Text 0666 Natural Protection

The big guys don't want to end in person.

There is no doubt about this. How did the people who arrested Henghui in the first place?

The Local Investigation Bureau, the Taxation Bureau, the Police Bureau and the Safety Committee were dispatched together, and they were all arrested without giving Henghui any chance at all, and then thrown into a secret prison.

Then they announced the progress of some cases to the public, and finally, those people all admitted their faults in front of the judge.

It is worth noting that the court trial is not open to the public. In other words, no one knows whether the senior officials of the Henghui Group standing in the dock of the court that day, or whether it was just a "show".

It was the same when Christoan fell. The local investigation bureau, tax bureau, and police station were dispatched together, and they were not given any chance at all.

But now, only the State Taxation Bureau is running this case. The chief of the police does not know who pushed the case behind the scenes, but this case will definitely not have the results they want.

If a special agent of the state taxation bureau, or simply a state taxation bureau, could pull down a large company, the federal government would have realized equality for everyone a long time ago.

"Whose phone number?"

Fern sat on the sofa and chatted blushingly with a beautiful young girl. A few years ago, they were shivering under the shadow of the masthead, but now they have put on their formal attire to go to high-end places and enjoy all kinds of happiness.

All of this is because they followed the right person.

The more people who have suffered, the more they understand the value of sweetness, and the more unwilling to go back to the bitter days.

This is different from those children who were born with a golden spoon. They were born in a honeypot and have never tasted bitterness, so that they sometimes naively think that suffering is the true meaning of life and yearn for it.

Of course, they do have willful capital, but not every regret after willfulness can be fulfilled.

The Grimm brothers had never thought about establishing themselves on their own. They were not the same material. Their friendship with the big figures in the city was built on the bond of "Mr. Lynch".

Without Lynch, no one would meet them. At the same time, their money, status, and everything came from Lynch. They simply didn't have the basis for ambition.

Life without burdens is very happy instead.

Knoll, with a cigarette in his mouth, wrapped a stack of high-profile money in his hand with rubber bands and threw it on the table. It was about the end of the month. It was time for everyone to divide the money.

The eyes of everyone else in the room were on the stacks of bills on the table. No one knew which one belonged to them, but they all wanted the most.

"It's the chief of the police...", he raised his hand and took off the cigarette in the corner of his mouth, slightly squeezed his eyes and turned his head and spit out a puff of smoke, not wanting to be affected by the smoke. "He said that someone was investigating us. I have to talk to Mr. Lynch."

He pointed to the door, and the other people in the room stood up and left. Whether they wanted it or not, they had to obey, because it was the privilege of Brothers Grimm.

They dare to kill, and they dare to arrange for others to kill, whether it is the previous children, the later children and the adults, there is a kind of fear for the two and a half-year-old teenagers.

There are so many people who are ruthless these days, but there are very few who really dare to start. After all, the Federation is a country under the rule of law-this is not a joke!

Only Noel and Fern were left in the room, and even Fern's female companion was driven out by him.

Noel sorted his clothes, then took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

Others said he was cruel, and there was fear in his eyes, but when he needed to face Lynch, he was also scared.

For some reason, he was scared. Whether Lynch was angry or smiling, he would make the two brothers scared. Maybe they smelled a more tragic smell from Lynch.

After the phone rang for a few times, it was connected, and there was Lynch’s gentle voice, "I’m Lynch..."

Knoll was originally sitting on a chair. Hearing his inexplicable nervousness, he stood up. He leaned his forehead to the window and whispered, "Mr. Lynch, this is Knoll. Just now, the Sabine police The bureau chief called me and said that someone was investigating us."

"Investigate you, what can you do to investigate?" Lynch was a little surprised at first, but he quickly reacted, "Is it from the State Revenue Department?"

"I'm not sure." Knoll told the truth, not dare to lie.

Lynch's voice hasn't changed much, but Noel felt that his last half of the sentence had already carried some anger. This might be a natural instinct?

Lynch laughed a few times, and ran to his site to investigate him with integrity. This was no longer a humiliation, but a matter of survival.

If anyone can investigate him without incident and try to get any explosive news from him, Sabine will become chaotic in the future.

If he doesn't deal with it, others will think that he is scared, that he is not as tough as he thought, even if he is violated, he will not dare to speak.

Take a look at what the federal capitalists usually do. Even if ordinary people take a penny more from them, they will spend tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of hundreds of thousands to report that ordinary people go bankrupt.

When dealing with the federal government, they will attack wildly, instigate public opinion, and directly bribe high-level officials to oust those people or even political opponents who have no bottom line to support them.

After half a minute of silence, Lynch made a decision, "I heard that Sabine has always had traffic accidents recently. Fortunately, no one has died. You have to be careful when you travel in the future."

Noel nodded vigorously, "I know what to do, Mr. Lynch, and the police chief greets you."

"I see……"

After hanging up the phone, Noel looked at Fern, and the two knew what each other thought as soon as they touched their eyes. They were brothers.

Fern strode to the door, took his coat from the hanger and put it on him, and left the office.

At the same time, the green-skinned face from the police station was irritated on the street.

The lack of cooperation from the local law enforcement agencies made him very uncomfortable. He underestimated Lynch’s status in the eyes of the local government and overestimated the prestige of the state tax bureau here.

He has entrusted the assistant director of the state taxation bureau to contact the FBI to issue a co-investigation notice, offering a reward for wanted headers throughout the state.

There is not much hope of finding the header itself, maybe the **** has fled to other states, and even, as Michael guessed, has been dealt with by Lynch.

This is just an attempt, and the real cracking method must be placed on the newsboys.

He looked at the file in his hand and picked out a child, a girl.

This girl has biological parents and two older brothers above her. They were all sent to different places by the couple to do child labor. This way, she has a stable family background and is a girl, so she should be easy to open her mouth.

He quickly made a decision to get into the car, and the car started slowly. He was proficient in observing the surrounding situation through the rearview mirror. Just as he passed the second intersection, a car running through a red light suddenly ran into a collision. In his car.

The huge impact in an instant blanked his brain, and he was knocked into the co-pilot's seat from the cab.

Fortunately, the opponent brakes in time, otherwise it is difficult to imagine what a tragic ending will be.

Just when he checked his body and made sure that he was not bleeding, someone suddenly approached the window of the co-pilot and whispered to him, "This time we will brake, but not next time."

"This is not your place. Where do you come from? Where do you go? You are not welcome here..."

When he suddenly turned to look at the person who was speaking, the guy had already left with his back to him quickly.

Qingpi face struggled to catch up, but he fell to the ground when the car door opened. The violent impact caused a brief loss of control of his balance ability. He struggled twice without getting up, and finally had to give up.

It didn't take long for police cars and ambulances to appear together. He grabbed the hand of a policeman, pointed to the already battered driver in another car and said, "He did it on purpose, he did it on purpose!"

"This is murder!"

He was really terrified ~lightnovelpub.net~ At that moment, he had a feeling of imminent death. That feeling cannot be accurately described. It may be a kind of creature facing death. Instinctively, I can feel that my life is coming to an end.

He never thought that he would die in such a rural place. He was still young and had a bright future. How could he die here?

But when the person who spread the news appeared, his fear increased.

Natural accidents cannot happen every day, but murders can happen every day.

At this moment, he grabbed the policeman's hand, pointed at the driver who was likely to be in the same group with those people, and kept shouting.

The police then dragged the driver out of the cab and threw it on the stretcher. The police shook his head and said to Qing Pi Lian, "He didn't want to kill you, he just drank too much..."

In the Commonwealth, there is no law on driving after drinking, because all industries and all sectors of society are drinking alcohol during this period.

Especially the middle and high class of society, they are either drinking, or on the way to drinking—driving to drink.

If relevant laws are introduced, these people will have to spend a penny more to hire a full-time driver. This is an additional expense. The purpose of their power is not to cause trouble for themselves.

There may be in the future, but there is no such a law yet.

He watched in disbelief as the police let the "murderer" leave like this. What's even more outrageous was that the police found him, "Listen to your accent, not a local, please show your driver's license..."

At this time, Qingpi's face really had a kind of coldness deep into his bones. He faintly knew that all of this had something to do with his investigation of Lynch.

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