Solo cherishes his life. Almost all distinguished people have this understanding. His life is more important than money, power and status. Because as long as they can continue to live, these things are readily available to them. All it takes is time to get them back. Compared with these special people, the lives of the poor at the bottom of society are not very valuable. They can take out a knife for ten yuan and risk going to jail to put money into their own pockets from other people''s pockets. They can do dangerous things at great risk for one hundred yuan and sell their lives for one thousand yuan.


    People always say that life is equal, but sometimes the weight of life is not as equal as people think.


    Ernest soon called Richard. Richard was still sleeping and struggled to get up when he heard the phone ring. His private life is very rotten, but it doesn''t matter. He is just the son of a extravagant and absurd governor. He doesn''t intend to inherit his father''s power and family status. It''s not up to him. There is a "brother" whose blood is more pure than him, waiting to inherit everything from his father.


    He is very open to this. As long as he is happy, nothing is a problem. Don''t mention doing such unspeakable things. Even if it''s a little too much, his father won''t blame him. Instead, his stepmother will like him more and his brother will "respect" him more.


    This is his life and his way. He is very rational and doesn''t compete with his half brother. He doesn''t have a noble mother or a powerful "Uncle". He only has himself and his mother, a mossy tombstone in the cemetery.


    Within a few minutes of picking up the phone, his mind was blank. He could hear the voice from the receiver, but he couldn''t understand the meaning of what he understood. He didn''t wake up until he patted himself on the cheek.


    "Who are you looking for?"


    A chuckle came from the receiver. Ernest had just repeated it three times. Now he needs to repeat it four times, "Mr. Richard, this is Ernest. My boss hopes to meet the governor tonight. You can arrange it."


    Richard, who woke up, frowned. He walked back and forth according to his temple. "Tonight? Is it too urgent? How about the weekend?"


    "You see my sincerity, so now it''s your turn to show your credibility... Money and other things are good, but it''s not so easy to take."


    Richard was a little irritable and wanted to break the phone. He was angry in the ninja and whispered, "I see. I''ll call you as soon as possible!"


    After he hung up the phone and thought about how to explain it, he called his governor''s father. Today is Wednesday. His father should still be in the office. He glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall. After waiting for about thirty or forty seconds, the phone was connected, and the familiar voice sounded in the receiver, "this is the governor''s office."


    "It''s me... I want to talk to you about something.", Richard was very careful in his words and kept lowering his tone, which made him look a little humble, not like a conversation between father and son.


    The governor in the office instinctively wanted to hang up, but he also knew that the eldest son''s appearance today was largely due to his indulgence. To be honest, he can become governor. His current wife and the family forces behind his wife have made great contributions, so his current status, political contacts and wealth can only be handed over to his second son. Only in this way can his eldest son live safely and not die in an accident one day because of an inexplicable thing.


    But even if he understood, he also had a great headache for this son.


    People are such strange creatures. I hope you degenerate, but I hope you struggle the same when you degenerate. At least you are reluctant. Only in this way can I be more comfortable, because you struggle and you resist, but you finally lost to my will and the arrangement of fate for you. Only in this way can I be more comfortable.


    Look, most people have this contradictory desire for control, and the governor is no exception.


    "Say, try to be simple."


    Richard sighed. "A man named Ernest gave me 10000 yuan yesterday. He and another guy named solo want to see you again. I hope you can see their sincerity and make a decision. The other party is in a hurry. The time is tonight."


    The governor didn''t speak. He opened his little book and looked at it. There was a charity party in the evening. But it doesn''t matter. Just show his face. After all, Richard is his own child. His current situation has a lot to do with himself. He is willing to make some compensation for his guilt as a father or anything else.


    "I agreed. At 7:30 p.m., on the third floor of Xingguang restaurant."


    At 7:30 p.m., bonka went to the telephone booth and dialed Turin. He watched solo and Ernest enter the starlight restaurant with his own eyes. If there was no accident, they should have an appointment. Xingguang restaurant is a very high-end restaurant in this area. Its main customers are upper class people, and it is still the kind of upper class people with a lot of money. Here, a steak costs about thirty-eight yuan. It''s not unusual to eat one or two hundred yuan a meal.


    Soon Dooling got on the phone. Bonka turned around, shrunk his head and whispered, "they''ve gone to worship. What do you do now?"


    Before long, the voice of Dooling came from the receiver.


    "It''s dark, turn off the lights!"


    After a short busy tone, the slightest sound could no longer be heard. Bunka hung up the phone, pursed her mouth, shrugged her shoulders and left the phone booth. He then got into a car and left, but he left someone to do it. He knew that the local anti organized crime bureau had been watching him, so he didn''t leave here for fear of anything, just wanted to take those annoying guys with him.


    As bonka guessed, someone did stare at him, monitored his call with Turin and recorded it.


    The first time the agents of the analysis group got the call record, they knew that it was an order to kill, but this call record could not appear in court as key evidence, or even evidence. Because there were only two sentences on the phone, and the two people who said them used the code language between the gangs.


    In the code word, worship means meeting big people or meeting leaders. It''s dark, which means it''s time or now. Turning off the lights means solving some people or things. These codes can not constitute valid legal evidence. Even if the judges know what these codes represent, they can''t adopt the recording. Because from the perspective of evidence, there is no information about the crime at all. If the interpretation is forced, the jury will certainly not agree. At the same time, the law does not allow such a distorted interpretation.


    The only thing that made them gain a little was that they knew what bonka was going to do. While arranging people to continue to follow bonka, they also sent extra people to keep an eye on the people left by bonka. If they can catch their on-site criminal acts, it will be of great help to the conviction.


    In this way, time passed bit by bit. Soon, the agent in charge of monitoring and taking photos stood up fiercely, and the colleague in charge of recording beside him was also surprised.


    "What''s the matter? What happened?"


    The agent in charge of monitoring and photographing sighed and spitted, "just now I saw the governor enter the starlight restaurant. Will their goal be..."


    At the thought of this, several agents in the room shivered. I don''t think so. The risk of assassinating politicians at the governor level is too great. This is definitely an assassination that can alarm the whole western world, just like the assassination of Turin. At that time, the whole political arena will be twisted into a rope to target these people. Even if there is no evidence, Dooling will not be better. He should not be so stupid.


    And he and the governor haven''t heard of any contradiction. Maybe the governor appears here just by chance. After all, as the most luxurious restaurant near the city hall, isn''t it normal for the governor to have a meal?


    While reporting to the director, the agent asked all the agents in the room to go down and prepare to protect the governor''s safety anytime and anywhere.


    The governor didn''t know because his appearance suddenly made the anti organized crime bureau busy. He went straight to the reserved table. Solo and Ernest were already waiting for him.


    The three shook hands and sat down. The governor shook his head and said, "to be honest, I don''t like your style of work. You shouldn''t contact Richard. He doesn''t belong to this matter and has nothing to do with us."


    Soro smiled. "I''m very sorry. Please believe our sincerity and determination, because we have no other way, so we have to use such a slightly despicable method. Please forgive me. Speaking of chant, the headquarters of the consortium is recruiting analysts recently. I think Mr. Richard may be competent. What do you think?"


    The governor couldn''t help laughing. "It''s a shameless means..." he stretched out his finger to solo, "but it''s very effective!"


    "I don''t have much time. Should we make things clear before dinner?"


    With the governor''s outspoken opening remarks, solo couldn''t beat around the bush with him, "one million cash, a villa and the friendship of the Kape family! I heard you''re going to run for the next vice chairman of the new Party committee?", his smile showed, "I think we can help you in this regard!"