Blackstone Code Chapter 893: Changes in military structure
When Lynch opened the door, everyone in the room stood up.
"This is one of the most famous writers on the West Coast..."
Penny's manager has already rushed over. She didn't fly here. After the cruise ship accident a few days ago, she went to the west coast and has been waiting here for news.
Fortunately, Penny came back safe and sound, but after she came back, she locked herself in the bathroom and washed herself for a long time, and it seemed that her mental state was not very good.
Of course this wouldn't be great, two days in a confined space, it's not winter, Penny blocked the air circulation, making her place significantly warmer than the rest .
Not to mention that below the vent is the murder scene. A corpse slowly turned from fresh to dry in front of her. The terrifying scene will now appear in front of her as long as she closes her eyes.
She needs to rest, rest well.
Lynch looked at a gentleman by the sofa.
He wears the kind of hat that painters like to wear. There is a button on the top of the hat, which is a little loose. Many painters like this kind of hat, and of course writers also like it.
It is impolite to wear a hat on this occasion, and this gentleman naturally took off the hat from his head and held it on his hand.
It can be seen that in addition to reflecting his identity, this hat also conceals some of his minor problems, such as hair loss.
"Nice to meet you..." Lynch reached out and shook his hand, then looked at the others.
Another person in the room is a young girl with a portable typewriter in front of her.
It is said to be portable, and that thing also weighs a dozen pounds. As the pace of life and work in the Federation is getting faster and faster, the concept of mobile office has appeared in people's prospects for the future.
Portable typewriters are one of them, but obviously this product doesn't look like a successful product and will eventually be obsolete.
Lynch didn't have physical contact with the young girl, just greeted from a distance, which is what a gentleman should do.
"I will describe everything that happened on the boat. You help me record and organize it, and then selectively re-create it. Is there any problem."
A lot of the autobiographies of the rich are not actually written by them, or even narrated by themselves, but their assistants hand over some of the things that happened in their lives or work to those commissioned writers to create.
It is natural that some bizarre plots or dramatic content may be added to this, which is normal.
Biography is also a form of literature. As long as it is created, it must have a subjective color.
The well-known writer nodded, glanced at the girl sitting at the table, and asked, "Mr. Lynch, can she be allowed to sign up as the second author?"
Lynch took another look at the girl, a typical Federal chick.
Little girl and big girl are two kinds of images, and some people can't distinguish between these images very well. It's actually very simple.
The Commonwealth chicks refer to those delicate middle-class girls, with good looks and upbringing, who dress and match the aesthetics of the times, are considerate and attentive, and are very polite. They are simply models of women of the times.
And the girl from the Commonwealth... is probably like a girl from a neighbor's house in an ordinary community in a small town. She may wear a vest in the morning and stand at the door facing the newborn sun. She doesn't care about her at all. gone.
Of course, they all have to be pretty, well-built, and have blond hair, or at least sub-blonde hair.
Perhaps seeing Lynch's confusion, the writer explained, "This is my daughter."
Lynch nodded, "No problem, I agree."
This is a relief to the writer.
His daughter is at the most important stage of her life, graduating from college.
After graduating from college, she had two choices, either to write with him and try to publish, or to find a job in an organization related to writing, such as newspapers and magazines.
But no matter what choice you make, you must have a heavyweight recommendation letter and resume.
Without these things, it doesn't mean it can't be done, but it will cost more than others.
The same two freelance writers, one who has written autobiographies for prominent federal figures, and one who has done nothing despite being the second author.
Assuming both parties are similar in all respects, who would the publisher choose?
There is no doubt that in order to sell more books, they will choose the former, as long as a little rumor, such as a little ambiguity between a beautiful author and a famous person, is enough to detonate the market.
What's more, this so-and-so is still Lynch, and a sentence "I wrote an autobiography for Mr. Lynch" is enough for some people to eat for a lifetime.
Lynch will never refuse such a small request to make new friends without harming his own interests.
With Lynch's permission, both the writer and the girl were thrilled, and soon Lynch began dictating the thrilling sea journey.
Lynch is a very good storyteller, and the stories are very thrilling. Although the adventure adventure theme has gradually withdrawn from the mainstream market, it depends on who is related to the story.
Ordinary people's stories and even fictional stories will definitely not attract people. Unlike Lynch, he has a large enough audience that some people will buy it. This is a win-win.
It didn't end until more than an hour later, during which the writer asked a lot of questions for Lynch to add, which would be added to the creation as an element of the story.
After all questions are over, the agent sends the father and daughter away.
Standing in the elevator, the writer put his arms around his daughter's shoulders, looking sideways at her new leather boots, "Do you like Mr. Lynch?"
"He's young, handsome, rich, chatty, humorous, and I kind of like talking to him."
The girl shook her head as if frightened, "No, I don't like him at all."
The writer's eyes returned to the front again, he touched the girl's head, just like when he was a child, "good girl..."
Upstairs.
"Mr. Lynch..." The agent looked... moved, "I don't know what to say, but thank you very much for taking care of Penny."
"She's not a well-behaved girl sometimes. I know she's got a little temper. Anyway, I want to thank you for doing this."
She said it sincere, because in the story Lynch described just now, Penny occupies part of the "plot".
It's no surprise that this "Lynchy Adventures" will definitely be adapted and released, and Penny will definitely be the heroine, after all, this is the story based on her.
With Lynch's influence, there is no doubt that she has the qualifications to hit the top actress in the Federation.
If not successful, at least the career will take a big step forward.
It seems that Lynch doesn't give much, but he is busy "speaking a word". Many people spend their whole lives and cannot get such a sentence from the mouth of a big man.
Lynch waved her hand, "She helped me a little too..."
At the same time, on the coastline of Mariro, the beret jumped off the speedboat in a very embarrassed manner.
As they approached the Marillo waters, they were hunted down, some of them were natives of Marillo, they may have gotten some news and have been looking for the Berets.
There are also some people who are hunters of the Federation.
He knew that the Federals would not let him go, the rich would not let him go, but he didn't expect these people to come so quickly!
They even used a cruiser to deal with them, and what's even more terrifying is that the buzzing thing in the sky has been guiding the Federals.
Even if he hides, those things can still send messages to the ground, and he can only keep running back.
There is nowhere to hide in the sea, so I can only rush back first with the speed advantage of the speedboat.
Going to the shore, feet on the ground, finally let him breathe a sigh of relief.
This is Mariro. This is not the Federation anymore. If the Federals want to use force in Mariro, they must at least get the consent of the local government of Mariro.
But Marillo's puppet government didn't care about it many years ago, and it didn't dare to take care of it. Even if the federal government had such an idea, the puppet government would not agree.
After all, the Federals left when they were done, but the puppet government couldn't. They allowed the Federals to come in to destroy the berets this time. Will they allow the Federals to come in and wipe out some warlords next time?
Beret got it right, and of course he wouldn't stay on the beach for too long.
At this moment, he is extremely grateful for Lynch's size. He is soaked all over. If it weren't for the waterproof envelope, all the checks might be gone!
At this time, the ink was still water-based, and there was really nothing to do when it came into contact with water.
The hum in the sky once again interrupted his thinking. He called his men to enter the dense forest together. In the dense forest, he looked at the plane in the sky and left without caring.
Not long after, Blackstone Security's speedboat also arrived here. In Mariro's eyes, the cruiser belonging to the Federation was actually a "retired ship" purchased by Blackstone Security from the Navy.
The Navy has an expansion plan and the budget has been allocated, so it is a matter of course to retire some outdated equipment~IndoMTL.com~ This ship was sold to Blackstone Security for 3.8 million. It can be seen that It is indeed very old, so old that even the naval guns are rusted on the ship.
As soon as the cruiser approached the coast, the speedboat was put down, and Blackrock Security's operation team began the landing operation.
On the cruiser, the sergeant is coordinating with nearby cities.
Aircraft needs a flat runway for take-off and landing. It is definitely too late to build it now. The best way is to borrow some wide roads or take off and land in some empty warehouse areas.
When the takeoff problem is resolved, he will launch a military strike on the berets.
By the way, he also found two professional photographers.
Lynch explained that he must cooperate with the aircraft to fight, and the planes on the sea continue to guide them, the sergeant has realized that the military pattern is about to change.
And the one driving this change is him!