1175 Everything Is for Justice

Sitting in the car, Mr. Trueman lit a cigarette, and neither of them spoke.

According to the information we just received, there was a fight at the station, which resulted in more than thirty people being injured and less than ten people dead. This is already considered a very, very serious case in the Federation.

Even gang fights have never been so big. At least gang fights will be in a place where there are no people, not where there are the most people.

One of them is an employee of Blackstone Security Company. Judging from the clues of the corpse dropped by the other party, he should be an international mercenary who entered the country illegally.

This is why the staff notified Lynch and asked him to go to the presidential palace with him. He was one of the parties involved.

Everyone was thinking about their own things along the way. The Department of International Affairs was not too far from the Presidential Palace. When the car stopped, the two got out of the car.

Mr. Trueman stood at the car door, holding on to the cleaned car roof with one hand and holding the door open with the other. He looked around, and finally looked at Lynch, "What do you think?"

Lynch closed the door and said, "This is a terrorist attack..."

"Terror... attack?" Mr. Trueman then closed the car door and curled his lips, "It sounds very distinctive."

In fact, neither of them took this matter as the same thing, but were considering whether this sudden incident could bring some benefits to what they were doing now.

Lynch's words reminded him that he already had a vague outline of the matter in his mind, but it happened so suddenly that it was not yet clear.

When the two entered the presidential office, Mr. President was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watching the gardener in the yard trimming vegetation and landscaping.

He heard the sound and turned to look at the two of them, then walked to his chair.

"This news is really terrible. My good mood all morning has been completely ruined. What is going on?" Mr. President looked at Lynch.

He got a little more information than Lynch had gotten in his haste, but only a little.

The information received from the local police station, the FBI, and the Security Committee was that two groups were fighting, and the fight ended after each left some bodies.

Five of the robbers died, and three died on Blackstone Security's side.

Originally, only one person on Blackstone Security's side was seriously injured. The position they chose was good, easy to defend and difficult to attack, until the opponent threw a grenade in.

In short, the intelligence reported from various places was summed up to form an initial simple impression of the fight.

This makes Mr. President very unhappy. This is one of the rare vicious cases in the federation that has killed and injured so many people. This will make him very embarrassed!

Even Congress will find trouble with him!

Mr. Trueman also looked at Lynch. Lynch was not nervous at all. He did not sit down. "Can I make a phone call first to find out the situation?"

The President was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

Lynch then called in the break room, and the sergeant answered.

Soon more specific and detailed information entered Lynch's ears from the sergeant's mouth.

At 10:35 in the morning, not long before Charlie (sister) boarded the train to the transportation hub, more than a dozen armed men suddenly attacked the waiting room.

This operation involved an eight-person security team, half in the light and half in the dark.

The company executives did not adjust the level of this operation to a particularly high level when evaluating this operation. So far, no one has launched an armed attack on federal soil, which also makes them habitually believe that this time it will be the same as usual, at best. Assassination or attack in a less crowded area.

Unexpectedly, the other party launched an attack directly at the station and used heavy firepower and grenades, causing unplanned losses.

What's even more troublesome is that Charlie (sister) was also lost. The group threw grenades and cleared away the resisting employees in the break room, then took Charlie (sister) away directly.

The company has now dispatched an operations squadron to the site, looking for customers and looking for the attackers.

After hearing this, Lynch thought for a while, "This is a premeditated terrorist attack. We must ensure the personal safety of our customers. This is what we must do."

"I heard that our client is a legal citizen of the Federation and has legal documents and certificates, is that correct?"

The sergeant was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "Yes, she just obtained citizenship of her country through investment immigration..."

"I don't care how she obtained it, that is a matter for the Immigration Department, as long as she is a citizen of this country and protected by the law and the charter."

"Adjust the level of this matter to the highest level, arrange for a supervisor to go to the scene to keep an eye on it, and notify me of any progress at any time."

After hanging up the phone, Lynch smoked another cigarette in the lounge before pushing out the door.

"Is it clear?" Mr. President looked at Lynch.

Lynch nodded, "A premeditated terrorist attack against our citizens. Mr. President, I think this case may be related to the talks."

Mr. President's head was buzzing at Lynch's words. He thought it was just an ordinary fight at first, but now...it seems to be of a different nature.

His expression became serious, and he nodded, "Go on."

Lynch began to make his case.

"We all know the importance of the talks. It is not just an organization that regulates trade and currency relations. It is actually the prototype of the 'Sol Zone'..."

Mr. President raised his hand, "Sorry to interrupt, what does 'Sol District' mean?"

“The Sol Zone is my way of describing the countries covered by the World Development Council. In the countries covered by this alliance, the Federal Sol will become the second legal currency in circulation after their own currency, or even parallel. .”

"The higher the usage rate of Federal Sol and the heavier the weight, the more things we can buy..."

These were a bit complicated for Mr. President. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Go on."

"The countries where federal Sol can legally circulate are called the 'Sole Zone'. In this area, we can control the trade and even politics of these countries through macro-level currency adjustments."

At this time, Mr. Trueman interjected, "For example, if the bank adjusts its strategy to increase the deposit interest rate of the Federal Sol, increase the interest rate on borrowing and lending, or vice versa, we can control the markets of more countries. "

In fact, the president still doesn't understand why adjusting deposit rates and lending rates can control the markets of other countries. But he is the president, not an economist.

He doesn't need to know everything, he just needs someone who knows how to do things for him.

Mr. President nodded seriously, "I think I figured it out. This looks really serious. Someone is provoking us!"

Lynch shook his head, "This is not a provocation, Mr. President, this is a terrorist attack!"

"I just received news that these people are from abroad. They committed such a horrific attack at this important time point."

"An attempt to destroy the strong will, the will to fight, and the will to freedom of the people of the Federation by creating terror!"

"I think these terrorists are most likely from some people in the Silver Alliance, or were influenced by..." Lynch smiled, with a very subtle smile. For a moment, in the minds of Mr. President and Mr. Trueman, The name "Gaevra" came to mind.

"They are challenging our dignity and testing our bottom line. If we let it go or treat it coldly, they may further attack our land and people."

"Mr. President, this is not a fight, this is a war that affects whether the Federation can gain a foothold in the world!"

"I suggest that while security agencies are allowed to conduct detection, Blackstone Security Company should also be temporarily given the power to cooperate with law enforcement in the country. I will mobilize most employees to cooperate with government departments to catch those terrorists as soon as possible and find out who is behind the scenes. planner."

Mr. President's head was still buzzing. He understood everything Lynch said, but he didn't know what each sentence meant.

Fortunately, he found someone who knew how to do it. "You mean, this was premeditated and planned by someone."

"Without a doubt, Mr. President." Lynch's answer was simple and full of convincing power.

"Their goal is to sabotage the talks, create an atmosphere of terror, and force the federal government to bow to some international forces!"

Mr. President was silent for a while and looked at Mr. Trueman. The latter nodded slightly and agreed with Lynch's view.

From Mr. Trueman's point of view, there was nothing wrong with Lynch's statement, as it was what Lynch had said not long after they met.

The Federation needs to keep moving forward and defeat enemies one after another along the way.

Only by continuing to win will the Federation get better and better.

If one day, there is no enemy in this world, then create an enemy!

The meeting has actually exposed many problems so far. The Federation's status in the international community is not high enough. Maybe they defeated the invincible navy of the Gefra Empire in a naval battle.

But everyone seemed to think it was an accident, like having a child after a hangover, and everything was just a coincidence!

These people do not believe that the Federation can still defeat the Gefra people in the next war, and these people firmly believe that there will definitely be a war between the Federation and Gefra.

There are many people who look down on the Federation, but they rarely show it.

Perhaps, we can use this opportunity to put some pressure on these people.

Mr. President thought for a while, then pointed at Lynch, "It is impossible to give you a private enterprise with law enforcement power, but we can use it..." He looked at Mr. Trueman, "What is the bill number? "

Mr. Trueman quickly reminded, "One, one, three!"

"Yes, "Recruitment Act No. 113"..."