Blackstone Code

"I hate everything here and I can't wait to get out of here!"

In the hotel room, Mr. Simon's wife was complaining.

She originally wanted to watch TV to pass the time, but what she didn't expect was that the TVs in the hotel were all the ones she had watched two days ago.

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After asking the front desk of the hotel, she learned that Nagaril did not have its own TV station, and naturally it was impossible to have any TV programs that were updated in real time. The content on the TV in the hotel actually came from video tapes.

These video tapes will be changed once a week, but considering the cost, there is not much content. You can watch all the new content in a day or two at most, and you have to watch the programs you have already watched over and over in the rest of the time. .

It is said that some Nagarilese, who have a little money and have no connections with foreigners, will stay in hotels for two days a week just to watch these TV programs. This is becoming a trend. A popular new business in Nagaril.

But these seem a bit dissatisfying to mothers and children from developed countries.

She turned off the TV and brought a bottle of wine. She needed to relax. Just after she took a few sips, the young man who had been standing by the window suddenly walked towards the door of the room.

"What are you going to do?", she asked.

"I want to go out and relax, you won't stop me, right?" He looked at his mother, who swallowed what she wanted to say under his gaze.

She shook her head, "Of course not, I mean... you can bring me some spirits when you come back."

This is a good way of saying it, avoiding her previous action of calling her child.

"Of course I will."

The young man walked out of the room. He would not be stupid enough to stay in the room all night. He was the kind of person who couldn't sit still. He was unlucky enough today. He needed a little stimulation to stop all the unhappiness today. Here it is.

At this time, the impulsive cadre in the lobby on the first floor also encountered trouble. He was stopped by the hotel staff.

"We can't let you in without a good reason, sir!"

The hotel staff promptly stopped the impulsive cadre who was about to take the elevator. First, the staff in the lobby had never seen this local here.

The high-end hotels in Nagaril actually have an unspoken rule that is not very written and not made public, that is, they do not serve the local bottom class of society, they only serve foreigners and local wealthy people.

The cheap clothes worn by the impulsive cadre and the poorly groomed hair, sideburns and beard made him look like he did not belong to the upper class at all. Naturally, it was impossible for the hotel to let a low-class person disturb the resting VIP guests.

Secondly, now is a very sensitive time. Although the conflicts between locals and foreigners have subsided, they are still at a relatively tense stage.

Many foreigners have been received in the hotel. The hotel must ensure that the problem does not occur in this hotel, so any possible threats must be prevented.

Two staff members stopped the impulsive cadre, while several security guards with rubber sticks in their hands stood not far away, watching eagerly.

This is the first trouble that the impulsive cadre encounters. The second trouble is that he only knows where the people he is looking for come from and what their names are, but he does not know what they look like.

This may sound a bit funny...but it is the most real situation for him at this time, drinking and causing trouble.

In silence, the hotel staff and security guards were getting closer and closer to him. If he couldn't answer any valuable questions, these people would politely "invite" this compatriot out and possibly let him go. I can't continue to cause trouble in the hotel in a short time.

At this time, the bell from the elevator slightly attracted people's attention. People looked towards the elevator and saw a well-dressed gentleman walking out of the elevator.

He also noticed what happened at the door, but he didn't care much. He only cared about how much money he had to spend to find short-term happiness in this city. Maybe the hotel manager could provide him with some help?

Thinking of this, he changed his original idea and walked towards the bar. Perhaps his actions made the impulsive cadre's reaction slightly catch up with the current situation. He stated his purpose, "I'm here to find two people from ...Ladies and gentlemen in this place, I have something very important to talk to them about, and there are some things I am not comfortable saying to you."

The young man who was getting the secret of happiness from the lobby manager was stunned for a moment. He felt that the other person was looking for him, so he looked curiously at the guy who seemed to be in a bad state.

He didn't know this person, and he didn't have many friends locally. The only person who might have contact with him was his damn half-brother.

The lobby manager, who noticed the change in his expression, immediately said, "Kick out the irrelevant people. This is not a road. Anyone can come!"

However, the young man raised his hand in time and stopped the people in the hotel from driving the impulsive cadre out. Instead, he walked a little closer and said, "I don't know you!"

He really didn't know this person. He said this just out of curiosity. He didn't think that a local aboriginal could hurt himself under the protection of these staff and those strong security guards, so he wanted to clear up his doubts.

It was this sentence that made the impulsive cadre know that the guy in front of him was the one who was looking for him, but he was not yet completely sure that killing an unrelated person would alert the real person involved. In order to verify that the person in front of him was the one who was looking for him. What he wanted to find, he also replied, "I'm here for those legacy."

Although alcohol made him excited and distracted his attention, at this moment, his whole body entered a state that he did not know how to describe.

His attention was unprecedentedly concentrated, and it seemed that only the young man's facial expression remained in the whole world, and every subtle change in expression was magnified countless times.

When he saw the surprise, confusion, and anger on the other person's face, he knew that this was the person he was looking for.

He thought that the other party would talk to him, but he didn't expect that the lawyer who almost collided with him not long ago would play a role at this time.

To be precise, it was the lawyer's words that had an effect at this time. The young man immediately took a step back. It was this step that prompted the impulsive cadre to draw his gun.

Without hesitation, he drew his gun, aimed, and shot. A flower of blood appeared on the young man's body. The hotel staff were also shocked. They rushed towards the impulsive cadre, and two others rushed towards the young man. .

The pistol raised due to the recoil allowed the impulsive cadre to see the ejected shell casings and the bullets that were reloaded into the gun chamber. The moment he fired the second shot, he realized that he was too impatient. He turned the gun and aimed at those who were rushing towards him. The man, after taking a few glances at the young man who fell on the ground, left quickly.

Now he can only hope that the first shot hit the young man's vital part and caused him enough injuries to kill him. He also hated that he fired so fast that the second shot flew away. , did not achieve what he wanted.

The shooting case that happened in the hotel was compiled into materials as quickly as possible and reported to Governor Drago and Lynch.

Compared to Governor Drago's calm "understand", Lynch looked at it seriously.

Since the old king showed his noble "patriotic sentiment" at the meeting, Governor Drago's attitude has undergone some subtle changes.

Lynch actually saw it, but he didn't say it, and Governor Drago needed to overcome it himself.

Lynch called this kind of emotion, which is similar to worrying about gains and losses, "the hypocrisy of a traitor", and it will automatically heal after a while.

"Is anyone dead?" He flipped through the two thin pages of paper in his hand, looked back and forth and threw them on the side table.

A small salon was being held in the room, and some people who had just arrived here in the past few days gathered together to chat with Lynch about investing here.

Lynch needs to point out some directions for them. Doing so seems to help others get rich, but this in itself is also good for Lynch.

The first advantage is that he can take shares in some businesses. As long as his partners are not fools, these shares will eventually form a huge network and control the business structure of the entire society until many, many years later, or even forever. .

Secondly, only if people continue to make money in Nagaril, more people will invest here. More people invest, which means that the market here will prosper faster. Lynch’s infrastructure Such projects can also enter the long profitable period faster.

Therefore, when he helps others find the direction to make money, he is actually helping himself to establish profitable channels faster.

The police chief shook his head, "No, only one person was injured and was shot in the shoulder. We think the weapons used by the killer may be the ones lost by the police during this turmoil."

Lynch nodded noncommittally, "So what was the purpose of the shooting? Why would someone take such a big risk to shoot a foreigner in a hotel?"

He naturally used the term "foreigner", which would make people naturally think that he was also "one of our own". In fact, whether it was Lynch or the previous foreigners such as Mr. Simon, they were all trying their best to let people know that he was a "foreigner". The locals accept them.

It's just that compared to Mr. Simon's method of marrying one or several local women and giving birth to several mixed-race children, which is recognized through blood, Lynch's method is a little smarter. He is seeking psychological recognition.

"We have investigated and found that it may be related to an inheritance dispute. Moreover, the owner of the estate is your friend. His name is Simon. Maybe you still remember it."

"Simon?"

Lynch was a little stunned, "Of course, that's my very good friend!"