blackstone code

Chapter 2443

On July 22, the assassination of an old man from the Progressive Party and an old man from the Conservative Party began a comprehensive investigation phase.

Gladstone also found Connor again.

In the reception room of the living area of ​​the Presidential Palace, the two people sat on both sides of the table.

Gladstone looks a bit decadent. He has worked very hard to try to change the status quo, but unfortunately, what he can do is very limited.

Some of his "doglegs" have refused to answer his calls. Although the remaining ones say they are still willing to answer his calls, they are no longer as willing to express their position as before.

And those old things that he kicked out into retirement began to gather and move around again.

They didn't even hide their purpose - to get Gladstone down!
He found his father, and his father could do nothing about it, and now the whole world is spreading that he hired a killer to assassinate the two old people.

He argues that it's all...fake news, but people really don't care if it's true or not.

What people care about is letting more people know about this fake news!
As long as there are enough people to unify their cognition, whether it is true or false, it has long been confused and blurred.

After thinking about it, there were only a few people who could help him, among which Connor was the most likely.

They have been friends for many years, and it was only during the election that the relationship turned bad. He felt that he still had the possibility and opportunity to let Connor help him.

Connor looked at Gladstone and wanted to laugh.

Suddenly there was a desire to laugh out loud in his heart. He raised the corner of his mouth and then returned to it. He held it back.

He thought of Gladstone's breathless control before. Every time they participated in an event together, no matter what the event was, he would always be like Gladstone's "subordinate".

Rather than a candidate who is running for federal president and has a great chance of winning!

Gladstone steals the show and is only allowed to have some say of his own if he wants to.

He certainly didn't expect at that time that the situation would change so quickly.

"You have to help me.", Gladstone's hair is not as meticulous as before.

He used to have enough time to work on his hair and get every hair where it should be!

No matter what time he went to work, no one would accuse him of being late or coming at the wrong time.

But it was different now, he simply didn't have the time and thought to maintain the decency of these individuals.

He got up in the morning and combed his hair casually, and it came out without even applying pomade.

This also makes the hair look a bit scattered and random, and it's these scattered and random that make him look embarrassed.

Gladstone looked at Connor, his eye sockets were a little sunken, he hadn't been able to eat or sleep well recently, and his spirit had already broken down a bit.

"I've helped you for so many years, now you have to help me too."

Connor has changed a lot since he became president. He is not at a disadvantage when facing Gladstone like before.

After all, he was the chairman of the Progressive Party Committee, and he held great power. At that time, he was just a candidate, and there was a big gap between the two!

Now, he is the president of the Federation, and his power is getting stronger day by day, and Gladstone will lose everything he owns anytime and anywhere.

At different times, people's mentality will change differently.

He used to fantasize about "teasing" him, but now, he no longer has such an idea.

"If you mean you and they have identified you as the mastermind behind the scenes, the only suggestion I can give you is to take the blame and resign immediately, and then go to apologize."

Gladstone looked at Connor without saying a word. The sunken eye sockets made his eyes look a bit scary, like a wounded lone wolf in the wild.

Connor couldn't stand the look. He leaned back, as if the slight distance would make him feel safer. "It's useless for you to look at me like that."

"It's not a matter of rumors now. ...Mr. also said in front of many people that you were the messenger."

"Everyone within the party, outside the party, and in the political arena is targeting you now. Even if it is me, I can't help you solve these people and troubles."

"Your best choice is to take the blame and resign immediately, and then apologize. I will give you an amnesty to ensure that at least legally, no one will embarrass you."

"And that's the only thing I can do for you!"

Gladstone would surely face many accusations once he fell, and a pardon could save his life.

He won't die in prison for no reason, and he doesn't even need to be in prison!
Gladstone licked his lips, he felt a little taste, "We have known each other for more than 30 years..."

"It's 37 years!" Connor corrected the date in more detail.

The corner of Gladstone's mouth tilted slightly, "You are not willing to help me after 37 years of friendship."

"You have a very good relationship with Lynch. You know, the core of this matter is not with that old man, but with Lynch."

"As long as you talk to Lynch, all the turmoil will subside, and I am willing to make some compensation to show my position and attitude."

Connor froze for a moment, but then shook his head, "I don't know where you heard this. Although Lynch and I are good friends, we're not good enough to interfere with his decision."

"Since you're willing to speak plainly, you should know that he's trying to help... lady take your place."

"You think when you basically have no chance to make a comeback, if I go say something to Lynch, this will all end?"

"Gladstone, you used to say that I was too naive, and now I want to give you back those words."

"You are too naive, so everything you look at will feel naive."

"If this is the purpose of your trip, I think...", he pursed his lips, "You can go back."

Gladstone stood up, "I won't do nothing, I will struggle, I don't guarantee that I can keep a secret for some people..."

Connor didn't care at all about these threats, "You're looking for death, you know that?"

"Do you know how many people will want to kill you immediately after your news gets out?"

"Gladstone, think of those Duncans, think of your family, think of your children."

"You don't want them to accidentally drown in a street fountain, right?"

Gladstone looked at Connor deeply, then turned and left.

If there is really no way out, he actually doesn't care about any of this.

The world has nothing to do with him after he's dead anyway, so who cares what happens?
What he lacks most now is to be able to get Lynch to accept what he asks for, handle, or anything else, and he doesn't have it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to look for Connor, a guy he didn't think was "promising" in the past, a trash who had to rely on some outside tricks to win the general election.

After watching Gladstone leave, Connor thought for a while and called Lynch.

He couldn't guarantee whether Gladstone would really shut up, or whether he might say something nonsense beforehand.

Connor's ass is not clean at all. In addition to cheating and other problems, he actually had more problems when he was a broker.

He even participated in Bliss Island, but his reputation was not obvious.

Once these things are exposed by Connor, it is likely to prompt his mid-term election issues.

In the past, he actually didn't care much about whether he could be elected president, and he didn't like to use off-the-table tricks.

But since becoming president, he has become obsessed with the feeling of power.

No matter how absurd the decision, as long as he says the magical formula "I want this now" and signs the newly printed document, the absurdity will be reflected in reality!
Even if he asks the ladies to shorten their skirts by five centimeters, this is power!
He doesn't want to lose this power now, he has to maintain it.

Lynch, who received a call from Connor, assured him that Gladstone would not be a big trouble for him or anyone else.

Then the FBI contacted Gladstone on the grounds of "cooperating with the investigation" and asked him to go to Slem for investigation.

Gladstone is not a fool. He knows that the most important thing now is not to leave the country and not to leave the public eye!
Once he disappears from the public eye, those people can do whatever they want!
Standing at his height, he can already see things that many people cannot see. The rules are always a cage made by the superiors to protect their own interests for the inferiors, and pretend that they will abide by them.

But as long as they need it, they won't comply!
Process justice?

Judicial supremacy?

When did the people at the top of the pyramid consider these when they wanted to deal with their opponents?
It's like he sent someone to assassinate the old man, but he didn't think about it. As long as the old man died, no one would investigate the matter!
Gotta find a way!
He had gotten word that the FBI was on their way, if they arrived, with the relevant legal documents.

They could have taken him away by force!

How to do?
Gladstone walked around the room, thinking of many ways but none of them worked well.

This included running away immediately, which was also the first option he ruled out.

Once he escapes, those people may accidentally kill him during the "hunt"!

So he couldn't give these people a chance to kill him directly, but he also had to find a way to protect himself.

A look of doubt and sternness flashed in his eyes, and then he walked into the kitchen with a pale face.

In the cupboard, he found the kind of rolling pin used for rolling dough at home. There is a log in the middle and handles for pushing and holding on both sides.

He started to sweat all over, he picked up the rolling pin and walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of spirits, then put his left leg on a chair by the bar, and then raised the rolling pin in his hand high...

(End of this chapter)