In Harry. In Beth's description, they probably know the past and present life of this damn "clock tower", which is a hidden underground not a simple international organization, to be precise, a private international alliance, because these founders are all products of the early Cold War, to put it in layman's terms, it is a group of super spies, they are a group of people who have been wronged by their own country and given up, complaining, and surviving, but that's it, how the fuck do these guys get involved with themselves? Heavy punches still don't understand.

"How do you know so much?" The ghost asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you are talking nonsense?" ”

"Why?" Harry. Beth suddenly showed a weird smile, "My brother used to be one of them, so I was able to do this, so I had the opportunity to exchange those secrets they had for money and use their connections to obtain information, but this was many years ago, and since my brother left this world, I have completely lost contact with them." ”

"Be specific." While there's a lot of information in this guy's description, there's very little that actually interests them.

"When the group went underground, it was as if it had disappeared, and its name was changed to what you know now." Of course, this is just the name of the internal high-level to themselves, but in the outside they all appear as businessmen, running seemingly unrelated industries on the surface, but behind the scenes they are still bailing out their colleagues or the families of their deceased colleagues, which is originally a hidden underground charity for their own people, but maybe it is their nature or they can't escape the circle of intelligence, and slowly they begin to get involved in the intelligence community, they themselves are professionals in the industry, so they can often have some information that others don't have, which is used in exchange for benefits or things they are interested inThey used the money to set up their own business empires, set up multinational companies to participate in capital operations, invest in war-torn countries in exchange for war benefits, obtain business information, sell business intelligence, support their own regimes, buy property rights in war-torn countries, open mines and factories, monopolize the economy, and slowly become a huge invisible empire beyond the imagination of ordinary people. "Harry. Bess said, "But they have never appeared in public, it is said that there are only eight people at the top of their organization, known as the Eight Elders, these eight guys who have come from the Cold War to the present, control the division and direction of the interests of the entire group, and are the brains of the entire 'clock tower'...... In short, they are hidden somewhere, beautiful and glamorous on the surface, but in the interior they control a huge underground organization that is doing shady things, combining all the attention and evil......"

After hearing this, the ghost threw him a blanket and stuffed the whole pot of wine into his hand: "At least you explained the past and present life of this organization, although there is not much that we are really interested in, but at least it proves that you are still valuable, and I can tell you for sure that you don't have to freeze to death here." ”

"I can't really think of anyone else who is interested in this organization other than the CIA, and even the CIA only a few high-level officials know about the existence of the organization, and you don't look like CIA agents...... "Harry. Bess is still trying to find out where they come from.

"You'll know, but not now, keep going." Ghost vs. Harry. Beth was quite interested in what he was telling, he didn't expect this mysterious "Clock Tower" to have such a complicated past and such a powerful strength, it seems that they really underestimated this opponent before.

"That's all I know...... "Harry. Bass's words surprised everyone.

"Are you kidding?" The ghost looked at him with a calm face, "You said for so long, you just gave us a background information about the organization, but there is no further information and clues related to this, you are playing us fools, right?" ”

"I swear to God, I'm telling the truth." Harry. Bess raised his hand in fear and said with a curse.

"There's a problem with what you're saying, you do tell the truth, but you don't tell all the truth." The ghost directly debunked Harry. Bass this little trick.

Harry. Bess was stunned for a moment, but didn't show any embarrassment, but took a big sip of wine: "Since you want to know more things, you should know the rules." ”

"What have you finally started negotiating?" The ghost looked at him as expected.

"Not really, you know that there is a rule in this industry, you can't blindly rely on torture to obtain information, you can also use exchange to achieve your own goals, my old man's body and bones, can not withstand the toss, if you kill me, you don't want to know anything." Harry. Bess regained his composure.

"Aren't you worried about me throwing you out of the car again?" The ghost asked tepidly.

"You won't, because you know my value, understand how to use me to get more information, know how to deal with our relationship with each other, to put it bluntly, I don't recognize my current identity, I shouldn't be taken prisoner, I can exchange my own value for reciprocal treatment, use information for benefits, we are equal to the two sides of the transaction, you should respect the object of your transaction, I just want to get a fair treatment, this is not bad for you, or that sentence, I am a businessman, We should continue the rest of the conversation in the spirit of reciprocity, and I don't think our conversation should continue in this environment, we should sit down in a fine dining restaurant and taste a French meal, drinking red wine, and finish it elegantly. "Harry. Bess closed his eyes and waved his hand softly, as if he had arrived at the place, enjoying the pleasure and vanity that the high-class place gave him.

The ghost shadow rubbed his face: "I have to say, you are a master negotiator, and I also have to admit the meaning and value of your existence, what you said is not wrong, and I will consider your request carefully, but now don't you feel that you are excessive?" ”

"What...... Meaning? "Harry. Bess felt that he was going to suffer, but before he could react, the ghost had already moved, and suddenly ripped off his coat and blanket, and then the car door was opened again, and the cold wind like a knife instantly blew on his naked body, and before he could shiver, he was kicked out again.

"You're crazy...... "The snowmobile suddenly slid far away and almost crashed into a tree.

And at this time Harry. Bess was tumbling into the snow and couldn't get up for half a day.

"Just negotiated with me and made a request, why is his face so big? Also fucking a french dinner, disobedient Lao Tzu makes you eat shit. The ghost jumped out of the car, gritted his teeth viciously and cursed, "I don't have the capital to pretend to be bullish, a typical fool." ”

"You'd better kick him out of the car without moving, and we'll ...... if you break his neck Alas...... "I don't want to talk about it anymore, although I can suppress Harry. Bass's self-confidence and arrogance, but there must also be a scale, after all, the value of this guy is incalculable, and now he can only understand the "Clock Tower" through this guy, even if he doesn't treat him as a guest, he can't really treat him in the same way as a prisoner.

"Don't worry, he won't die, I just hope he won't be so arrogant in front of me, he is valuable, but he should also know what his identity is." The ghost looked at Harry as he struggled to get up from the snow. Bess shouted loudly, "Mr. Bess, I have carefully considered your request, and feel that we really need to change the environment, I can fulfill your desire to eat French cuisine and enter a high-class venue, but before that you must accept the treatment that a captive deserves, of course, this is all in the past, I just want to remind you not to forget your identity, yes, you are indeed valuable to us, but it is not the only clue, you can be our partner, you can exchange the information you know for benefits, We're even willing to pay for it, but don't forget what you're in right now, you're not qualified to sit on an equal footing and negotiate terms with us, at most you can make a request, and as for whether it's reasonable or not, whether it's allowed or not, that's up to us, and at this point, there's nothing fucking fair or not, so if you figure it out, get in the car......"

"Yes, this guy has also learned to be kind and powerful." The difference between ghosts and brainless people in this worm's impression is that occasionally some unexpected ideas burst out, and he is not so stupid when dealing with problems, but today it seems that this guy's thinking is still quite meticulous, and he does not only consider problems from a single angle.

"Usually he just pretends to be stupid, but in fact, his IQ is not low, EQ...... It's just a matter of high and low. Heavy Punch shook his head helplessly, thinking that the ghost was right, he just made Harry. The bass accurately positions itself in the existing situation.

"Come ......" ghost to Harry. Bess beckoned, "This is just a punishment for your arrogance, if you see your identity and situation, and use language to communicate appropriately, I will consider our partnership, and you will be treated more fairly, of course, it is not a problem to eat French food in a high-end place, so please get in the car if you want, but you have to follow my rules when you get in the car, otherwise you can do it yourself." ”

Harry. Beth didn't have any choice, whether he agreed with the ghost or not, he had to get into the car, because under this temperature condition, he might not be able to support it for long in his current state, and even the Siberian tiger would not bother to take care of the frozen meat, so he could only choose to cooperate, only in this way could he save his life.

Harry. Bess climbed into the car, pulled over his coat, sat in the back and shivered without saying a word, his self-esteem had completely disappeared after kicking off the car twice, he finally understood that his identity and treatment had little to do with the information he had, but depended on the attitude of the other party, of course, if he cooperated, he might be able to get better treatment than now, but if he didn't cooperate, it could be ten thousand times worse than kicking off the car.

"Think about it and give you some time." The ghost didn't push too hard, but threw him two more blankets, "We've got a long way to go, and I hope you won't freeze to death here." ”

Harry. Beth wrapped his coat and blanket tightly, leaning there without saying a word, he was thinking about what else he could do, to be precise, what to do to save his life, in fact, there was nothing that could not be said, but he wanted to use these contents in exchange for some benefits and even save his life, he was not worried about what would happen to him temporarily, but worried that after he said everything that the other party was interested in, the other party just felt that he didn't say everything and start the execution, or felt that he lost his value and killed him directly, The best outcome is nothing more than a prison sentence, life imprisonment, which is the most deadly.

"Giving you time is for you to sort out your thoughts, not to let you think wildly, it's safe to say that you can't escape, and no one will come to save you, and I've lost the locator on your clothes in the woods, so you can ignore anything other than cooperation." The ghost seemed to see through his thoughts.

"No, I'm thinking about how to save this life, even if it's cooperation, you won't end up bypassing me, right?" Harry. Bess asked tentatively.

"It depends on your cooperative attitude, if you can be honest, we will be honest with each other, I can still guarantee this, we have no grievances, and there is no need to have to kill you." The ghost took a sip of wine and found that there was not much wine left in the jug, "You drink this thing as water?" ”

Harry. Bess didn't speak, to be honest he didn't believe in ghosts, deception and capriciousness were the most common in their industry, especially after becoming a prisoner, any assurances from the other party were unreliable.

"I want to drink." Harry. Bess said.

The ghost looked at him, and then looked at the wine in his hand: "Damn, I thought these were enough for me to drink until I went back......" After speaking, he was very reluctant to take another sip before throwing the wine jug over, "There is only so much, you save a little." ”

The change of the ghost makes Harry. Bass was a little uncomfortable, this guy was a demon when he kicked himself out of the car just now, and now it doesn't seem to be so hateful, this is a freak.

The next afternoon, when they finally got off the snow line, they changed into regular off-road vehicles and headed for the nearest town. Beth confessed some things one after another, and admitted that the false information about the Tokyo incident was actually what "Clock Tower" did to benefit him......

(End of chapter)