Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 211 Global influence

  The phone rang in the room rented by the Intelligence Bureau near the military warehouse in the South District of Laizein.

   "Hello? Are you looking for the director?"

  Rock Shriver was holding the newspaper, and seeing the subordinate in charge of answering the phone brought the phone, he put down the newspaper and bent over to take it: "I'm Rock Shriver."

   "Director, Boyin is injured."

   "What's the situation?" Rock Shriver's face turned cold.

   "It's not clear yet. He was injured suddenly in the room, and now our people are taking him to the hospital for treatment." The people over there reported the situation.

   "Is it badly hurt?"

"The injury can't be judged yet. I only know that there is a lot of blood on the arm. We followed two teams and four cars as guards. But there may be something wrong with this matter. See if we need to send more people to avoid accidents. ?”

  Rock Shriver clutched the phone tightly, almost crushing it: "Of course we need to send more people."

   "Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

   "Patter."

   "Go back." Locke Shriver got up, ordered two people to go straight to the door.

   Following Rock Shriver for many years, Hawkins, one of his most powerful subordinates, followed behind and asked, "Director, what happened?"

   "Boyin was injured in the room, and our people are taking him to the hospital." Rock Shriver walked quickly, and his intuition told him that something might happen.

   "Why did you get injured? Still at this juncture? Could it be that he deliberately wanted to fight for the opportunity and what did he want to do?" Hawkins analyzed.

Locke Shriver thought the same way, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think about it, there is a 100% purpose for this. I'm afraid that his action has been planned for a long time, and it has something to do with the big action of the Equality Society, otherwise he wouldn't have taken such a big risk to leave .But we have already sent additional manpower, whether we are suffering, or equality will turn around, it will not be long before there will be an answer."

   "First came to investigate the military warehouse, and then Boyne tried to escape. The Equality Association really can't sit still." Hawkins laughed.

  He is not afraid of anything. In his opinion, the most terrifying thing is that the Equality Council will do nothing. On the contrary, equality will be impatient and frequently act, which is the least worth worrying about.

   Rock Shriver didn't say much.

  Rich experience tells him that things will not be that simple.

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  The streets of Laizein West End

  Boin and Daniel's car drove all the way, leaving the remaining two Intelligence Bureau cars hundreds of meters away, and the distance continued to widen.

   But at the same time, in order to force the intelligence agency's car back, they fired several shots, which also alerted the patrol guards near the West District. These patrol guards usually accept bribes and blackmail civilians for not doing business, but they dare not neglect when they hear the gunshots, and gather at the location of the gunshots.

   "Get rid of the car behind and turn into the alley." Boyin leaned against the back of the chair, his whole body drenched in sweat.

   "Then I have to slow down the speed of the car first." The guard leader in charge of driving said.

   "Turn left at the intersection ahead." Boyin said to himself.

  The guard leader frowned and reminded: "Turn left to the south."

  Byne took a deep breath and tried his best to maintain a stable state: "I know, I just want to turn left and confuse them."

   "Okay." The guard leader slowed down and turned left.

   "Can you still hold on?" Daniel had to keep an eye on the guards all the time, so he couldn't look back to check Boyne's situation. He still doesn't quite understand what Boyin's plan is, and his mind is full of worries that Boyin will lose too much blood and cause serious problems.

  When he chose to be a hostage with Bo Yin, he made a promise with Morais and others that he would protect the president.

  If something really happened to Boyin, even if he escaped alive, he would have no face to see Morais and the others.

   "I'm fine, keep an eye on him." Boyin ordered.

   "Don't worry!" Daniel put his index finger on the trigger, ready to knock off half of the head of the guard leader with one shot.

  —

  In the terminus of the Morais faction of the Equality Society

  After two batches of relocation here, most of the people have left, and only Morais and a few cadres are left to handle routine official duties while presiding over the overall relocation work.

   "How are they over there? Are you still used to it?" Morais was on the phone with Andre, the person in charge of the factory, in the office.

"They are not as fragile and hypocritical as I imagined." Andre's tone was full of admiration, "Our living conditions here are really bad. Even if we have given them a lot of special care, they are still far from the Western District headquarters. But They didn't complain, and they refused special accommodations to be treated the same as the workers."

  Morais smiled when he heard this, and the thing he was most worried about did not happen: "That's good, but what they say is what they say, and what you do is what you do. We can't neglect these precious intellectuals in our association."

   "Don't worry! We are stepping up to improve the treatment of various facilities, and strive to provide a better environment for everyone after the transfer of personnel is fully received." Andre promised.

   "What about Verac, Keating, Piaf?"

"They also performed very well. They took the lead to live in the dormitory with a poor environment, and took the lead to eat standing up like the workers in the cafeteria. They quickly became friends with the workers." Andre took the opportunity to express his thoughts, " You see, it is such a good opportunity, our comrades workers have been envious of training for a long time, can you..."

Morais already knew what Andre was thinking: "Do you know why you chose this time to transfer people there? It's because the training here has basically been completed. The follow-up training work will be specifically aimed at the comrades of the workers without you fighting for it." , rest assured."

   "That's good!" Andre couldn't control his joy on the other end of the phone, and laughed.

   "Okay, don't laugh, there will be a group of people coming this afternoon, you are responsible for receiving them, and don't make any trouble for me." Morais laughed and quickly returned to seriousness.

   "Don't worry! We will take good care of the transferred comrades!"

"That's it. I have other things to do. You can go directly to Verac, Keating and the others to discuss training courses and other matters." Morais hung up the phone and reviewed the documents that his subordinates had brought early in the morning. document.

   "Boom boom boom!"

   Just as Morais was concentrating on studying the information on the document, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Come in!"

  Charles from the intelligence department of the Equal Society opened the door, and rushed to Morais panting: "Boyin is injured!"

   "What?!" Morales stood up abruptly, "What happened?!"

"Our people were squatting near the Intelligence Bureau, and found that less than fifteen minutes ago, a group of people came out of the Intelligence Bureau and rushed to the hospital in four vehicles, including Boyne and Daniel." Charles breathed calmly, Quickly told Morais about the situation, "It seems that Boyin's arm was injured!"

   Morais's brain was running fast, and he paced back and forth: "How could Boyin be injured suddenly?"

   "At present, it seems that the people in the intelligence agency are not very clear, and we are still investigating." Charles said.

   "Where is Rock Shriver?" Morais asked with his hands behind his back.

"It should be to investigate the people we put in the military warehouse. The exact location is not clear." Charles stood at the desk, his eyes wandering with Morais's walking, "It stands to reason that such a big thing happened , he should rush back immediately."

Morais racked his brains to think about the situation: "It's possible that Boyin is deliberately trying to gain an opportunity to contact us under the guise of being injured. After all, he sees that we haven't acted for a long time due to his temperament, and he can't get the news , 80% will not sit still."

   "Then shall we arrange for someone to go there?"

"The problem is that Rock Shriver will not be unaware of this, and the intelligence agency should send more staff in a short time." Morais was concerned about many things, "and we are still not sure if this is true, in case Did Rock Shriver deliberately lure us out with Nabein?"

  Charles was silent for a few seconds: "This is our perfect opportunity to rescue the president."

"No." Morais shook his head, resisting the urge to rescue Boyin, "Even if it wasn't Rock Shriver's conspiracy, and Boyin was really trying to escape, we can't rescue him .”

   "Are you worried about Chloe?" Morais has always dared to think and act externally, and Charles guessed that the current caution stems from internal problems.

Morais nodded: "Well, Chloe's side is as tricky as Rock Shriver's side. We need to find out whether this is a conspiracy by Locke Shriver, but after a long time, even if it wasn't for them, they would be able to deploy people in time to guard against us. As for Chloe, we managed to reach a false consensus with him, and if the consensus breaks down because of the rescue of Boyin, it is very likely that our overall plan will collapse."

   "Chloe won't even Boyne..."

"Byne and I agree. Chloe was a little dissatisfied with him. Besides, in his eyes, he is only one step away from leading the Equality Association and the government to solve the problem peacefully. He will not give up for Boin. I worked hard before." Morais had no expectations for the paranoid Chloe at all.

  The current conflict between the two of them has reached its peak. Even if Boyin returns as the president, he cannot reconcile it. What's more, Boyin has not returned yet, and Chloe probably hopes that he will not come back.

   "Chloe's information is not as good as ours, but they will always get news in half an hour. What do you think they will do?"

   Moraleston stopped.

   This is the biggest problem he can't think of.

   Chloe learned that Boyin had come out and there was a glimmer of hope for rescue, what would he do?

   "When he hears the news, it will be time for our two factions to have a crisis of trust again." Morais let out a foul breath.

  He finally reached a false consensus with Chloe, appeased the Chloe faction, and began to transfer personnel one after another, preparing for the official separation from the Chloe faction and attacking the government building.

  If Chloe knew that Boyne had escaped at this time, he would definitely analyze what Morais thought first, considering the relationship between Morais and Boyne.

  Will Morais continue to cooperate with them, or will Morais go to rescue Boyne and stick to the general direction of fighting the government to the end?

   "Go and call all the cadres here to the conference room, and at the same time report to me the latest situation on Boyne's side at any time." Morais sat down and called Chloe.

   "Understood." Charles left.

"Hello? Chloe? I'm Morais." After Morais made the call, he hesitated for a moment, and decisively told the other party the news of Boyin's escape, "Boin has escaped, you do you know?"

  —

  Laizein North Factory

  The workers on the morning shift went to work early in the morning. Andre came to the staff dormitory and talked to Verac and Keating about the training class.

  It's early seven o'clock, and the other transfer members in the same dormitory as Veraker went to bed very late because they were not used to it. They haven't woken up yet, but he and Keating have finished washing in tacit understanding, and they are going to have breakfast.

   "You are all awake, I was wondering if I would disturb you." Just as Andre arrived at the door, he bumped into Verak and Keating who were about to go out.

   "What's wrong?" Verak asked in a low voice, afraid of disturbing the people in the dormitory.

   "Are you..." Andre also asked.

  Verak and Keating came out and gently closed the dormitory door: "We're going to have breakfast."

   "Okay, let's talk as we walk." Andre walked out of the narrow corridor first, and told the two of them what he had just called Morais.

   "That is to say, we are going to prepare training for the workers?" Verak asked.

  After leaving the dormitory, the cold wind came out, and the three shrank their heads in unison.

   "That's right." Andre's voice was a little louder, "The training over there has been completed, and now we are in charge of our side, telling the workers about our concept of equality, giving lectures and so on."

   "What do you think?" Verak looked at Keating.

   "The focus should also be adjusted a little bit." Keating said.

  Verak looked back at the staff dormitory: "Should we call Comrade Piaf? She is also one of the leaders of the training class. It would be better for us to discuss together."

   "Go and call me. Andre and I will go to the cafeteria first." Keating kept walking against the wind and cold.

   "Okay." Verac turned back to the staff dormitory, found a **** who had just washed up, and asked her to call Piaf.

Although Piaf was a little uncomfortable coming here, she was the first to get up to be a role model. Therefore, Verac didn't wait half a minute to meet Piaf who had already packed up, and they rushed to the cafeteria together with Keating and Ann. Andre rendezvous.

   "Does Piaf know about the situation?" Keating and the others came early and had already prepared meals for Verac and Piaf.

"I see." Piaf took the meal, "I think since we want to target the workers, we should lengthen the training time and make the training content easier to understand. On the one hand, the workers still To work, on the one hand, the current training is not aimed at the master plan, so they don’t have to bear much pressure. Finally, there are differences in their ability to accept.”

   "It is really necessary to consider the acceptability of the workers." Keating ate the baked pie.

   "That's right..." Verak echoed.

  Andre didn't speak, squatting next to him and devouring his meal, never leaving the three people who were discussing specific matters.

  (end of this chapter)