0887 All the Way North

"Almost done."

Lynch said as he took out a stack of checks from his pocket, "There are more than 70 million here. After deducting my 30 million, we will split the rest in half..."

As he spoke, he took out a dozen of them and handed them over, "With my 30 million, you almost have a 50 million check in your hand."

"Your business is doing well. It's more than most people here... no, it's more than everyone here makes in a year!"

Beret couldn't believe his ears. After staring at Lynch for three or four seconds, he couldn't help laughing again.

While laughing, he slapped the armrest and swayed back and forth slightly, "I knew you were a fucking interesting person and your brain was very useful. How about you come and have sex with me!"

"As you said just now, I earn more from this business than everyone here earns in a year."

"Your brain, the gun in my hand..." Maybe he was afraid that Lynch would forget that he had a gun in his hand, so he couldn't help but pull out the gun from his waist and shook it a few times.

"We will definitely become the most successful partnership, and then we will rule Marillo together!"

The beret's silver-gray eyes reveal something called "arrogant ambition."

There are endless wars in Maloryo, and there are many warlords, but in fact, the real rulers are the Malorians.

The Mallorians ruled Marillo for a long time, and they accumulated a great deal of wealth - and here I mean those at the top of society, not the Mallorians who lived in the slums.

So now, more than half of the big warlords in Marillo are warlord organizations with Malorians as the core. Only two warlord organizations have leaders who are Marillo.

He wants to be the third one!

Or even be the last one!

He looked at Lin Qi enthusiastically, but it was a pity that Lin Qi would not agree.

Gradually, the beret began to feel disappointed, and he sighed, "I know that none of you federal people look down on you."

He suddenly picked up the knife and fork and continued to enjoy the beef that he thought was very delicious. While eating and talking, blood mixed with his saliva spurted out of his mouth, which was very disgusting.

"Keep all the checks..."

"If I say no, are you going to threaten me with your gun to my head again?"

The beret burst out laughing. He sprayed the beef that he had not swallowed in his mouth onto the table. He grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth while laughing loudly.

"You're such a likable guy. Really, I kind of like you."

"As for your guess, who knows?"

Lynch shrugged indifferently. He deliberately took out a waterproof envelope and put all the checks in it.

After doing this, he looked at the beret, "Where's my check?"

The beret originally wanted to eat something, but looking at the ghostly look on the table, he finally gave up and said, "What do you want to do?"

"This is a waterproof envelope, made by the bank to deal with various situations. Even if it is sunk into the sea, as long as it is not that deep, it will be safe for a short time."

"There are a lot of water molecules in the air over the sea, and if you just put it in your pocket, or anywhere it can be in direct contact with the air..."

Lynch pulled a check from the envelope and rubbed his finger over the signature in front of the beret.

A clear signature became blurry in an instant. The beret was stunned for a moment and stood up suddenly, "What the hell are you doing!"

He walked up to Lynch and grabbed the check. The signature on it was very blurry. Even if he had not gone to the bank to handle transfer or cashing business, he knew that the check was invalid.

"Look what the fuck you've done, it's a million!"

Beret lost his temper quickly, and this time he did not threaten Lynch with a weapon because he knew that this move was of no use.

After Lin Qi watched him get angry quietly, he said, "I'm just going to show you what you have to do. You can refuse my proposal, and then you have to bear the consequences of refusal."

Beret hesitated for a moment, but finally took out the check from his coat pocket and handed it to Lynch.

In front of him, Lynch put the check into a waterproof envelope, sealed it, lightly toasted the edges under the flame of a lighter, and quickly pinched it tightly.

There is a kind of glue strip inside that will soften and have a very high viscosity. It will harden again after cooling, and the inside of the envelope will become an independent space.

"There are almost 100 million in it. You have to keep it safe." Lynch looked at him seriously. "You know, its color is bright yellow, just to make it easier for people to find it."

"You need to place a substitute for it. Such money is enough for those scoundrels to kill you a hundred times."

Lynch's serious instructions made the beret listen. He himself was not very smart, otherwise he would not have appeared on this ship. At the same time, he could listen to the advice of smart people.

Thinking that there was so much money in this envelope, and looking at Lin Qi's serious expression, he vaguely felt that Lin Qi did not lie to him.

He nodded vigorously and stuffed the envelope into his underwear in front of Lynch and with his back to his henchmen.

Lynch's face turned a little ugly, and Beret caught a glimpse of it and smiled.

"Don't look like that, my friend, it's already mine. You haven't forgotten it, have you?"

After stuffing the envelope into his underwear, he wanted to reach out and pat Lynch on the shoulder, but Lynch immediately moved away.

Seeing Lynch's exaggerated movements, Beret laughed again, "You are such an interesting guy, why don't you really think about doing it with me?"

Lynch shook his head, "You can't afford to hire me. If you have a chance to survive and accumulate enough wealth, maybe we can cooperate one day."

He said it very rudely, and even stated that he was not optimistic about Beret's survival. Beret was not very angry.

This is the most common situation among people with changeable and moody personalities. They are not easily irritated by ordinary words, and of course sometimes they will explode inexplicably.

"There will be a day." Beret retracted his hand and looked at Lynch. At this time, he seemed to be different from before.

This amount of money is enough for him to form a force that cannot be ignored.

"Take him away!"

Beret asked people to take Lynch away. Looking at Lynch's retreating background, he smelled his fingers and found an indescribable odor.

Subconsciously, he shuddered, damn it!

Everyone was locked in their rooms. Continuous gunfire came from the lower cabin. The rich people in the upper cabin all knew what it was.

They were massacring the Mallory people. At this time, no one stood up to say or do anything. This made Lynch and some people even more certain that the robbers were leaving.

The robbers destroyed the boilers and generators before leaving, plunging the entire ship into darkness.

As soon as it got dark, the beret left with the looted wealth and the small envelope. There was always a sense of danger lingering around him, making him eager to leave.

At half past six, Lynch left the room and the cruise ship was empty.

He silently came to the first deck, piled together some things he could find, and then lit a fire.

The fire burned quickly, and the light could be seen from a distance when looking down from the air.

"There is fire in the distance... in the direction. It should be the cruise ship. You must speed up."

The pilot of the aircraft in the sky pulled the control stick, and the aircraft quickly tilted and pulled in a quarter circle, quickly flying towards the place where there was fire.

Lynch moved a chair and sat next to the fire, smoking a cigarette and thinking about something.

In fact, the checks taken by the berets cannot be exchanged.

Something is in Lynch's hands, and that's valid credentials.

But if these credentials fall into the hands of those who are not equipped to use them, it is invalid.

So in fact, Lynch did not lose anything, but he was very unhappy. He gave Beret a chance to choose, and he chose wrongly.

The distant roar in the air told Lynch that the rescue ship should be nearby. About an hour later, a federal navy cruiser approached, along with Blackstone Security personnel.

"Mr. Lynch..."

As soon as the naval captain boarded the ship, he noticed Lynch sitting on the deck smoking. The staff sergeant and others also noticed it and immediately walked over.

Lynch said what they were interested in, "No one had an accident, they were all in the upper cabin. All the original crew members on the ship were probably killed."

"It's too late. I don't know where they went. If you notify the plane, they should still be able to find them."

He stood up holding on to the chair, hooked his fingers at the sergeant, and the two walked aside.

"Some idiot took my money and you have to help me get it back."

The sergeant was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "When will I take action?"

Lynch looked at the sergeant up and down and said, "You are responsible for commanding from behind. You don't have to go to the front line."

The sergeant also wanted to refute or say something to show that he could actually go out in the field. Even if he would not go out in the field in the end, he should at least show this attitude.

It's a pity that Lynch didn't give him a chance, "You have to think about your wife. If something happens to you, a man will spend your pension to fuck your wife and beat your children."

"It will be good enough if you take care of this matter later. I can trust you."

"Assign more people, we have to get ahead of others."

Lynch took the last puff of his cigarette and threw the butt into the sea. "The nature of this operation is very special. At the same time, I require you to use aircraft to coordinate operations during the operation."

"But how to do it must reflect the role of the aircraft!" Lynch patted the sergeant's arm, "Do you understand?"

The sergeant nodded, "I understand, boss!"

Lynch turned and walked towards the warship, "Now, tell the navy to send a separate speedboat to pick me up. I have a meeting with the top brass of the navy..."