Chapter 447: Wings of Vengeance 3
But his mind was soon drawn to something else in the folder, a computer-printed bank statement from Wren's offshore account.
Thiago wouldn't be surprised that Rennes had a foreign account, and each of them did, so that they would have security for the rest of their lives, provided they survived to that point, of course.
To Thiago's shock, Rennes took more kickbacks from the Illian casino than he did.
Even if he can be magnanimous in the past, bank statements cannot be forged, they are ironclad evidence that Wren betrayed him, and he would never spare those who betrayed him.
This is nothing, and then there are often some oil painting auction prices, which are all used as rice dollars as a unit, if you want to talk about financial resources, then the current Rennes can really be said to be rich and rival the country, much more than the banknotes printed by the National Bank of Iliyan.
Thiago had known that Wren had been jealous of him, and had sensed that Wren was disobedient, but there was no evidence.
Now the evidence was alive in front of him, that the man who slept with his wife and his Chinese friends were all alive and well, and that Wren had done a good job.
Thiago's gaze couldn't take his eyes off the photo, he kept staring at Cindy's sneering face, imagining Cindy's sweaty face on his wife.
He was carried away by the rage and completely lost his guard.
No one can laugh at him, no one can betray him, he is not only a president, he is also a man.
Thiago lost his mind completely.
The president immediately sent someone to bring Wren back from Yangglu. γ
Within a few days, Wren appeared at the presidential palace, and instead of saluting him as usual, the presidential palace guards who greeted him tied him up and stuffed him into the back of the car, and then went straight to the castle prison.
Wren struggled at first, threatening and intimidating the guards who had tied him up, but when he was dragged to the extreme punishment zone, he began to plead.
They dragged him to the gallows, and then put the noose around his neck, and Wren's cries became more and more miserable. He kept asking why, wondering why, but no one paid any attention to him. When does it take a reason to hang a person?
Thiago has always been curious about Rennes' private life, especially when it comes to orientation.
Wren was never married, no one had ever seen his pants down to his ankles, and all rumors about his orientation were eventually dispelled.
Wren, unlike other men, was always a loner, and Thiago speculated that Wren might have had more than just hands destroyed by the Soviets during his time in the labor camp.
Later that day, though, the president couldn't help but laugh when he saw the picture on his desk, in which Wren was in the sky with his pants bulging, and Thiago finally knew what could make this wreck.
Well done.
One afternoon, according to Liu Zhan, it was time for the Yangglu people to have afternoon tea, and Cindy didn't want to have afternoon tea, he insisted on having an afternoon without tea and no cake, and I have to say that sometimes language is too funny.
Cindy has no appetite for anything now, and his body is wasting out more and more rapidly. So their afternoon tea is only one drink, the martini.
Cindy chewed the olives slowly, as if savoring the precious caviar.
They talk about the past, reminiscing about the good old days and the people they knew, and Cindy also talks about Joseph as if he was by his side.
After telling a story, they laughed at each other, and Cindy shook the bottom of her glass, and he had drunk the last drop of wine, "Old friend, it's time to remove the weeds." "
"Cindy, I'm just asking you this once, are you sure you want to do this?"
"You know, before we got married, Bella asked me the same question,
I didn't answer, I just did mine. Cindy put down her glass and stiffened herself to her feet.
He Ze, an important pawn deployed by the general in Yangglu, as Illion's liaison officer, of course Cindy knew that there was such a great god hidden in Yangglu, and he helped Liu Zhan make an appointment with him, He Ze He was only seven minutes late, and Liu Zhan stood at the door to greet him.
He Ze originally just stopped for a while, but he couldn't stand Liu Zhan's sincere invitation to him to the Special Forces Club for dinner.
He Ze had already heard of the club's name, so he decided to stay a few more hours, and he was also curious about what Liu Zhan meant when he said that the Sindy matter was over. The two of them sat in a quiet corner of the restaurant, holding the menu and poring over it.
"If you want to try Dover halibut, I recommend grilling it with just a little butter and lemon. Would go with mayonnaise"
Liu Zhan shrugged apologetically, "It's like the Turks are rioting in the kitchen." We can order a bottle of Chablis, which is the best of the best, kept in a sturdy glass bottle, which has been around for thousands of years. Whether the dish is good or not, Chablis can't be wrong. β
"My dear Liu Zhan, It seems that I have met a gourmet. He Ze, seated under the portrait of Charles de Gaulle, nodded gracefully to Liu Zhan in thanks.
"General, have you seen him?" When the waiter served the first course, Liu Zhan looked at the portrait of Charles de Gaulle and asked.
"Of course I have seen it, many times. The first time I met him, I had just returned from Algeria. I've just turned eighteen. β
"You probably don't agree with his deployment to Africa, do you? After all, so many people died there, right?"
"No, you're opponents, I'm very aware of that, I've always thought of myself as not his pawn, but more like a manager. Sooner or later, some things will happen, and the only thing we can do is accept it and let it go. β
He Ze took out some crab meat from the crab shell with a fork, "No matter what happens, accept it with grace, besides, it is Africans who die more." β
"At your age, it's going to be detached, and there's always a little bit of a philosophical twist. β
"It doesn't matter how old you are, it's about your mentality and experience. Liu Zhan, both of us were soldiers, so we know very well that sometimes right and wrong are not clear at all. I hope you don't mind me saying that, and that's one of the reasons I've been reluctant to go to the African base. β
"I see what you mean. By the way, how does the crab taste?"
"Authentic British approach. β
"You should try the shrimp stew I ordered. Liu Zhan pointed to the saucepan with a fork and said that in the pot were some boiled brown shrimp in the shell, soaked in the butter that had already set.
He Ze laughed and said, "Even if you persuade me to drink a whole bottle of good burgundy, you will not be able to convince me to try that pot of things, my friend. He picked up his glass, and Liu Zhan carefully studied the strange thing hanging from his fork.
"I think you're right. Liu Zhan pushed the first course aside and raised his glass, "Poor shrimp, why do you have to drown them in the curdled butter?"
"None of us can shake off the influence of our national traditions. β
"You guys speak shrimp in French very nicely, crevettes, except" Liu Zhan paused, "Do you call the locals crevettes in Africa?" The people you threw into the Mediterranean Sea from a helicopter a thousand meters in the air?"
"Liu Zhan, you understand what war is, and sometimes you have to choose shortcuts in war. Even if we let more people learn to fly, there are still more black people in Africa than we can count. β
Liu Zhan remembers that many of the black people who were thrown into the sea from helicopters were still tied to concrete.
He was just about to say that your flight lesson is really incredible, when the waiter came over and removed the first course, so Liu Zhan changed the subject.
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He Ze, I promised you, I would tell you about Cindy. "
"Ah, great Mr. Cindy, I have only guessed a little, but I am not very sure. β
"Cindy and I want to thank you. β
"Why?"
"If it weren't for your constant search for my information on the Jonglu side, Wren would never have known my true information. β
"I'm glad I could help. β
"Something has happened to Illion lately, have you heard?"
"I must admit, I don't know much"
"There was turmoil, rumors were spreading, as if there was an attempt at a coup d'Γ©tat. Thiago ordered his right-hand man Wren to be hanged, you know?"
"As I said, I don't know much about the situation there. He Ze replied quietly, waiting for Liu Zhan's next words.
Liu Zhan took a sip of wine and fixed his gaze firmly on He Ze's face, "I don't know if Wren's death has anything to do with the investigation I gave Thiago about Wren's private property certificate. β
"What did you say?"
"I gave Thiago all the money and property records about Rennes, along with the overseas accounts. β
"Your hummingbirds, find out. β
"Yes. β
"It looks like you've wasted a lot of energy, my dear Liu Zhan. β
"I don't think so. You know, there are a lot of ways to get rid of the people you hate, and you don't have to throw them off the helicopter. β
"You designed to frame him?" He Ze gasped.
"Exactly. Whoever found out about the person who handed him the letter, but Thiago must have thought in the first place that someone was bribing him. Someone like Wren who goes to the general favorites to take kickbacks can easily reveal the secrets in his bank statements. β
He Ze was incredulous, and he asked incoherently, "Would you investigate everyone you hate in such detail?"
"I don't have that much time, I've lost a lot of money in this endless scuffle, but if I don't feed Thiago enough, Thiago won't get it. At the current exchange rate, that hundreds of millions of rice dollars is a lot of money, isn't it? How could anyone not be fooled?"
"I don't understand that. He Ze smiled and spread his hands to show incomprehension, and then reached for the wine glass.
"Someone deliberately created all sorts of chaos for the sake of the development of the small island of Ilian. "
The wine glass in He Ze's hand stopped in the air, "What project? "
"Don't you know? I think I've found out the truth. Cindy had heard some rumors about the island, and Wren added something I didn't understand. Such a wonderful story, I think you must be interested. β
"That's true. β
"You know, Ho Ze, the Soviets were really tasteless guests, and they patted their butts and left Illion, leaving behind a lot of radioactive waste, piled up in the mines of Illian, and littered everywhere. So, in the name of foreign aid, Western governments have set up a project through international organizations to help Ilian clean up radioactive waste. However, just as the Engineer was about to help Ilian, he discovered some additional secrets on the island of Ilian, which, if revealed, would be long enough to change our lives. The general's invention will undoubtedly be revolutionary, just as the computer chip has revolutionized. Equally significant to Illion, the island's secret research was far more valuable than oil, and would make the country, or the people who ruled it, richer than Croyse, the last king of Lydia. Liu Zhan stopped at this point, "He Ze, your wine has been spilled." β
He Ze listened blankly, as if turning into a stone statue, the wine glass in his hand stopped in mid-air, and forgot to bring it to his mouth, "Your story, let me listen to it too intrigued, Liu Zhan." He slowly lowered his glass.
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