Chapter 2008 - 1831: Gitti’s Bold Guess
Chapter 2008: Chapter 1831: Gitti’s Bold Guess
A little while later.
Buzz buzz!
The phone rang.
“Haha, it’s so interesting.”
On the other side.
A familiar, hearty laugh came through.
“Hehe.”
In response.
Old Ford rolled his eyes and uttered two words, interesting? It is interesting, but the more interesting it is, the more helpless it makes him feel, because such power is not in his hands.
A heavy punch.
As if it vanished.
The personnel.
Whereabouts.
Property.
After entering Myanmar, everything disappeared without a trace. Their intelligence officers went in and found nothing. Feeling mixed with relief and regret, if not for that event, today he would be the biggest winner.
“It’s good to see the younger generation succeed, you should be happy.”
“Oh.”
“I think they might have already returned to Myanmar.”
“Hope so.”
“…”
Chatted for a while.
“This time, the Cis family is down on their luck. If we find out the truth, it would be another trouble. I think we can find a way to help Gitti, clean up a bit, what do you think?”
“Clean up?”
“Yes.”
“Kill?”
“Of course not.”
“Then how?”
“Change the helmsman, Cis is old.” The consortium depths are unfathomable. In recent years, besides ERV, new large economic powers have continuously emerged, and some old folks have become roadblocks.
Among them.
Many families have defected to their side, and someone has taken a fancy to some of the industries under Cis.
Therefore.
A friend, a subordinate.
Apparently.
Taking down the friend to promote the subordinate would maximize interests. Of course, it’s a bit difficult, but now that the Cis family has suffered a major misfortune, some issues should also be put on the agenda.
…
Greece.
Seaview Villa.
Living room.
“I…accept it.”
After a long time.
Cis gritted his teeth and said, twenty billion euros, it’s not that they can’t take it out, but it’s also hard-earned, just giving it away like this, the heartache, it’s like being robbed.
Brazenly.
With ample reason.
Bargain?
Cis also wanted to, but knew it was futile. The younger son was like a drowning person, dragging everyone who tried to save him into the deep waters. This loss was inevitable, only hoping it would come to an end.
“Bang!”
Hung up the phone.
With a fling.
It was thrown to the ground. The butler saw this, picked up the phone card from the fragments, and placed it into a new phone. Such consumables are sufficient, could withstand being thrown every day for a month.
Have to say.
Throwing things.
Is an effective way for the wealthy people to relieve stress.
And.
It’s better than throwing people.
At this moment.
A middle-aged man walked into the villa.
“Father.”
Cis returned to the sofa and looked at his eldest son, “Quickly prepare twenty billion euros, whether it is cash, stocks, bonds, or property, you decide, gather it for me within a week.”
“Yes.”
Said.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the man’s eyes.
Twenty billion.
Euros.
It’s not Vietnamese Dong, just because of that idiotic younger brother, it was compensated away, causing their family to lose such face, he even had thoughts of killing him, why doesn’t someone like that just die.
To prove himself?
Crap!
Only got confused by someone, with adolescent fantasies. If you want to prove yourself, why don’t you become independent, stop relying on the family, earn money by working instead of leeching off.
“Then about the younger brother..”
“After he comes out, ground him for a year.”
“Understood.”
Said.
A trace of coldness flashed in the man’s eyes. Although called a brother, they have different mothers, and he only entered the family after the age of thirteen, which was past the easy-to-correct age, resulting in today.
Brotherly affection?
None.
Trash.
Not worthy to be his brother.
Twenty billion.
Darn, I work hard to manage the family business for more than half a year, and earn just a bit more than this, I’m making money in the front, you’re squandering at the back, if not for their father still being around, he wouldn’t be polite.
…
“Boom~”
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
“So tired.”
Gitti wiped her sweat and walked back from the rabbit hutch. Over a month here, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, she found herself surprisingly adapting, forgetting all about clothes and cosmetics.
Initially.
Despised cleaning the breeding area.
Now.
No longer repulsed by the smell.
Initially.
Swore never to eat rabbit meat.
Now.
Hmm.
Really tasty!
Washing her hands at the entrance, Gitti glanced at the high wall behind her, shook her head, even if she climbed over, perhaps like on TV, escaping one prison might only lead to another.
The world.
Isn’t it just a big prison?
Here.
At least there are no schemes and plots.
Safe.
Rules.
For so long, never heard of those inhumanly strong guys violating them in any way, they don’t even bother interacting, seeing them as insignificant as grass and stones, an endless cold indifference.
Indeed.
This prison is unlike any other place.
However.
Who knows when they can leave? Listening to the earliest ’senior’ here, no one has ever been released. Coming here might be a permanent imprisonment, after worrying, they can only accept it.
’Da da da!’
In the sky.
A helicopter flew over.
“Another new prison mate.”
Gitti smiled.
Every few days, aircraft come once, either delivering supplies or bringing new inmates, sometimes ten-odd, and at times twenty or thirty, her time with over a hundred was quite rare.
Through conversations.
She discovered.
The people imprisoned here are from dozens of countries, with peculiar identities.
Assassins.
Hackers.
Bosses.
Criminals.
Politicians.
Thieves.
Agents.
Soldiers.
…
She doesn’t even know how many professions there are here, as for why they were captured, some know, some feel confused, one after another, with various strange identities and stories.
Hinted by others.
Gitti had a bold guess.
That is.
There is a net, enveloping the world, the force aiding Ling not only collaborates with Ling but also operates worldwide, what outsiders think is hidden for years, is all false.
They haven’t disappeared.
Just.
Hidden deeper.
Here.
Is the place that force uses to imprison enemies, it is infiltrating countries, different classes, various industries globally but maintains a bottom line, taking confinement for those not deserving death.
Thinking of this.
A chill ran up her spine.
The world.
Looks different in her eyes, before the world was ruled by high capitalistic consortiums, now, amid the world’s dark backdrop, there lurks a monstrous beast.
Light.
Dark.
Acting together, once matured, the entire world’s structure will be rewritten.
“Just hope it won’t be too bad.”
About this.
Gitti doesn’t feel too antagonistic, after all, she was spared, those guards with absolute advantage, never bullied or insulted anyone, as long as they don’t cause trouble, they are quite friendly.
Therefore.
It’s apparent, the nature of this force.
—Abides by rules.
An excellent quality, such quality is terrifying. Just like that assassin event, unnoticed before the action, no escape during, leaving no traces after.
Powerful.
Efficient.
Stealthy.
Even thinking about it is terrifying.
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