Blackstone Code

Humans are ultimately profit-seeking animals. As long as they are animals, it is difficult to get rid of the instinctive trend. In this world, no one can be absolutely rational, and often faces choices. , Will choose the option that is most beneficial to them.

Bad luck saved himself by himself, and also saved the face of the Tax Bureau in Sabine City. It also allowed all the law enforcement systems to recover some points. Johnson actually knew how to choose, he just Unwilling to say it.

The more people are full of ugliness and darkness, the more they yearn for purity, but the more they yearn for purity, the more they want to destroy it, no matter what means.

Human nature may be called "human nature" because the nature of man is sufficiently complex and degraded enough to set off and give the word "human nature" more connotations.

Director Johnson wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. Lynch's calm gaze made him feel like a needle stick on his body, making him very uneasy and uncomfortable.

He rarely encounters such a well-disguised, but very aggressive gaze, which is the gaze of a superior person, just like he gave himself a condition and knew I can't make a choice on my own, and I have to pretend to be generous to choose, but I can only choose the only answer.

Its a bit hurtful, the sweat on his face and the sweat on his neck are more. Maybe its really too hot inside, maybe because the face-to-face communication between "alone" and Lynch made him feel With too much pressure, he suddenly stood up.

Originally, after standing up, he pulled off the chair and turned and left. The action paused here. He was a little inexplicably guilty and explained, "I have to think about it, yes. , Consider considering..."

He glanced at Lynch. After Lynch made a "please" action, he walked out of the rotisserie while wiping his sweat. He stood with a wet handkerchief. On the sidewalk, I glanced back at Lynch, who was looming in the silhouette, and his hands were slightly trembling.

His hands are a bit unobedient, and suddenly fly into a rage out of humiliation makes him slam the slightly heavy and wet handkerchief on the ground, and he gasps loudly. Angrily, the strange gazes of passing pedestrians calmed him down quickly.

He patted his mouth, got into the car, tremblingly took out the key and stuffed it into the lock cylinder, caught fire, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly disappeared to the side of the road.

After returning home, Johnson locked himself in the study. He rarely took a bottle of spirits used to decorate the wine rack. He would only drink when socializing. He doesn't like drinking, which may have something to do with the fact that his drunk father when he was a child often beat him and his mother after drinking.

Forty years have passed, some things have become past tense for some people, but some things are as if they were still more than 40 years ago, and they have not changed at all.

One cup after another, the strong smell of wine accompanied by the same strong sense of guilt made his mood fluctuate very greatly, because his decision will change the lives of the three people, and even Destroy these three people, but he has no other choice.

Director Johnson is a good person, at least the people of Tax Bureau say so. It is his gentleness that made him go to the position of director, and it is his gentleness that made him stop at this moment, but now all of this Has changed.

2nd day, the director who had lived and spoken well in the eyes of people disappeared, and replaced by a director who was always frowns, with a pale and sharp voice in his voice.

In the next few days, as public opinion continued to ferment, Sabine City, a small second-tier city in the Baylor Federation, became the focus of the whole Federation and even the whole world for the first time. This feeling...very strange .

Some fresh faces appeared on the streets of the city center. They always hold a microphone in their hands, and there will be interview cars not far from them.

The workers' union even launched a one-day strike on the weekend for this matter. The management of the Sabine City Union also visited Lynch and expressed their interest in the law enforcement department. Outrage of abuse of power.

In short, this is a very magical time, everyone finds it very fresh.

In this novelty, Michael Jr.s case is in court. Because of Michaels own troubles and Michael Jr.s rejection of any visitation, the court appointed a lawyer as Michael Jr.'s defense attorney.

After more than half an hour of negotiation between the defense attorney and Michael Jr., the defense attorney agreed with Michael Jr.'s guilty plea and would try his best to help him win a shorter sentence.

For the lawyers who have to rely on the court to appoint them, their winning rate and so on have long since been taken seriously by them. Its a day to be able to spend a day.

In this case, Michael Jr. appeared in the dock in the court.

Michaels application for observation was approved. After all, he is Michael Jr.s father. Although he is now under house arrest at home and waiting for the outcome of another injury case, the court still allowed him to come as an observer.

I havent seen each other for three or five days. It seems like a year has passed since father and son met in court. Michael looked at the haggard Michael Jr. . Reluctantly laughed.

Michael Jr. read out a confession that he didnt know where it came from. After a series of procedures were over, the lawyer helped Michael Jr. get a nine-month sentence, and honestly burglary The sentence of only nine months exceeded many people's imagination.

The lawyer based on Michael Jr.s underage, no previous criminal history, and a full scholarship through childhood. He is a good child with both good character and academics. Burglary is more like a crime of passion without subjective consciousness.

The court reviewed the relevant materials and finally approved the defense lawyer's defense and gave a minimum sentence. I have to say that Michael Jr. has helped him with a full scholarship all year round.

Michael was expelled from the court because he interfered with the order twice during the trial, but the judge could understand his feelings and specifically approved him to meet with Michael Jr. later.

At this time, Michael was crying silently and painfully with both hands holding head. He kept hammering his forehead with his fists and slap, and his head seemed to hate himself.

The faint weeping sound of him in the secluded corridor became much more obvious. When he was in distress, he felt someone sitting next to him.

At this time, Michael is like a lion that has been injured. He opened his mouth without raising his head. A word "roll" tore his vocal cords and sprayed out of his throat. Full of tyrannical emotions.

But the person sitting next to him remained unmoved, and then Michael heard the sound of the lighter sparking, and then the strong smell of cigarettes.

He wiped the tears in his eyes and on his face. He didnt want his embarrassment to be seen by others. He was a tough guy. He felt so. He wanted to tell people around him as a tough guy. Get out of his side.

Just as he was about to roar, a familiar voice rang in his ears!

"If I were you, I wouldn't do it!"

Lynch, its Lynch!

Michael will never forget this voice for the rest of his life. This voice has become the main source of his nightmares recently. He is fiercely fiercely, and stares at Lynch with red eyes, "You come to see me joke, Are you very proud?"

Lynch curl one's lip, he passed a cigarette over, Michael knocked out Lynchs hand casually, the cigarette rolled over and bounced on the ground a few times, and rolled to the other side of the corridor. Under the chair.

"Have you always been like this? You think everyone should accept your bad temper?" Lynch dismissed his hand that had been frozen in the air for a few seconds, his eyes There was a trace of indifference.

His face was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes. The grumpy Michael closed his mouth. He lowered his head and looked at his hands as if he was immersed in his world again.

Lynch looked at him shrugged, stood up and looked down at him, "I am here just to tell you that the grievances between us are almost over."

"You You will get what you deserve. You dont have to worry too much about your child. He has many boyfriends in prison..."

Michael violently again, both of his hands grabbed Lynch by the collar , Lynch raised his hands.

Although the lion is injured, it is still a lion.

Lynch is not afraid of the tragic breath on Michael's body. He said with a cracking a joke tone, "If I were you, I will let go. You and your son have already Your fault has paid for it, and you should also think about your wife..."

The next second, Michaels fierce eyes turned pale in an instant. Although the lion is terrifying, it is not the hunters opponent after all. .

Lynch tidyed up his collar and smiled and said, "Okay, I'm finished with what I should say, I wish you a happy holiday, Mr. Michael!"

With the sound of footsteps further and further away, Michael turned his head stiffly and watched Lynch disappear into the afterglow of the sun on the other side of the corridor. His consciousness seemed to be overwhelmed by the light at the moment Lynch melted into the afterglow.

It's like... drowning, it makes people unable to breathe!

Even if it is bright!