Blackstone Code

The busy day was finally over. Mr. Lin sat in the living room and took a rest. The reporters on the TV station said nonsense and the ridiculous faces of the politicians turned the TV show into a comedy.

At this moment, the beautiful agents of the Security Committee suddenly walked out from the corner of the living room. Both of them had guns in their hands and turned on the safety.

Austin quickly pulled out a body armor from under the sofa and asked Lynch to put it on.

Lin Qi obeyed and asked calmly while wearing a body armor, "Is someone coming?"

Austin nodded solemnly, "Just now the community service company said that the smoke alarm of a vacant house went off..."

She said, helping Lynch adjust his body armor, "This is definitely not a false alarm. Someone is planning to use this method to attract the attention of the guards. Their target is probably you."

"This is my first time wearing a bulletproof vest, and I hope it's the last time." Lynch said casually, but Austin didn't understand the deeper meaning of this sentence.

She continued to talk about what she knew, "The Security Committee sent two agents to check, and there will be news soon..."

The sound of gunshots in the distance made Austin suddenly nervous. She quickly pulled out the pistol in her holster and stood in front of Lynch.

If that was just a decoy to get people's attention, there shouldn't have been gunshots.

The sound of gunshots meant that there might have been a fight, which was inconsistent with their previous judgment.

Lynch saw Austin blocking in front of him so nervously, and he said softly, "Actually, I'm very safe."

Austin ignored him, maybe because he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, or maybe because he thought Lynch was too careless.

In fact, what Lynch expressed is very accurate. He is not in danger because those stocks are now in his hands.

This is the Federation, and anyone who wants to do anything here must follow the rules of the Federation, whether it is within the rules or outside the rules.

As long as their goal is always on those stocks, then they can't let Lynch have an accident!

Once something happens to Lynch, they may never get those stocks back.

The reason is simple. Lynch has long been separated from the family and lives independently, and both Sierra and Nell have been divorced. In a sense, these two people are not influential in inheriting Lynch's estate. one party.

On the contrary, Lynch's legacy is more likely to be established by the capitalists in the company he founded, establishing various foundations in his name, and then looking for some of his unfulfilled wishes.

For example, subsidizing the poor to go to school and the like, ideas with great sentiments are used as the goals of the foundation's operations, so as to achieve the purpose of misappropriating Lynch's wealth in a reasonable and legal way.

When they feel that the time is right, they will end the operation of the foundation directly on the grounds of poor operation and bankruptcy, and no one will pay attention to where the money went or whose pocket it went into.

What if someone wants to fight for these inheritances?

Those capitalists will definitely try to solve the person who caused the problem for this money and astronomical wealth.

So Lynch is actually quite safe. No one would be stupid enough to shoot him at this time, especially the dangerous man Sanchez.

At this time, Sanchez, who seemed dangerous but was actually unlucky, was already lurking in the bushes in the backyard of the villa. He was facing a result that he was unwilling to admit. His infiltration operation failed.

What he faced was not an ordinary rich man or the security level of an ordinary rich man. The agents carrying the latest rifles on the roof of the villa and the balcony on the second floor were enough to make his scalp numb. What was even more frightening was that the huge searchlights made the entire yard look worse than it was during the day. Even brighter.

Let alone a person who sneakily climbed over the fence, crossed the court and swimming pool, and then crawled along the turf twenty meters before approaching the house. The moment he stood up, a bullet might penetrate his head.

These protective forces did not waver at all because of the smoke alarm in another house. They did not even pay attention to what was happening in the distance.

Damn it!

At this time, Sanchez suddenly felt that he had made a stupid decision by jumping out of the car to find Lynch, but at the same time, there was no other way.

Once he is sent back to Marillo, his father will absolutely take away all his power because he screwed up this thing, he will be excluded from the center of power, and his brother and sister will not let him go. .

It is very likely that these younger brothers and sisters who usually appear to be well-behaved and sensible will secretly kill their father before he regrets it in order to prevent their father from regretting it in the future.

The competition between brothers and sisters has started from a long time ago. As the number of adult brothers and sisters becomes fewer and fewer, everyone has an idea in their mind.

The last one left must be the heir.

There is no tenderness in the world of warlords. Anyone is a prey that can be hunted. For the sake of power, his father can kill anyone.

Sanchez didn't want to accept the reality of failure, let alone be locked up in a dungeon and die in despair.

He wanted to give it a try, but at this point, he felt there was no hope.

He can't get in at all!

Gotta find a way!

His brain was churning rapidly at a speed he had never tried before. The sound of firefights in the distance had stopped. The stupid tool man homeless man could not withstand the terror caused by live ammunition shooting.

At this time, Sanchez stood up covered in sweat.

Human vision is very strange, or the vision of animals is very strange. People's ability to observe static things will be infinitely weakened, and it is even difficult for them to distinguish certain salient features in some photos.

For example, a rock leopard on a cliff, or a white dog in the snow, but it has significant advantages for dynamic things.

Within the scope of this snow-white light, as long as something moves slightly, it can attract people's attention.

As Sanchez stood up, three weapons were pointed at him, and they reported to the people in the room that Sanchez had been found.

Sanchez slowly walked out of the bushes with his hands raised, a pistol in his hand, and then knelt on the court.

He slowly put the weapon on the ground, raised his hands high, and two soldiers slowly approached here with their guns raised.

"Lie down on the ground and put your hands where I can see you!" a soldier shouted loudly.

Sanchez did as he was told. He felt that he could not die for the time being. "Don't shoot. I have put the weapon on the ground. I surrender!"

He slowly lay on the ground and spread his arms. A soldier came over and tied his hands, and then he was half-lifted and half-carried up.

"I want to see Mr. Lynch. I have something important to say to Mr. Lynch..." This was the only way he could think of now.

If you go back you will die, if you stay?

If the federals caught him, they would either deport him to Marillo or throw him in prison, or he could live here as a vagabond for the rest of his life, but no matter which option he wanted to choose.

Having enjoyed the enjoyment brought by power, how could one endure a cautious and aggrieved life?

Not long after, an agent who left came back and escorted him towards the villa. He knew that he had made the right bet.

Lynch was sitting on the sofa. He said that he was actually safe. Even though Sanchez had been caught, he never took off his body armor.

The most surprising thing is that Sanchez actually came forward on his own initiative, which also confused Austin. If he came to talk to Lynch, why did he set off alarms elsewhere?

"He might have wanted to sneak in at first, but soon he found that he couldn't do it, so he changed his mind, which is normal." Lynch lit a cigarette, and then it was time to use his brain.

As he spoke, the embarrassed Sanchez was escorted into the living room by two agents. Lynch glanced at him and said, "Take off his clothes and leave him with underwear. I don't want to see him coming out of nowhere like a magician." Conjure a weapon."

Austin twitched the corner of her mouth. Sometimes she felt that Lynch was strange. What he said was often opposite to what he showed.

Just now, he kept repeating that he was safe, and now he had to strip Sanchez naked for safety. This was so interesting.

What’s even more interesting is that Sanchez’s underwear has two little dolphins printed on it.

This is a famous animated character of the Federation, loved by children between the ages of three and eight.

"I didn't expect that you would like to see Kunst and Kunstine, and even put them..." Lynch couldn't help but laugh a few times. Kunst and Kunstine were the names of the two dolphins.

Their images in the cartoon series tend to be ocean heroes, often fighting various deep-sea monster fish.

There was no embarrassment on Sanchez's face, and the sarcasm had no effect on him.

The contrast between a cold-blooded cool guy with scars and tattoos all over his body and wearing such childlike underwear is really quite big.

Lynch waved his hand, "It seems you don't know how to appreciate my humor, but it doesn't matter. I heard you want to see me?"

Sanchez nodded.

Lynch added, "Before the FBI comes here and sends you back to Marillo, you have about five minutes to tell me why you want to see me and what you can do for me."

Sanchez looked at Lynch and said, "I'm a little thirsty, give me some water..."

Lynch disagreed. "When you get to the FBI, you can ask for anything to drink."

"But here, no!"

He raised his watch, "You still have four minutes."

In fact, these few sentences took less than a minute. This was just a punishment method. Sanchez was the first to waste a minute of everyone's time.

Many words, various demands, and various conditions flashed through Sanchez's mind, but in the end, all of them came together, and there was only one sentence left.

"I want to live!"