"Otherwise, we slaughtered him!" Du Fu's tone was a little stern, which may be the best way he can think of at the moment, and that is to kill the mayor. When the mayor dies, everything will end, no one will continue to look for Jon, and no one will pose any threat to his fellow villagers. But is it as simple as that? As long as the mayor is assassinated, can all problems be solved?

Alas, things are not so simple as a matter of course. If a politician dies dead, what is the first thought of people?

Undercover!

Huh!

There is no doubt that an old party member or the mayor of a city died of an inexplicable assassination-assuming that Dufo and other friends can cross the defensive line of defense and silently like the legendary assassin goddess It is also meaningless to kill the mayor in the Western language, and then return to the same way without alarming anyone.

The death of important political figures of the Old Party will make the Old Party undoubtedly characterize this as a "political assassination." For those alive and qualified politicians, there may be many uses for one person alive, but death will More useful, because people often sympathize with the "weak." Taking advantage of this so-called political incident to attack the New Party politically and splash the dirty water of the New Party, then whether the New Party is to elute suspicions or find "who is framed by them", the New Party will definitely increase the death of the mayor Investigation of the case.

At that time, the New Party and the Old Party joined forces, and together with the politicians, businessmen and tycoons who were planning to speculate in this incident, Du Lin had no doubt that he could be betrayed anytime, anywhere. The fellowship and the Oriental Star will become dust under the wheel of history to bury the trivial truth.

It is very likely that our Lord Mayor is waiting for "Jon and his accomplices" to jump off the wall and make the most of the political benefits this event brings to him.

So if you want to survive the tsunami, you have to choose the most positive way-politics.

In the long dream of Du Lin, the back in front of his eyes has contacted many big people. These big people have one characteristic, that is, they have very strong target and directivity. In the words of businessmen, they are the typical representatives of being unprofitable, and in the words of the big guys, they have high political awareness and ambitions.

Dumping the note in the corner of his pocket, Du Lin decided to contact the guy named Xiu En, and he felt that he should talk to Xiu En.

He gave the Buddha a severe glance, "Change your clothes and go with me!"

的 The days without a phone are not good, and even the days with a phone are also very bad. It is said that there is already a telephone network in the capital and other places, but it is relatively primitive and needs to be transferred through a switch. In this process, the content of the call is not secure and can be monitored and recorded, so people are more loyal to the traditional method of private communication, that is, meeting.

The location of Turin and Xiuen is located at the northern pier of Tener City. The pier is built on the tributary of the Agate River. The draft is not very deep. It is also sufficient for a city that mainly depends on rail transportation. Every night after it gets dark, the workers on the dock will gradually leave. The empty black dock seems to give people a sense of fear. Things that are darker than the night are hidden under the night, as if they have entered some fantasy mystery.

During the moonlight, Du Lin was sitting alone on a bench at Pier 3 and loading dock 2. Dufo was hidden in the dark, and both of them carried guns in case.

It was about nine o'clock. When Du Lin had felt a bit cold, a drunk with a bottle in his hand staggered over. Du Lin put his hand in his pocket with some alertness. The dock is not like a station. Basically, no cargo can be loaded at night, so it is difficult to see a ghost image on the dock when it is off work, and it is located in the remote north. Few people will come here at this time, will this person be Xiu En?

"You came early!", Before Du Lin had time to speak, the drunk talked first. He stumbled and sat on the bench beside Du Lin, suddenly raised his head, and immediately vomited. The vomit produced an unbearable acid odor. Du Lin covered his nose and nose and sat on another bench. When Xiu En was almost vomiting, he took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and sat over.

At this moment, he seemed to be awake a lot, at least his eyes became brighter. He looked at Du Lin, and he smiled, "Actually, I want to know you already, but it's not too late. Formal introduction ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ My name is Shun Conners, Senior Agent of the Imperial Police Investigation Bureau! "He extended his hand, and Doolin shook him a little hesitantly.

"I know what you're thinking, how do you think a senior agent would be taken to a small place like Tener, isn't it?", Xiu'en's spirit seemed to come up, he was very active, and he shrugged. "I just did what I thought I should do, that's all." He sighed with a sigh, and then looked at Du Lin with a dim smile under the moonlight. "You have been in recent days Sorry. "

Du Lin didn't speak at will, but just smiled, and the laughter was full of negation.

"Don't deny it, I know who Jon is!"

Just as Xiun said this, Du Lin's body gave birth to an urge to kill him immediately, but he stopped, "I don't understand what you say, and I also want to know Joe Who is it. "

Xi Xiun shook his head and said, "You are dishonest, man!", He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, probably because he drank too much, and shook the cigarettes off the ground when shaking. When he bent down to pick it up, his back and back were revealed. At this time, as long as Du Lin took out his gun, he could solve the insider. It seemed as if the time was long and short, and at the moment when Du Lin was shaking God, Xiu En had picked up the cigarette.

He held the smoke in his mouth, and the fire light instantly illuminated his playful face, and then turned into darkness. In this darkness, a red thermal power suddenly became extremely bright, and the temperature from the cigarette **** could be felt faintly.

"Let's work together. My purpose is to transfer back to the capital. Your purpose is to solve the current troubles. We don't have any conflicts, are we?" Seductive.