Blackstone Code

"What's going on? Why did the police find you?"

Sanchez glanced sideways at his uncle, the president, and left the room with the phone in hand.

Standing in the corridor, listening to the report of his men, his temples bulged, which was one of the signs that his emotions were about to explode.

He arranged for his men to arrest all the president's family members, and in order not to affect others, he even sent them to the cellar of the villa.

That cellar is used to store various alcoholic beverages. This kind of cellar is not just about digging a room in the lower part, but also takes into account the issue of constant temperature, so it is a multi-layered cellar.

If you shoot in a cellar, let alone hear the gunshots outside, even if you drop a bomb inside, you will only hear a slight muffled sound outside.

At the same time, it is also very convenient to dispose of corpses in that place. As long as the corpses are thrown into the wine barrel and sealed, no one knows whether those people are dead or missing without anyone going to get the wine.

But unfortunately, the police came to the door now, which made Sanchez have to wonder whether his men had done something they shouldn't have done and alerted the federal police.

The feedback on the other end of the phone was prompt. They didn't do anything, but the police came anyway.

Once entangled in a firefight, want to leave?

That is purely a dream, the police support will only increase, and militiamen and troops from the security zone may even be used.

After all, this is Bupain, the heart of the Federation!

Sanchez took a few steps back and forth with a headache, "Get out of there as soon as possible, find a way to leave, don't get entangled with them!"

As he said that, he hung up the phone. He didn't want to hear these people's voices again.

There was no anger on Sanchez's calm face, only some boredom. He took a few steps back and forth, slammed the phone to the ground, and then returned to the interrogation room.

He strode up to the president and grabbed his clothes, "Did you already know that these things would happen?"

The CEO's expression was very strange, as if he was smiling, but upon closer inspection, it was not the case.

"I didn't know what was going to happen, but it looks like it did..."

The appearance of the police gave Sanchez too much passivity. Just when he was about to work harder, his men broke into the room and said, "Colonel, the police are coming."

Colonel was Sanchez's military rank when he was in Marillo. As the eldest son of a warlord, he had lived for so long without dying from various accidents, and he had accumulated enough meritorious service.

The colonel is the highest military rank in the current warlord system besides the general himself.

Sanchez looked back at his subordinates, then at Mr. President, then turned and left.

No matter who is creating this situation, whether it is his uncle, Mr. President, or someone else, he cannot take Mr. President away from here.

Once the police found Mr. President in his car, he couldn't leave.

At this time, he understood what the president said, what he did wrong, and he committed a crime.

This is also one of the residences of Mr. President, so it is normal for the police to come looking for him.

Sanchez left quickly. They walked in front, and the police found the place behind them. They even passed cars on the road.

Soon, a piece of news began to circulate in Bupen. The president of Shishi was kidnapped and severely tortured. His family also suffered an accident, leaving him alone——

The first half of the sentence sounds really miserable, but the second half sounds like a good thing?

The wealthy people in Bupen have to cede hundreds of millions of assets to their significant other every year due to divorce cases. If most of the wealthy people were not brave enough, they would have hired killers to kill their wives.

Of course, this is just a small episode, and people are still concerned about how Mr. President is treated.

Some wealthy people immediately spoke out, hoping that the police would crack down on the case, catch the perpetrators as soon as possible, and let them receive the punishment they deserve.

Mr. President was also sent to the hospital to receive the best treatment, but his condition was not very good.

"The arm problem can still be recovered, and we have ways to deal with some trauma on the body, but..." The doctor in the ward lowered his head and confirmed the report again, "We can't do anything about your balls. ”

"It was taken too long. We checked your bag and the severed tissue has shrunk, and your balls were removed..."

"They're broken."

When the doctor said these words, he felt a slight pain in his lower body. This son of a bitch kidnapper really has no humanity.

Not only did he kill the CEO's entire family, but he also lost his ability to have children, which also meant that he could no longer have offspring.

All his wealth has no heirs!

Oh, I think I heard that he has a nephew or something. What a lucky guy.

The doctor who is lamenting the fickleness of life's destiny and lamenting the good luck of the CEO's nephew will definitely not believe that the CEO's nephew did all this.

The CEO looked at the doctor expressionlessly. The doctor looked embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.

"In addition, you have... a large area of ​​electrical injury down there. I will prescribe you a sufficient dose of painkillers. After the edema is over, most functions may be restored."

"I'm not sure if you need steroids..."

Mr. President’s lips moved, “Get out!”

"I don't want to do it again, get out!"

He grabbed the pillow and threw it towards the doctor. The doctor made a concession gesture and left the room.

He was not angry at all, for the sake of money. At the same time, he thought that this might be related to the hormone imbalance in the CEO's body. He would become more emotional because the hormone balance in his body was disrupted.

In short, whatever rich people do is worthy of forgiveness, because they have money.

The CEO lying on the bed sighed heavily. He survived. This was the only good news.

As for family... In fact, he still has it. Ever since his brother killed the first comrade who started with them, he has been paying attention to it.

It doesn't matter if the balls are gone, the function of the other little guy is still there, he can still enjoy happiness, that's enough.

It doesn't matter even if all the children are gone, as long as he still has money, there will be countless people in the world who want to call him daddy.

He is considering how to respond to an official investigation.

Just then, the door opened.

The CEO couldn't restrain the anger surging in his body at all, and almost yelled, "I said, get out, don't disturb me."

After the door opened, Lynch stood at the door, "This is definitely not what you said to me."

The CEO was stunned for a moment and tried to struggle to sit up, but his lower limbs were injured too seriously.

The long-term intermittent electric shocks caused severe edema in his lower limbs. Coupled with various wounds, it was not easy for him to sit up.

"Of course not, Mr. Lynch, I thought it was the doctors and nurses."

He said with some curiosity, "How...how did you get in? When I came here, I was surrounded by people from the Investigation Bureau."

"I said we were friends and what you need most right now is a friend, so they let me in."

Lynch didn't tell the truth. He just showed his credentials as a special adviser to the Security Council, and the FBI let him in.

Although from a certain perspective, a special consultant is almost a temporary worker, a consultant is a consultant and his level is not low.

Mr. President knew that Lynch was not telling the truth, and he also knew that only a fool would expose this issue. "Please sit down quickly, Mr. Lynch. Please forgive me for not being able to get up to greet you."

Lin Qi walked to the bedside. He placed a flower that came from the door of another ward on the bedside table and sat next to it.

"Does what happened to you have anything to do with Mr. Sanchez?"

Even though he knew this was the truth, he still asked.

The president didn't hide it, nodded and said, "That's true. He wanted the stocks in my hands and forced me to sign those transfer agreements, but I didn't do that."

"They...they just killed my family!"

Suddenly, the CEO's eyes turned red, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"I was also very shocked when I heard the news. If there is anything I can do to help you, please tell me in time!" Lynch appropriately showed his kind and compassionate side.

But then, he added, "Actually, all the problems are concentrated on one point, and that is the shares in your hand..."

The CEO, who was about to cry, suddenly became alert, and the tears that had been brewing were sucked back by his tear ducts, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Lynch."

Lynch crossed his legs and naturally crossed his hands on his lap. "What I mean is that maybe you can transfer some of your shares to me, so that I can share some risks for you."

"Look at how you look now, I don't think you can stand the torture a second time."

The CEO was greeting Lin Qi in turn with a lot of swear words. His expression was changing, weighing the pros and cons.

Lynch came up with this idea at this time, and it was definitely not a sudden idea.

Having just experienced multiple injuries, Mr. President needs to seriously consider this issue.

Seeing the silence of Mr. CEO, Lynch continued in a calm tone that sounded like a casual chat, "This is the core of the problem. As long as the shares are with you, you will never be able to get rid of these nightmares."

"But I can help you..."

The CEO retorted not very vigorously, "If every moment's shares fall into your hands, my brother will no longer supply tobacco to you, and they may support a company again."

"This is why you are still injured!" Lynch raised his hand and pointed at Mr. President rudely, "You are still so naive."

"If he doesn't want to supply, find someone who is willing to supply. There are so many people in Marillo, I believe there will be people who are willing to kneel down in front of me for Sol!"