blackstone code

Chapter 14

"That's right, we are civilized people!" Lynch took a step back, and he tidied up his neckline, "Is there anything else, if not, I'll leave, I still have a lot of things to do! "

Michael couldn't help but took another step forward and growled in a low voice, "This is between us, don't mess with my family, you are breaking the rules!"

"Rules?" Lynch had some doubts on his face, "I'm not someone in your industry, and I haven't had any dealings with you. Are you sure the rules in your mouth are suitable for me?"

He said and smiled, "Of course, I am a law-abiding citizen. I don't need you to remind me of this. If you have nothing else to say, I will leave."

He looked at Michael, and the two looked at each other for about three or five seconds. Michael stepped aside, and Lynch nodded slightly and passed him by.

Watching the back of Lynch leaving, Michael showed his ID in the front of his shirt, then fell down the car from the sidewalk, and parked in the parking space in front of the house not long after.

He quickly returned home and saw that his wife was watching the sitcom every afternoon. He quickly walked over and hugged his somewhat surprised wife, "Did nothing unusual happen just now?"

"I mean no one knocking on the door, or no one invading our yard?"

His wife is years younger than him, which is why so many people want to get into the IRS every year, they have the highest wages in the government system, the best benefits, the best working conditions and benefits, and Various unexpected benefits.

This also makes every employee of the Federal Tax Service a sweet and pastry existence in the marriage market, whether they are men or women, they can find their favorite objects.

Most men will choose younger women, it is not uncommon for them to be three or five or even ten years younger than themselves.

Michael's wife is six years younger than him, and he has always cherished his wife.

"No, no one's coming. I've been sitting here all afternoon watching TV. I'll find out if anyone comes."

Entering from the door, it faces the living room. If someone knocks on the door or enters the yard, the intruder can be seen through the bright windows on the wall. The afternoon is very calm, so calm that she is about to fall asleep.

Michael sat on the sofa with his arms around his wife's shoulders, not knowing how to talk about his business trip, much less how to make her wife watch out for Lynch who might appear again.

On the other side, after a few laps outside, Lynch, who had bought some electrical supplies, returned to the temporary residence. He took out his key and was opening the door when the guy walking from behind suddenly approached him, a sharp object. against his waist.

Then came a voice with a strong bad breath, "Where is my money?"

Lynch's movements only paused for a moment, and then he continued to open the door. He pushed open the door and took a leg toward the inside, and said at the same time, "If you don't want someone to fight and play, you'd better come in with me, If there is any problem, we can solve it through communication.”

In the process of less than five seconds, Lynch had already locked the identity of the guy behind him. Thanks to the accumulation of so many years in his previous life, this guy who was only 20 years old was full of energy, and everything was still at its peak. His body gave him an indescribably happy feeling that everything was under his control. He had never felt his strength so clearly before.

The person outside the door was a little hesitant, but still followed. More than 2000 yuan was not a small amount of money to him. He was surprised that Lynch, a young man, was not afraid of the knife in his hand.

The room is not big, there is a bedroom connected to the door, and an inner room for grooming. There is a faint smell of... excrement in the room. The masthead raised his eyebrows, he thought it would be cleaner here.

That night, Lynch came back and rinsed it for a long time to get rid of the feces and water that had completely penetrated into the pants, but the smell could not be dispelled until now. It had been rinsed many times, and the fragrance had been applied, but there were still some. The stench that can't be hidden.

"You and Michael are your own business, have nothing to do with me, return my money to me!" The masthead gestured with the dagger in his hand and reiterated his point of view.

After the newsboys went back, he confiscated the newspaper bags in the hands of the newsboys, and found that there were only about [-] yuan, almost [-] less. Said, it may be his income for several months.

He would not let the money just disappear into his own world. He went to Michael, and Michael said that this matter had nothing to do with him. He could only come to Lynch now. Maybe this young man could speak better.

"I just want my money back, you understand, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lynch simply cleaned up and sat on the bed. He crossed his legs and put his hands on his knees. He could see that the masthead was very nervous. He was a little incoherent and kept emphasizing the dagger in his hand. horrible.

His eyes were erratic, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the focus of his eyes was on the ground between the two most of the time. He was also afraid. This was the first time he had done such a thing, holding a dagger, standing on someone else's on the site, asking others to do something.

Lynch has already seen his strengths, he said with a smile, "You know, even if I kill you now, the judge won't make any trial against me, because you broke into my room with a murder weapon. "

The masthead suddenly raised his head and looked back at the door behind him. An idea popped into his mind for a moment. Lynch asked him to come into the room to talk, not to avoid being seen by others, but to plot against him.

He suddenly became more excited and more fearful, because he found himself from hunter to prey, which made his breathing so fast that he felt like he was about to suffocate.

He took a few steps back, raised the knife in his hand, and made a fierce look. He wanted to go forward and give Lynch some color, such as cutting his clothes, but he was afraid that Lynch might have any countermeasures. A little helpless for a while.

Seeing that this guy was in a state of being unable to continue, Lin Qi pointed to the chair beside him, "Why don't we sit down and have a good talk, violence can't solve any problems!"

He said it very sincerely, maybe he was moved by this sincerity, maybe it was Lynch's calm and calm attitude that affected the masthead, after thinking about it, the masthead agreed with him and sat down on the chair.

After he sat down, Lynch asked, "Actually, my loss is much greater than your loss. I lost 5000 yuan!" When this sentence was finished, the masthead showed an obviously shocked expression, and at the same time there was a hint of shock. "Sure enough" is clear.

"Have you ever thought that maybe this is a game?" Without waiting for the headline to react, Lynch continued to ask, "I distributed 5000 yuan to five children, and they ordered it, and I also gave it to them in front of them. After ordering the pasta again, the money will not be a problem with me."

"After they left my room, did they go straight to your place, or did they go somewhere else?"

"Have you considered whether these newsboys are reliable if they come directly to you?"

"If they went elsewhere, would someone other than you and me intervene?"

Lynch shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, with a regretful expression on his face, "Michael told others that he didn't get anything from me, but I really lost 5000 yuan, and I think the 5000 yuan is in his hands !"

These words quickly made the uneducated masthead start to think wildly. In order to avoid exposing himself, but also to avoid being involved in the case, he did not appear here at the time, but in a further alley. waiting.

The newsboys didn't go back to him directly after getting the money, but went to meet Michael in a room across the road for about a minute or two.

If there is an accident with this money..., it can only be Michael's.

At this time, some of him already believed this. The newsboys he sent were the ones he trusted more. At the same time, they talked to each other about how they counted the money, and Lynch also counted the money, and then put the Watching the money get wrapped up the way it used to be.

Just when he started to recall these things, Lynch added, "We are all afraid of some people and don't dare to speak up. I believe that not only are we afraid to speak the truth, but those children may not dare to speak the truth. ."

"You came to me with a knife. In fact, you found the wrong person. Go ask those children, maybe you will find something new."

People without culture are so deceiving!
Lynch once again showed caring and kind eyes.

　After explaining some questions, a friend asked, if half of the money was deducted all at once, can the newsboys not notice it?I think this question should be asked of those who bought a pack of cigarettes at the train station for 20, looked for 80, put them in their pockets and took them out, only to find that they were only [-] or [-]. Can they not find it?

Under the standard of not deliberately lowering the IQ of the plot, I don't think this is a problem to give the plot a little smoothness.

　
(End of this chapter)