100: Chapter 26 Cheng: It doesn’t matter, I will make a move!
(3000 words) 100: Chapter 26 Cheng: It doesn’t matter, I will make a move!
(3000 words) When the wind blows through one’s hair, most people feel cool and relaxed.
That is the direct sensation the wind can bring to a person.
Experienced farrs can predict potential rain in certain areas by the direction of the wind and the position of clouds.
Professional teorological observation institutions, using the data from a network of weather stations, can grasp climate changes within a thousand miles.
For the sa piece of information, subjects with different cognitive abilities can extract completely different gains from it.
This cognition depends not only on the cognitive abilities of the subject, but also on the dinsions of thought.
The more comprehensive the dinsions of thought, the closer it can approach ‘truth’.
This truth is not philosophical but an objective understanding of a matter or a thing.
In fact, everyone can step by step approach the summit of this cognitive mountain.
As a climber, Cheng Daqi in his previous life had already verified his cognition with his own strength.
He believed, truly believed, he was so convinced that his judgent this ti wouldn’t be wrong.
Idealistic kidnappers don’t understand the obsession with interests among leaders of interest groups.
On a practical level, the practice of kidnapping a child to force compliance is still stuck in the Middle Ages.
Tis have changed.
For the interest group as a whole, it is also impossible to allow an important mber to beco an excuse for the enemy to attack oneself over a child.
If interests involve life and death, even the flesh of one’s son can be eaten.
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Sure enough, just as Cheng Daqi had anticipated, Andrei pulled over two poisoners, ready for the execution by gunfire.
“I must say it again!
We don’t want money!
The Biotech Company must explain their sinful acts, and expose to the public their decades of experintation on Arican soldiers and harvesting organs from the bodies of Arican soldiers for organ transplants.
I’m only giving twenty-four hours, if you can’t do it…
all the hostages will end up like these two!”
“Bang!
Bang!”
Silence, all the hostages in the library dared not speak, fearing that even the slightest sound from them would make them the next target for the kidnapper to kill.
Silence, in the makeshift command center of the SWAT, Klauer looked at the television, numbed to the point of not wanting to say even a single word, knowing he was finished.
Silence, all the Arican viewers who were watching the ABC live broadcast were incredibly quiet; the Biotech Company’s terror and misdeeds were spoken outright, and anyone with even a shred of conscience began to ponder a question.
Does the Biotech Company just need to make an explanation?
Just need to admit their wrongdoing?
Since the last ti Andrei explicitly made his demands, ABC cut to the comrcials, now he hadn’t repeated his latter demand for the Biotech Company to face justice.
Thus, the situation beca very strange.
In the eyes of many viewers, the kidnappers seed almost ‘tragically heroic’.
They just want justice and yet were forced to beco kidnappers.
Clearly the Biotech Company had done all sorts of evil, yet the kidnappers’ demands were rely for the Biotech Company to symbolically acknowledge their wrongdoings!
It must be because even as kidnappers, they knew the Biotech Company would never be taken to court!
Darkness!
Such darkness!
A certain country is too dark!
In the pitch-dark Arica, can there still be a sliver of justice?
The kidnappers are trying so hard, so why can’t they bring the Biotech Company to court?
On social dia, the topic regarding the Biotech Company started to rapidly heat up.
Among all those participating in the discussions, not a single person, not even one, paid attention to whether the Biotech Company actually committed the misdeeds the kidnappers claid!
It can only be said that, being an old imperialist, Arica has a glorious tradition.
The public has only one impression of the bottom line of Arican companies, and that is that Arican companies have no bottom line!
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“I can’t believe they could do such a thing; whether the wars those dead soldiers fought in were just or not, they died for Arica.
How can they treat their bodies like that?”
The blonde girl had just finished her orange juice, and she was preparing dinner for Temir.
The raven-haired rich woman, clutching her iPad, nestled in the chair, rapidly scrolling through social dia.
Entirely contrary to her best friend’s thoughts, she wondered if her OC perfu could leech so heat off this situation.
The Red Street kidnapping in Saint Rodu had already blown up, with foreign dia starting to pay attention.
“Mi’er, my words aren’t wrong, are they?”
Rembering the lovingly fried eggs Lisa prepared for her, Temir hurriedly replied.
“I just got the news from a friend, the son of the Biotech Company has been kidnapped, but it seems the kidnapper didn’t ntion it,
I guess it was said when ABC took a comrcial break earlier, which is why it wasn’t ntioned this ti.”
“Then why doesn’t ABC take comrcial breaks anymore?
The gun battle just now, and the execution of the hostages this ti were both terrifying, yet they broadcasted it all.”
A casual remark from the blonde girl suddenly gave Temir a whiff of sothing unusual.
ABC is owned by Disney, belonging to the global Semitic Wanderer financial dia capital group, staunchly standing behind the Democratic Party.
The Biotech Company, on the other hand, is an independent large-scale biotech pharmaceutical group, representative of the native Semitic Wanderer industrial capital in Arica, in cooperation with the military, and also a well-known backer of the Democratic Party.
They are all under the influence of the Democratic Party’s interest coalition, but besides initially helping with a comrcial, ABC then completely stopped covering for the Biotech Company.
Though the details of the kidnapping had already been widely known in circles at Temir’s level, it was quite different from letting the average Arican know.
Interesting, Temir found this very interesting.
Her family had never been on good terms with the Semitic Wanderers; watching the Semitic Wanderers’ dogs fight among themselves was highly entertaining for her.
“Honey, open up a bottle of Lafite!
I’m in a good mood tonight!”
“Are you really willing to open that ’82 Lafite you have?
I’ve been wanting to taste it for a while, you’re so sweet, Mi’er.”
“Ahem…
the ’09 will do.”
“Stingy!” Right, doesn’t your friend know about Cheng Daqi’s situation?
Is he really taken as a hostage?”
“I don’t know, I can’t ask that question either.”
“Alright…..”
The blond white girl didn’t know whether she should worry about Cheng Daqi or not.
Because she saw soone on TV that she absolutely didn’t expect!
“Look at that person, the one wearing a mask!
Mi’er, quickly look!”
Lisa felt like she must be going insane or the world was!
Wasn’t that motherfucking Cheng Daqi?
How co that damn auto chanic was talking with the kidnappers?
“Fak, that’s definitely him, look at his eyes, GOD!!
Thor has a gun against his head!!”
Temir was shocked at first, but by the end, her voice had turned into a scream!
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Cheng Daqi was forced into a situation with no way out.
He thought that if he didn’t take action, he might really be killed by these five kidnappers who had ideals but no brains.
The police dared to launch a strong attack, clearly not caring about the Dracula child in the kidnappers’ hands.
But the kidnappers were completely unaware that their expectations were wrong.
If they stubbornly carried on, they might end up facing the military’s bombs to ‘clean the area’.
After the bombs ‘cleaned’ would be the dia’s turn to ‘wash’.
And what about the hostages who died in the library?
Arica: After investigation, no hostages died, all were rescued, and we can even have them hold a press conference.
Faking, lying, covering up, traditional skills of Arica!
Cheng Daqi was all too clear on how naïve the kidnappers’ thoughts were.
There are many who have ideals of changing the world, but more die on the road.
He didn’t want to die along with these naïve kidnappers.
“Relax, relax, my friends, I’m here to talk to you on behalf of my boss,
I’m just a runner, my boss wants to help you, he says that you were dood to fail from the start!”
One trick to rule them all, start with a shock, it works everywhere.
Cheng Daqi wasn’t sure if he’d be killed on the spot, taking action always cos with risks.
Without risk, there’s no reward, that only exists in novels.
“We are dood to fail?
Do you know what you’re talking about?”
Thor smashed Cheng Daqi’s head with the butt of his gun and asked angrily.
Sani’s heart was in her throat, Cheng Daqi’s behavior was too dangerous, it was like gambling with his life!
She didn’t want to die now, not even a second sooner.
“Thor!
Don’t be so rude, co here, you.”
Priest Andrei, sitting in front of the cara, rebuked Thor and gestured for Cheng Daqi to co over for a chat.
“Mr.
Andrei, hello, you can call Bruce, my boss wants to have a word with you.
He says, Dracula will never et your demands, he doesn’t want to die because of your stupidity.”
Keep them shocked!
Under such imnse pressure, people’s actions are uncontrollable, no doubt, these kidnappers were already hysterical.
Even the ntally strongest individuals cannot maintain a stable mindset during such hugely influential and extrely dangerous criminal activities.
Cheng Daqi was provoking them with the very thing the kidnappers cared about the most, to make them even more unstable.
Unstable, and thus unable to think rationally, which makes it easier to lead (deceive) them.
“Your boss isn’t Dracula?”
Andrei’s clear response showed that he was already almost bursting with pressure, and once Cheng Daqi confird this, his hanging heart finally settled.
Steady!
The purpose of Cheng Daqi’s standing up was simple: he wanted to buy ti.
Stalling for change!
First drag out the ti, then wait for a possible chance to erge.
The kidnappers had walked themselves into a deadlock, which to him seed like the chance to act, but he still hadn’t seen the opportunity to get out of danger.
“My boss is a business tycoon from Iran, with assets worth several hundred million US Dollars, industries spread across Europe and Iran, including shopping centers, real estate, international publishing, and more,
His na is Ye’er Gubai, a top-tier business giant, so he concludes that your plan from…”
“Boom!”
A huge explosion sounded.
The recently patched up land mines on the second floor were detonated again!
Cheng Daqi and Andrei looked at each other in dismay.
Are the Arican police that hard-headed?
They didn’t know that the ones who set off the mines were a group of journalists so jealous of Ian they didn’t care about losing their lives.
The brave journalists descended from the sky, then entered the second floor…
Now, they really were out of lives!
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