The previous maid had also seduced Lin Qi in the same way.
Lynch remembered very clearly that the girl had a red mole on the inside of her thigh. Later, he might have forgotten to tell the service company and forgot about it. When he came back, the maid had changed.
This was the second, or perhaps the third, person to do this?
He couldn't remember clearly, but he didn't mean to look down on anyone.
From the homeless people on the roadside to the president in the presidential palace, everyone had the right to choose their own way of life. This was their freedom. Wasn't the Federation a free country?
After getting into the car, Austin looked at Lynch a few more times. She had seen everything that had just happened.
As the head of security of Lynch's personal bodyguard, except for the night when she didn't sleep on Lynch's bed, she was very close to Lynch almost all day.
This was also one of the reasons why the sergeant had chosen to switch to a civilian job. Sometimes, it was indeed inconvenient for him to be present, so it was better to have a woman as his personal bodyguard.
Lynch noticed Austin's gaze, and his body sank deeply into the high-end car seat. "You don't like it, or do you think I'm not a good person?"
He didn't say that he was a bad person. Even if he wasn't, he might not be a bad person.
Austin thought for a moment. "I just don't understand."
Lynch was quite happy. "I don't think so. First of all, from a woman's point of view, in this society that is still dominated by men, it's not too much to rely on men to obtain the right to survive and the possibility of improving their quality of life."
"Just because you don't like others to do that doesn't mean you're right and others are wrong."
"Secondly, women have started to try to obtain a way to support their consumption without working. This means that the economy of the whole society is recovering, which is a good thing."
If one day, beautiful girls could be seen everywhere on the street, it meant that the economy of the society had started to decline, and all the big companies had fired those vases who only took money but didn't work.
These girls who could only rely on their physical advantages to get jobs would find it difficult to find a suitable position for themselves in a more professional and competitive society. They could only try their luck on the street and look for opportunities.
However, when the number of beautiful women on the streets began to decrease, it meant that the economy was recovering. Companies and companies had spare money to hire some girls who did not do much work but were only responsible for pleasing the eyes or adjusting the atmosphere in the office.
It was the same for the villa district. When the economy was bad, the rich themselves might not be living a good life. It was inevitable that they would save money.
Drivers are one of the occupations with the highest unemployment rates in every recession, because bosses drive their own cars to save money.
For maids, housekeepers, and the like, there was no need to mention them. How could they not know how to clean?
If that didn't work, they could save up the dirt for a period of time and then hire an hourly worker to clean it up. They definitely wouldn't hire maids and butlers for too long.
Now that the economy of society was improving, the rich were beginning to pursue pleasure again. Those beautiful girls who had no professional ability could find jobs again.
Austin thought that this was Lynch's sophistry and bullshit. She didn't take it to heart at all.
When Lynch arrived at the company, the young middle-aged man from the Duncan family was already waiting.
When he saw Lynch, he immediately greeted him. He wanted to talk to Lynch and even shake hands, but Lynch raised his arm. Austin made a gesture, and a bodyguard immediately blocked the young middle-aged man out of Lynch's way.
He just watched Lynch walk into the elevator and go upstairs.
He was a little confused, followed by anger, but it quickly turned into helplessness.
This matter was ordered by Mr. Geruno. If it was only his own matter, he would be willing to bear the loss and leave immediately.
However, he did not dare to disobey Mr. Geruno's request.
He obediently went to the secretary's office and filled in the registration form. After a few minutes, the secretary smiled and told him that Mr. Lynch was willing to see him.
It was very humiliating. He gritted his teeth.
When the elevator was about to reach the top floor, he patted his stiff cheeks and squeezed out a smile that was barely passable.
With a ring, the elevator door opened.
He took a step out.
The entire floor was one room, and Lynch sat in the middle of this floor.
In fact, in the young middle-aged man's eyes, this … was an unrenovated house. The floor and roof were still cement that had not been modified.
The pipes and wires exposed to the air were tangled together, as if they could fall at any time.
The pillars in the building were not decorated, and they were just standing between the floors.
On the contrary, Lynch's desk, chair, and the bookcase behind him were very exquisite.
The strong contrast made the originally crappy "decoration style" suddenly a little … pleasing to the eye.
He didn't have time to think too much. He strode forward and introduced himself enthusiastically. "Mr. Lynch, I have a business to entrust to your Blackstone Security."
Lynch nodded. "Tell me about it."
He didn't further make things difficult. His serious attitude made the young middle-aged man's mood slightly better. "I don't know if you've read the newspaper …"
Lynch nodded again. "I've read it."
"Then you must know what happened to the businessman Mike in Suge's Federation?"
"Yes, I know."
The young middle-aged man suddenly became angry. "In fact, Mike's family has already called the local police. The police said that those who occupied the shop spent money to buy the shop and the goods in it from others."
"The locals thought that this was a legal transaction, so they didn't prosecute the people who bought the shop and the goods or anything!"
"The people who sold the shop and the goods were identified as bandits. After a simple search, the local police issued a warrant for arrest and didn't take any further action."
"I'm very angry, Mr. Lynch. I believe you must be as angry as I am. After seeing this news, you must be very angry!"
Lynch didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at him.
At first, the young middle-aged man was still able to look at Lynch, but soon his eyes began to flicker, drift, and finally look elsewhere.
"Yes, I'm very angry too!"
After about 20 seconds, Lynch gave the young middle-aged man the answer he wanted.
According to the plan, after Lynch's answer, everyone's emotions should be in place, but now … The young middle-aged man was cursing Lynch in his heart, but on the surface, he still had to put on a sorrowful expression.
"Mr. Lynch, overseas businessmen can't protect their rights and interests, whether it's wealth or life."
"The Federation government can't force the locals to do what they have to do. Many similar things have been happening and will continue to happen. It's time to change this situation."
He took a deep breath. "I heard that Blackstone Security accepts military operations outside the Federation …"
Lynch nodded. "That's right."
A smile appeared on the young man's face. "Then how much do I have to pay to find those who killed Mike and avenge him?"
Although the young man was mentally prepared, he was still surprised when Lynch quoted the price.
"I can send an independent combat team over. The price is … three million."
The young middle-aged man's eyelids twitched. "This independent combat team … How many people are there?"
He felt that he might have misunderstood the concept of an "independent combat team", so he felt that it was expensive. Maybe this team wasn't "small"?
For example, there were 20 people, 30 to 50 people, and so on. Then this price wasn't expensive.
"Seven people …"
"And I also need to tell you that if the fee isn't enough, you'll have to pay more later. So, when you pay three million, you'll have to pay a deposit of no less than one and a half million."
The young middle-aged man was a little angry again. "Why is it so expensive?"
Lynch curled his lips casually. "Because what you want is a 'military operation,' do you understand?"
"I know it's very cheap to hire a killer. Twenty to thirty thousand, or thirty to fifty thousand can hire a good killer. If you pay a little more, two to three hundred thousand, they can complete this task."
"But you have to understand that it's illegal for a killer to kill, but it's legal for my people to kill. Three million and possibly more to buy a legal killer. This price isn't high, sir."
Lynch's words made the young middle-aged man suddenly realize why Mr. Lynch had to complete this task. Because currently, in the entire Federation, only Lynch's Blackstone Security was qualified for overseas military operations.
They wanted people to see a military strike with justice, not to hire a killer to vent their anger!
Although the purpose was to kill those people, the process was different, the reason was different, and the final result was different.
Even if the "Overseas Security Act" was passed, there might be some hidden dangers left behind by letting a killer kill.
But if it was turned into a military strike, then there wouldn't be so many problems.
The young middle-aged man, who had figured out some of the key points, immediately reacted. "The price is not a problem. When can we take action?"
"As soon as the money is in the account, we can take action immediately."
Lynch seemed to have thought of something as he spoke. "By the way, I can arrange for a war photographer to go with you. The entire process of the operation will be recorded, if you need it."
This addition made the young middle-aged man slightly startled. He nodded repeatedly. "Of course, of course the whole process must be recorded!"
Even if these videos were not used, at least they could be taken out in case they needed them in the future.
For the Duncan family, money was not a problem at all.
Lynch smiled a little more. "Four million, deposit two million …"
The young middle-aged man frowned. "Why did it increase again?"
Lynch smiled. "You can carry a camera and set out with my people. The price remains the same, but I want to trust you. You can consider it …"