.

From the beginning, he knew that these people would eventually do something, and of course he took care of everything. From the current point of view, his business may have a little problem, but overall he is innocent.

What is not prohibited by law is not necessarily legal, but it is also not necessarily illegal. This is a blurred line. It is precisely because of such a line that many new laws are introduced every year.

Calling the police is just to prevent those outside from forging evidence from certain aspects. During this period of time, he is also constantly learning about the world. The Federal Taxation Service is not always a sunny department—he still doesn’t know what is happening outside the door. The one actually belonged to the FBI, but his caution was key.

In some information centers that Lynch has learned, the federal tax bureau's methods of solving cases are somewhat unclean. They will encourage certain people to come forward and report and grant pardons. information.

There are too many things that can be manipulated here. Apart from these, Lynch also believes that they will forge evidence, especially now that the public opinion in the entire Federation is still fermenting. In order to reverse the situation, it is acceptable to make appropriate perjury.

So he called the police. The police and the Federal Taxation Service are not in the same system. There is also some invisible competition between them. With them, the whole "process" will be a little fairer.

A few minutes later, the guy in charge of tracking Lynch stared dumbfounded at the two police cars parked outside the warehouse. Several of them found him when they got out of the car, and walked towards him with their weapons drawn. He reported the situation on the short-range radio while walking towards several policemen.

At the same time, Lynch in the warehouse looked out of the window. The guy who seemed to be working for the federal government raised his hands, holding his ID card in his hand. He looked away and met with two people who were taking notes. The policeman gave a signal, and the two policemen also went to the window to have a look, and one of them went out to check the situation.

About a minute later, the two Bureau of Investigation agents entered Lynch's office together with the police. It was only at this time that Lynch realized that these people were not from the tax bureau, but from the FBI, and that they were not here to follow Yes, at least not just to follow.

Due to the sudden intervention of a third-party force, that is, the police, the arrest operation... If you say it was destroyed, the person was there and didn't run away, but if you say it wasn't destroyed, it seems a bit wrong.

The detectives immediately reported the situation here to the action team who was in charge of collecting evidence at Shengrong's side. The action team leader made a decisive decision and asked Lynch to be brought to the bank as well, on the grounds that he would cooperate with the investigation.

Who to investigate?

Definitely investigate Mr. Fox, the crime is money laundering.

This decision can be said to be very decisive. Bringing Lynch will add more psychological pressure to Mr. Fox and his group, making them feel like they have been wiped out.

In such an environment, perhaps they originally planned to resist desperately for a period of time, but now they will choose to give up resistance under pressure.

Not long after, Lynch came to Shengrong Bank from the warehouse area in a special car, and appeared in Mr. Fox's sight, even earlier than Mr. Fox's lawyer.

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