blackstone code

Chapter 1835 Passive and Active

Mr Lynch...

Ten years ago no one knew who "Mr. Lynch" was referring to.

But now, ten years later, that name is enough to get Agent Evan back in the seat.

Not because of anything else, just the name and the things behind it.

Heavy, depressing, something that makes people feel as if they are about to suffocate!
This is also a place that ordinary federal people cannot see, they will not find that there is another layer of sky above the sky.

What they think of as the sky, their perception of altitude, is just a joke in higher places.

Just like people observing scientific experiments, the mice were put into the ecological box, and labels like "Universe No. [-]" were pasted on the outside of the glass cabinet.

For the little white mouse, this is a complicated world, with various complicated terrains, and sometimes even some companions disappear inexplicably.

They have lived here for a long time, and they think this is the whole world, but in fact it is just a small toy for humans.

All it takes is one phone call from Mr. Lynch, and his life will be changed, even destroyed!

He couldn't refuse.

He sat back with his elbows on the table and his head in his hands.

He didn't have any anger, only a sense of helplessness of "why me".

In front of Mr. Lynch, he is not even qualified to be angry!
After a while, Evan licked his lips, "Do I need to make any preparations?"

Noel shook his head, "Just chatting."

"Just chatting..."

Noel eventually stayed to eat, and he sat at the table and had a funny conversation with Evan's family.

Evan's wife and children like Noel very much because he can tell jokes. Federal people have little resistance to people who can tell jokes in ordinary daily social life.

The whole family laughed from ear to ear, and the dinner was gradually spent in a happy time. Except for Agent Evan, everyone was very satisfied.

When watching Noel leave at night, Agent Evan's wife standing by the door sighed, "Your colleague is so funny!"

Agent Evan seldom brings home things about his work, including his colleagues at work, or the work he has handled.

In case someone came to the door, this would more or less give his wife and children a chance of survival.

So she thinks Noel is a colleague of Agent Evan, not something else, say an enemy.

They wouldn't have acted so familiar otherwise, and Noel had them laughing out loud all night.

Agent Evan sighed, said nothing, put his arms around his wife's waist, looked at the tail lights of the car that disappeared into the night, turned and closed the door.

Mr. Lynch... wants to see me!
Lynch's decision put a lot of pressure on Agent Evan, but some people didn't think it was pressure, such as Garton.

Garton packed up all his things and bid farewell to Nagalil.

As soon as he came to the Federation, he told Lynch and hoped to visit him.

Lynch had a good impression of Garton and did not reject him.

In the evening, Bupain went from the silence of the day to the carnival of the night, and the light pollution brought by the neon lights made the sky above the central area of ​​the city dizzy with various colors.

After Garton rang the doorbell, he stood outside the door, honestly.

The old housekeeper held the gift and stood behind him.

Soon the door opened, the electric door.

This year, the service company in the villa area in the middle of the mountain replaced the gates of all the villas with electric gates.

Now people can do it in the house, just press a button, and the iron door will slowly open——

Doesn't sound like much technology is needed?

Of course, if this is the case, in addition to these common functions, the most important thing is that a signal generator can be installed on the car.

When people who live here park their cars near the iron gate, the gate will automatically open, and the manufacturer even called out the word "intelligent", and the sales are good.

Soon the two were allowed to enter Lynch's big villa. Someone checked the gifts they sent, and the two had no complaints.

Garton is a child who is very aware of current affairs and knows how to measure.

The old butler also knew the truth of caution and prudence.

The two came to Lynch without any surprises. Lynch pointed to the sofa next to him and asked Garton to sit down.

After the little maid brought tea and pastries, Lynch asked about his journey to the Federation.

"Aren't you in any trouble?", he motioned Garton to have a taste of the dim sum, which was made by the noble cooks of Gafla.

Garton picked up a small piece of pastry with both hands, put it in his mouth, it almost melted in his mouth, the delicate texture and sweet taste made people very comfortable.

As soon as he was dazed, he took his attention back from enjoying, and lowered his head, "Yes, Mr. Lynch, there is no trouble."

"They asked some questions when boarding the ship. I said I came to visit you, and they let me go."

The situation in Nagalil has become a little tense recently, and the landing battle is about to begin.

Once the landing is successful, a large number of troops will land from Nagalil to Penteo, and the number of troops in Nagalil can only maintain daily law and order.

Plus the federal government and the United Development Corporation intend to build a commercial and economic center in the southern hemisphere, so some people have to die.

The federal government even helped them draw up the crime of death-treason!
Garton was one of those people who could be included in this group, but who could also get away with it.

With Lynch's name clearing the way, and he himself resigned because of "weak resistance", the federal government and the joint development company did not embarrass him too much.

If Lynch hadn't given him some advice, it wouldn't be long before he would be a representative, a role model, in some situations.

Lynch nodded slightly, "These are not problems, you are more courageous than I imagined, I thought you couldn't let go of everything over there."

Garton was a little shy and shy when he laughed. If Lynch hadn't known that he killed his father with his own hands, he might have been deceived by his appearance.

"All the honors and wealth I got over there are gifts from you, Mr. Lynch, so there is nothing I am reluctant to part with!"

Well explained, even Lynch thinks so, a clever answer.

He turned to look at the old butler, motioning him to show the gift.

The old butler first apologized to Lynch with a little apology, "I'm sorry!", then put the thing in his arms on the coffee table, and then took off the flannelette outside it.

Things were checked outside, so Lynch wasn't worried about a sword or a pistol popping out of it.

When it was displayed, Lynch was still amazed by its charm even though he knew the brief description of the contents in advance!
Garton noticed the change in Lynch's eyes, and he still had the shy look of a good boy, "I don't know what gifts to bring here, I heard that you are interested in ancient culture, so I brought it here .”

"In addition to this, there are some other works of art, but they are relatively large and not suitable for carrying around. I will let people guard them for the time being."

"Give me an address, and I'll let them deliver it."

Garton definitely didn't come by himself, he was as shy and shy as a neighbor's big boy in front of Lynch.

But in Nagalil, he is the supreme member of parliament, a figure at the top of the pyramid among the privileged class, even if he is just a puppet!
What bloomed in front of Lynch was a tree, not a general name for a type of plant in a pure sense.

This is a gem tree, it is all carved out of gems, including its trunk!

With all kinds of gemstones and some lost processing techniques, this gemstone tree reflects the brightest light under the light!

The walls, ceiling or floor of the entire living room are all printed with the brilliance of precious stones!
"Shenguang Gemstone Tree!"

Lynch called out its name. This thing is actually a well-known funerary object in the history of Nagalil.

But it is not a ghost tool, it is just brought into the grave by its owner, it is not a tool specially made for the dead.

Lynch heard people say that Garton had someone dig up all the tombs of the chiefs in the past on his site, just to give Lynch a gift!

When he heard about this for the first time, a word that couldn't be found in the federal dictionary flashed in his mind - filial piety.

He also knew that the coffins and even funeral objects of various chiefs parked in the port in Garton's mouth were all brought by him, and Lynch also specially greeted the shipping freighter of the United Development Company to leave.

The prices of these things are actually not high. Although gold has been rising, and it has risen rapidly, it is only 110 yuan an ounce, which is equivalent to less than four yuan a gram.

In fact, the real value of these things is their historical value and cultural meaning.

The ancestors were dug out by their own people and sent to the Federation's private museum for exhibition. This kind of thing can make the people of Nagalil less confident, which is a good thing for the Federation.

"I like it very much!", Lynch expressed his joy. In fact, these things may add up to one or two million or two or three million.

The level of alchemy technology of the ancients was limited, and the purity was not high.

In terms of the price of these things alone, they are indeed not worth much.

But then again, the cultural value they represent is far higher than their actual material value!
Lynch asked people to put the things away, "Do you have any plans, do you want to do business, or do something else?"

Garton answered quickly, obviously he had considered this question before, "Mr. Lynch, I want to take a look around first, and then go to school."

"I want to know more about the Federation and the world!"

"As for doing business or something, maybe you can point me in the right direction?"

A well-behaved person should be praised, Lynch thought for a while, "Do business, Drago knows, his son is doing import and export trade, I will give you some indicators from the company, even if you don't sell it yourself If you give it to others, you can still earn hundreds of thousands a year.”

The United Development Corporation firmly controls the customs in Nagalil. Without the approval of the United Development Corporation, things inside cannot get out, and things outside cannot enter!
(End of this chapter)