Chapter 1685 My Turn
Early the next morning after Lynch was attacked, the president woke up from his sleep.
He had a nightmare.
He dreamed that Lynch's temperament changed drastically because of the attack, and he began to intervene more and more actively in the operations of the federal government.
He even promoted the outbreak of World War III for this attack!
Sometimes the dream is very absurd, it makes no sense, and at the same time it doesn't make people feel out of place.
It's like a person suddenly mastered the skill of flying in a dream, constantly jumping between buildings, and finally falling from outer space...
There is no logic at all, but people don't feel that it violates various conventions. In dreams, people will ignore some things that affect the continuation of the dream!
In his dream, Mr. Trueman dreamed that his mind was open and he picked up a mirror.
His eyes were refracted by the mirror, penetrated the hole in his head, and saw Lynch.
All of a sudden, he was frightened and woke up!
It's not a good dream, and it doesn't have to be absurd.
Because such absurd things as the president's assassination have not only happened in the short history of the Federation, but have also been successful, and more than once!
He had trouble falling back to sleep after being startled, even though his body told him he needed rest.
My eyes hurt and my head was buzzing.
He sat on the bed for a while and looked at the time. It was already a little past six o'clock and it was time to get up.
He gently rolled out of bed, went to the bathroom and took a hot bath. Then he called his assistant in the study to ask about the news he had not heard last night.
"...This thing sounds a bit ridiculous, but please believe me, it is all true."
Mimi Huhu's assistant still looked a little tired. He tried to hide this fatigue, but was not very successful.
He began to tell Mr. Trueman what had happened the night before.
"They found two vehicles and found two bodies."
"But it may not be what we think."
"According to the news from the Security Committee, the driver of a refrigerated truck was a road killer. He killed the original driver and his companions."
"Now they are verifying the identity of these two people, but other than that we are not finding anything else of value."
"So overall, there is a high probability that we will not get any clues related to this eucalyptus."
"The response team said there is a strong possibility that the bodies are still in Bupain, which also increases the possibility of Pengeo's foul play."
Mr. Trueman listened with a frown on his face, smiled a little when he heard there were two bodies, and then smiled no more.
What they are looking for now is not a road killer, but an attacker, an assassin!
This also troubled him.
Once Lynch takes action on his own, he can't guarantee that Lynch will be able to find answers rationally, and it's hard to persuade him.
After all, those people targeted him and carried out the action.
It's just that they miscalculated Lynch's security situation. Judging from the situation Lynch encountered at that time, this was very dangerous.
Even if he does something a little out of line, the whole society will tolerate him.
This is also what worries Mr. Trueman the most. He worries that Lynch will taste part of the power given to him in the name of revenge and become addicted to it.
Seeing the president's sad face, the assistant didn't know how to explain it.
There had been no clues for a whole day, but now the "left-behind" faction was beginning to gain the upper hand.
These experts believe the attackers are in the city, including the bodies.
The agency started a large-scale investigation in the city. They visited all the places where the body could be disposed of in a very short time, but unfortunately nothing was gained.
Mr. Trueman asked Lynch several times what he was doing and got the same answer.
He has been resting at home, reading the newspaper, answering the phone, or in turn comforting others not to worry too much about his situation.
He did not behave like a man who had just been attacked, and Mr. Trueman also found a psychiatrist and asked him to re-evaluate Lynch.
The conclusion is still the same -
Lynch is fucking healthier than a psychiatrist, mentally!
The next day was still a fruitless day.
On the morning of the third day, Lynch had been watching TV after breakfast. The incident was also discussed on TV during this period. Blackstone TV even produced a temporary program "If I Were a Detective".
The show features some of Buppen's well-known private detectives, as well as some active participants.
In the program, they will make guesses and inferences about the follow-up situation of the incident based on the clues they currently have.
It has to be said that even during the war, the people of the Federation still did not relax their determination to pursue entertainment!
The ratings directly beat all other programs in the same period. Of course, this is also related to the fact that the program team said that whoever's guess is closest to the truth will receive a bonus of 100,000 yuan.
Including those who wrote the letter, if multiple people’s inferences are close to the truth, then they will share the 100,000 yuan equally!
Lin Qi himself also wrote his own opinion. He directly wrote the name of the eldest prince Peng Jieao...
When the second hand that people didn't care about turned around again and pointed to zero again, the phone in the room suddenly rang.
Lynch looked at it and waited for it to ring a few times before picking it up.
"Don't mess around!"
Before Lynch could say anything first, like "This is Lynch" or "I am," Mr. Trueman's voice came through the receiver.
"This is a warning and a request, don't mess around!"
"None of us want to see a chaotic Boupen, you should know what I mean!"
Lynch curled his lips, "How could I mess up?"
Neither of them continued to speak and remained silent.
After a while, Mr. Trueman realized that he could not convince him and gave up the idea.
Until now, he has not promised himself that "I won't mess around." He only answered himself with an uncertain sentence like "How could I mess up?" This indicates that Lynch this time is different from before.
In the past, whether Lynch encountered good or bad things, he would always be very rational. He knew how to choose the most rational choice that was good for him among two or more choices.
But this time, he made a less rational choice.
Mr. Trueman thought for a while and added, "Notify me first if there is news, that's it..."
The busy signal on the phone made Lynch sneer at the receiver, and he shook his head slightly.
He knew exactly what federal government agencies had done in the past two days.
In fact, what these people did was not wrong, but there were too few incidents and many clues took time to grasp.
Secondly, their angle is too high. Those who may have clues are often criminals, and those people have been hiding for a long time.
So there is no news so far. I can’t blame them. I can only say that everything that happened is nothing.
Lynch hung up the phone again, turned around, looked at the room full of people, and asked with a smile, "What are you waiting for?"
"Gentlemen?"
Everyone in the room started to turn around and leave. The signal gun had been fired. It was their turn to take action!
In the past two days, there was actually a competition between the management of Green Brothers and Blackstone Security.
Lynch could see the signs, but he didn't point it out or intervene in management.
Orderly competition is very valuable whether in business or elsewhere.
It can inspire people to be more motivated and subjectively want to accomplish something, which is much more effective than someone urging them from behind.
The Brothers Grimm were the first to leave in a car. In the car, Fern asked Noel, "Where should we go first?"
Noel took out a bullet from his pocket and put it into Fern's hand, "First figure out where these guns come from!"
The weapons used by the attackers in the attack were all weapons produced locally by the federal government. The police and the Security Committee did not get much information from the shell casings and warheads at the scene.
Those guns were not registered, so they were probably black guns.
In the Federation, the black gun industry is huge, but it is not without rules.
The simplest truth is that if the military-industrial complex does not sell these weapons to arms dealers in the underground market, where will they come from?
If they could make their own standard weapons, they would no longer be black gun dealers!
Most black guns are "exported for domestic sales." These weapons that cannot be sold domestically will complete almost all projects according to the export process.
But the final step, shipping them out of the country, will change somewhat.
The containers shipped out no longer contain the arms that were supposed to go abroad. These arms will be intercepted privately.
Since they are exported goods, they will not keep records from the beginning. At most, they will have a gun number.
But the gun number will be completely erased later, and it will become a so-called black gun.
There is no ballistic record and no gun number. Logically speaking, they should be overseas!
No one can trace where they are and who they were sold to!
Apart from……
In a sense, one of our own!
Stannie is such an arms dealer. He has been making export orders in name, exporting weapons to some chaotic and backward areas.
But in fact, most of the weapons will be kept in the country.
On Bu Pen's side, his team is considered to be relatively large.
It is said that at least 15,000 weapons of various types enter society through his channels every year!
He was called "Gunpowder Daddy" by people in the underground world in Bupen. Anyone with a nickname in the underground world is not an ordinary person!
Lynch knew about it as soon as he was attacked, and then hid.
He even dared to bet that the weapons used by those people must be black guns.
As the largest black gun dealer in the Bupen area, the federal government would definitely not let him go, so he hid early in the morning... (To be continued)