Chapter 796： Planting the blame?

"Crack~"

In the temporarily restrained small room, Yang Cheng sat on the stone bench, listening to the sound of the door being locked, a sense of loneliness surged up.

The ten fingers were deeply inserted into the broken hair, the head was buried in the knees, and the hair was oily without taking a shower overnight, and it felt uncomfortable in the hand.

But now Yang Cheng's attention is no longer on these details. He wants to know if his guess is correct. Is that **** Jeb Busch really taking precautions to deal with himself?

But why was it exposed so quickly? It's like telling yourself on purpose.

Moreover, judging from the methods used this time, the other party prepared hastily, and many details could be done better and nailed himself completely. On the contrary, the other party not only did not nail himself, but gave him a chance to get out. This is not like the Chosen Son in the mouth of Old Busch.

Is there any twist here? For example, someone creates an illusion and mistakes them for the hand of Jeb Busty?

So who would be so troubled? Jeb's opponent? It's unlikely. Everyone is busy preparing for logistics now, and the bayonet hasn't become popular.

Jeb's family? This is a bit possible. There have long been rumors that the relationship between him and the two brothers George is very complicated. There have been fierce fights, hurt feelings, and long-term estrangement from each other. But after all, blood is thicker than water. Relying on his brothers, now is a critical moment. Once Jeb has ascended the throne, the Busch family can continue to stand at the apex of the pyramid. Is George such a person with no overall view? Make trouble at this moment?

Yang Cheng couldn’t be sure of the possibility. According to rumors, when Jeb Busch was born, his brother didn’t feel so happy. George actually regarded Jeb as an extra person in the family, and this time lasted for a long time. For a long time.

Regarding this rumor, Yang Cheng believes that the relationship between brothers in ordinary families may be full of unpleasantness. Family affection, jealousy and compassion are entangled, let alone in an emperor's home like Fushi, who would dare? Make sure that their brothers don't want each other to die sooner.

Of course, they are different from all other brothers. They are part of a ZZ dynasty. What happened between them will be seen by the whole world. Their personal experiences are often intertwined with the history of the country. It also means that they are unlikely to do things that are too extraordinary, at least while the old generosity is still alive.

But then again, Old Busch has been alive in just a few years. As the closest person to Old Busch, it seems reasonable to make some preparations in advance. After all, people have private yu, and now Jeb is trying to become The third member of the family who aspires to Bai Gong, is enjoying the blessings of this tradition and has to bear the burden of this tradition, especially the legacy left by his brother.

This legacy is good and bad. The good part is the connections and resources in the ZZ field; on the other hand, George left an unpopular war and the collapse of the American economy, which all need to be solved by Jeb. It is necessary to keep this precious network resource and to draw a clear line between him and his brother in a timely manner, because his brother is really unpopular. In this way, can George feel good in his heart?

Although the two brothers believe in the same ZZ philosophy, the two are more conservative than their father, Old Busch. Jeb is particularly successful. Not only is it a conflict of ideas, but also in terms of style, they are different: George is outgoing , Gregarious, do things rely on intuition; while Jeb is introverted, values ​​data, and is more willing to hide aside to analyze briefings.

This kind of difference and the difference in Zheng’s opinion were also brought by Jeb into the Xuan battle. Yang Cheng vaguely remembered the report he had read a while ago. After Jeb announced his participation in Xuan, the reporter was asked if he supported the Iraqi campaign launched by his brother George. During the Lakish War, I first took an ambiguous answer, and then spent several days re-thinking the wording, and finally declared simply,'In retrospect, I should not start the Iraqi War'.

This was Hong Guoguo's slap in the face of his brother. It was not over yet, and it seemed to be out of control. A few days later, Jeb expressed different opinions on his brother's financial strategy, thinking that his brother should have exercised his veto right away. Yes, the use of state means to regulate the economy, this extremely rare open break, can it mean anything?

For example, his elder brother is already furious, and he doesn’t mind making trouble for his younger brother at all without obviously destroying the overall situation. For example: creating a strong opponent for his younger brother, but this opponent will not bring disaster to his family. Sexual destruction?

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng quickly refreshed, took out his mobile phone, avoiding the scope of the camera monitoring, and quickly tapped the phone screen with his fingers in a corner of the wall. Fortunately, his father's phone number was still clearly remembered.

The text message read: "Dad, it's me. I have some speculations. You can quickly investigate the relationship between Jeb and George and whether there has been a violent conflict between them."

After sending it, I thought for a while and sent a message to my parents to feel at ease: "I'm fine now. Don't worry about you and your mom. Don't fight back for the time being. Everything will be done when my case comes to lightI I'll talk about it later."

After waiting for about 5 minutes, my dad’s reply came: “Okay, I’ll check it now. You must be careful inside. If the other party uses tough methods, don’t carry it. Just say whatever you want. You can reverse the case, and your mother is very worried about you, but I will reassure her, don’t worry."

Yang Cheng felt warm in her heart and typed quickly, "I know that Dad, I will be fine. If you have anything, you can send a text message to this number."

After waiting for a while, and no text messages came back, Yang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief and turned off the phone. Although there is still a lot of battery power, I still try to save a little bit. Who knows how long I will stay inside, there is no charger here.

Back on the stone bench, I looked out from the small window of the iron door. Except for the white wall outside the door, not even a mosquito could be seen. I simply retracted my sight, tightened my coat, and lay down in a ball. Come down, not to mention whether I slept well last night, I opened my eyes in the morning and my brain hasn't stopped turning for a moment. At this moment, I can breathe a little, sleepiness swept over me immediately.

Now the big things can't make him sleep. He knows very well that the more important the more important, the more he needs to ensure a good mental state and a clear brain, otherwise his life will not be saved if there is a slight difference.

Therefore, for his own life, Yang Cheng slept very peacefully. Although the air was a bit cold, the chuang was a bit hard, although there was no pillow or quilt, and although there was no woman, he slept very deeply.