Swift left the newspaper and got into his Ford, which had been parked in the newspaper's underground parking lot for several months¡ªthe last time he drove it was before he set off for the Persian Gulf. Just as he was about to start the car with the key, a hand stretched out from the back seat and held down the hand holding the key. "If I were you, I wouldn't rush to start this car." Swift was startled. He didn't dare to turn his head and look at the face of the man in the back seat. He froze in his position and asked in a trembling voice: " "Who are you?" "I'm here to help you, Mr. Journalist. Your car has been rigged with a bomb that will explode if you turn the key. Then you will become a heroic journalist who is murdered by pro-panhumanists." Your wife will tearfully recall what a great person you were at the memorial event, and then happily spend the rest of her life with a pension from the U.S. government, and maybe she will remarry someone who likes her at the right time. "Jesse won't do that." "She will." The person in the back seat said decisively, "And you know very well that she will." Swift swallowed. No matter who you are, it¡¯s clear that Swift is facing a family crisis ¡ª or, as the fashionable term puts it, a midlife crisis. If it weren't for this kind of crisis, he wouldn't be so eager to find big news so that he could improve his status in the newspaper and, most importantly, increase his income. If he dies and still gets a pension, Jesse may indeed be very happy - the moment he thinks of this, Swift's mood becomes depressed. "Then what should I do now? Do you want to take me away?" "No, that will expose our existence. Your attention is too high now, and we cannot take risks to save you. After all, our main responsibility is Lying in and collecting intelligence, rescuing people, and assassinating people are not part of our business scope." "Then" Swift was interrupted when he started to speak: "Get off the train now, take the subway back, and try to avoid as many people as possible. When you get home, stay at home and wait for others to come to find you. " "But" "There's nothing wrong with it. It's impossible for state agencies to kill you while you're on the street, because it's possible. Although people who are caught by police who do not know the truth can use force to suppress the police, the more people know about it, the worse it will be. " "Wouldn't it be very dangerous when I am at home?" "Yes. , very dangerous. So someone will come to you before the U.S. government comes to your door. Don¡¯t worry, the government agencies are very inefficient. They need time to figure out why you don¡¯t drive, and they will also spend time tracking down my whereabouts. There will be a meeting to decide whether to adopt the second plan. After this process is completed, they will take action against you staying in the apartment." Swift swallowed. "Okay, get out of the car now. You've been in the garage for too long. They should have noticed something unusual. When you leave, remember to joke to the guard at the garage exit that your car won't start. You're so unlucky. And so on." Swift He hurriedly opened the car door and stumbled out of the car, as if there were some ghost chasing ghosts sitting in the car. As he strode toward the exit of the underground garage, he nervously looked back at his car, only to find that there was no one in the back seat. "Damn it." Swift whispered, "Have the Germans already developed the transparent human potion?" He whispered the name of the mysterious invention he had seen in science fiction novels when he was a child, and at the same time quickened his pace. ? ** Lin Guokai entered the reception room of the mansion under the guidance of several big men who looked unfriendly. "Wait here." The person who seemed to be the little boss ordered, opened the door and left the reception room. Lin Guokai sat down directly on the sofa, raised his head and asked the strong man standing with his hands behind his back: "Do you have any wine?" The strong man glanced at Lin Guokai, turned around, opened the wine cabinet, and took out the wine and drinking utensils. "Well, Lafite, it's not bad." Lin Guokai glanced at the label on the bottle and commented, "But I thought the mafia would drink more hard-core spirits." The strong man ignored Lin Guokai's plan at all. , after pouring the wine, he returned to his original standing position. Lin Guokai did not immediately reach for the wine glass, but took out his silver cigarette case, took out an authentic Cuban cigar from the cover, cut the wrapper with the cigar scissors attached to the side of the box, and then held the cigar in his mouth superior. The big guy who had just poured him a drink immediately stretched out his hand, took out his lighter and lit it. "Thank you." After lighting the cigarette, LinHe took a strong puff, then blew out the smoke ring while picking up the wine glass. At this moment, the door to the reception room opened. The little leader who had just gone to report stood next to the door, and then the "Tang" of the family entered the room. Lin Guokai didn¡¯t believe his eyes for a moment. He knew that Tang from the Belle family was a lady, but he thought she would be a powerful aunt, but he didn¡¯t expect that the person who entered the room was a young girl who looked about ten years old. "This is really the biggest surprise today." Lin Guokai muttered softly. "Many people say so." The girl immediately responded, "There are also people who despise me because of my appearance and then suffer a big loss, so Mr. Lin Guokai of Vale, you'd better not take it lightly. However, I pay attention to integrity. , If I am interested in the content of the meeting, I will usually make you a price that I cannot refuse." As he spoke, the girl sat down in front of Lin Guokai and crossed her legs. This action exposed part of her bright white thighs from under her skirt. It was really eye-catching. Lin Guokai found that the little boss who had been following her was peeking at her thighs and the ravine exposed in the neckline of her low-cut top with fiery eyes. After realizing that Lin Guokai was paying attention to him, the little boss quickly put on the solemn expression just now. The girl smiled and said softly: "Osiro is a capable guy, but he is just a bit lustful. But this does not affect his ability to do it." Lin Guo laughed and glanced at the little boss behind the girl. It seemed that this The little boss was already eaten up by the young and beautiful Tang. At that moment, Lin Guokai was a little worried that the girl in front of him would suffer. "Explain your purpose, Mr. Lin Guokai. As far as I know, Vale's business has not had any contact with our family so far. Your factory is the home of panhumanism, so it is almost unaffected by the strike. We need to deal with the unionists and harsh leaders, but your mining industry in Australia and South American countries is completely independent, and you have mine law enforcement teams to deal with the unions. From my perspective, I really don¡¯t want you to do this. "If our enterprises grow bigger in the United States, we will have a lot less business." "Thank you, we are not that good. In fact, our factories still have many problems. We don't know when we will have to ask the incompetent Tang. "But that's not what I'm here for today. Miss Mary Belle, I have something more difficult to ask of you today than the strike and the unionists." "You want us to kill those who created that report." "Leah Swift?" "No, it's just the other way around." At this time, Lin Guokai saw a change of emotion on Mary Belle's young and beautiful face. She adjusted her sitting posture and looked very interested. The voice said: "Oh? This is very interesting, let's talk about it." Then Lin Guokai told the whole story, and Mary Belle smacked her lips in a low voice. "Since the Eye of Odin can obtain information so quickly, it must be able to save this reporter, right? There should be no need for us gangsters to take action." "I think so too, but what about our intelligence agency? It's really just an intelligence agency. They only use strong tactics when conducting domestic counter-espionage. They never assassinate, they only arrest and torture, and the subsequent disposition will be transferred to the national judicial organs. In my opinion, this The methods of the intelligence agencies are too clean, but it seems that it is precisely because of these clean methods that they have successfully instigated many people with integrity. These people are impossible to shake from the intelligence agencies that do dirty things. "Mary Belle squinted her eyes, seeming to evaluate what Lin Guokai said. Finally, she said: "It's very interesting, very interesting. So now the task of rescuing this reporter is left to us, right?" "That's it. As far as I know, among the gangs, only the Belle family dares to It¡¯s a hot potato.¡± ¡°Yes, we dare to accept it, if the conditions you offer are good enough.¡± Lin Guokai laughed: ¡°Your straightforward negotiation method is different from my boss. They look like acquaintances." Mary Belle had no reaction at all to Lin Guokai's gossip. It seemed that she was no longer interested in anything other than the reward for rescuing the reporter. Lin Guokai cleared his throat and said solemnly: "The reward is 30% of the equity of our three best subsidiaries, how about it?" "Too little. And money is the most worthless thing in the world. If you want, you can make a lot of money at any time. I just said that you have to give me a price that I can't refuse. " "So, how about this? Vale will do its best in the next twenty years.Go on the road to support Mary Belle's campaign. Lin Guokai said in a deep voice, staring directly into Mary Belle's eyes. To his surprise, Mary Belle smiled: "This is pretty decent." However, this is only enough for us to remove the reporter from the sight of US government agencies. You have to do the rest yourself. As far as I know, the FBI and the Congressional Un-American Committee are now watching him. , even for the mafia, this risk is quite high. " "make a deal. "Lin Guokai said decisively. (Someone gave me a sleeping dog again on STEAM I have obviously played Yakuza 0 so much that I want to write a gangster drama, but you still gave me a sleeping dog. Believe it or not, Lin Youde said in the next chapter: There is only one virtuous person in Europa, and that is me, Lin Youde)