Chapter 931
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From the beginning, I wanted to hijack Lynch to now, standing in this room, wearing dolphin hero's underwear and saying "I want to live", in fact, it doesn't take much mental journey.
Every road seems to see no future. He always has to choose one that can let himself go.
Is it shameful to surrender?
No, dead people are shameful. As long as they live, they can become heroes.
Sanchez looked at Lynch, hoping to impress Lynch with his words, but Lynch didn't seem to be so easy to be moved.
"Do I look like a fool?" Lynch asked. "The general is your father. I don't think he will kill you."
Sanchez was silent for a moment. "My uncle thinks so."
Lynch smiled twice. "You are very humorous. That's good. The federates like humorous people. Tell me about your father, your Excellency the general."
With some irony in this sentence, Sanchez pretended not to hear it, or didn't care much if he heard it.
"That's a very strict man..." he began to tell his father and these stories.
He is indeed a very strict man. Sanchez began to fight when he was 14. In the words of the general, as the eldest son, he must adapt to the cruel living environment.
Almost every once in a while, a few days or a week or two, there will be conflicts with other forces.
At that time, the general was just a small-scale warlord with more than 100 people in his hands, so he had a son, and his son had to go to the battlefield as a combatant instead of sitting behind and enjoying the harvest brought by the death of others.
Anyone, in the eyes of the general, is almost the same. His son, brother and relatives are just a tool for him to achieve his power goal.
Even to a certain extent, his cruelty to his relatives is more like the management of ordinary soldiers - using strict attitudes and means that his relatives will not let go, so that people can understand what rules are.
"... I promised him I would take care of these things, but obviously I failed."
"I can't guarantee whether he will kill me, and I'm not sure whether my brother and sister will secretly execute me before he needs me again because I lost the trust of the general."
When Sanchez described his father, he didn't say the word "father", let alone his name. They all called the man "general".
Here, in mariro, it has always been so. There is not much family affection between them, only obedience under blood connection.
"I don't have the courage to bet that they will let me go, and I can't hijack you and force you to hand over what I want, so I'm standing here like a clown praying for a chance to live."
After hearing this, Lynch was silent for a moment. "That's really a cruel and authoritarian general. Through your description, I can feel the pain of the maliro and Mallory in this turbulent situation and under the rule of warlords."
Outside the villa, the FBI car had arrived. They spent more than three minutes talking about it, a little earlier than Lynch's expected five minutes.
This is understandable. After all, Lynch is rich and this is also a rich area. If the director of the FBI doesn't want to change his job, he must show respect and respect for the rich.
"Mr. Lynch..." Sanchez's tone was a little flustered. Once the FBI took him away, he would be expelled from the Federation.
The only place he can go is Mario.
He really didn't want to go back. After the mission failed, he could imagine the general's anger when the volcano erupted.
He screwed up everything and didn't say it, because he cut off the financial assistance, and soon the general's power will become unstable.
Armed elements who can't get paid on time will definitely make trouble. All they can obey is money. They have no loyalty.
These troubles will become more and more terrible and eventually overturn the general on the ground, so Sanchez must be responsible for it.
Lynch was still thinking, and Sanchez shouted urgently, "Mr. Lynch, I swear what I said is true."
His expression, his mood, couldn't keep calm. He panicked.
The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and the door of the villa was pushed open. More than a dozen guys who knew that it was FBI agents appeared here. At the forefront was the director of the FBI in bupayne, who was personally responsible for the case.
As soon as he entered the door, he showed his ID card, "I'm the director of investigation of bupayne city of the FBI. This is my ID. I'll take the wanted Sanchez..."
Lynch shook his head and stood up. "Sorry, Mr. director, Sanchez can't give it to you for the time being. I have other uses for him."
Sanchez, who was so nervous that he wanted to pee, breathed a sigh of relief. He felt he had convinced Lynch.
The director of the Bureau of investigation frowned, "he is a wanted criminal throughout the Federation..."
The wanted notice is issued at the request of the security committee. Each time a wanted notice is issued throughout the territory, it is actually a damage to the reputation of the FBI.
People's first feeling when they see the wanted notice across the territory is that people in the FBI are like pigs. They can't do anything except sleep and eat. They can't do well, and let criminals become a social problem.
But in fact, sometimes it is not their own request to issue such a wanted notice, but other organs ask them to assist in issuing it.
In the end, all kinds of stigma are borne by themselves.
If we can catch Sanchez as soon as possible, it will play a good role in restoring the image of the FBI.
And he didn't think Lynch could stop himself.
As he spoke, he tilted his head and motioned his hand down to pick up Sanchez.
But Lynch Lynch took out his ID from his pocket and gave it to Austin for her to show it to the director of the Bureau of investigation.
The director of the FBI took the certificate in some confusion. He looked up at Lynch again, and then distinguished it seriously.
Every executive department of the federal government will do some anti-counterfeiting means on documents. After all, in this era when communication technology is not developed enough, relying on oral description of a person's appearance to verify his identity is far less reliable than other anti-counterfeiting means.
Lynch's ID is true. No one knows that he still has this identity.
The director of the Bureau of investigation didn't dare to say anything. He returned the certificate to Austin. He looked at Lynch more deeply and shouted "go back".
One of the agents seemed unwilling and was stared back by the director of the Bureau of investigation.
This is the authority of the safety committee. If there is not a group of people staring at the safety committee, perhaps the safety committee can get the privilege of killing first and then proving.
After taking back his documents, Lynch let people look at Sanchez. He returned to his study and called Mr. Truman.
Mr Truman had just returned home and was still lying in the bath to relieve the fatigue caused by a busy day's work. His servant sent the phone to the edge of the bath.
"It's me..."
"Lynch?"
"Yes."
"Is it important to call me so late?"
"Sanchez came to me and raised his hands to see me. I talked to him. He is a valuable man."
"Value?", when Mr. Truman heard this, he had stood up from the bath. He walked to the outside of the bathroom with the phone, and the servant wiped his body.
Of course, he wore underpants. As for why he wore underpants, that's another matter.
"Tell me."
"We all know that the more chaotic mariro is, the more valuable and meaningful it is to us. Now it is too stable, which is not in line with our political interests in the north."
"In addition, we need one of the big warlords to stand on our side and unconditionally on our side."
"Don't hang up. I'll talk to you in the study." Mr. Truman said casually and hung up.
Almost two minutes later, some electric current came, followed by Mr. Truman's voice, "are you still there?"
"Yes, I am."
"Did you mean Sanchez's father when you said we needed a warlord on our side?"
Lynch answered quickly and firmly, "of course not, we need a warlord who belongs to us completely. The general is not the best choice, but the worst. It is difficult for us to control him."
"But we have a good goal."
Mr. Truman said thoughtfully, "you mean Sanchez, why do you think about him? I've read his information. This is a cruel and cruel person, but it's only limited to this."
He thinks Sanchez is not a smart person, which is not in line with Mr. Truman's point of view. He is a smart person. He knows how easy smart people are to use.
Sanchez is so stupid.
But Lynch's view is just the opposite, "because he is not smart enough, we can better control him."
"Mariro now needs a change, a revolution, a child to stand up against the tyrannical and authoritarian father, and hopes to resolve the hatred between the two nations. What do you think of this theme?"
Mr Truman listened carefully, and he thought carefully, "this topic sounds very much to the taste of the people in Congress, but obviously the marilorians and Mallory don't think so."
"The hatred of antagonism between nations can't be put down. It won't succeed."
Lynch added with a smile, "but the Federation will support him. With our support, he has the foundation."
"We don't need him to really do this. We just need him to look like he wants to build a peaceful, orderly and harmonious society, which is enough."
"Mariro, these army valves don't move. It's too dangerous."
"One is about to fall now. Maybe there will be a second and a third soon."
"Once someone unifies Mario, our pressure in the north will double."
"We need a Mario who is always chaotic, not a Mario who has been baptized by the iron blood war. Such a Mario is definitely a nightmare!"
Truman first thought deeply along Lynch's words. It was a turbulent country with repeated civil wars. Everyone from teenagers to old men and women in their fifties and sixties could carry a gun and shoot.
The battle has been engraved into their bones. Maybe they are weak now, but once mariro's country is unified, the Federation will have a hell neighbor!
Having some ideas, Mr Truman asked, "where is Sanchez now?"
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From the beginning, I wanted to hijack Lynch to now, standing in this room, wearing dolphin hero's underwear and saying "I want to live", in fact, it doesn't take much mental journey.
Every road seems to see no future. He always has to choose one that can let himself go.
Is it shameful to surrender?
No, dead people are shameful. As long as they live, they can become heroes.
Sanchez looked at Lynch, hoping to impress Lynch with his words, but Lynch didn't seem to be so easy to be moved.
"Do I look like a fool?" Lynch asked. "The general is your father. I don't think he will kill you."
Sanchez was silent for a moment. "My uncle thinks so."
Lynch smiled twice. "You are very humorous. That's good. The federates like humorous people. Tell me about your father, your Excellency the general."
With some irony in this sentence, Sanchez pretended not to hear it, or didn't care much if he heard it.
"That's a very strict man..." he began to tell his father and these stories.
He is indeed a very strict man. Sanchez began to fight when he was 14. In the words of the general, as the eldest son, he must adapt to the cruel living environment.
Almost every once in a while, a few days or a week or two, there will be conflicts with other forces.
At that time, the general was just a small-scale warlord with more than 100 people in his hands, so he had a son, and his son had to go to the battlefield as a combatant instead of sitting behind and enjoying the harvest brought by the death of others.
Anyone, in the eyes of the general, is almost the same. His son, brother and relatives are just a tool for him to achieve his power goal.
Even to a certain extent, his cruelty to his relatives is more like the management of ordinary soldiers - using strict attitudes and means that his relatives will not let go, so that people can understand what rules are.
"... I promised him I would take care of these things, but obviously I failed."
"I can't guarantee whether he will kill me, and I'm not sure whether my brother and sister will secretly execute me before he needs me again because I lost the trust of the general."
When Sanchez described his father, he didn't say the word "father", let alone his name. They all called the man "general".
Here, in mariro, it has always been so. There is not much family affection between them, only obedience under blood connection.
"I don't have the courage to bet that they will let me go, and I can't hijack you and force you to hand over what I want, so I'm standing here like a clown praying for a chance to live."
After hearing this, Lynch was silent for a moment. "That's really a cruel and authoritarian general. Through your description, I can feel the pain of the maliro and Mallory in this turbulent situation and under the rule of warlords."
Outside the villa, the FBI car had arrived. They spent more than three minutes talking about it, a little earlier than Lynch's expected five minutes.
This is understandable. After all, Lynch is rich and this is also a rich area. If the director of the FBI doesn't want to change his job, he must show respect and respect for the rich.
"Mr. Lynch..." Sanchez's tone was a little flustered. Once the FBI took him away, he would be expelled from the Federation.
The only place he can go is Mario.
He really didn't want to go back. After the mission failed, he could imagine the general's anger when the volcano erupted.
He screwed up everything and didn't say it, because he cut off the financial assistance, and soon the general's power will become unstable.
Armed elements who can't get paid on time will definitely make trouble. All they can obey is money. They have no loyalty.
These troubles will become more and more terrible and eventually overturn the general on the ground, so Sanchez must be responsible for it.
Lynch was still thinking, and Sanchez shouted urgently, "Mr. Lynch, I swear what I said is true."
His expression, his mood, couldn't keep calm. He panicked.
The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and the door of the villa was pushed open. More than a dozen guys who knew that it was FBI agents appeared here. At the forefront was the director of the FBI in bupayne, who was personally responsible for the case.
As soon as he entered the door, he showed his ID card, "I'm the director of investigation of bupayne city of the FBI. This is my ID. I'll take the wanted Sanchez..."
Lynch shook his head and stood up. "Sorry, Mr. director, Sanchez can't give it to you for the time being. I have other uses for him."
Sanchez, who was so nervous that he wanted to pee, breathed a sigh of relief. He felt he had convinced Lynch.
The director of the Bureau of investigation frowned, "he is a wanted criminal throughout the Federation..."
The wanted notice is issued at the request of the security committee. Each time a wanted notice is issued throughout the territory, it is actually a damage to the reputation of the FBI.
People's first feeling when they see the wanted notice across the territory is that people in the FBI are like pigs. They can't do anything except sleep and eat. They can't do well, and let criminals become a social problem.
But in fact, sometimes it is not their own request to issue such a wanted notice, but other organs ask them to assist in issuing it.
In the end, all kinds of stigma are borne by themselves.
If we can catch Sanchez as soon as possible, it will play a good role in restoring the image of the FBI.
And he didn't think Lynch could stop himself.
As he spoke, he tilted his head and motioned his hand down to pick up Sanchez.
But Lynch Lynch took out his ID from his pocket and gave it to Austin for her to show it to the director of the Bureau of investigation.
The director of the FBI took the certificate in some confusion. He looked up at Lynch again, and then distinguished it seriously.
Every executive department of the federal government will do some anti-counterfeiting means on documents. After all, in this era when communication technology is not developed enough, relying on oral description of a person's appearance to verify his identity is far less reliable than other anti-counterfeiting means.
Lynch's ID is true. No one knows that he still has this identity.
The director of the Bureau of investigation didn't dare to say anything. He returned the certificate to Austin. He looked at Lynch more deeply and shouted "go back".
One of the agents seemed unwilling and was stared back by the director of the Bureau of investigation.
This is the authority of the safety committee. If there is not a group of people staring at the safety committee, perhaps the safety committee can get the privilege of killing first and then proving.
After taking back his documents, Lynch let people look at Sanchez. He returned to his study and called Mr. Truman.
Mr Truman had just returned home and was still lying in the bath to relieve the fatigue caused by a busy day's work. His servant sent the phone to the edge of the bath.
"It's me..."
"Lynch?"
"Yes."
"Is it important to call me so late?"
"Sanchez came to me and raised his hands to see me. I talked to him. He is a valuable man."
"Value?", when Mr. Truman heard this, he had stood up from the bath. He walked to the outside of the bathroom with the phone, and the servant wiped his body.
Of course, he wore underpants. As for why he wore underpants, that's another matter.
"Tell me."
"We all know that the more chaotic mariro is, the more valuable and meaningful it is to us. Now it is too stable, which is not in line with our political interests in the north."
"In addition, we need one of the big warlords to stand on our side and unconditionally on our side."
"Don't hang up. I'll talk to you in the study." Mr. Truman said casually and hung up.
Almost two minutes later, some electric current came, followed by Mr. Truman's voice, "are you still there?"
"Yes, I am."
"Did you mean Sanchez's father when you said we needed a warlord on our side?"
Lynch answered quickly and firmly, "of course not, we need a warlord who belongs to us completely. The general is not the best choice, but the worst. It is difficult for us to control him."
"But we have a good goal."
Mr. Truman said thoughtfully, "you mean Sanchez, why do you think about him? I've read his information. This is a cruel and cruel person, but it's only limited to this."
He thinks Sanchez is not a smart person, which is not in line with Mr. Truman's point of view. He is a smart person. He knows how easy smart people are to use.
Sanchez is so stupid.
But Lynch's view is just the opposite, "because he is not smart enough, we can better control him."
"Mariro now needs a change, a revolution, a child to stand up against the tyrannical and authoritarian father, and hopes to resolve the hatred between the two nations. What do you think of this theme?"
Mr Truman listened carefully, and he thought carefully, "this topic sounds very much to the taste of the people in Congress, but obviously the marilorians and Mallory don't think so."
"The hatred of antagonism between nations can't be put down. It won't succeed."
Lynch added with a smile, "but the Federation will support him. With our support, he has the foundation."
"We don't need him to really do this. We just need him to look like he wants to build a peaceful, orderly and harmonious society, which is enough."
"Mariro, these army valves don't move. It's too dangerous."
"One is about to fall now. Maybe there will be a second and a third soon."
"Once someone unifies Mario, our pressure in the north will double."
"We need a Mario who is always chaotic, not a Mario who has been baptized by the iron blood war. Such a Mario is definitely a nightmare!"
Truman first thought deeply along Lynch's words. It was a turbulent country with repeated civil wars. Everyone from teenagers to old men and women in their fifties and sixties could carry a gun and shoot.
The battle has been engraved into their bones. Maybe they are weak now, but once mariro's country is unified, the Federation will have a hell neighbor!
Having some ideas, Mr Truman asked, "where is Sanchez now?"
From the beginning, I wanted to hijack Lynch to now, standing in this room, wearing dolphin hero's underwear and saying "I want to live", in fact, it doesn't take much mental journey.Every road seems to see no future. He always has to choose one that can let himself go.Is it shameful to surrender?No, dead people are shameful. As long as they live, they can become heroes.Sanchez looked at Lynch, hoping to impress Lynch with his words, but Lynch didn't seem to be so easy to be moved."Do I look like a fool?" Lynch asked. "The general is your father. I don't think he will kill you."Sanchez was silent for a moment. "My uncle thinks so."Lynch smiled twice. "You are very humorous. That's good. The federates like humorous people. Tell me about your father, your Excellency the general."With some irony in this sentence, Sanchez pretended not to hear it, or didn't care much if he heard it."That's a very strict man..." he began to tell his father and these stories.He is indeed a very strict man. Sanchez began to fight when he was 14. In the words of the general, as the eldest son, he must adapt to the cruel living environment.Almost every once in a while, a few days or a week or two, there will be conflicts with other forces.At that time, the general was just a small-scale warlord with more than 100 people in his hands, so he had a son, and his son had to go to the battlefield as a combatant instead of sitting behind and enjoying the harvest brought by the death of others.Anyone, in the eyes of the general, is almost the same. His son, brother and relatives are just a tool for him to achieve his power goal.Even to a certain extent, his cruelty to his relatives is more like the management of ordinary soldiers - using strict attitudes and means that his relatives will not let go, so that people can understand what rules are."... I promised him I would take care of these things, but obviously I failed.""I can't guarantee whether he will kill me, and I'm not sure whether my brother and sister will secretly execute me before he needs me again because I lost the trust of the general."When Sanchez described his father, he didn't say the word "father", let alone his name. They all called the man "general".Here, in mariro, it has always been so. There is not much family affection between them, only obedience under blood connection."I don't have the courage to bet that they will let me go, and I can't hijack you and force you to hand over what I want, so I'm standing here like a clown praying for a chance to live."After hearing this, Lynch was silent for a moment. "That's really a cruel and authoritarian general. Through your description, I can feel the pain of the maliro and Mallory in this turbulent situation and under the rule of warlords."Outside the villa, the FBI car had arrived. They spent more than three minutes talking about it, a little earlier than Lynch's expected five minutes.This is understandable. After all, Lynch is rich and this is also a rich area. If the director of the FBI doesn't want to change his job, he must show respect and respect for the rich."Mr. Lynch..." Sanchez's tone was a little flustered. Once the FBI took him away, he would be expelled from the Federation.The only place he can go is Mario.He really didn't want to go back. After the mission failed, he could imagine the general's anger when the volcano erupted.He screwed up everything and didn't say it, because he cut off the financial assistance, and soon the general's power will become unstable.Armed elements who can't get paid on time will definitely make trouble. All they can obey is money. They have no loyalty.These troubles will become more and more terrible and eventually overturn the general on the ground, so Sanchez must be responsible for it.Lynch was still thinking, and Sanchez shouted urgently, "Mr. Lynch, I swear what I said is true."His expression, his mood, couldn't keep calm. He panicked.The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and the door of the villa was pushed open. More than a dozen guys who knew that it was FBI agents appeared here. At the forefront was the director of the FBI in bupayne, who was personally responsible for the case.As soon as he entered the door, he showed his ID card, "I'm the director of investigation of bupayne city of the FBI. This is my ID. I'll take the wanted Sanchez..."Lynch shook his head and stood up. "Sorry, Mr. director, Sanchez can't give it to you for the time being. I have other uses for him."Sanchez, who was so nervous that he wanted to pee, breathed a sigh of relief. He felt he had convinced Lynch.The director of the Bureau of investigation frowned, "he is a wanted criminal throughout the Federation..."The wanted notice is issued at the request of the security committee. Each time a wanted notice is issued throughout the territory, it is actually a damage to the reputation of the FBI.People's first feeling when they see the wanted notice across the territory is that people in the FBI are like pigs. They can't do anything except sleep and eat. They can't do well, and let criminals become a social problem.But in fact, sometimes it is not their own request to issue such a wanted notice, but other organs ask them to assist in issuing it.In the end, all kinds of stigma are borne by themselves.If we can catch Sanchez as soon as possible, it will play a good role in restoring the image of the FBI.And he didn't think Lynch could stop himself.As he spoke, he tilted his head and motioned his hand down to pick up Sanchez.But Lynch Lynch took out his ID from his pocket and gave it to Austin for her to show it to the director of the Bureau of investigation.The director of the FBI took the certificate in some confusion. He looked up at Lynch again, and then distinguished it seriously.Every executive department of the federal government will do some anti-counterfeiting means on documents. After all, in this era when communication technology is not developed enough, relying on oral description of a person's appearance to verify his identity is far less reliable than other anti-counterfeiting means.Lynch's ID is true. No one knows that he still has this identity.The director of the Bureau of investigation didn't dare to say anything. He returned the certificate to Austin. He looked at Lynch more deeply and shouted "go back".One of the agents seemed unwilling and was stared back by the director of the Bureau of investigation.This is the authority of the safety committee. If there is not a group of people staring at the safety committee, perhaps the safety committee can get the privilege of killing first and then proving.After taking back his documents, Lynch let people look at Sanchez. He returned to his study and called Mr. Truman.Mr Truman had just returned home and was still lying in the bath to relieve the fatigue caused by a busy day's work. His servant sent the phone to the edge of the bath."It's me...""Lynch?""Yes.""Is it important to call me so late?""Sanchez came to me and raised his hands to see me. I talked to him. He is a valuable man.""Value?", when Mr. Truman heard this, he had stood up from the bath. He walked to the outside of the bathroom with the phone, and the servant wiped his body.Of course, he wore underpants. As for why he wore underpants, that's another matter."Tell me.""We all know that the more chaotic mariro is, the more valuable and meaningful it is to us. Now it is too stable, which is not in line with our political interests in the north.""In addition, we need one of the big warlords to stand on our side and unconditionally on our side.""Don't hang up. I'll talk to you in the study." Mr. Truman said casually and hung up.Almost two minutes later, some electric current came, followed by Mr. Truman's voice, "are you still there?""Yes, I am.""Did you mean Sanchez's father when you said we needed a warlord on our side?"Lynch answered quickly and firmly, "of course not, we need a warlord who belongs to us completely. The general is not the best choice, but the worst. It is difficult for us to control him.""But we have a good goal."Mr. Truman said thoughtfully, "you mean Sanchez, why do you think about him? I've read his information. This is a cruel and cruel person, but it's only limited to this."He thinks Sanchez is not a smart person, which is not in line with Mr. Truman's point of view. He is a smart person. He knows how easy smart people are to use.Sanchez is so stupid.But Lynch's view is just the opposite, "because he is not smart enough, we can better control him.""Mariro now needs a change, a revolution, a child to stand up against the tyrannical and authoritarian father, and hopes to resolve the hatred between the two nations. What do you think of this theme?"Mr Truman listened carefully, and he thought carefully, "this topic sounds very much to the taste of the people in Congress, but obviously the marilorians and Mallory don't think so.""The hatred of antagonism between nations can't be put down. It won't succeed."Lynch added with a smile, "but the Federation will support him. With our support, he has the foundation.""We don't need him to really do this. We just need him to look like he wants to build a peaceful, orderly and harmonious society, which is enough.""Mariro, these army valves don't move. It's too dangerous.""One is about to fall now. Maybe there will be a second and a third soon.""Once someone unifies Mario, our pressure in the north will double.""We need a Mario who is always chaotic, not a Mario who has been baptized by the iron blood war. Such a Mario is definitely a nightmare!"Truman first thought deeply along Lynch's words. It was a turbulent country with repeated civil wars. Everyone from teenagers to old men and women in their fifties and sixties could carry a gun and shoot.The battle has been engraved into their bones. Maybe they are weak now, but once mariro's country is unified, the Federation will have a hell neighbor!Having some ideas, Mr Truman asked, "where is Sanchez now?"
