As one of the top ten military enterprises in the world, 'Lomenst Leiden' was a well-deserved giant in the industry.
Think about it, a company that undertook the military satellite launch and other services of the world's number one hegemon, how powerful was its background? And the owner behind this company was probably someone who could be received politely by the leaders of ordinary countries.
That world's hegemon was controlled by many plutocrats, and 'Lomenst Leiden' was naturally one of them. And the one who came to Rio this time was the moneyman behind 'Lomenst Leiden', the talent of the Leiden Family.
As for this talent, he came with the Colombian exchange group … Interestingly, this talent of the Leiden Family even got an identity as a member of the exchange group.
"A private satellite launch vehicle technology development agreement?"
After listening to You Ye's account, Boss Luo began to ponder — the following performance happened to be paused.
In fact, it was also because the performance happened to be paused that You Ye seized the time to report the information to her master.
"As the world's number one hegemon, they actually plan to develop this technology with a country whose technology is far behind?" Luoqiu shook his head. "It's more appropriate to call it technology sales."
Miss Maid smiled slightly. "The person who privately discussed this matter with the Leiden Family this time seems to be an important member of the opposition party in this country."
Boss Luo nodded and suddenly raised his eyebrows. "I heard that the current president of this country was impeached not long ago due to a corruption case, but he survived."
"Even so, he doesn't have much time left in office." You Ye nodded. "So, the opposition party wants to get this technology so that they can increase their bargaining chip before the next election. But the technology this time should be quite outdated. "
"Even if it's outdated technology, for a country that doesn't have it, it's still worth it." Luoqiu said indifferently. "Technology, as long as they keep the lead, it's fine. After all, technological progress can't be suppressed. Instead of putting it on the shelf and eventually becoming a waste, it's better to suppress the remaining value. That's the right way for a capitalist … But after all, satellites are a reflection of national strength. Perhaps the Leiden Family's action this time is also very secretive. Maybe it's a private matter? "
"It's the mining and development of oil resources in this country. The Leiden family seems to be planning to enter this country's economic lifeline. After all, it is one of the BRICS countries. It is very rich in resources, and the geographical environment is very good. "Miss Maid sneered.
Boss Luo nodded. At this time, he casually waved his palm in front of him, and three oval light curtains appeared.
A man's appearance was reflected on each of the light screens. They were among the guests sitting in the hall below. As for the three men, they would occasionally glance at the VIP room.
Luoqiu blinked and instantly understood. He said softly, "Someone from the FBI? Looks like the Leiden Family's actions weren't hidden after all … "
Boss Luo glanced at the unconscious men in the back seat and said with interest, "I wonder if Song Haoran's mission has anything to do with this? Hmm … It's not fun to know everything at once. Let's slowly observe the next development. But … "
"Hmm?" Miss Maid looked at him curiously.
Luoqiu smiled and said, "Don't you think fate is very interesting? My father was a policeman who was dedicated to the public and died in the line of duty. But his brother became the leader of a mercenary group abroad. He committed all kinds of crimes and killed people like flies. "
However, as the descendant of this bloodline, he also embarked on a different path.
The sound of the orchestra sounded again … Symphony No. 9 (Great) II.
Majestic, high-spirited.
…
…
They called the leader of 'Iris Flowers' Papa, which was Song Haoran's father — Of course, Song Haoran also called his father Papa, which meant the same as everyone else.
During the intermission, Song Haoran left his seat. The original planned time of action had long passed. Oni didn't take action. Naturally, he saw Lluvia's gesture.
In the bathroom, Song Haoran who had checked that there was no one here quickly changed the chip in his phone to another one.
"Hello, Papa, what's the matter?"
At the other end of the phone, it was Papa, the leader of 'Iris Flowers.' Song Tianyou said in a low voice, "I just got the information that there will be a situation at the theater … Someone buried a bomb in the theater."
Song Haoran was startled, and then his expression became dignified, "Who is it? How many bombs are there? What about our action this time? "
Song Tianyou seemed to know that time was pressing, so he spoke a lot faster, "It's not our employer. The bomb this time seems to be the work of some remnants of the armed forces. This concert is for the exchange between Brazil and the neighboring countries. The consuls of several countries are also present. "
After listening, Song Haoran rubbed his eyebrows, "Is it that group of lunatics who have no weapons and no men? But it's their style to not know about the bomb. So, I'm really at a disadvantage. The last part of the action bumped into the enemy's muzzle? "
"According to the intelligence sources, the bomb installed this time is enough to blow up the entire theater. Anyway, you need to evacuate immediately. " Song Tianyou said quickly, "I will personally explain the situation to the employer … Moreover, if the target dies directly because of the explosion, maybe we can save a lot of effort."
Song Haoran suddenly said, "Papa, I'm afraid it's a little difficult for me to evacuate … The feast of this group of dangerous guys seems to have begun."
Symphony-no.9 (Great) III
The third chapter had already begun when Song Haoran and Papa were talking on the phone … However, in the high-pitched sound of the orchestra, Song Haoran suddenly heard a scream.
…
In one of the rows of seats in the almost full concert hall, a handsome man kept apologizing and finally succeeded in sitting next to a woman in a red evening dress … Lluvia.
Looking at the man who occupied Song Haoran's seat, Lluvia frowned and said unhappily, "Oni … You should retreat and leave immediately. Why did you come back here?"
The man … Oni showed a playboy smile at this time, "I saw the military counselor leave. I'm afraid you'll be lonely! How is it? What do you think of my clothes? I just found it backstage. It should be the spare clothes of a performer. "
"You can consider it a dog." Lluvia answered impatiently.
Oni was surprised and said, "The military counselor said 'dog' is used to describe a gentleman. It seems it's really good."
Lluvia frowned. The meaning of this sentence could be understood as long as one knew a little about the culture of that country. Obviously, Oni did not care about the culture of his motherland mentioned by the military counselor in most cases.
"Yes, he's really a dog dog gentleman." Lluvia resisted the urge to laugh, but soon she became serious and lowered her voice again, "Papa has given the order to temporarily stop this operation."
"Papa!" Oni blinked.
Papa's orders were generally not simple … He was about to speak, but his shoulder was patted by the person in the back seat.
Oni glanced at him subconsciously. The person in the back seat gave him a reproachful look and made a gesture to keep quiet … The concert hall needed to be quiet.
Oni showed an apologetic look. When he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a surprised look in this guy's eyes … He kept looking at the stage in the concert hall!
At this time, the most exciting moment of the third movement, the whole orchestra stopped at this critical moment!
The concert hall quieted down instantly. All the audience now stared at the conductor of the orchestra — The conductor had fallen to the ground, motionless.
A cellist in the orchestra hurried to the conductor's side, wanting to check the situation. However, when he helped the conductor up, he saw that the conductor's white shirt was dyed red!
Someone … at the most exciting moment of the movement, shot the conductor to death!
Ah —!!!!
In front of the first row of seats, a luxuriously dressed woman screamed in panic … And the screams of panic spread like a plague in an instant!
The horrible beginning was so scary, but the real horror was yet to come — The thunder-like sound was particularly clear in the concert hall with excellent soundproofing conditions.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm honored to inform you that you've been kidnapped!"
The sound echoed in the concert hall … It was the sound of the loudspeaker!
…
"There is a third party."
In the VIP room, Boss Luo looked at the source of the sound from all directions, and finally fixed his eyes on a room directly above the stage.
That was the place where the lighting and sound equipment were controlled.
Song Haoran's assassination party.
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