blackstone code

Chapter 2287

The teacher was sitting on the sofa in the mayor's office, and sitting opposite him was the mayor of the city.

Although no one beat him or abused him, he didn't seem to be in that good condition!

He was a little haggard, his hair was a mess, and a piece of glass in his glasses was cracked.

"Please don't worry, we never wanted to harm you from the beginning. We need you to be a bridge of communication with the federal government, giving us the opportunity to talk directly with the federal government!"

"After the negotiation is over, we will take the initiative to leave here."

The mayor said nothing and looked down at the cup on the coffee table. The coffee inside had already cooled down.

The teacher wanted to talk to the mayor, but it was obviously meaningless. The mayor did not communicate with the teacher at all and remained silent.

Captured by the Nagarils...

It may be the biggest stain in his life!

Many people in the federal society look down on the Nagalilians. If a federal person or other group is wronged in society, public opinion will speak out in solidarity.

But the Nagalilians are an exception!
They have been hurt and many people still feel that they deserve it. Who made them go to the Federation and even rob the Federation people of job opportunities in other places?

Moreover, their cheap labor force has kept federal workers from going on strike because of wages. After all, if they go on strike here, there will be a large number of Nagalilians to replace them.

It was such a group of barbaric, uncivilized and inferior races who actually captured him!

The mayor can already imagine that his future in politics is bleak!
Who the hell would use a mayor who was captured by the Nagalilians?
The hatred and being trapped here made him have no desire to speak. No matter what the guy opposite said, he always kept his mouth shut.

The teacher was unwilling to give up, and continued to chat, "Do you think the federal government will agree to negotiate with us?"

"Maybe you should make a phone call and talk to your president yourself, there's not much we want!"

The mayor continued to remain silent, and just as he was about to talk about his thoughts, the lights suddenly went out.

He looked at the light bulb that was completely off, and looked at the mayor in the shadow with a little surprise, "Do you often have power outages here?"

Nagalil's current main source of electricity is thermal power, and the new eastern city is still in the period of large-scale development, so Nagalil's electricity is mainly supplied to the eastern region.

In three special states, the power system provides 24-hour unlimited power supply.

But in areas west of central China, power supply lasts less than ten hours a day, except for industrial power.

Even schools are often plagued by power outages.

The teacher has never been to the Eastern New City, and he doesn't know much about the situation here. He subconsciously thought that there would be a power outage at any time...

The mayor was stunned for a moment, he looked up at the light bulb that had been extinguished, his pupils slowly tightened with his divergent thoughts!
This is the financial center of the fucking southern hemisphere, here is the largest stock and futures exchange in the world!

Hundreds of thousands of calls from all over the world come here every day, and at least one-third of the calls are made from here!
Power outages can happen anywhere, but not in this city!

Just when he vaguely felt that something was not going well, the office door was pushed open.

A Nagali man stood at the door panting, one hand still on the door handle, "Professor, we are surrounded..."

Professor is a respectful title for teachers.

Federal people like to refer to people with a lot of knowledge as professors, but Nagalilians feel that calling teachers is simply "teachers", lacking some momentum.

They gave the teacher a new title, Professor!

Although the teacher didn't like it, he didn't think he was worthy of this title, but everyone else called it that, so he had to let them.

The teacher was stunned for seven or eight seconds, then suddenly turned around and walked towards the window.

It was the morning, and the light outside the window could keep the office bright, but the place away from the window was somewhat dark.

The mayor also realized something and ran to the window.

At this time, outside the window, under the sunlight, a large number of Blackstone security employees had already gathered together.

There were even four armored vehicles.

In fact, Slem has tanks, but the current technology makes it impossible for the tanks to maintain high-intensity and long-distance movement. The tanks are on their way, and they are expected to arrive here tomorrow night.

But by that time, whether or not there is a tank is meaningless!

They were able to recover this politically significant building before lunch at noon today!

Even, it has become ruins!
"What are they going to do?" The teacher's expression was a little uneasy. With so many elite troops, his heart began to be shrouded in fear.

The police forces in the previous cities did not cause too much disturbance to the riots, so what effect could hundreds or even thousands of police officers play?
For the thugs caught in group emotions, it is nothing more than killing fewer people and killing more people!

But these people in front of them are not the police force, they are real soldiers!
The teacher has seen federal soldiers on TV.

The military uniforms of those people were different from those of the people in front of them, but their aura was surprisingly similar.

After a brief silence, the mayor pulled the teacher back into the depths of the room. He looked at the teacher and said, "Let me out now, and then surrender. There is still a chance to redeem everything."

"This is also the last chance for you and your people!"

"Those people are Blackstone Security people, they are not government troops..."

The mayor's emotions are churning. This is the difference between politicians and ordinary people.

He won't show all his emotions on his face like the teacher. He actually realizes that he is very dangerous, but he won't show it.

He is trying to actively save himself.

Those who came were not the army, but Lynch's people, which meant that they would not have too many concerns about his identity like the federal government army!

Even the sudden power outage was likely to prevent the news from spreading.

And what they are going to do is also obvious!

They're going to take back City Hall and wipe out these mobs.

As for myself...

He wasn't so sure, but he thought he was dangerous.

The teacher came back to his senses and shook his head, "Maybe your president is planning to negotiate with us. You are the mayor, and they won't give up on you!"

The teacher said very affirmatively that as a teacher, reading is his hobby.

Reading newspapers is an essential thing for him every day. For intellectuals, newspapers are an important medium for them to obtain the latest current events.

He is well aware that in the federal political system, the mayor is not a high-ranking official in the entire official system.

But it's not the kind that can be ignored, after all, they hold the actual power of a city!

He didn't believe that the federal people would abandon the mayor.

The mayor didn't know what to say. He couldn't sit still and took a few steps back and forth. "They might..."

As they were speaking, a federal voice came from a loudspeaker in a car outside, "Release the mayor and all hostages immediately, discard their weapons, and walk out of the city hall door with hands in the air."

"You have 5 minutes to think about it. After 5 minutes, we will launch an attack!"

"Repeat..."

The mayor's expression changed a little more and became irritable.

He bent down and hammered his fist on the coffee table. With a bang, the thugs outside opened the door and looked inside, and retreated again under the teacher's signal.

"Do you hear me, we only have 5 minutes!"

The teacher shook his head, "You guys teamed up to deceive me, right?"

"I have read many of your books, including movies, TV, or other forms of content."

"I noticed something, you respect life more than we do!"

"You can give more than one life to save one, I know that!"

In fact, there are many such cases, not to mention those during the war. In many cases of fires in the Federation, firefighters sometimes caused accidents to save a few people.

This is a positive cognition of the whole society. Human life is an extremely precious wealth, which cannot be deprived at will, and should be rescued when necessary.

In the teacher's view, this is a small means, and the purpose is for the final negotiation.

The mayor stared wide-eyed at the idiot in front of him. He really wanted to say that it was just a way for the ruling class to fool the people, but he didn't know what to say!
After all, in the external cultural output, this is also a very important link, a kind of social cognition!
The teacher put his hand on his arm and said, "Sit down. In 5 minutes, someone will come in and negotiate with us."

"What do you call it..." He had a slight smile on his face, and then he suddenly realized, "Ah, yes, it's called a negotiator!"

The mayor couldn't hold back anymore, he grabbed the teacher by the collar and pulled his body slightly off the sofa, "What the hell are you farting?"

"You're going to kill us!"

"I know the Federation better than you!"

"You fucking look around, the police are on the outermost edge!"

"From the moment they cut off the power, they never thought about saving me!"

"Now we still have time and opportunity, if you let me out, I promise that at least you won't die!"

"We're out of time!"

"I……"

With a "dong", the mayor collapsed on the ground, and a mob hit him on the head with a stick.

Vertigo dominated his body, and he looked at the teacher with despair in his eyes.

The teacher, on the other hand, straightened his neckline and looked down at him condescendingly, "Don't try to lie to me."

"You are the mayor, and your status is higher than those businessmen. I don't believe that the federal people will give up on you and attack!"

"And, I'll prove it to you!"

Instigated by the teacher, the two thugs helped the mayor and the teacher to the window together.

The teacher held a pistol in his hand and pointed it at the mayor's head.

He was just about to say something, when suddenly a hot liquid flowed from his cheeks, and faintly came from his ears——

"He killed the mayor!"

"Fire!"

(End of this chapter)