In the clean and bright office, the sergeant is reading some mission reports.

Blackstone Security has established a firm foothold in the private military contracting industry, with their employees all over the country and abroad.

After each military operation is over, the person in charge of the operation personnel must write a report to explain the things encountered during the mission.

If there is something they need to judge, for example, if they think that there is a danger, shooting in advance to eliminate the danger, they must explain why they made such a judgment and what the reasons are.

In short, this is a very boring job. I face reports like this every day. Watching some lives disappear after leaving a few lines of descriptions in a report like a joke. Life is not precious at all. Not heavy.

It is not even as heavy as a piece of paper!

The office door opened, and a blonde girl poked her head in, and she made a gesture of talking.

"Sergeant, your phone..."

The sergeant sitting in the office wore his least favorite formal attire, which was used in the headquarters of Blackstone Security.

They are not on the front line. They don't need heavy bullet-proof body armor, and they don't need to draw a gun to shoot anyone at any time. They just need to make a cup of coffee and wait for the day to pass quietly.

At the beginning, he was not used to this kind of life, but when he was really used to it, it would be okay. More importantly, he was about to become a father.

He has more time to stay at home. I don't know which time he was so lucky. Now he and his wife are looking forward to the birth of a new life.

He also learned to smile.

At this moment, he smiled and said thank you to his secretary, then picked up the phone and pressed the flashing green button.

Different organizations have different logos, and there are more than a dozen colored buttons on the three phones in front of Mr. President.

"Sergeant... sir, this is... the Municipal Telegraph Bureau, I will pass on Mr. Lynch's telegram now. After you are ready to record, please feel free to tell me..."

...

After a while, the sergeant frowned and called the other operations department and told them what they had received. In the end, everyone unanimously decided that the sergeant would personally supervise the mission.

Obviously, Mr. Lynch may have encountered some trouble, Mr. T should be Mr. Truman, it seems that the trouble is not small.

Less than fifteen minutes after the call, the two teams, a total of 14 Blackstone security personnel armed to the teeth, boarded the car heading to the station. They will rush to the port city and then catch up with Lynch’s cruise ship.

The sergeant also went there. He felt that the situation was very abnormal this time, and something big must happen!

...

After dinner, a girl who was in charge of the telegraph room at night came to her place of work.

In order to prevent any emergencies, the telegraph room will be on duty at night. From nine o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning the next day, nine hours of work is already a very leisurely job in the Federation.

At least for this job, you only need to pay attention to whether the pendulum needle on the telegram will swing, and you need to have some basic understanding of the content of the telegram.

It doesn’t even work, just call someone who knows it.

It costs 600 yuan a month, and the working time is less than 20 days. This job is really great.

The female telegrapher entered the transmission room and closed the curtain. After confirming that there was no one around, she immediately bent down and began to try to destroy the telegraph machine.

If these things are not damaged, the people on the ship can contact the coastal cities at any time, which is a fatal threat to their plans.

After a night of fermentation, the atmosphere on the ship seemed to become less tense.

At breakfast, Lynch sat on the edge of the second-floor restaurant. He did not let Penny follow him. The girl also became extra sensible at this time. She didn't think about running around, but stayed in the cabin honestly. inside.

While watching the changes around him while eating breakfast, Lynch suddenly felt someone standing behind him.

He quietly picked up the fork... Many people think it is more appropriate to pick up the knife at this time, but this idea is wrong.

The tip of the table knife does not have the ability to cause huge damage to the human body through the clothes. Its function is to cut, and the cutting edge is on the blade.

It is very useful if it is used to slash others' necks, but how many people can quickly and accurately use a knife to destroy the enemy?

On the contrary, the fork is more practical at this time. Its tip can easily pierce all kinds of fabrics and penetrate into people's flesh, such as the chest is a good choice.

Inserting into the ribs can make a person lose the ability to attack instantly. If you don't touch the ribs, then you can lose the ability to fight with force.

Or insert it into a person's waist and abdomen. The length of two to three centimeters can already damage the internal organs in some specific areas, resulting in a lethal effect.

Inserting it into people’s necks is also more convenient and smoother than cutting people’s necks with the blade of a dining knife.

Lynch leaned slightly on his side, glanced up quickly, and put the fork in his hand again.

It was the young man I met in the casino yesterday. This guy gave him a position. Obviously, he wanted to talk to himself.

"Mr. Lynch, we meet again."

Lynch took the napkin and wiped his hands, stood up and shook hands with the young man, then invited him to sit down, "You already know me, but I don't know you yet."

"My name is Sindel..."

"Mr. Lynch, I am very happy to talk to you. Before that, I learned a lot about you through other channels."

"Like a financial war or something, you are a very thoughtful person and a capable person. I have always been very proud of it until I learned about your things."

Cindel's flattery is very interesting. He didn't hide his purpose and was not embarrassed. This just shows that he must be a successful person, at least with a successful background.

If there is someone who has a ethical habit, then this person is definitely unlikely to succeed.

You can't exploit those workers, you can't grab money from ordinary people's pockets, you can't drive them out of your own house to fight against them for taking other people's houses. When will you become rich?

There is no moral bottom line, shameless, these are the foundation of success.

Lin Qi nodded slightly, the federal people like to admit what they have done and achievements, they don't know what humility is.

"Mr. Lynch, where do you think the current wave of federal development is?"

Lin Qi opened his mouth and came, "Scientific research..."

The two chatted for a while, and Cindel seemed to be very interested in what Lynch said. When Lynch proposed that "technology is the primary productive force", Cindel was excited like an ape who saw a woman for the first time. .

What the **** is this? !

After breakfast, Lynch didn't immediately return to the cabin, but turned around.

Today there are fewer crew members walking around on the ship, but the level of security is more severe than ever.

At least two or three crew members will guard at some of the necessary roads.

They seem to be serving everyone anytime and anywhere, but they are actually looking for the enemies hidden in the crowd. Lynch even discovered that they all carry weapons with them. This is not a good phenomenon.

They don't seem to plan to solve the current dilemma by other means, such as seeking help.

Lynch can understand this. After all, he stands behind one of the biggest warlords in Marillo at all times. At the same time, they must also consider the impact on the company if the federal police and the military are involved.

They think they can solve the problem, but can they really solve it?

Lynch didn't think so.

If they can solve it, they won't be so nervous now, they must be in big trouble!

The girl greeted her immediately after returning to the cabin, and Lynch kept telling her that nothing bad would happen, but she was still very nervous.

She didn't ask anything, just looked at Lynch.

Lynch patted her hand, and the two walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, "The situation hasn't improved much. I went around on the first and second floors. Maybe there is still an intruder on the boat that has not been found. "

Petunia asked a question at this time, "Why don't we tell the people on board this matter?"

Lynch looked at her like a mentally retarded, "tell who?"

"Whoever, I don't think we can do nothing, it's too passive, we have to do something." Her mood is not so right.

This is also normal. She will lose her patience and composure after more than a day in a tight state of mind. It is actually good for her not to mess around on her own.

Lynch clasped her hand tightly and said, "Captain, they already know, they are doing it."

"Telling other guests has no meaning other than causing greater panic. On the contrary, it may detonate in advance."

"What's more important is that it is a listed company every moment. There are so many influential wealthy people on the ship, so the captain still has no choice to dock or let the federal military police intervene after knowing that there is a problem."

"Do you get me?"

Lynch's tone was light and fluttering, and she didn't work hard at all, but what she said made Petunia's heart sink.

"This involves tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of benefits. They will never make a decision until the last minute."

"You tell others that only if it makes the current situation worse, we will lose more initiative~lightnovelpub.net~Understand?"

He stroked the girl's hair to give her a sense of security.

Now docking and admitting that there is danger on the cruise ship, first of all, the ability of every moment will be questioned, and even if it is mixed up without knowing it, its status in the Federation will plummet.

Secondly, so many influential tycoons are invited by them to participate in the Spring Festival. They are implicated in safety. These tycoons will never do nothing. They may cancel customized services at every moment.

In order to avoid huge losses, the high-level leaders and the warlords behind it may not be able to treat them calmly at all times.

At this time, whoever comes to pierce the situation they currently maintain will offend others.

They will even choose to let some people disappear, but also to maintain the current situation.

At this moment, in the captain's room, the captain's face was so stinky that people could hide from far away--

"Gentlemen, we have lost our ability to communicate with the outside world!"