Blackstone Code

In the clean and bright office, the sergeant was reading some mission reports.

Blackstone Security has established itself in the private military contracting industry, with employees located domestically and abroad.

After each military operation, the person in charge of the operation must write a report explaining what happened during the mission.

If there is something that requires their judgment, for example, if they think there is a danger and shoot to eliminate the danger in advance, they must explain why they make such a judgment and what the reasons are.

In short, this is a very boring job. I face reports like this every day. I watch some lives disappear after leaving a few lines of description in each report as if it were a joke. Life is not precious at all. Not heavy.

It's not even as heavy as a piece of paper!

The door to the office opened, and a blond girl poked her head in, making a phone call gesture.

"Sergeant, your phone number..."

The sergeant sitting in the office was wearing his least favorite formal attire, which was the norm in Blackstone Security's headquarters.

They are not on the front line. They don't need thick bullet-proof body armor, and they don't need to pull out their guns and shoot anyone at any time. They just need to make a cup of coffee and wait quietly for the day to pass.

He wasn't used to this kind of life at first, but once he got used to it, it didn't matter. What's more important was that he was about to become a father.

He has more time to stay at home. He doesn't know when he was so lucky. Now he and his wife are looking forward to the birth of a new life.

He also learned to smile.

At this time, he smiled and said thank you to his secretary, then picked up the phone and pressed the flashing green button on it.

Different institutions have different logos, and there are more than a dozen colored buttons on the three phones in front of Mr. President.

"Sergeant... Sir, this is... the Municipal Telegraph Office. I will convey Mr. Lynch's telegram now. When you are ready to record it, please let me know at any time..."

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After a while, the sergeant frowned and called other operations departments and told them the content of the call he received. In the end, everyone unanimously decided that the sergeant would personally supervise the mission.

Obviously, Mr. Lynch may have encountered some trouble. Mr. T should be Mr. Trueman. It seems that the trouble is not that small.

Less than fifteen minutes after the call, two teams of fourteen Blackstone security personnel, armed to the teeth, were on the bus to the station. They would rush to the port city and catch up with Lynch's cruise ship.

The sergeant also went together. He felt that this situation was very abnormal and something big was going to happen!

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After dinner, a girl who was in charge of the telegraph room on night duty came to her place of work.

In order to prevent any emergencies, the telegraph room is staffed at night, from nine o'clock in the evening to six o'clock the next morning. Nine hours of work is considered a very leisurely job in the Federation.

At least this job only requires paying attention to whether the needle on the telegram swings, and having some basic understanding of interpreting the content of the telegram.

Even if you don’t know how to do it, just call someone who knows.

It's six hundred yuan a month and the working hours are less than twenty days. This job is really great.

The female telegraph operator entered the telegraph room and closed the curtain. After confirming that no one was around, she immediately bent down and began to try to break the telegraph machine.

If these things are not damaged, the people on the ship can contact coastal cities at any time, which is a fatal threat to their plans.

After a night of fermentation, the atmosphere on the boat seemed to become less tense.

During breakfast, Lynch was sitting on the edge of the restaurant on the second floor. He didn't let Penny follow him. The girl also became extra sensible at this time. She didn't think about running around, but stayed in the cabin honestly. inside.

While eating breakfast and observing the changes around him, Lin Qi suddenly felt someone standing behind him.

He calmly picked up the fork... Many people think that it is more appropriate to pick up the knife at this time. In fact, this idea is wrong.

The tip of a table knife does not have the ability to cause great harm to the human body through clothes. Its function is to cut, and the cutting edge is on the blade.

It would be very useful to use it to slit someone's neck, but how many people can quickly and accurately use a table knife to destroy the enemy?

On the contrary, the dinner fork is more practical at this time. Its fork tip can easily pierce various fabrics and penetrate into people's skin. For example, the chest is a good choice.

If it is inserted into the ribs, the person can instantly lose the ability to attack. If it does not touch the ribs, then forcefully removing it can also make the person lose the ability to fight.

Or insert it into a person's waist and abdomen. A length of two to three centimeters can already damage internal organs in some specific areas, causing fatal effects.

It is also more convenient and smoother to insert it into people's necks than to cut people's necks with the blade of a table knife.

Lynch turned slightly sideways, glanced up quickly, and put down the fork in his hand again.

It was the young man he met at the casino yesterday. This guy gave him a seat. It was obvious that the other person wanted to chat with him.

"Mr. Lynch, we meet again."

Lynch picked up a napkin and wiped his hands, stood up and shook hands with the young man, then invited him to sit down, "You already know me, but I don't know you yet."

"My name is Sindel..."

"Mr. Lynch, I am very happy to talk to you. Before this, I learned a lot about you through other channels."

"Such as financial wars and so on. You are a very thoughtful person and a capable person. I have always been proud until I learned about those things about you."

Schindel's praise was very interesting. He did not hide his purpose and was not embarrassed at all. This just showed that he must be a successful person, or at least have a successful background.

If there is really someone with moral mysophobia, then this person will definitely not be able to succeed.

You can't exploit those workers, you can't take money from ordinary people's pockets, you can't evict them from their houses and litigate them to seize other people's houses. When will you become rich?

No moral bottom line and no shame, these are the foundations of success.

Lynch nodded slightly. People in the Federation like to admit the things they have done and their achievements. They don't know what humility is.

"Mr. Lynch, where do you think the current wave of development in the Federation is?"

Lin Qi opened his mouth and said, "In the field of scientific research..."

The two chatted for a while, and Schindel seemed to be very interested in what Lynch said. When Lynch proposed that "technology is the primary productive force," Schindel was as excited as an ape who saw a woman for the first time. .

What the hell kind of description is this? !

After breakfast, Lynch did not return to the cabin immediately, but walked around.

There were fewer crew members walking around the ship today, but the level of vigilance was tighter than before.

There will be at least two or three crew members guarding some necessary roads.

They seemed to be serving everyone anytime and anywhere, but in fact they were looking for enemies hidden in the crowd. Lynch even discovered that they all carried weapons with them, which was not a good sign.

They don't seem to be looking to resolve their current predicament through other means, such as seeking help.

Lynch can understand this. After all, one of the largest warlords in Marillo is standing behind him at all times. At the same time, they must also consider the impact it will have on the company if the federal police and military are involved.

They think they can solve the problem, but can they?

Lynch doesn't think so.

If they could solve it, they wouldn't be so nervous now, they must be in big trouble!

The girl immediately greeted her after returning to the cabin. Lynch kept telling her that nothing bad would happen, but she was still very nervous.

She didn't ask anything, just looked at Lin Qi.

Lynch clapped her hand, and the two walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, "The situation has not improved much. I walked around on the first and second floors. There may be undiscovered intruders on the ship. "

Penny asked a question at this time, "Why don't we tell the people on the boat about this?"

Lynch looked at her as if she was mentally retarded, "Tell who?"

"Anyone, I think we can't do nothing. It's too passive. We have to do something." Her mood was not quite right anymore.

This is also normal. If you are in a tense state for more than a day, you will eventually lose your patience and composure. It is actually good that she did not mess up on her own.

Lynch held her hand tightly and said, "Captain and the others already know and they are doing it."

"Telling other guests has no meaning other than causing greater panic. On the contrary, it may detonate the danger in advance."

"What's more important is that it is a listed company at all times, and there are so many influential and wealthy people on board, so even though the captain already knew there was a problem, he still did not choose to dock or let the federal military police intervene."

"Do you get me?"

Lynch's tone was light and not focused at all, but the words he spoke made Penny's heart sink.

"This involves tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of interests. They will never make a decision until the last minute."

"If you tell others, it will only make the current situation worse, and we will lose more initiative. Do you understand?"

He stroked the girl's hair to bring her some sense of security.

Now that the ship is admitting that there are dangers on the cruise ship, first of all, its ability will be questioned at every moment. If someone even got involved without even knowing it, its status in the Federation will plummet.

Secondly, so many influential rich people were invited by them to participate in the spring shopping event and were implicated in security. These rich people will definitely not do nothing. They may cancel the customized services at every moment.

In order to avoid huge losses, the top management at every moment and the warlords behind it may not be able to treat it calmly.

Whoever tries to break the current situation they are maintaining at this time will offend others.

They may even choose to let some people disappear in order to maintain the current situation.

At this moment, in the captain's cabin, the captain's face was so disgusting that people stayed away——

"Gentlemen, we have lost our ability to communicate with the outside world!"