blackstone code

Chapter 980 Emergencies
Those who can stay with Lynch will definitely be checked by the Security Committee, and Lynch himself will also be checked.

The maid's boyfriend is a young man from the same place as her, in his 20s, who works in a local factory.

Their ideal is to buy a house in a big city and live a happy life. In fact, since the birth of this ideal, they are unlikely to be happy.

Living in a big city is not easy. What you have to face is not only the pressure of living expenses. After all, the prices and consumption levels in big cities are very high. Even if you don’t spend a lot of money, the monthly bills can make you unbearable.

In addition to these, the bigger problem comes from the temptation of big cities.

When a person sees that others can enjoy that kind of affluent life without making any effort on their own, their mentality will lose balance, and in the end they may become what they don't want to be.

Strip bars are never short of strippers, why?
Because those regular waitresses are waiting to be a part of it all the time!
They serve the guests, of course it is a regular service, such as delivering drinks to the guests in the booth, working as a waiter for a month, maybe no stripper can earn as much in one night.

"They just stripped off and danced on stage!"

This kind of comparison is really difficult for people to adapt to. Once the mind relaxes and starts to slide, people will convince themselves.

"It's just taking off your clothes, does anyone do something to themselves, just one night, you can enjoy 29 days of vacation..."

"It's just entering a private room, there is no difference between the inside and the outside..."

"It's just a one-night relationship with a guest, the law can't even say I'm wrong..."

The slippery slope of thought is like a mudslide, once it is not blocked, it cannot be stopped anymore.

The maid is like this, she always wants to stay in this big city, she has nothing special, she can only use some other methods to keep herself here.

She couldn't stand living in that country place anymore, with the smell of cow dung and stupid, dirty neighbors.

She likes the glamorous life here, likes to live in a free villa, and enjoys an exquisite life.

She loves the expensive coffee and good food here, she can't afford any of it herself, but she just can enjoy...  

In the future, there will be some small changes unknowingly, but she doesn't care that much.

Regarding her own choice, the maid does not feel that she has fallen. After all, work is work and life is life.

Is it wrong that she is a girl who loves her work as much as she loves her life?
Of course, she still has an ideal, to earn a little money, have her own family in Bupain with her boyfriend, and gradually become a real big city person.

If you want to meet this point, you must work hard!

That guy was lucky to find such a good girlfriend. He must have saved the world in his previous life.

Watching the maid change into a relatively conservative long dress and leave, Lynch sent blessings to her boyfriend.

He overlooked the entire Bu Paine.The villas in the middle of the mountain are so good that they can make the residents feel that they are the masters of the world anytime and anywhere, and the whole world seems to be tightly grasped by reaching out.

Suddenly, the phone in the room rang, and Austin walked over with the phone in hand. This kind of thing should have been done by the maid, but she left.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" Austin put the phone on the table, and she looked at Lynch's hand with disgust.

Lynch pouted, "I wiped it."

Austin couldn't help complaining, "You must not have wiped it clean, God, how could I give you a job?"

She really can't understand Lynch's somewhat uncomfortable life, saying that these are actually just complaints. As a female fighter, she believes in her own ability more than any feminist.

Lynch sat on the recliner indifferently, you can't make everyone agree with you, that's okay.

"it's me……"

"Looks like you're still in Bupain."

"Yes, I have nothing to do recently, do you have any questions?"

It was Mr. Truman who called. The Department of International Affairs has more and more work and more and more responsibilities. He has lost many jobs of Mr. President to Mr. Truman.

Some people outside think that Mr. President is an idiot, because "he has to delegate even the most basic work to others, and he can only hunt by himself!"

In fact, Mr. President has only hunted twice recently, both in national parks.

Sometimes the federal law is very strange. It tells people the importance of protecting natural animals, and at the same time allows people to pay a sum of money and then hunt animals, which is very wrong.

But no one has a problem with that, hunting, nature, etc. are too far away for poor people, while for rich people, money has never been an issue.

After being criticized, Mr. President did not fight back. He just admitted his hobbies with a smile, but did not apologize. In his opinion, his use of weekend hunting is a personal behavior and should not be raised to a high level.

There is more and more work in the Department of International Affairs, Mr. Truman has more and more power, the President trusts him, and no one can change that.

"If you're free, you'd better be at the Ministry of Defense in 10 minutes, we have a meeting."

Lynch was stunned for a moment, "I want to go too?"

He said that he had stood up, dragged the phone and walked towards the hall, "I don't know that I can also participate in this kind of meeting, what are you talking about?"

"It's not easy to talk on the phone, we'll talk about it when you come to the scene!"

"Okay..." Lynch hung up the phone and put it somewhere casually. He glanced back at Austin standing in the yard, "You should go get the car ready, we're leaving."

Austin rolled his eyes and walked towards the garage, "Where are you going on such a hot day?"

"DoD!"

Three or 10 minutes later, Lynch's car arrived at the Ministry of National Defense. After coming out of the Mid-level villa area, it has been stuck in traffic. This is Bupain, not the damn South Beach. The hotter the day, the more people come here. Know what they are thinking.

Fortunately, it was not easy for everyone. When Lynch arrived at the Ministry of Defense, there were still people on the way, which gave him time to sit down and have a good chat with Mr. Truman.

"What is it that requires me, a folk, to also do the dojo?" As soon as the two sat down, they started smoking, all of which were black supreme.

Some people want these and it is difficult to get them, but Lynch can easily prepare some for them.

"The general was assassinated, Sanchez was wounded, Isabella disappeared..."

Three short sentences can make Lynch understand in an instant why the faces of those around him are not very good-looking. Sanchez and Isabella are important pawns in their management in Marillo.

Especially Isabella, according to the idea of ​​the Ministry of National Defense, she will gradually take over the military power in the hands of the general, and then become two independent but connected warlords with Sanchez.

In this way, their scale does not need to be too large, but they have the strength of a big warlord. Ordinary small forces will not touch them, and they can develop very well.

After about two or three years, the two of them will be able to occupy a certain position in the Mariello situation.

But no one expected that just the day before yesterday, a combat team raided the general's base camp, someone let them in, and then they killed the general with almost no hindrance.

Isabella, who was supposed to play a role, disappeared, and Sanchez was assassinated at the same time, but he was only injured and the assassination failed.

His response to living on the frontline of the front line all year round allowed him to escape the assassination. Two bullets hit his chest one after the other, and the federal medical staff had completed the rescue.

He survived, but needed training.

In just two days, all the important chess pieces buried by the federal people were shattered. It is hard not to make people wonder whether someone has leaked these confidential information.

So much so that this strike looks like it is aimed at the general and his family, and they want to wipe them out completely.

Whether it's the Security Council, the Ministry of National Defense, or the Military Intelligence Agency...there's nothing like the Homeland Security Bureau here, and their hands aren't that long.

These organizations have taken action to consider the next issue.

The general's death had caused his power to collapse, and now the situation suddenly became more blurred.

The enemy they are fighting seems to have not expected that the general will die, and now they have begun to annex the forces left by the general.

But the other big warlords obviously didn't want him to do that. They planned to intervene by force, and then carve up the inheritance left by the general together.

In short, because of the sudden sudden death of the general, Mariro is completely in chaos. The large-scale melee that has subsided for many years is showing signs of breaking out again. A large number of refugees are flocking to the border between Mariro and the Federation, and the border is under great pressure.

No one knows where the situation over there will go, and this is the most terrifying thing.

The purpose of holding an emergency meeting this time is to discuss some ways to solve this problem, at least to find some countermeasures.

After Lynch heard what Mr. Truman had said, he tilted his head and asked with some distrust, "Isn't it you who arranged for someone to assassinate the general?"

"I always feel that only you can do such a thing..."

Killing the target and letting the target's children inherit the inheritance, isn't this the best plot of the security committee?

Mr. Truman shook his head, "I don't know why you have such an idea, but it is true that we did not do it. We never interfere in the internal affairs of other countries!"

"Then what's the use of asking me to attend the meeting?" Lynch asked a question he had always wanted to ask. He was a businessman and he didn't think he could change anything.

Mr. Truman was silent for a while, "You are much more important than you think!"

(End of this chapter)