The gunshots sounded, and then there was no follow-up. The hall in Linyuan was still quiet. The waiter walked back and forth between the water corridors carrying the dishes lightly. Lin Banshan put down the newspaper and began to eat and drink in silence until he heard the footsteps behind him. Picking up the white napkin, slowly wiping the corners of his lips, he looked back.
After hearing what the other party said, he couldn't help frowning slightly, as if he felt that this matter was a bigger threat than the federal government, and more troublesome than a bullet that fired a glass flower on the window.
"The young master is making a fuss to come back. The lady couldn't look at him at all and just called."
The pale middle-aged man was wearing a very chilling black suit. As Lin Banshan's closest partner, he was qualified to handle all communication requests from Bermuda.
Lin Banshan's face was a little ugly, and he said with disgust: "Tell Fei Rong, if he makes trouble again, throw him into the Purple Star Sea to feed the sharks, and say this sentence is what I said."
The man in black nodded and left the hall. Regarding Lin Banshan's family affairs, neither he nor Zhang Xiaohua have the qualifications nor the courage to speak up. Relatively speaking, it is the semi-conscious killer in the basement, which makes him even more interest.
The dark basement and the quiet and luxurious dining garden on the ground seemed out of tune. The pale cheeks of the middle-aged man in black looked more and more gloomy in this light environment. He smiled at the killer who had just been beaten up, smiling. Said: "My name is Han Chu, I believe you should have heard my name before performing your mission. Since you are stupid or arrogant enough to shoot around the forest and don't kill yourself quickly, then you'd better use the most concise one. How to introduce yourself.”
The corners of the killer's lips were bleeding all the time. Several teeth should have been knocked out, and his clothes had become messy and bloody under the previous torture, but his expression had always been very calm and steady, without showing any timid color.
However, when he heard the name of Han Chu, he looked up at the other party, saw the pale face in the dull light, and remembered the terrible records in the document, his pupils suddenly shrank, and for the first time he felt regret. Although he is an elite with professional training and strong nerves like steel, he doesn't want to fall into the hands of this person. Compared with this person's methods, the so-called torture before is just a joke.
"I say… "
Hearing the other party's opening, Han Chu smiled slightly, stood relaxed against the wall, took out a pair of cheap wooden combs from his collar, and began to comb his already star-white hair, seemingly indifferent, but put these words deeply Capture it deeply into the mind and become part of the database.
"Is it true that the Second Military Region will only produce you idiots?"
He shook his head and looked at the man on the ground mockingly: "If it's the legendary small-eyed special forces, this matter will probably be more challenging, I said, can you be more professional, since you want to kill people, right? Should the information be more thorough in advance? All the glass in Linyuan is specially made from nut shells, don’t you have this information?”
Han Chu carefully stuffed the wooden comb with some hair oil into his pocket, squatted down and patted the other party's blood-stained face lightly, and said, "If all the military are elites like you, how can you fight the empire? We are not ordinary triads, we are the most professional triads, and what I hate most in my life is unprofessional people like you, who have no technical content at all."
The subordinate behind him stopped filming and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Han, what should I do next?"
"Although the frontline needs cannon fodder very much, I think soldiers of this quality should not go to shame the Federation, just waste a little bit."
Han Chu stood up, folded his hands as white as a woman and slowly stroked, watching his subordinate drag the military killer away like a dead dog. After a moment of silence, he looked at the subordinate who had been silently waiting, and said in a delicate tone: "The boss has said that since Mr. President has started unscrupulously, it is very good news for us, because there is definitely no one in the federation who is better at these four words than us. Now that the government has fired the first shot, then Then it's our turn to pay back."
It has been nearly three years since Hong Youming took over as the director of the Federal News Channel. During these years, he humbly and actively cooperated with the relevant departments, and with the help of those complicated new laws and regulations, he censored officials at all levels of the news channel, using a variety of methods. means of cleansing and oppression.
As the staff with the background of Mochou was forced to leave, the news channel, the largest and most authoritative media organization in the Federation, gradually broke away from the influence of the Tai family, was absolutely controlled by the federal government, and gradually became the most loyal news channel in the presidential residence. microphone.
At the age of fifty, he has made great contributions to the government, and he is naturally rewarded. The luxurious villas on the outskirts of the capital, and the wild horse acclimation field in the mountains and forests in the distance that the HTD Bureau has never asked about are some of the important parts. Whenever he thinks of those wild horses who drink water by the riverside and gallop on the grasslands, but in the end they can only become the most tame wild horses that ride beasts under their crotch, excitement floods into Hong Youming's heart, making him more and more sure that his political choice is so wise.
Because of the bloodshed in the South Carolina rally, Hong Youming has been watching the operation of various departments in the news channel building these days, until it was finally confirmed that after the filtering and guidance of the news channel and related media, the federal society pointed the spearhead of the bloodshed at the organizers of the silent march. , the young congressman, and then he received a cordial praise from Director Brin of the Presidential Residence Office, and then he really felt relieved and returned to the suburban villa to prepare for a good rest.
Before taking a break, he needs to treat himself. Mr. Hong Youming put his arms around a glamorous woman sent by an advertiser and turned it upside down in the middle of the night. Then he read two pages of Master Schiller's early underworld novels, with a heavy fantasy of riding a wild horse with a naked beauty tomorrow. Go to sleep, the dream is full of wonderful bright red color.
In the early morning, he woke up rubbing his eyes, squinting at the faint morning light from the floor-to-ceiling curtains, feeling that life is so difficult to have more requirements.
Rubbing his sparse hair and smiling slightly, he put his left arm around him lightly, wanting to hug the soft and boneless woman over and make out, but found that the tactile sensation on his arm was a little weird.
Sticky, wet and somewhat hard.
Hong Youming frowned and lifted the soft silk quilt, his pupils shrank suddenly, he jumped up from the bed in horror, looked at the things in the quilt, and let out a shrill scream!
There was a large blood stain on the bed, and there was no boneless beauty in the middle of the blood stain, but a huge black wild horse head!
The wild horse's head rested alone in the pool of blood, the big and beautiful eyes were not closed, leaning on the soft pillow, just looked at him calmly!
Hong Youming's face was pale, and he angrily shouted away the people who came to ask when he heard the screams. He covered his lips tightly, stared at the huge wild horse head on the bed, recognized that it was his favorite horse, and then doubled his eyes. Legs began to shake violently, and there were throbbing pains under the scrotum.
At this moment, he didn't have the energy to think about where the woman lying next to him had gone. His mind had been completely destroyed by fear. He remembered the most famous passage in Master Schiller's early underworld novels, and slowly squatted down. , and started whimpering.
In the early winter of the seventy-fifth year of the constitutional calendar, at almost the same moment on the same cold day, the employees from the highest level of the Federal News Channel to the most common employees in the computer room all experienced the darkest experience in their lives. Kidnapping, ordinary employees received an ordinary letter with bullets in between, because that mysterious force like a dark cloud was too elusive and did not make any specific requirements, so no one dared to call the police.
Winsky sounded like a man's name, but in fact the name represented a very famous woman in the Commonwealth.
This woman has been the anchor of the Federal News Channel for nearly ten years. Her dignified, graceful and beautiful cheeks appear on the TV screens of all households at regular times every day. Takes up all the time without reason.
For example, the Linhaizhou gymnasium attack that year, for example, Mr. Pabble, who was still a congressman, secretly visited Qinglong Mountain, such as the explosion of the Jianshuier concert in the four states around the mountain, such as Pabble's successful election as the federal president, such as Xu Le's performance from morning to night revenge, and then Xu Le came back, Xu Le defected again, and so on.
In terms of popularity alone, Ms. Winsky is definitely not weaker than any federal celebrity, and even not much worse than Jian Shui'er, who is half the universe. The federal people felt tired of watching her, and they were willing to keep watching.
In a dimly lit cafe in the capital's southern city, Han Chu smiled and looked at the female anchor across the table. Without blinking, she was extremely focused, and slowly loosened the top two buttons of the black formal suit.
The female anchor Winsky has never been so rudely looked directly at, even the man, and it took five or six minutes to look at it, but she was not angry, her eyes slightly lowered to the coffee cup beside her hand, and she did everything she could. Maybe calmly said: "I don't know what you mean by those words on the phone, but I must remind you that my time is precious."
Han Chu said with admiration: "After all, she is the best female anchor in the Federation. At this moment, you can hide the vibrato in peace, which is really admirable, but you need to understand that our time is very precious. It took a lot of effort to get those Secret Service agents out."
Winsky raised his head and looked at him with a frown. There was a trace of nervousness on his beautiful face, and then the gloomy feeling in the middle-aged man in black and white turned into some kind of fear, and said in a low voice: "I don't I know what you guys want, but someone as big as you should know very well that I'm sitting on the anchor station and look good, but I don't have any influence on the news channel."
"It's already at a time like this, and it's not only pointless, but also stupid, unprofessional, and easy to provoke my anger."
Han Chu slowly restrained his smile, looked at the female anchor's face indifferently, put the envelope taken out from the clothes on the table gently, pushed it in front of her, and continued: "Since we have found you, it naturally means that we It's very clear who is really in control of what's broadcast on the federal news channel now."
Winsky picked up the envelope with trembling fingers, took out the photo inside, and silently looked at the back door of the restaurant in the photo, at the generous hand on his shoulder, and at the generous back, he couldn't help it. She covered her lips with her hands, and her eyes were wet with fear.
"Although there are no bed photos, there are still many frontal photos that can explain the situation or cause people to speculate."
Han Chu shook the silver spoon in the coffee cup expressionlessly, lowered his head and said, "If the official residence receives these photos, you should know exactly what you will face with your intelligence level."
Winsky looked up, stared at him sadly and said, "I don't allow you to slander him, he's not the kind of person you say!"
"What kind of person he is has nothing to do with me, and whether you are in love or adultery has nothing to do with me, but I can make concessions to the innocence of women like you."
Han Chu slowly raised her head and looked into her eyes coldly and said, "If you don't want too much trouble in your life, I suggest you take sick leave tomorrow and don't go to work. Of course, if you want to stay away from these right and wrong, I can arrange for you. to Bermuda."
After a while, he continued: "You know our ability, even the federal president, there is no way to hurt you there."
Tomorrow on that day is Wednesday, the most-watched "Federal Today" broadcast on the Federal News Channel, and the people who finished eating continued on the sofa with the heated discussion on the latest frontline battle and the demonstration on the table, and then almost instinctively Tune the TV to this channel.
Last week's "Federation Today" discussed the bloodshed in South Carolina that just happened on the same day. It was announced in the final preview of the show that the discussion would continue in this issue. However, what surprised the audience was that today's anchor was not Wen. The amiable Winsky, but a somewhat unfamiliar male face.
The young announcer, who just graduated from the Media Department of Capital University, nervously explained the reason why the female anchor Winsky could not host because of a cold, and then invited the guests with a stumbling voice to continue the topic discussed last week: who should be responsible for violence responsible for the incident.
When some male viewers who had no patience and only wanted to watch the mature female anchor in Tongyan were about to change the channel, the old guest on the light curtain had not had time to say a word, and the news channel cut directly to the scene of the bloodshed in South Kezhou.
Obviously from the overhead shot from the upper floor, it can be clearly seen that the marchers holding banners in support of the government yelled at the silent marchers over the guardrail, and then rushed over like a tidal wave, using stones and fists to attack those people. People wearing black masks launched murderous attacks.
In countless rooms in countless apartments, some audience members put down their jobs in astonishment, some audience members opened their mouths in astonishment, and some audience members were even more afraid to watch because of those bloody images.