I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 556 Badges
Didn't mind if it was leftovers, Jiang Chen ate a bowl of rice, drank some soju, two cups, one pot was not finished, after all, he still has something to do later.

"Welcome next time, walk slowly."

Jiang Chen walked out of the tavern, opened the door and got into the car.

This time, he did not abide by the law as before. He drove drunk and drove as if nothing had happened. According to the navigation, he came to the security forces base in Seoul.

In front of the sentry post and the gate, there are soldiers with live ammunition, each of them is burly and sturdy, full of murderous looks.

High security.

Jiang Chen stopped the car.

soon.

Two soldiers approached with guns.

Jiang Chen lowered the car window.

"This is a military important place, no stay is allowed, leave immediately."

A soldier scolded arrogantly, guessing that he mistook Jiang Chen for a Korean.

As a foreign garrison, it should be an intolerable shame for any country to show off its power on the territory of other countries.

of course.

The Korean government may not think so.

"Did you hear that? Leave immediately!"

The soldier knocked on the car door impatiently, his grim expression full of warning.

It is not enough to shoot directly, it seems that if Jiang Chen continues to dawdle, they are likely to drag Jiang Chen out of the car and beat him up, or directly detain him on the spot.

In a sense, this base is equal to a country within a country, and the Koryo government has no right to interfere at all.

"Buzz rumbling..."

at this time.

The base gate opens.

A military jeep drove out, and the two soldiers turned their heads, their expressions suddenly solemn, and they immediately straightened their backs, put their guns vertically, and saluted solemnly.

Jiang Chen pushed the door and got off the car.

The jeep stopped not far from him, and a big man dressed as an officer came down, and Dawn was with him.

Ignoring the soldier's salute, this muscular officer who walked like a dragon and tiger and exuded a tough man's temperament walked up to Jiang Chen with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Jiang, I'm Karel Chiappe gram."

"Hello, Mr. Captain."

Through the shoulder title, you can identify the other party's position.

Jiang Chen was neither humble nor overbearing, and shook hands with him.

"Mr. Jiang, please get in the car. General Bouton is already waiting for you."

The captain who held an important position in the security force made a gesture of invitation, and his attitude was quite warm and polite.

The group boarded the car again.

Saluted by the soldiers, the military jeep turned around and drove back into the base.

Military bases have strict confidentiality regulations, and outsiders are generally not allowed to enter, but this lieutenant generously led Jiang Chen around for a tour, and even gave Jiang Chen an introduction.

From the school grounds, to the armory, and then to the dormitory area, the military jeep made a half-circle, and then stopped in front of a magnificent building.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the command center, and General Bouton is inside."

Jiang Chen got out of the car, and led by the other party, went upstairs to the door of an office.

"Mr. Jiang, please come in."

Jiang Chen pushed the door and entered.

Neither Karel Capek nor Dawn followed suit.

It may be difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

The mercenaries and the regular army can get along so well.

As the heart of this country within a country, this office is not considered luxurious, and the display is very simple. Perhaps the most special thing is a pair of Chinese calligraphy on the wall that combines seal script and script.

After Jiang Chen entered, the person sitting behind the desk raised his head. He couldn't see his military rank in the ordinary camouflage uniform, his temples were slightly white, his face was square, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed away, and then a smile that could be called warm appeared.

"sit down."

As the supreme commander of the security forces stationed in Korea, the other party should be the highest military high-level Jiang Chen has come into contact with so far.

Money can turn the devil around.

more specifically.

Money can make Mo Tui ghosts.

Thanks to the power of wealth and the matchmaking of the Blackwater Company, this meeting took place.

"General Burton, it's an honor to meet you."

Jiang Chen sat down and expressed the necessary respect.

"Don't say that, I've heard about Ni's deeds. A company worth hundreds of billions of dollars was almost destroyed. Tsk, what a means, what courage."

Jiang Chen was neither arrogant nor impetuous.

The handwriting of shorting KE before is still fresh in the memory of many people, with endless aftertaste.Some big names in the world are interested in him, and even the "Heavenly Gift Club" behind him.

This is also the fundamental reason why today's meeting can be reached.

Otherwise, if he is just a rich man in China, he may not be able to sit here even if he is recommended by the Blackwater Company.

"Thank you General Bouton for your help this time, otherwise I can only hide and fish in a small village now."

Burton laughed.

"Hehe, it's just a matter of raising your hand, and fishing is a good sport, it's good for self-cultivation, especially for young people like you."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen also smiled in cooperation.

"I didn't understand why so many people like fishing, but now I do."

"So, any experience is wealth."

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement.

Bouton looked at him, playing with his taste: "The smoke of Paris has not yet cleared. What kind of big tricks do you want to play when you come to Seoul this time?"

"I'm just here for my friends."

Bouton, who can be called powerful, did not put on a condescending stance. After all, in his eyes, there was a mysterious and powerful unknown organization behind this young man.

"Lampezhi?"

Bouton's crappy pronunciation.

Jiang Chen nodded.

Bouton said unhurriedly, "Arresting her is the decision of the Goryeo government. I have no right to interfere in Goryeo's internal affairs."

Of course Jiang Chen understood that this was just an excuse.

With the position and power of the other party, even the supreme leader of Goryeo may have to be courteous. As long as he is willing, it is not difficult to fish out Lan Peizhi.

It's just that at the negotiating table, no one throws their cards in the first place.

The reason for saying this is just a means to get more rewards in the future.

There may be people in this world who don't love money, but this definitely does not include the supreme commander of the security forces stationed in Korea.

Power is a breeding ground for corruption.

Actually.

The corruption of American troops stationed abroad is well known to the whole world, but the degree of corruption varies in different regions.

"General Bouton, I don't want you to rescue her."

Jiang Chen's response caused a trace of surprise to appear on the face of the American general, he did not speak in a hurry.

"The Korea Prosecutor's Office recently suspended a prosecutor. This prosecutor was dedicated to fighting crime and devoted himself to the cause of justice. I think it is a pity that he was suspended like this."

Jiang Chen continued.

Bouton was even more surprised, and was a little confused for a while.

He frowned slightly, and looked at Jiang Chen with flickering eyes, "Who are you talking about?"

"Cha Changmin, General Bouton may have heard of it."

"Cha Changmin? The only one who survived in Daegu?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

Bouton was no longer surprised, but surprised.

"I've heard of him, and he is very famous among the people in Korea. It's just that he seems to have captured your friend. Why do you help him?"

"I just don't want to see a full-hearted prosecutor just disappear. It's a loss for the whole of Koryo."

Looking at the calm young man, Burton looked thoughtful.

The matter mentioned by the other party can be said to be easy for him, but it is just a matter of lip service.

It was definitely easier than saving that woman surnamed Lan.

It's just that what he couldn't figure out was why this young man with a mysterious background would do this.

"Captain Capek took me around the base just now. I think some facilities need to be updated, and the soldiers' dormitories are also a bit old. If your military allocation is not enough, I am willing to sponsor it."

Jiang Chen said wisely.

Bouton, who was still thinking about it, smiled knowingly, and quickly said, "You're right, I think I really need to make a suggestion to the relevant department, so that such an excellent prosecutor can't just be buried like this."

What purpose does the other party have, and what does it have to do with him?
The deal is done.

Jiang Chen got up in time.

"General Bouton, then I won't disturb you."

"Okay, you are welcome to visit us anytime."

Giving Jiang Chen a very high courtesy, Buton personally sent Jiang Chen out.

The jeep drove out of the base again.

"Mr. Jiang, goodbye."

Captain Capek shook hands and said goodbye.

Jiang Chen and Dawn changed cars.

Dawn drives.

In the rearview mirror, the heavily guarded base is getting farther and farther away.

"Long live capitalism."

Jiang Chen murmured softly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

----

Narita Park.

Pieces of white and quiet stone monuments stand silently in the cool breeze.

Just like the weather forecast, the gray sky was covered with hazy drizzle.

The Seoul Prosecutor's Office held a unified funeral today for the martyrs who died in the line of duty in Daegu. However, due to the confidential nature of the conflict, the funeral could not be made public. Only the family members were notified and it was held in secret.

In the fine rain, family members wore solemn black clothes, covered their mouths and sobbed, and some even ignored the support of others, kneeling down in front of the tombstone in pain. The intermittent crying added a little bit to the rain. miserable.

The senior leaders presented flowers, bowed briefly, and left hastily, perhaps because they couldn't face the black and white photos on the tombstone.

"Where is the murderer? Who is the murderer? When will you catch the murderer?"

of course.

It could also be an inability to face a grieving relative.

When delivering a speech, a relative's excited questioning made the leader speechless for a while in embarrassment.

The wind and rain whimpered.

In an atmosphere that made it difficult to breathe, a lame man was wearing a black suit with a white flower on the neckline of the suit, without an umbrella, holding a bouquet of lilies in one hand and walking in with a cane in the other. cemetery.

"Cha Changmin!"

All the relatives turned their heads and looked at the crippled man whose hair and shoulders were all wet, their expressions changed completely.

"Who told you to come! You are not welcome here!"

Among them was a woman who was the most excited. Regardless of the rain, she lost her composure and yelled and rushed over, pushing Cha Changmin to the ground.

Her husband hurried over to stop her.

"You killed our family in Hedu! You murderer!"

The woman shouted angrily and painfully, not knowing whether it was rain or tears on her face.

Cha Changmin, who was once glorious, fell into the muddy water, and his suit was stained. Facing the woman's scolding, he didn't say a word, leaned on a cane, climbed up again, and at the same time, bent over, picked up the fallen lily.

Everyone watched silently with complicated eyes.

The woman wanted to rush over again, but was held tightly by her husband.

"Why are you stopping me? If it weren't for him, would we have died in He? We didn't even have his last face..."

As she spoke, the woman burst into tears.

For the sake of confidentiality, or perhaps to take care of the emotions of the family members, these family members were notified only after the body was cremated. They didn't even know how their father, son, or husband died.

"Let him go."

The man suppressed his grief and looked at Cha Changmin with hatred, but he was calmer than his wife.

They were apparently the assistant's parents.

The woman cried bitterly and leaned on her husband's arms.

Cha Changmin was expressionless and limped. Under the eyes of all directions, he walked to the tombstone in the drizzle, bent down, and put down the flower.

"How did my husband die?"

at last.

Some people can't control their emotions.

"Why are you still alive when everyone is dead?!"

"You are the most damned person, why don't you die!"

All the grief turned into vicious curses, which kept hitting Cha Changmin.

Cha Changmin stood in the rain without saying a word.

"How can I survive?"

A pregnant woman knelt down in despair, and the neighbors rushed to help her.

"Cha Changmin, don't you think it's not miserable enough to hurt us? You don't need hypocrisy, get out!"

Cha Changmin turned his head, looked at the pregnant woman with a gloomy expression as if she had lost all her strength, leaning on a cane, and turned to leave under the hostile eyes.

A black car parked quietly outside the Forest of Steles.

next to the car.

The young man with an umbrella watched the approaching Cha Changmin, and handed over the umbrella in his hand.

"They're just grieving too much, don't take it personally."

Cha Changmin, who was covered in mud, did not refuse the other party's kindness, and took the umbrella.

"I have a request."

"Say."

"Guarantee them to live a worry-free life in this life."

The government will distribute pensions to the families of martyrs, but how can they count the things that people leave their tea?
What's more, the deaths of these people are doomed to remain unknown, and even the official title of "martyr" cannot be given to them openly.

It is conceivable that these people will be forgotten before long, and these families who have lost their pillars will live in such a miserable life.

"no problem."

The young man readily agreed, and then said: "You don't need me, you can do it yourself."

Staring at the young people he met in the tavern, Cha Changmin seemed to be unable to see the western tough guy who was holding an umbrella beside him, had a dangerous temperament, and was somewhat similar to the unidentified militants in Daegu, and there was no hatred in his eyes.

"What do you need me to do."

At this moment, the belief that he stubbornly insisted on in his heart has been shattered.

Jiang Chen reached into his pocket, took out an object similar to a badge, and held it flat in front of Che Changmin.

Spread your palms.

A five-clawed golden dragon, lifelike.

"Recover well."

Cha Changmin reached out and took it.

Jiang Chen, who only said four words, immediately turned around, bent down and got into the car.

Dawn closed the umbrella, opened the driver's door, and sat on it.

The black car drives away.

Cha Changmin turned his head, glanced at the family members who were in great grief, opened the umbrella, and quietly and slowly clenched the badge with the other hand.

(End of this chapter)