If the explosion of the power plant made people realize Lynch's decisiveness, then the frequent attacks on the patrols over the next few days sent chills down people's spines.
In this world of simple expression, there was no such thing as a philosophical and educational short sentence such as "The proverb is right." However, the wisdom of human beings collided and produced some bright sparks, such as this sentence, "You can't stare at the same thing forever."
This sentence very well supported the relationship between "being a thief for a thousand days" and "guarding against thieves for a thousand days." It also set off the other language and culture, more or less, had some merits.
In these few days, the whole city was shrouded in darkness at night, and the patrols were frequently attacked.
At first, only a few people were attacked, but soon, there were more than ten. On the fourth night, two patrols had gone missing, a total of 18 people!
Silently, without even the sound of gunfire, they disappeared into the night.
Juris was very quiet at night. It was possible to use some sphincter muscles to restrict the expansion of the gas when farting, and it could be heard by people in the next room, not to mention gunshots, which could be heard by the whole city.
But for the past few nights, there had been no gunshots at all. The outpost had even thought that the two patrol squads had become deserters due to fear. After all, deserters in the Army seemed to be quite traditional.
It was not until later that they found some of the bodies that they realized that these people had been killed.
Then Blackstone Security reported the results of the suppression of the bandits. They had leaked some of the core members of the anti-government forces, and reminded the agencies all over Amelia to be careful of revenge.
Look, they even had an excuse.
This also made the merchants in the Empire a little scared. Lynch really dared to kill people, but no one could find fault with him.
A person with a certain diplomatic status like him was really not easy to deal with. Not to mention the possibility of international disputes, once he found something valuable, he could directly return to his country. After all, he had a diplomatic status. Unless Gaffra wanted to fall out with the Federation, he could not stop a diplomat from returning to his country.
He could not be beaten to death, and he was vicious and dared to kill. People already knew that this was a big trouble!
After Lynch fully showed that he was a hedgehog, the people of the Chamber of Commerce became well-behaved.
On the fifth day of the blackout, the partially repaired generators began to operate again. The Guevara People in the Empire began to cheer when they saw the weak light bulbs in the room flickering for a moment.
In less than a week, they had had enough. Every household was using torches and candles.
But no matter what kind of smoke it was, it would make the walls black, and it wasn't bright enough. The whole society seemed to have regressed to ancient times, and there was something frightening in the darkness.
Now that electricity had finally arrived, people had discovered something that they had never discovered before. They had a thirst for light, electricity, and technology.
The phone in front of Lin Qi rang when the power was switched on.
"This is Lynch …"
There was some noise on the other end of the line, and then a stranger's voice told Lynch to wait for a while. Then, there was some static noise. It should be a transfer.
After a minute or so, the phone finally became quiet again, and then a familiar voice appeared.
"Sorry, Lynch, the board of directors has decided to talk to Lynch directly without me …" Mr. Vaudric's cold voice was a little angry.
In the past few days, he had also tried to salvage the situation. First, he had promised Lynch that he was the only choice, but now the board of directors directly interfered with his decision, making him very passive. Second, he did not want to be led by the nose by the board of directors.
The president and the board of directors were never people who stood on the same line. The president had his own ideas, and so did the board of directors.
Those shareholders who held the shares of the company did not seem to have any actual power in the company, but they often had the power to impeach the president of all the subsidiaries at any time, including the president of the company.
At the same time, the board of directors could also initiate board meetings or shareholders' meetings to vote on some important matters.
Therefore, this also caused a social phenomenon. The board of directors, who should not have too much administrative power, often could interfere in matters no matter how big or small. Sometimes, they would even oppose the position of the president.
For all the presidents of large companies, groups, and tycoons, they not only had to be wary of business rivals, but also of the knives that came from behind.
Mr. Vaudric's words stunned Lynch for a moment. "Solon?"
"Which Solon?"
Mr. Vaudric said a little embarrassedly, "The successor of Governor Seder …"
At this time, Lynch finally understood what had happened during the power outage. He frowned, and in an instant, a violent and even violent emotion surged up.
He had come to the frontline to contribute to the construction of the Federation, but those people behind him did not lessen his burden. They stabbed him so hard that he could not see his arms clearly, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
However, he soon calmed down. He had encountered worse things than this. For example, he thought that those people would not tell him the truth. After all, it was a matter of life and death. In the end, they did.
Compared to the current situation, this matter was not as despairing as before.
"It's not your fault. I understand."
Capitalists were always a group of people who did not have a position, or their position was always highly aligned with profit. From the following conversation with Mr. Vaudric, he had already understood the reason.
A bigger market.
More profit.
If they could completely open up the Gefra thermal power generation market and control a certain amount of power in the industry, in addition to the various benefits that Gefra could bring to the company, their generators could also control the market share of power generation facilities in developed countries all over the world.
This huge temptation was fatal to the greedy and ugly capitalists on the board of directors. They did not even care about their faces, but they wanted to make more money.
Not to mention that the president had different opinions, if Mr. Vaudric continued to resist, the board of directors might think that he was no longer suitable for the position and vote to kick him out.
This was also why Lynch could understand him. He knew that sometimes the president was powerless in front of the board of directors.
After Mr. Vaudric comforted Lynch, he hung up the phone. If he continued, he would only feel more ashamed.
As soon as the phone call ended, another call came in.
After the same process, the person who called this time was somewhat out of Lynch's expectation. It was Feral.
"I didn't know you could get this phone number …" Lynch felt a little strange when he spoke. Feral's "level" was a little low. It was not that he was looking down on him, but it was the truth.
Lynch's current situation was not entirely for himself, so the Federation would give him some protection. If he did not personally call someone, ordinary people would not be able to find his overseas communication.
Feral's voice did not sound so relaxed, which made Lynch have a bad idea. "Someone gave me this number. I'm calling you to tell you that you may be in a little trouble now."
"The Federation's tax bureau has restarted the previous investigation on you and Fox. Now they have taken Old Fox away. They seem to be collecting evidence related to you."
Lynch could not help but laugh after hearing this, but his expression was a little scary. "Looks like they're going to kick me out of here!"
There was no doubt that Lynch dared to guarantee that as soon as he left Amelia, the governor's office would open a bid to the public. The tax bureau's investigation must have something to do with Governor Seder's son, Sauron.
There were not many choices left for him now. There were only two.
The first was to stay and continue to deal with the situation here, and pray that Old Fox and all the related people and evidence would not be in trouble. As long as one link collapsed, the whole circle would collapse.
The second choice was to immediately give up everything here and return to the Federation. He would personally deal with those people from the tax bureau, find ways to fill in the gaps, and finally get through this big trouble.
"Thank you for giving me the news in time. I'll treat it seriously …"
After hanging up the phone, Lynch rubbed his fists. After sitting for a while, he could not help but stand up, walk to the window, and light a cigarette.
The formless smoke slowly rose, as unpredictable as a person's thoughts, without any pattern.
After a while, he made up his mind to return to the Federation.
Some things should be resolved once and for all. At the same time, he needed to let some people understand that some people were very difficult to deal with, and they were also very crazy.
When Lynch began to pack his things, sell the ticket, and wait to return to the Federation, Governor Seder was on the phone with Sauron.
"… Lynch has bought the ticket and is ready to leave. You've done well over there."
A smile appeared on Governor Thurdell's face.
Lynch was indeed a very difficult person to deal with. He was bold and knew how to make use of his advantages. If Seder did not get rid of him, many things would be full of variables.
But now, Governor Seder did not have these concerns. At the same time, this was equivalent to teaching all the foreign merchants in Amelia a lesson.
No matter how powerful they were or what kind of background they had, as long as they were on this land, they had to follow the governor's rules. No one was an exception!
This warning effect would last for a long time until people spontaneously followed all the rules here.
"In the eyes of the Federation, there are only benefits. As long as they have enough money, they don't care who they sell their things to!"
"No faith, no respect. The people on the roadside seem to have lost their souls. This is the Federation in my eyes!"