Chapter 349: : conspiracy

Ferdinand's lowered head suddenly looked up.

It just happened to meet with Marvell's half-smile eyes, and the corner of the other party's mouth was smiling, but the words were very penetrating.

What is restlessness?

Isn't this a petty criminal prison?

According to the truth, there are not many days to go, so is there anything else that can't be done?

"There are some things that we were not allowed to say." Marvell pointed to the top of his head with his right hand, representing some people, mysteriously, picked up the camel cigarette on the table and shook it twice, and gestured towards Ferdinand very politely He clicked, "Come on one?"

The latter took out one with trembling hands and held it in his mouth, and Marvell set him on fire himself.

This stunned Ferdinand, and he quickly shook his hand.

"Everything is locked here. There are four to five hundred people in the entire prison, and there are only about thirty prison guards. We can't manage it at all. Last month, there were gangs fighting in the toilet, and one died. , You will be released from prison in a week, and in this place, you understand the rules better than me." Marvel didn't mean to scare the other party.

In the gymnasium, if it weren't for his hard life, it would be a corpse now.

"I...I will apply for bail." Ferdinand swallowed, tense, his pupils constricted, and now his neck was numb, as if a toothbrush was piercing his skin and piercing his throat.

The murderer spares his life!

Marvell looked surprised, "Don't you know? Your bail was rejected."

"No! Impossible! Alden told me that he will send a lawyer." Ferdinand stood up suddenly, fisted his hands, and hammered it on the table. Steam was still coming from his nostrils, and he stared like an angry man. old cow.

Marvell leaned back slightly, this right hand rested on the drawer, there was a pistol in it, for self-defense, he had already heard a useful name, Alden? The corner of his mouth curled up, and he tapped lightly on the table, "Mr. Fernandi, you should calm down, don't you? Don't you think this is very rude?"

Ferdinand sat down in a daze.

When this hope is suddenly punctured, there will be a kind of... revenge in this heart!

Since you don't care about Lao Tzu, then Lao Tzu will make you feel bad too.

He raised his head, his eyes were still scarlet. "I report Alden..."



"Alden?"

Tang Dao looked at the information in his hand. His full name should be Alden Blatnas, and there was a picture of him beside him, with gold-rimmed glasses on his beard. Is this the gentleness of a beast?

The resume below is also wonderful.

Alden Bratnas, French, graduated from the University of Perpignan, successively served as secretary to the board of directors of Mikoyan Precision Instrument Co., Ltd., and first director of the Blohm-Voss shipyard in Germany...Currently he is the director of Northrop Grumman Executive Director, Newport News Shipyard.

Tang Dao is also a little jealous of his resume, this is a talent!

Germany's Blom-Fors Shipyard belongs to ThyssenKrupp's marine system. This bed factory was very dazzling during World War I. It built the Grindur and Goeben battleships The cruiser and the battlecruiser Moltke, these are all star products.

Northrop Grumman's Newport News Shipyard is even more famous.

The largest private shipyard in the United States, located in Newport News, Virginia, near Hampton Anchorage, is one of the most famous shipyards in the world. The Norfolk base has a close working relationship.

Battleship USS Texas (BB-35):

USS Yorktown

"Los Angeles" class nuclear submarine.



These are one of its perfect construction works of art.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a person is regarded as the top in the military industry. He wants to kill himself? The possibility is not very high, what dispute do I have with him? Tang Dao has not stepped into the ranks of the ship industry. He only plays with some artillery and helicopters, but the demand for these is obviously greater than that of ships, and even the profits are incomparable. The method of hiring people is too low.

Moreover, if he wanted to kill himself, would he contact Ferdinand directly at his level?

It should be as a person behind the scenes, directing the overall situation.

There are too many doubts about this. If you think about it carefully, it does not conform to the basic operation at all.

Of course, even if the other party has a sudden brain fever and doesn't care about anything, just look for these birdmen? This combat power, in front of Tang Dao's bodyguards, is simply a chicken and a dog.

"This information is not very useful." Tang Dao put the folder on the table, looked up at the little angel, clasped his right hand, and knocked on the table, "He didn't tell the truth, this person is smarter than we imagined."

The little angel's tone was very serious, "Boss, do you want to get him out and let us interrogate ourselves?"

He has dozens of ways to treat the captives, starting from his mental breakdown.

Tang Dao hesitated, "No, not only will we not use methods against Ferdinand, but we will also provide him with protection. The more thoughtful the protection, the better. Also, people will forget about this attack too quickly. If he is unwilling to tell the truth, then I will let others believe that he told the truth."

This is quite a mouthful.

The little angel's brain didn't react at the first time, and after a few seconds of sorting out, he realized the cleverness of this method.

As for whether we believe it or not is our business, the people behind Ferdinand must believe that he betrayed.

that's enough.

The little angel sneaked a glance at the boss. To be honest, it was a bit gloomy. He was trying to screw him to death. He hesitated for a while, and put forward his own idea, "Boss, do you want to post him talking to Marvell in the newspaper?" photos? I think that’s more convincing.”

"You are such a genius." Tang Dao thought for a while, and felt that the effect must be better. He patted him on the shoulder with a smile and praised, "Okay, just do as you do. It doesn't matter if you say things too clearly or vaguely. That’s what makes people think.”

After the little angel left Tang Dao sat on the sofa, rubbing his temples.

These conspiracies and tricks gave him a headache, it would be better if he had a reliable and steady confidant by his side.

Little angels, John from Somalia, and others are not suitable for the position of dog-headed military advisers. They are not sinister enough. They even say that they have never been beaten by society and have no experience in doing bad things. Yes, similar to Gregory's identity in Al Pacino's time, it is difficult to adapt.

Tang Dao crossed Erlang's legs, and kept flashing faces in his mind, and then quickly rated them.

"this is not OK…"

"Too tender, not enough means."

"This one lacks energy."



"Huh? That's right, this one is fine." Tang Dao's brain became more and more satisfied with the portrait, walked to the table, and picked up the phone.

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