blackstone code

Chapter 1020 Everyone has their own value, even if it is negative

"Don't be so depressed, I'm happier with my life now than I've ever been!"

Sitting on a deck chair basking in the autumn sun, there is already a hint of chill in the wind, which also makes the body yearn for more warmth.

Preton glanced at the eldest prince who was always expressionless beside him, and smiled and said a few words of comfort.

"You see, now we don't need to worry about why we didn't do what we wanted to do well, and we don't need to worry about whether those female cousins ​​will betray us, and we don't need to worry about whether someone will trample us to death tomorrow."

"I thought that living without worries would only appear in stories, but I didn't expect it to actually enter my life, and I enjoy it very much, and you will enjoy it too."

Pretton conveyed his experience to novices like all "experts", "There are endless, good-looking TV series and movies here, and if you need it, you can also ask for a girl to come in and accompany you for one night every week. "

"What kind of products do you like, and you can let their people buy them, without even spending money in your account, why are you unhappy?"

"Isn't that the life we ​​strive for all our lives?"

He has been locked up with the eldest prince for more than half a year. Compared with his ease, the eldest prince is obviously still struggling.

For more than half a year, he hardly said a few words, and he seemed to be a dead person every day, and he didn't even seem to laugh.

In this regard, Preton can only enlighten him, but it is only enlightenment, he will not do too much, and it is enough to say a few words if there is nothing to do.

He knew the eldest prince, and he helped the eldest prince to study abroad at that time, so when the two met, he recognized the true identity of this "Youth Party leader".

He was not surprised that the eldest prince would also be arrested. After all, Nagalil was only a small country, and there was no place for it to gain a foothold compared to the Federation.

If the Federation wants to show some face, it's easy to say anything, at least it can maintain the harmony on the surface.

Once the Federation is really shameless, nothing is useless, and it can only lie down obediently, and then shout twice in a hypocritical manner for the Federation to have fun as soon as possible.

The eldest prince was the same as any other time in the past. He didn't make any sound, didn't answer or refute, just sat like that.

This is a negative and desperate statement. Pretton can understand his feelings. After all, according to what he learned from TV, even if Nagalil became the "new federation" and the king was reduced to become a member of parliament , but the status of the king is still honorable.

Maybe after a while, he will understand.

Preton thought so, except that there is no freedom here, and it is actually a little more comfortable than outside. He never worried that someone would sneak into his room in the middle of the night and stab himself.

He can eat and drink as he pleases, and fall asleep anytime, anywhere without any precautions. He has already begun to get used to the life here.

If you can find a little more "companionship", it will be even better.

There are still too few people here, and he has a strong desire to communicate. After being locked up for a long time, he can't help but have the urge to talk and communicate.

He used to talk to the TV. He was afraid that he would go crazy if he stayed alone for a long time. Now it is much better. They sent the eldest prince here. He finally has someone to talk to and confide in. He feels that life has never been so beautiful Pass.

At this time, the horn in the yard suddenly sounded, "Mr. Pretton, please come to the meeting room..."

Preton looked at the horn on the pole, he rolled over and sat up, "I have some work to do, don't steal my juice, wait until I come back."

He didn't have the slightest awareness of being a prisoner. Instead, he tidied up his clothes and walked out of the yard like the employees here.

This is a secret prison, and the room where he is held looks like a villa, and there are many such villas here.

In other words, this is a high-level, closely supervised prison community, where some important prisoners are detained.

Plutocratic people, political prisoners, and some worthy people like Pretton.

There were two soldiers waiting for him at the door. After seeing them, he took the initiative to say hello and sent two black gold supremes over.

It was his request, and the prison met his needs.

The two soldiers did not refuse. Preton did not cooperate like a criminal at all. Sometimes they even wondered if they made a mistake, or that Preton was locked in with a mission.

Any criminal will have some resistance to the supervision side, and these did not appear in Preton. Living here seems to be his ultimate dream.

When he came to the meeting room, he said goodbye to the two soldiers while greeting the people in the meeting room, whom he knew.

The lieutenant colonel of the Military Intelligence Bureau, the director of the Security Committee, the captain of the Strategic Command...

He is very familiar with everyone, and he is very kind when he greets everyone.

"What can I do for you this time?" He sat on the restraint chair as soon as he came in, and he took the initiative to put down the horizontal board, put his hands on it, and motioned for the soldiers to come over and lock his hands. stand up.

"Okay, there is no one else here..." The man from the Military Intelligence Bureau shook his head, "I remember that you have a good relationship with those ministers?"

He didn't say where the Minister of Construction was, but Pretton knew they were talking about the Minister of Construction in Guevra.

He nodded immediately, "Yes, I am very familiar with all their ministers. In the past, Gefra ruled the seas of the world. If we don't have a good relationship with them, a shell will fall on my head in the next second. superior!"

In order to plunder at sea and conduct exclusive monopoly business, more than half of the annual income of the Preton Trading Company flows into the hands of the ministers of Gefla in various ways.

Especially the Secretary of the Navy, Pretton and his relationship are the best, after all, both parties are people who make a living at sea, and he is obviously at a disadvantage.

Between one-third and one-half of the funds he used for bribes went into the pockets of the Lord of the Admiralty.

Only in this way, Gefla's fleet will pretend to be invisible to his fleet, and help him intercept the merchant ships of his rivals.

He also has contacts with the Minister of Construction. He is also a greedy person. Sometimes he will smuggle some people and sell them to the Minister of Construction.

He doesn't care what happens to those people in the end, he doesn't care.

The lieutenant colonel nodded, "We need a piece of information, maybe you can help us, as long as you..."

Pretton raised his hand and stopped the lieutenant colonel from continuing, "I said, I don't want to go anywhere, I want to stay here forever!"

He is not a fool. If the federal people really let him out, it is very likely that he will step out of the prison gate with one foot, and the whole world will know what he has done in the next second.

There is no need for the federal people to kill him to silence him, the people of Gefla will assassinate him crazily and make him completely shut up his broken mouth that should be torn apart.

So he didn't go anywhere, and he was going to die in prison.

Then he expressed his intention to help as much as possible, "I need a phone..."

Not long after the Minister of Construction, who had finished having lunch with the Minister of War, arrived home, when he was considering who to persuade to support him, the phone rang suddenly.

He tilted his head for a glance, then picked it up casually, "Who's there?"

"Hey, remember me, Pretton."

The Minister of Construction froze for a moment, and he frowned, "You shouldn't have called me."

Pretton didn't pay any attention to his words. "The secret agents don't listen to the minister's phone, so you don't have to scare me."

"I didn't scare anyone!" The Minister of Construction retorted dissatisfiedly, and then he felt that his rebuttal was meaningless, so he changed his tone directly, "I'm waiting for an important call, if you have nothing else to do, Better hang up."

Whether Preton was arrested or not, no one knows. Anyway, the federal people are still issuing arrest warrants for Preton, and they have always maintained a posture of armed cruise in the Eastern Ocean, so they can search everywhere from time to time.

It's as if... Pretton the son of a bitch really escaped the Federals and went into hiding.

He didn't dare to speak too harshly, after all, there were many dirty deals between him and Pretton, if exposed, it would have a fatal impact on his attack on the Minister of the Air Force.

One would not expect a butcher to be an important minister, or even give him the chance to remain in that position.

Countless people in the Privy Council are waiting for someone to step on the ground!
"I heard that you have a powerful sea fortress plan?"

"What it is?"

The Minister of Construction was stunned for a moment. Instead of answering the question, he asked instead, "Are you in Gafla?!"

He felt that he had guessed the truth. What happened in the morning has not passed now... He looked down at the watch on his wrist, and it was impossible for Preton to know in less than four hours.

Unless he's hiding in Gafla.

Well, no wonder the Commonwealth can't find this son of a bitch anywhere in the world, he's hiding in Gafla, who the hell can find it?
The Minister of Construction, who felt that he had grasped the clue, was a little relieved. As long as he could confirm where Pretton was and wanted to find him, it would not be too much trouble.

Along with that, his attitude also changed subtly, "Who did you listen to?"

This is not like questioning the dialogue of a "thief" who has overheard the secret, but more like saying "There is such a thing"!
"Everyone is discussing!"

This sentence deepened the speculation of the Minister of Construction. "There are no secrets in the palace of the ruler" is as classic as "there are no secrets in the Capitol".

Thinking that once the sea fortress started to be built, it would definitely not be able to hide. The Minister of Construction did not continue to make excuses, and simply said, "Yes, there is an airstrip at sea. Are you interested in this?"

It occurred to him that Pretton was also in touch with the other ministers, and that this might be a good opportunity.

"Exactly, I need you to do me a favor too!"

(End of this chapter)