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Chapter 322 323. [Tomb Raider Rise] I'll be back
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At the same moment, a strong middle-aged white man was lying on the bed.His name is Rom Hank, and he is the chairman of the Hank Consortium.

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang, and every time it rang, it was a series of calls, non-stop.The white man picked up the phone, looked at it reluctantly for a while, and called back one of the missed calls: "Hello, Bishop Caesar, I'm sorry I fell asleep just now. You know, I always like to turn the volume on my phone before going to bed. Min...yes, I understand that this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, and it is very necessary to act quickly."

On the other end of the line was an old white man, very old, with graying hair.He was dressed in priestly attire, and every detail of his attire was strictly in accordance with Protestant regulations.It can be seen that he has a high status in the church. "Mr. Hank," he said bluntly, "your people are overdoing it. Protesting in the streets is one thing, but killing people is another, and it can turn public opinion in an unfavorable direction." .I need a list of those who did this, you give me the names."

Roman Hanke evaded: "We have always attached great importance to the cooperation with the Holy Trinity Church. We cooperated like this 1000 years ago. But to be honest, I don't have the list you want... Wait, listen to me Done. I'm going to call a meeting with my men, and I'll find a way to make them spit out the people who did it. But the only bargaining chip I have is with you, and I need your help... You must know that I am say what."

"Clues about the source of the divine..." Bishop Caesar said, "We are still studying the note we just obtained. Earl Richard hid the note very well, and we found it after a long search in Croft Manor."

"I know that clue is not easy to come by, but it is just a clue. To obtain the holy source, the sect cannot do without the help of the consortium. Mercenaries, materials, transportation... Can the Holy Trinity sect mobilize so many resources? ?A thousand years ago, you cooperated with the King of England to capture the secret temple in the desert of ancient Syria. The king's soldiers and the Knights of the Temple worked closely together. We must continue this effective cooperation. The Holy Source is not only a symbol With the majesty and power of God, it can also eliminate mortal fears of disease, hunger, and death. We all need it, and we can work together."

"The cooperation you spoke of had an unpleasant continuation. The king's soldiers ended up raiding the church, hanging the priest and the bishop, and digging three feet into the ground. They wanted to steal the sacred source, but the sacred object ended up missing , and no one got any benefit."

"Given that, I suggest we should be a little more open and honest."

"You want to cooperate, I have no objection, but I need you to make some real efforts. For example, control the public opinion on the street, for example, let Laura Crawford stop spending all day in her father's study."

"Understood, Bishop Caesar, I fully understand. I will definitely handle this matter very properly, but I also need some real benefits to appease the people below."

"I will consider it." Bishop Caesar hung up the phone.

Early the next morning, Rom Hank went out in the car.His luxury black car drove from an upscale neighborhood in London and headed straight to the city center.At this time, a very inconspicuous white Toyota AQUA followed quietly and kept following.

When driving to a certain intersection in the city center, the luxury black car stopped suddenly.

Rome Hank got out of the car, took three bodyguards with him, and walked straight to the white Toyota without ceremony.

There was an old man sitting in the car, the one who was beaten to death.

Of course, it was Nan Xiao pretending.Illusion is so useful.

Boom, boom, a bodyguard knocked on the window very rudely, motioning for the old man to look over.

Nan Xiao turned her head, seeing an old and haggard face, full of wrinkles and age spots.

"Excuse me, do you need me?" Rom Hank asked with a reserved smile.

Nan Xiao stared at him and asked, "Who killed my daughter?"

"Your daughter?" Rom was dumbfounded by the question, "Sorry... May I ask who is your daughter?"

At this time, a bodyguard suddenly screamed: "It's that old man! It's the one who was beaten to death by the protesters... He was obviously dead! His body lay in the morgue of St. Mary's Hospital for three days, and then disappeared! The ghost! Ah! Ghost——"

Deliberately appearing in the face of the old man is part of Nan Xiao's plan.

Those thugs who have hurt the old man and his daughter will be frightened and frustrated as long as they see this face.

If the old man has a spirit in heaven, he must also be willing to see this result.

"I didn't die," Nan Xiao said, "I woke up and crawled out of the freezer by myself. I live in the East District, with a small house and a car. I immigrated in 4891, and I am a British citizen... ..." He purposely spoke incoherently and incoherently, "I went home, took a shower, and drove out..."

Hearing that the old man was not a ghost, Rom and his bodyguards were relieved.

Rom calmed down and asked back, "Why do you think I know who the murderer is?"

Nan Xiao was justified: "Because the Hanke Foundation is the largest donor to the Holy Trinity Sect, and that protest was organized by people from the Holy Trinity Sect. You, Rom Hank, are not only members of the Holy Trinity Sect A disciple of Lord Richard and the sworn enemy of Count Richard."

Roma smiled contemptuously: "I have a daughter myself, and I sympathize with what happened to you. I condemn violence. It was supposed to be a peaceful, rational, and non-violent protest, but such a regrettable thing happened. .but I can't help you, I don't know anything about it."

"Then, please tell me, who knows the murderers who killed people? I want to talk to them."

"I know nothing about those thugs and I know nothing about their social relationships, I'm sorry."

"I don't believe what you say, Mr. Hank. With your financial resources, and your close association with the Holy Trinity, I'm sure you know something."

Rom began to get a little impatient: "I am a devout Protestant, I listen to God's teachings, and that makes me feel peaceful. I know you hate those who beat you, but that has nothing to do with me. I am not a terrorist, I don't do bad things, I repeat, I don't know the things you want to know, please don't follow me anymore."

"If you haven't done anything bad, why are you afraid of being followed by me?"

A bodyguard next to him said: "Old man! You have followed Mr. Hank for half the city of London. If you have nothing to do, go fishing by the sea."

Nan Xiao stared at Rom Hank: "I will definitely find evidence that you have colluded with those who killed my daughter."

Rom's smile was even more contemptuous: "Okay, I'm a first-class citizen and I won't say anything. Even if I must be wronged, I still have the money to hire a barrister to help me. I don't think you can expect me to go to jail."

"Don't think you can do whatever you want with money!"

"I'm sorry, rich people can really do whatever they want," Rom Hank turned around and walked away with a smile, and casually said to the bodyguard, "I taught him so much, he probably can't understand it. The artistic conception of rich people , he would never have imagined it in his life.”

The black luxury car drove all the way to the Hank Consortium's office building in central London.Roma Hank's bodyguard lowered the window and showed his face. When the security guard at the door saw it, he raised the pole to indicate that they could enter.But Nan Xiao was intercepted outside.The security guard said expressionlessly: "This is the private parking lot of the Hanke Consortium. No outside vehicles without reservations are allowed to enter."

Nan Xiao stared at the security guard and said, "I'll be back."

The security guard snorted contemptuously: "The old man is still playing tricks? Do you think you are a Terminator? If you have the ability, you can bump into my security booth and try it. Let me tell you, the steel plate of this security booth is 1.5 centimeters thick. Bullets can't pierce it, hahaha."

Without another word, Nan Xiao drove away in the Toyota car.

The security guard pointed the middle finger at the Toyota car that was far away, and continued to take out his mobile phone to watch a short movie, enjoying himself.

Five minutes later, the security guard, who was obsessed with small movies, suddenly felt something was wrong.He looked up, dumbfounded: My mother, what is that four-legged monster in the distance?
Four legs like a sickle, jumping more than ten meters high... What the hell is this!

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(End of this chapter)