Chapter 6 Reality Roundtable 8
Four Seasons Hotel St. George's Penthouse Presidential Suite
The towering Four Seasons Tower, topped by the Presidential Suite, overlooks half of St. George's bustling streets.
The night is already deep, under the dark sky in the distance, the crisscrossing streets are flickering with lights, it is already night, some of the lights have been extinguished, but the traffic on the main road is still flowing, those car lights and the lights of the shops are intertwined, like a glowing Milky Way, falling into the world.
Human civilization has created new daylight and lit up the night sky, making the whole of St. George's state seem to be a city that never sleeps.
In the presidential suite on the top floor, Theo sat in silence in the darkness, the darkness engulfing his body, and he blended into the darkness. He was wearing a black shirt, and seemed to enjoy the quiet, unlit room, and the darkness seemed to be his shelter. At night, it was silent, but his mind was unusually clear, looking at the streets like ribbons of light, thinking about how to go down the road to the top.
Victor's power is like the night, and what he has to do is like those roads that light up in the night, breaking through the darkness and finding a way.
"Dididi-"
The phone prompt sounded, disturbing the peace in the room.
Theo glanced at the glowing phone screen and saw that it was an unknown caller.
(At this point in time...... οΌ
(It should be him.) οΌ
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, he got up, walked to his desk, and picked up his phone, the bright light of the phone screen illuminated his well-defined face, and also illuminated the chill under his eyes.
He clicked [Connect] on the screen, and then clicked [Enlarge], a three-dimensional intelligent voice screen appeared above the screen of the phone, he put the phone on the table, put his hands behind his back, and slowly paced in the room, waiting for the other party to confirm that it was connected.
"Dingβ"
A prompt sound came from the mobile phone, and the other party also connected.
Then, he heard a slightly familiar voiceβ
"Theo."
"Scott." He raised his head and looked at the screen of the intelligent voice suspended in mid-air, without showing the other party's avatar or other information, the mobile phone number used by the other party was obviously newly opened for one-time communication.
"I didn't expect you to get out of prison alive, I thought Victor would definitely kill you inside."
"Hmph, are you underestimating me, or are you overestimating Victor?" Theo raised his eyebrows, and his black shoes stepped on the flannel carpet, "Just that rat, you want to kill me?" β
ββ¦β¦ Without further ado, what exactly do you want to do? β
The other party's straightforward question revealed a bit of vigilance.
But this vigilance was also expected by Theo.
He enjoyed the defensive, uneasy tone of the other man, which showed that he was still a fearful presence for everyone.
"It's simple, I'm going to have a round table, and I need your ticket." Theo gets straight to the point and says the purpose directly.
"My vote alone is not enough, will you be able to convince Lady Lola, the Senator, and Victor to vote for you?"
The other party does not seem to be in a hurry to say whether to agree or not, but chooses to maneuver.
This has always been one of the negotiation techniques, figuring out how much leverage the other person has before deciding whether to bet or not.
"Victor, this mouse, will definitely vote for Vincent. As for the senator and Madame Laura, you don't need to worry about it, I naturally have a way to get their votes, you just need to vote for me. Theo snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the Pope's rule that 'a round table must be held for the election of the five high-level leaders', I could have killed Vincent and replaced him directly, without any need to do more." β
"Theo, you're overestimating yourself, Vincent isn't easy to deal with, he's done a lot since you escaped from prison."
Theo raised his eyes and looked out the window at the night view of St. George: "I know, before he just transferred my subordinates out of important posts, and now he is starting to kill people." β
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"Do you think I don't know how many of my brothers fall every 24 hours?" Theo almost gritted his teeth and uttered the words, "Every night, all I think about is how to torture them without letting them die, and subjecting them to torture worse than hell. β
"Then you should also be clear about how many people you can muster now, to be honest, I don't think about you, less is more than that, it doesn't always happen."
On the other end of the voice, Scott's voice was cold and unforgiving, and he seemed to be trying to persuade him, but he was drawing a line and saying that he didn't want to be involved.
"It doesn't matter if you don't think so, as long as you vote." Theo also showed his attitude.
Scott was silent for a long time and said a word-
ββ¦β¦ What if I don't vote. β
"You received the envelope I sent you." Theo was not in a hurry to answer him.
ββ¦β¦ Well, the front desk of [Cole Company] was transferred to me. β
"Then you must have seen what's inside." Theo returned to his usual indifference, and he sat down in his office chair, his legs crossed in the darkness.
Scott groaned: "How many people have seen the contents of the envelope?" β
"If nothing else, there are only two, the Pope and I."
"...... what is an 'accident'?"
"For example, you don't vote for me, and even, on the opposite side of me, vote for Vincent."
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"What, do you want to kill people? Scott. β
"That's a good idea."
"If you kill me today, tomorrow, there will be more than six hundred similar envelopes, sent to the backbone of the organization, and in addition, every member of the organization will receive an e-mail, which is an electronic scanned version of the letter. And I don't mind sending out to the media what you've been doing [Cole] over the last few years, you know, the flies love the news...... So, dear Scott, think carefully about the costs and costs, and then make a decision, whether you want to cooperate with me or not, it's all up to you. β
ββ¦β¦ Theo, you and Victor are really the same kind of people. β
"Hmph, I don't think it's a compliment."
"Theo, if I support you, can you keep it a secret?"
Scott's voice was a little skeptical.
But this questioning was also expected by Theo.
"I am under no obligation to keep your secret, especially one that is extremely detrimental to the organization. But...... Since the Pope has chosen to trust you and hide this secret, I will naturally follow his old man's decision. You can rest assured, as long as you support me, this matter will not be known to the third person, and you can continue to be the top person in charge of the [Biotechnology Group] and continue to run your beautiful [Cole Company]. β
"So, I owe the Pope a favor?"
"That's right. Scott, there is no impermeable wall in the world, seven years ago, the Pope knew your true identity, he did not expose you, he gave you a chance, I hope you cherish it, especially today, when the Pope is seriously ill, don't help the abuse. Theo said word by word, firmly.
"Theo."
"Huh?"
"Have you ever thought about one thing...... The Pope asked you to give me this letter because he wanted me to find a time to kill you afterwards? β
Scott's words made Theo's face sink.
Scott didn't hear Theo's answer, knowing that his words had aroused his suspicions.
"The Pope knows that this matter is my death, but he still let you hold on to my handle, doesn't this mean that I want to kill you?"
ββ¦β¦ What are the benefits of the Pope doing this? Kill me and he will be controlled by Victor forever. Theo retorted.
"What if...... His purpose is to kill you by my hand after you overthrow Victor? β
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"After all, you are the same kind of people, you say, will the Pope suspect that after you ascend the throne, you will become the second 'Victor'?"
Theo was silent for a long, long time, and every word of Scott's words smashed into his heart.
His original calm heart made waves again.
"Theo, for the sake of the Round Table, you must have offended Madame Lola too, and if you don't get it right, you will offend the Senator. The Pope, having pushed you out at this time to attract hatred, and then killed you by our hand, he will have no trouble taking back his authority and killing two birds with one stone. β
"Shut up!"
"Recognize the situation, Theo, even you, the Pope is not 100% reassured. He is such a person, this is the reason why he is alone, and it is also the basis for him to stand at the top now. β
"After so much nonsense, can you help me?" Theo pulled away from the subject, he didn't want to think any further.
Or maybe he'd thought of it all, but he just didn't want to admit it.
"If you don't succeed in turning the tables, I'm going to be hunted down by Victor."
"There's no chance of failure, Victor and Vincent, I'm going to kill you."
"So, you still have a secret hand?"
"If I fail to take the round table, they don't want to live to see the sun the next day."
ββ¦β¦ Theo, initiating a mutiny, could plunge the organization into civil strife. β
"It's not a mutiny, it's a mutiny. Revolutions all need bloodshed, don't they. β
Scott was silent for a moment, and there was finally a hint of compromise in his serious tone.
"I know, as long as you don't tell what happened back then, I will support you."
"Hmm." Theo nodded, finally relieved.
He's getting closer to his goal.
Success, it seems, is only a matter of time.
After a while, he seemed to think of something, and looked at his phone.
"Scott, I have a request."
"What?"
"I want to enter the [Minghe System] as a [Hunter]."
ββ¦β¦β
"I need you to create a new identity for me, I don't want to use someone else's dirty helmet."
ββ¦β¦ Are you for the eldest lady? β
Theo didn't answer, but it was a tacit acquiescence.
"Don't worry, the eldest lady is still alive."
"I need to get into the system and protect her."
"Theo, if you do something beyond the [Hunter] authority, the [Minghe System] will terminate your permission immediately."
"I know."
ββ¦β¦ I will help you prepare a new identity, you can use the identity of [Hunter] to enter the [Minghe System], but the premise is, Round Table, you are the winner, otherwise, I am not obligated to help a person who is hunted down. β