Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

"Is it arranged?"

"Yes, sir, although the other party is very vigilant, we still sent a 'waiter' to lurk in, and we will probably see the news tonight." The person in charge stood behind the man's sofa in an unassuming manner, "In the news of the Columbia Evening News superior."

"If it was that easy, we wouldn't have such a headache knowing who is standing behind her." Although the head of the 'cleaner' made a promise, the man didn't fully believe it, "Now we are getting a job from the Ursus military. The most disgusting thing about inquiring about information with the Intelligence Bureau is that even the Longmen Guards Bureau may also be involved."

Perhaps feeling a little annoyed, the man drank the champagne without elegance.

"But this is Colombia after all, sir. This country has been operating under our will for so many years, and the plans of those foreigners will basically and will definitely fail. This kind of unabashed intervention is contempt for all of us."

The person in charge of one of the 'investors' of a certain presidential candidate said with a gloomy expression.

At this time, the man finally turned his head to look at the person in charge. Obviously, the person in charge had an ugly expression.

"In order to do a good job in this service, how many people have you lost?"

"Seven of them, the closest one was spotted on the rooftop, and he just missed pulling the trigger."

"What about this time?"

"Please don't worry, sir, he is our best 'waiter'. His humbleness is sometimes hard for us to discover, and he has solved many troubles for the organization."

And the cost is obvious.

"So the price this time may need to be renegotiated—after all, we are businessmen, and the original agreement signed for this sale was priced at cost."

"Isn't the 2000 million Longmen coins enough?"

"The seven people we lost are all first-class 'waiters', sir. Including the compensation, we need at least 1000 million Longmen coins."

The man who heard the price increase from the person in charge didn't make a statement, but just shook the cup's stem rhythmically and gently.

"You reminded me just now." The man tilted his head indifferently, "In addition to that Miss Helen, her assistant is also very dangerous, in case of accidents, I will find someone to arrange for her later, except for the fund compensation I personally can add another 1000 million to your 500 million."

"Thank you for your patronage, sir, but—"

However, the person in charge was not pleased with the new lucrative order.

"According to the information we have dug out with a lot of resources, that woman should not be underestimated."

"Is she the mastermind behind all this?"

"No, but it might be very close." The person in charge shook his head slightly in denial, "It is said that she has a relationship with Rhodes Island. According to the last clue we got, she served for the Rhodes Island Inspectorate."

The man stopped shaking his glass.

That pharmaceutical company with an excellent security department, even with the capital accumulated by the major chaebols in Colombia with years of monopoly and violence in the country, cannot question its status as the most powerful chaebol in Terra today.

Regarding whether Rhode Island will participate in the presidential election and the possible motives for participating in the general election, the think tanks within the chaebol alliance have met and discussed many times, but except for the least likely and most absurd motive

——[Revenge for the 'operator' Shi Huaiya who was attacked in Colombia]

In addition, the think tank has always been unable to determine the motives and indications of Rhode Island's interference in the Colombian election.

The man was silent for a long time, with anger in his eyes.

"The 500 million will be counted as compensation, and the mission will be cancelled."

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Chapter 52

The shooting against the presidential candidate quickly spread across Colombia.

The hotel was blocked, and various departments in Colombia intervened in the investigation with unprecedented efficiency. Fortunately, due to the sound security mechanism, a bodyguard injured and subdued the gunman before he opened fire.

According to the preliminary investigation of the Inspectorate, the gunman may have mental illness and will be handed over to the court for trial.

Since the shooter was injured during the subduing process, the possibility of bail for medical treatment cannot be ruled out afterwards. Helen's campaign team strongly condemned this despicable behavior and asked the Colombian Inspectorate to find out the truth as soon as possible.

In the apartment, as the central figure in the incident, Helen seemed to have no negative emotions.

"Fortunately, our people discovered the gunman's abnormal behavior in advance and took precautions, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." The team leader walked in from the door guarded by two Sakotas and watched Helen put down the communicator, "The other two The person has been arrested and did not notify the Columbia Inspectorate, please leave it to us to arrange, Miss Helen, don't worry."

"I'm sorry to bother you." Helen stroked her sister's hair, barely concealing her inner panic. "Actually, after going through the previous few times, I'm almost used to it."

"—From another point of view, this is a sign of their desperation." The team leader hung the mechanical gun on his back, and nodded solemnly to Helen, "This war is about to end, in the words of the doctor: the battle before dawn." Night is darkest, but only before dawn."

"Sorry for making you bear danger for me."

"This is our vocation. Compared with such small scenes, the airborne combat during the Great War is the real narrow escape, but we all survived."

The team leader, who was not good at comforting others, said dully, fortunately, Helen is no longer the dismissed telegraph employee, and has firmly accepted everything that happened to her.

"We all have our own mission, Mr. Leader."

"—As long as Miss Helen still believes in the doctor, he will arrange everything."

Helen looked at the group leader's solemn expression, and nodded slowly.