blackstone code

Chapter 925 Run away

Generally speaking, after the board meeting starts, there are no special things that cannot disturb the progress of the board meeting.

The secretary looked a little embarrassed and aggrieved, but she actually didn't want to come.

After suddenly changing the president, she is in a state of worrying about gains and losses, which means that she has been played for nothing in the past two years...

Of course, it's not all for nothing, at least she has received a high salary for two years and enjoyed a stable life for two years, which is actually worthy of her efforts.

She didn't know what kind of person Lynch was, and whether she would keep herself - in fact, she knew without thinking about it, Lynch would definitely let her change departments or even leave.

No one will keep the former president's secretary, and it seems that Lynch intends to control the company himself instead of finding a professional manager.

With extreme reluctance in her heart, she stood by the door, pitifully like a wronged kitten.

"Gentlemen, please pause for a while. It looks like I have a very important call." Lynch said and stood up, and the others responded casually.

He walked through the door of the meeting room and walked into the president's office.

The former Mr. President is a person who likes to enjoy, and everything here is arranged for him to enjoy a wonderful work and life.

All kinds of expensive furnishings made Lynch a little uncomfortable. In fact, it looked more like the CEO's office of a nouveau riche, not like the CEO's office of a company with a market value of more than one billion.

He walked to the big exaggerated chair and sat down, feeling very comfortable, as if... sitting on a young girl's ass.

This description is fucking bullshit, but this is how Lynch feels at this moment.

The stuffing inside the shiny crimson lacquered leather chair is very particular and very comfortable. When you sit down, you will have the illusion of being wrapped up, giving you a sense of security.

He picked up the gold-plated handset, and Mr. Truman's slightly embarrassed voice came from the microphone, "I'm sorry, Lynch, to inform you of bad news. Sanchez jumped out of the car and fled. You have to strengthen your personal protection. "

Lynch thought about this sentence for two seconds, and then asked in disbelief, "You mean that Sanchez jumped off the train and ran away under the supervision of the safety committee?"

"Are you sure you didn't find a random movie plot to joke with me?"

Mr. Truman was very helpless, "Listen, I'm not kidding, I was as incredible as you when I heard this, but these things have already happened."

"I am urging the Security Council to arrest Sanchez as soon as possible, and the FBI will issue a federal arrest warrant."

Mr. Truman's words once again surprised Lynch.

There is a strict review system for the issuance of the Federal Bureau of Investigation's arrest warrants. In the current situation where communication is very inconvenient, issuing arrest warrants for the entire federal territory will cause a lot of trouble that people can't imagine.

For example, someone thinks that a certain person is a wanted criminal, and then the local police station or investigation bureau dispatches the police and catches the reported person.

They may not be able to tell whether the person is real or not-generally speaking, the main factors for reference are height, weight, body shape, shoe size and so on.

But this thing is not guaranteed, there are people who look similar, have similar height and weight, and wear similar shoes, so they have to send the prisoner to the place where the arrest warrant is issued, or the local public officials in charge of the case will be arranged to come here confirm.

This will not be an exception, there will always be some people who are crazy about money and will report people everywhere, trying to mix up some rewards.

According to the unofficial statistics of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, after each national arrest warrant is issued, there will be at least ten false reports, and they have to go around and pay various expenses for [-]% of the false reports.

Moreover, it also involves coordination and other issues. In short, it is very complicated, and the general federation will not do this easily.

Mr. Truman's words are actually a statement, and the Security Committee will be responsible for this matter to the end.

After hanging up the phone, Lynch pressed a button on the phone, and soon the secretary walked into the president's office.

She could be seen pulling her skirt up a bit, which exposed most of her thighs.

The Commonwealth had no distorted idea of ​​health, and they didn't think skin and bones were healthy, and girls of the right weight were desirable.

The snow-white legs were a little eye-catching in the late spring and early summer. Lynch's eyes moved from the secretary's legs to her brooch.

A cuckoo brooch.

Then there's her face.

"Let my bodyguard come over."

The secretary hurriedly nodded and left. Not long after, Austin came in with a cup of coffee.

Since Lin Qidao revealed her identity, she seems to have put away her previous high-cold disguise and become closer to nature.

A female soldier who has been anti-smuggling on the border for many years cannot be a serious and rigid person. After she came in, she sat down on the sofa without Lynch's order.

"The coffee here is good, they have their own grinder, big business has money!"

What she said was a little incomplete, with no beginning or end, but Lynch understood it.

This is the advantage of smart people. They think a lot and understand thoroughly, although sometimes this can also be a disadvantage.

What she means is that the environment here is much better than that of government units, that's for sure, a group of guys who call themselves taxpayers are watching various departments all day long, not letting them waste every penny of taxpayers, how does this compare with enterprises ?

Lynch waited for a few seconds, and crossed his hands and fingers on the table in front of him, "Sanchez has escaped, arrange someone to protect Mr. President, and strengthen my defense by the way."

Austin was obviously also a little bit overwhelmed by the news. After a while, he straightened up and said, "How did you run away?"

At this moment, the train had come to a complete stop. The senior agent in his 30s walked back and forth a few steps, and couldn't help but kicked on the wall of the train box.

With his hard kick, the wall cracked directly.

In front of him was a bed, and on the bed was a figure made of newspaper balls, and it was this thing that deceived their agents.

Due to Sanchez's special status, he has the opportunity to inherit his father's power in the future, so even if the federal government knows that he caused the tragedy, it will just "politely" send him out of the border in the end.

In this box, he was the only one, but every two hours, an agent would come to check.

At eight o'clock in the morning, when the agent came to check and found that Sanchez was still sleeping, he didn't bother.

In this kind of escort task, if the person being escorted is willing to cooperate, it will obviously reduce the workload a lot.

Immediately after ten o'clock, the agent came here again. "Sanchez" was still sleeping on the bed. When he realized something was wrong, he immediately called the guard and opened the door to enter.

Lifting off the thin quilt, there was no one inside at all, but a human shape made of newspapers.

As for Sanchez, he is long gone!
The train was also forced to stop at this time. After two rounds of inspections, it was finally determined that Sanchez was no longer on the train.

At the next supply station, they reported the qualified news to the safety committee, and at the same time inquired about other stops and supply stations along the line, asking if they saw anyone passing by from last night to this morning.

One of the stops said that they saw a guy who said he had been lost here for several days, and the station arranged for someone to take him to the hospital...

Of course, Sanchez can no longer be found in the hospital, which also indicates that Sanchez really ran away.

The agent's angry kick is enough to reflect his current mood. The apparently simple task has failed.

In addition to writing a long report with such details as how much stuff he picked out of his nose and where it bounced, he also had to undergo a safety investigation.

This is also the practice of the Security Committee. Once all agents performing field missions fail, the first procedure is to conduct safety investigations and assessments on these agents immediately, in case their mission failures are scripted and designed.

In addition to these, they have to deduct points, the bonus at the end of the year will be reduced, the holidays will be reduced, and the chance of promotion will be a little further away from them.

Damn it!
Now he would like to strangle Sanchez, if he could see him.

His partner stood at the door, watching him, and waited until his temper was over before asking, "Where do you think he's going?"

The young agent in his thirties tidied up his attire, wiped his leather shoes with a thin quilt, looked at the mirror in the train, and tidied up his tie. While tidying up, he said, "Bu Peien! "

"Let the others keep sending the rest of them to the border and we'll go straight back to Bupain and get this bastard arrested."

The agent at the door hesitated, "What about the security investigation?"

"Catch people first, and the rest is easy to talk about!"

The focus of everyone's attention, Sanchez has already boarded the train back to Bu Paine.

He sold his watch to an antique dealer in a small city. He bought it for 3 yuan. Now it is said that the price has risen instead of falling, and has risen to 6000 yuan.

But the antique dealer only gave him 2000 yuan, nothing more.

After losing his temper and changing several antique shops, Sanchez finally traded his watch for 800 yuan.

His mind is full of hatred now, he hates his uncle, he hates his younger brother, he hates the owner of the antique shop!

Of course, there are also organizations like the Federal Security Council.

There were people getting on and off the train, he squinted for a while halfway, and when he woke up, the fat man opposite him who smelled of alcohol had changed.

A successful looking guy in a suit and tie reading a newspaper.

Sanchez's vigilant eyes quickly moved away from him, but then he was pulled back by something.

He frowned slightly, and saw a piece of news on the newspaper that the guy spread out——

"The biggest deal reached every moment"

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①Crazy Eggs: A special event in the board game, which means pulling the dragon’s eggs through ghosts, implying irrational logic.

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