Chapter 1166 Sunset (2nd Update, Please Give Me Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1167 Sunset (Two updates, please vote for me)

Chenxi City·Glory Palace

"The parliament is over?"

Christos raised his head and looked at the man with silver ponytail in front of him.

"Um,"

The man with the silver ponytail pursed his lips and threw the thick draft bill in his hand on the ground, "It didn't pass."

Christos showed an expression that meant he had known this before, shrugged, picked up the bill on the table, and said with a smile, "Looking at you, what new objections did they come up with this time?"

"You know what a congressman said?"

The man with the silver ponytail rubbed his forehead and said with a speechless expression, "He said that anti-consortium monopoly and splitting up the consortium may lead to large layoffs in the consortium, unemployment, and an increase in the crime rate."

"Isn't that a very old-fashioned reason?"

Christos wondered.

"Yes, I retorted that the consortium is currently laying off employees, and under the squeeze and control of the consortium, the unemployment rate and crime rate are getting higher year by year.

"Splitting the consortium to fully compete and returning some key facilities to the city government will allow more people to obtain more jobs, and the city government will also be able to provide jobs through work-for-relief,"

The silver-haired ponytail man said dumbfounded,

"That guy actually said that the crime rate is rising now because prostitutes have too many babies. The city government should subsidize the prostitutes and let them undergo full-body prosthetic transformation. If they can't give birth to children, they naturally don't have sinful blood, so the crime rate will naturally rise." lowered,

"He suggested we add this to the bill, and he voted for it if we added it,"

As he spoke, he did not recite the words, "Don't he know that the prosthetic transformation of prostitutes in Chenxi City is now almost 80%? They are all using the most rubbish prosthetics, and the organs they can sell, including uteruses, are all Sold out."

He looked at Christos, his face slightly red, "Did you know? That guy graduated from Chenxi University. Can these bastards who write recommendation letters not stuff all the rubbish into the university?"

"I see,"

Christo smiled and said,

"You are talking about Representative Raymond. His father is the director of Munstein Intelligent Machinery.

"More than 90% of the low-priced female prostheses in Chenxi City are sold by Monstein Intelligent Machinery. They have recently exposed several negative news about shoddy and refurbished and scrapped products. Although they have been suppressed, it is still a little bit... affect sales.”

"Fuck, this isn't weird at all,"

The silver-haired ponytail man sat opposite Christos, "I have been a professor in the university for too long and I am not used to the shamelessness of these bastards."

"It's okay, just get used to it."

Christos lowered his head and looked at the draft bill in front of him.

“It has been more than half a year and it has been changed so many times, but there are fewer and fewer people supporting the bill.”

The man with silver hair and ponytail also lowered his head and said softly.

"Let's try again. If it doesn't work, I will use the mayor's executive order to directly implement this bill."

Christos whispered.

"The mayor's executive order can be revoked by the mayor at any time,"

The silver-haired ponytail man sighed lightly, "Your next term can repeal all the bills with just one signature. Your term will not be long."

"As long as we can get re-elected, there will be no problem."

Christos took a deep breath and said, "At present, our support rate is still very promising."

The silver-haired ponytail man was silent for a moment and whispered, "It's been another half a year."

"Um,"

Christos looked up at the fading sunlight outside the window, "It's been another half a year."

"Is it possible that our old friend can help us?"

The silver-haired ponytail man asked in a low voice.

"Maybe there will be, or maybe there won't be anything, but we can't keep hoping that He will help us,"

Christos said hoarsely, "After so many times, don't you know the way that old friend handles things? He who saves himself saves others. There won't always be heroes descending from the sky to help us. The root of everything is still ourselves."

——

Mingte City·South District

The red-haired man and the old man walked along the snow-covered road, and the atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

After a while, Borrick seemed a little bored. He broke the silence and asked curiously, "Old man, I just laughed at you, and you didn't seem to feel anything?"

"Young man, where are you?"

Wicken sneered, "When I was young, I worked as a dog for the consortium and suffered much more humiliation than you did.

"I worked as a secretary for the then CEO of a consortium. He played games with his mistress and asked me to watch. He threw bread to me that his mistress had stepped on and asked me to lie on the ground and eat it like a dog. The bread they threw."

"Some people might see this as a reward?"

Borrick thought for a moment and said suddenly.

The Weeknd:?

"What happened to the CEO of the consortium later?"

Borrick glanced over and asked slowly.

"Dead,"

Wiken looked indifferent, "He took a vacation and traveled, and accidentally encountered a wilderness wanderer who ransacked the place. A group of people, including his mistress, his wife, children, and illegitimate children, all died."

"It seems that you were in charge of Note Intelligence's security force at that time."

Borrick said pointedly.

"I'm not responsible,"

Wicken sneered, "The security chief also died later. He committed suicide because he was unfavorable in protecting the CEO."

"Old guy, you are a bit cruel."

Borrick said hoarsely.

"I have said that I have had ups and downs in my life. I have met many people and experienced too many things,"

Wiccan sneered, "Your little taunts and threats are not even a ripple."

"What about Sauter?"

Borric asked suddenly.

"Saote?"

Wiccan was stunned for a moment, his steps slowed down a bit, and then after a brief pause, his voice lowered,

"You haven't seen enough people, maybe you can't see how scary he is. I can't see any feelings or fluctuations about life and death in his eyes.

"Believe me, he has probably killed more people than you have ever seen.

"If you communicate with normal people, they at least have something to ask for. Even if they don't abide by the law, they will all have preferences. Some people love money, some people love beauty, and some people value family affection. But I am in Soter Can't even see it.

“As long as a person has preferences and biases, that person will have weaknesses and will be corrupted.

"But there is nothing in Sauter's eyes. This is the first time I have seen such a person in so many years.

"He is like an evil spirit coming back from hell. He has only one goal, and then he runs rampant towards that goal. The morality, humanity, and lawfulness you see in him are all the human skin he wears to restrain him."

He paused for a moment, with a hint of fear, "And underneath this man's skin is a complete monster."

"You're afraid of him."

Borrick chuckled softly.

"As long as you stand across from him and fight against him, even for just a moment, you will understand how I feel,"

Wiken glanced at Borrick and sneered, "Young man, don't be fooled by his human skin. I said he is a devil, a devil in human skin."

"It seems that you were frightened by him. You just said that you have seen all kinds of storms."

Borrick shrugged and said nonchalantly.

Wiccan looked back at him, "Young man, it's normal to be a little arrogant, but believe me, you won't want to meet him,"

He turned around and glanced nearby, "We will go directly around the FBI area later. I know a path that can go directly across. I often wandered around here when I was a child."

"I know, old man, I'm not that stupid. I don't want to run into Sauter at all. I will go around him."

Borrick smiled and said, "I just want to make money. After I finish this job, I will immigrate to Dawn City."

"Chenxi City is not peaceful right now,"

Wickan glanced at Borrick, "That Mayor Christos is a troublemaker."

"No matter how peaceful it is, it is better than being besieged by mercenary groups like Mingte City,"

Borrick shrugged, "I don't want to live a life like this where I'm going to die tomorrow and have my head stuck in my belt."

"Let's hope we don't meet that devil."

Wiccan turned around, spoke hoarsely, and moved forward quickly.

"Tsk, scared old man,"

Borrick scoffed, then he lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, "But you are right, that bastard is really a devil."

——

FBI building

"Haqiu——"

Ho Ao sneezed while walking in the corridor.

"Mr. Sauter, what's wrong?"

Heer turned around with the tablet in hand, looked at He Ao, and asked with some confusion, "Is your injury still recovering from yesterday?"

"Maybe,"

He Ao shrugged, "Maybe someone said bad things about me,"

He touched his ears and listened to the continuous conversation coming from the tiny Bluetooth headset, "He keeps talking."

"ah?"

Hull was a little confused.

"nothing,"

He Ao shook his head and looked at Hel, "Do you have anything to give me just now?"

"This is it,"

Hull immediately handed over the tablet in his hand, "In addition to the disappearance of Wiken and Borrick, when I took stock of the warehouse, I also found that some implant equipment was missing on the first floor of the warehouse."

He Ao took the tablet, looked through the photos on it, then nodded slightly and asked casually, "I understand, does anyone know that these things are lost?"

"just me,"

Hull said slowly, "Borick used to be responsible for the warehouse management on the first floor. He knew very well what was in the warehouse on the first floor, so after he disappeared, I suspected that something might be missing from the warehouse, so I went to take inventory. "

"Borrick used to sneak into the warehouse?"

He Ao raised his head and glanced at Heer.

"He has a bad personality, doesn't have many friends, and is often ostracized in the bureau,"

Hull said slowly, "The few remaining friends also died due to various 'accidents'. He has been alive until now because he has always been 'obedient' to Director Quick and did not do anything extreme. "

Then he looked at He Ao and whispered, "Mr. Sauter, I don't think Borrick will rebel. Although we haven't really gotten along for a long time, he shouldn't be that kind of person. He must have his own difficulties." ”

"Um,"

He Ao put down the tablet in his hand, "Don't tell anyone about the theft in the warehouse. We'll issue a wanted order for Wiken first, but block the news about Borrick's disappearance."

"Mr. Sauter."

Heer was stunned for a moment and looked up at He Ao.

If the news of Wiken's disappearance and the disappearance of FBI agent Borrick are put together, it will definitely make unreasonable associations among those who are interested.

"Before everything comes to light, it is right to believe in your comrades."

He Ao reached out and patted his shoulder.

Heer nodded heavily.

He Ao then asked, "Where do you think Wicken will go first after running away?"

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