Chapter 2495

It was not until Lynch left that Senator Langdon solemnly expressed his gratitude again at the door, and this time there was not so much auxiliary narrative, only one simple word——

Thanks!

Lynch patted him on the arm, finally got back in the car and left.

Ten years ago, Senator Langdon would not have said this thank you so easily.

After all, it is a human life!

At that time, he may not have had as much power as he does now, and he had never seen the scenery above the mountain.

It is unlikely that he will kill someone just because he has offended him.

He might punish him and torment him, but now he doesn't think so.

People have different behaviors and thoughts at different times. The person who saves people may be the person who kills people at another time and from another angle.

Everyone had a good sleep and had a good dream at night.

The next morning, Lynch was reading the newspaper when Connor's phone call came to him.

"If I don't call you, are you not going to take the initiative to call me?"

"Please, can't you act like I'm important?"

The cheerful energy in his words made it difficult for Lynch to regard this opening statement as a complaint. He smiled and explained some recent events.

It is said to be an explanation, but in fact it is to give both parties a decent step - the fact that I don't call you is not because you are not important enough, but because I am tied up.

In fact, both Lynch and Connor knew this was an excuse, but...who cares?

Lynch was more or less perfunctory, and Connor actually didn't care.

"So are you free today?"

"Come over for dinner tonight. It just so happens that we can chat. There are some things I want to discuss."

Connor chose his words carefully, using discussion rather than discussion.

Lynch is a very special person, and he will not accommodate him in anything just because he is the president.

Sometimes it will give him a little embarrassment, of course when there is no one else around.

This made Lynch different from everyone else, everyone else close to him.

Compared with those who only know how to accommodate, Lynch is obviously more three-dimensional and vivid in Connor's mind.

It's like he wouldn't apologize first and then find a reason, but would give a reason very perfunctorily. But Connor just fell for this trick and couldn't get angry. Instead, he felt that Lynch was really one of his own.

After the two exchanged a few words, they hung up the phone.

The weather in Bupen in September is as hot as a small stove, and the cool-dressed girls on the street are becoming one of the most important sights on the street.

Lynch had nothing to do today, so he wandered around the streets.

Some media always accuse him of lacking necessary protection, but in fact there are many people around him secretly protecting his safety.

And this kind of unplanned wandering is actually quite safe.

Lynch noticed some new posters appearing on the streets with bold slogans such as "War Remembrance Day."

There are many young officers on the poster, handsome or beautiful, and at the very top of the poster

This is a large-scale event initiated by the military and hosted by the military club.

The Ministry of National Defense is said to have approved a total of 20 million to go to military clubs in major cities across the country, and they plan to do a good job.

It looks... quite like that.

After wandering around outside for about forty minutes, the team leader responsible for Lynch's safety told him that he had been exposed to the outside world for long enough, and if he stayed any longer, his safety factor would be greatly reduced.

Lynch is afraid of death to some extent. He doesn't know if he will have a new journey after his death this time.

Or will it completely return to nothingness? He doesn't hope it will be the latter, because intelligent creatures regard living as the first priority for survival.

It is a very contradictory statement that the purpose of living is to live, but this is the ultimate goal engraved in the genes of all living things, to live longer!

The day passed by so quickly that many people may not even notice that it was dark.

In fact, time is also another kind of "fairness".

For those wealthy people who live a superior life, time seems to have become the most luxurious thing in the world.

Every day flies by for them, and is extremely short. In the blink of an eye, they grow up, and in the blink of an eye, they grow old!

Every day is more concretely stripped away from their lives. They long for more time and enjoy more time, so there is an organization like eternal life.

But for those with little wealth, every day is long.

Especially those who work hard in the workshop. Every time they look up at the clock exhausted, they find that a whole day has passed, but in fact only half an hour has passed since the last time they looked up.

Poor people can feel every minute and second better, which is something that rich people cannot enjoy anyway.