Darkstone Code

The FBI, as a relatively important investigative agency in the Federation, has its members almost routinely bought by various forces!

Anyone with a bit of skill will always leave some insider contacts here.

Lynch used to do that, meeting some people at the bureau through Director Johnson.

He may not often need these people, and these people may not frequently encounter things related to Lynch, but they all maintain a certain contact.

The Federation is a country that values money above all, and money is the best way to maintain these relationships.

Perseus spoke frankly, having a group of people backed by various interest groups responsible for escorting and transferring Horn White makes the President uneasy, and Mr. Truman uneasy as well.

So this matter went round and round and ended up in Lynch’s hands.

This is actually a disgrace to the Federation Government and the FBI Headquarters!

Their law enforcement agency cannot even gain the trust of the Federation Government, isn’t that a disgrace?

It also shows how terrifyingly capital has infiltrated every level and corner of the Federation Government!

The whole Federation Government is like a sieve full of holes, leaving no sense of security.

Lynch pondered for a moment and quickly agreed, "We’ll take this case, just send the documents to Darkstone Security..."

Perseus was very pleased at this moment, "It’s great that you understand me, we can do something together sometime, and you can tell me what that ’soy protein concentrate’ really is!"

Lynch knew he had gained an opportunity to seamlessly integrate into the inner military circle, at the cost of completely offending the FBI.

One can imagine, the task that should have been completed by the FBI itself, handed over to a private security company, the military completely disregarding their face, hitting them hard, how much harm it will cause the FBI.

Eventually the FBI will only blame Lynch and Darkstone Security for this grudge, not the military, because they can’t do anything to the military.

Lynch would offend the FBI, but he didn’t care.

The Duncan Clan could make the FBI unreliable through wealth, and so could he.

Not long after, the military sent the documents to Darkstone Security, and Lynch arrived in person; he had to get involved.

Most of the time, he is unwilling to take credit, but sometimes the situation is special.

In the conference room, people made plans focusing mainly on personnel arrangements, transfer routes, and various reception issues.

Places that are easy to snipe need to be avoided, densely populated areas also need to be detoured, and many situations need to be considered.

Lynch did not disturb their thinking and analysis but sat quietly listening to the side.

After the routes were determined and personnel allocation arranged, Lynch raised an enlightening question.

"Why did we only arrange one team?"

This question left the planners in the conference room stunned.

This question isn’t complicated or convoluted, but it plunges everyone into a particular mental pattern.

Yes, why not arrange more teams?

This way, the probability of attack can be reduced once again!

Lynch’s style is this simple and direct, people accustomed to his style quickly returned to work, beginning to replan the entire strategy.

They arranged five convoys, summoning a total of forty vehicles, half of which were bulletproof.

The route changed from one to six, if the attackers hadn’t previously accessed these plans, they would at most have a one-sixth chance of choosing the real target.

Even if chosen, they would need to find a way to first defeat Darkstone Security’s elite field personnel.

It’s important to know that this is one of the few troops with actual combat experience in the Federation.

Even the Duncan Clan’s top combat teams might not be their match!

After planning, the plan was handed over to the military personnel, who immediately approved it and gave high praise.

For the military, budgetary concerns are irrelevant; they only care about whether the task can be completed.

At half-past one in the afternoon, Horn White, who was watching TV after lunch, was summoned.

It was an assistant director from the FBI Headquarters, whose attitude seemed not very good.

This left Horn a bit baffled.

He is now a "big treasure," whether military personnel or Federation Government officials, they all treat him very amicably.

Even the Director General of the FBI Headquarters treated him very politely, how could this small fry be full of such anger?

"Pack your personal belongings, you will be transferred shortly."

Horn knew about his transfer, initially he disagreed, being aware of the potential dangers during the process.

The Duncan Clan might be crazy, but would they dare to attack the administrative building of the FBI Headquarters?

Unless they want to wage a civil war with the Federation banner!

However, during the transfer process, these events might occur.

As the details he disclosed increased, and some testimonies were leaked immediately, Horn agreed to the transfer request.

Even the tightly guarded FBI Headquarters has various issues; the Duncan Clan might not dare to attack here directly, but what about poisoning?

He needs to eat every day, drink water every day, and the air he breathes is also brought in through ventilation ducts.

If someone really wanted to poison him, he might not be able to prevent it, especially when he found out that the next location for his detention was a military restricted zone, he immediately agreed.

At this moment, he roughly understood why the assistant appeared somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn’t care much.

He packed his things simply, and after following two soldiers outside, he didn’t see any military personnel.

"Where are the military personnel?" he asked.

The assistant rolled his eyes, "Without special orders from Congress and the President, the military can’t just enter the city at will, you don’t know?"

Suddenly reminded of this matter, Horn remained silent for a while, then stood at the door without continuing to walk out, "Take me back, I refuse to transfer..."

If the FBI people were to send him away, there’s no need to guess; the route might have been obtained by the Duncan Clan yesterday. As soon as he goes out, he’s done for.

The assistant was even more dissatisfied, as something they were supposed to do was handed over to a private company, and the Director General had already fallen into a rage early in the morning.

All departments started self-investigation, even the Ministry of Internal Affairs began to intervene in investigations of job crimes and leaks within the FBI.

It could be said that because of Horn alone, the FBI had become a laughing stock within the government system!

Now Horn was still causing trouble, and the more the assistant looked at him, the more displeased he was.

It was at this moment that someone stepped forward.

"Mr. Horn, please take this call, maybe it will change your current decision."

The call was from Lynch. He simply reminisced a bit with Horn; previously, he had invested some money in Paradise Island and had his own villa there.

However, he didn’t participate in other projects, so he could say he knew Horn but wasn’t familiar with him.

When Horn found out that the person responsible for the escort was Lynch’s Darkstone Security, and the proposal made was indeed very sincere, Horn thought for a while and agreed to continue the transfer.

Subsequently, he followed the staff into the FBI Headquarters garage.

"Could you ask everyone else to leave..."

The commander on site requested the assistant to evacuate all FBI personnel; they wanted to load Horn into one of the cars, and the assistant was very dissatisfied with this obviously biased request.

He argued for a few rounds, but ultimately had to disperse the people amidst the commander’s "I insist" stance.

Afterward, they also covered up all the cameras.

At this moment, five other people who were dressed similarly to Horn appeared; when standing together, it was hard to immediately distinguish who the real Horn was.

Once these people circled around each other, they got into six different vehicles separately.

When Horn entered the car, he unexpectedly saw another "stand-in."

He instinctively thought he got in the wrong car and was about to leave when the stand-in held him back and opened a hidden door between the seat and the trunk.

"Sorry, for your safety, you might need to stay hidden inside for a while."

"The route out of the city will take about an hour and a half; if everything goes well, you will be able to come out in at most two hours."

"I hope you understand, all of this is for your safety..."

Horn had always heard that Darkstone Security was powerful and comprehensive, although he wasn’t really impressed.

Until this moment, he realized the brilliance of Darkstone Security!

Indeed, from the surface, the five cars can all be fake. Once those people attack the convoy, even if they manage to win and open the car door, they will find the fake stand-in.

They will immediately think they targeted the wrong person and ignore the fact that he’s hidden within the secret compartment.

He smiled and indicated it was okay, after all, he also wanted to survive well, and then he squeezed in.

The convoy quickly left the FBI garage and entered the main road, then split into several teams and swiftly disappeared.

Those who were monitoring were instantly dumbfounded; after reporting the situation to Jeruno, Mr. Jeruno quickly made a decision.

Amass all forces, intercept all convoys.

At the same time, he also inquired about where the military personnel were waiting to receive people.

As long as he knew where the military personnel were, it wouldn’t be difficult to deduce where the real Horn was!

The calm Bupen remained as calm as ever; no one knew that a nationwide sensational case was about to unfold...