Chapter 516,
Harrison's mastery of the tachyon surprised Brooklyn.
Estimating that everyone was five minutes full, Brooklyn slowed down his eating and asked
"I wish I had seen you at NYPD headquarters on Independence Day, Harrison, are you in any trouble?"
Harrison chewed on the sweet and sour crest in his mouth, the sweet and sour meat was very much to his taste, but he had some of the same taste as chewing wax.
Swallowing the ridge, Harrison put down his fast son and said, "I was framed." Someone from the Drug Enforcement Administration received a report and found 10 kilograms of D products from my car. β
"How did they get in?" Brooklyn asked curiously.
Harrison was a cautious character, perhaps influenced by his experience in the SEAL service, and his first instinct when he walked into the restaurant was to stop and quickly scan the restaurant before looking for table 17.
He imitated Brooklyn's use of tachyons, not observing Brooklyn's grip, but focusing more on learning to exert force.
This shows that Harrison is a very cautious and observant person β of course, it could also be that he has PTSD and is just a stress patient.
But in either case, such a person would not easily be stuffed with ten kilograms of D product in the car without knowing it.
"They bought off the people in the auto repair shops." Harrison said in a somewhat low tone.
It makes sense β in Brooklyn's opinion.
But in Bob's and Webster's view, it doesn't make sense.
The two of them were unanimous in a rare wayβthey both looked up, turned their heads, and looked at Harrison with questioning, amazement, and contempt in their eyes.
"I'm busy with the reception, I still have work to do in the afternoon, and I need to use the car immediately." Harrison explained.
The people of the Federation, especially the men of the Federation, if they can, like to set up a studio or something, buy a complete set of tools such as wrenches and screwdrivers, and fiddle with them in their free time.
They're obsessed with machines. And the closest thing to them is the car, which can be disassembled and assembled.
Although many people are addicted to food, they will disassemble and not install, they will only repair the damage, but they will not repair it, but they will not admit this kind of thing, they will only declare to the outside world that they can repair the car.
This also creates the illusion that the federal people will repair cars and build vehicles per capita - otherwise the federal car repair shops would have closed their doors long ago.
Therefore, when they heard that Harrison was going to the auto repair shop to repair his car, Webster and Bob were so surprised, shocked and disdainful.
Unfortunately, Bob and Webster are both experts in car repair, and Webster is even proficient in all kinds of agricultural machinery and tools and common car models.
Harrison understood the meaning of the moment he met the eyes of the two, and explained exactly why he didn't fix the car himself, euphemistically expressing 'It's not that I can't fix it, it's that I don't have time'.
"They took the opportunity to hide the D in the car?" Brooklyn asked.
Harrison frowned, his face a little ugly, "They almost shoved the D-item into the engine." In order to get those D products out, the DEA guys dismantled my car into parts. β
"It took me an afternoon to put it back together."
As he said this, Harrison moved his neck and glanced at Webster and Bob.
Brooklyn nodded and asked, "Do you know who did it?" I mean the people behind the car repair shop doing this. β
"Someone should have instructed the auto repair shop to do this, right?"
Harrison nodded, "I know. β
As he said this, Harrison's expression changed for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed together, his eyelids raised, the bags under his eyes tightened, and even the muscles on his cheeks trembled slightly from the tightness.
His lips pursed into a straight line, his sides drooping slightly downward.
Suicide attackers, assassins, etc., usually have the above expressions before they do it.
"Didn't you give the DEA a lead?" Brooklyn asked in surprise, "Since you know, why don't you just tell the DEA?" β
Harrison shook his head and didn't answer.
Brooklyn shifts the subject, starts small talk, and invites Bob and Webster to join him.
Webster was usually reticent, and Bob was a good part of it.
The three of them talked about the attitude of the state government towards product D, the attitude of the federal government and Congress towards product D, and then talked about the history of the development of product D and the history of the DEA's struggle, talked about the history of the evolution of product D, and then talked about the pharmaceutical company, and then talked about the entire medical industry and human organ transplantation......
The meal was almost over, and Brooklyn wiped his mouth and said with a straight face
"Harrison, you should know what we're looking for you for, right?"
Harrison nodded, "I've heard of it." He also put down his fast and said, "It's rumored outside, Judge Brooklyn is urgently hiring an excellent bodyguard." Rumor has it that you are being targeted and that someone is preparing to assassinate you. β
Ignoring the fact that he was not being targeted and whether anyone was coming to assassinate him, Brooklyn said, "Yes, some of their rumors are true. β
"I need a good, honest and reliable bodyguard."
"I heard you've been looking for bottle caps?" Harrison asked.
"Bottle caps?"
Brooklyn asked rhetorically, confused.
"The cap is Eric Elvis." Harrison explains: "The cap is his code name. We used to call each other by their code names. β
"Yes. We approached him, but he didn't seem content to be hired by me alone. Brooklyn said generously.
Harrison smiled and said, "Bottle caps are the best." β
"I need a partner I can entrust to my safety, not just employees." Brooklyn shook his head and explained earnestly.
Harrison seemed to think of something, and his smile narrowed back and he pondered.
Brooklyn didn't rush, giving Harrison plenty of time to think.
Five minutes later, Brooklyn said "Harrison ......"
Harrison looked up, looked at Brooklyn and asked, "I guess I should fit your requirements, right?" β
Brooklyn nodded.
"What salary can you offer?" Harrison asked, "My little Nar is only four years old, my wife also needs regular medical check-ups, and I have a loan to pay." , so ......"
Bob wiped his mouth, took out a contract from his bag, handed it over, and said, "This is an employment contract, you can take a look, it has detailed terms of salary, benefits and subsidies, compensation and compensation." β
"Please note the special terms on page seventeen." Bob intimately reminded that "due to the special nature of Mr. Brooklyn's work, some state secrets may be involved. β
There is also page 33, which is a provision for the violation of special terms. In particular, please note article 11. β
Bob intimately cautioned, but it was clear that a contract of more than 50 pages was not so easy to read.
Besides, Harrison couldn't understand it at all. He needs a lawyer, a professional lawyer.
This contract was drawn up by Brooklyn himself, specially for the people around him. Of course, not all of them need to sign a contract.
Contracts are actually not very binding - the reason why they are binding on ordinary people is because ordinary people are not rich enough and not powerful enough.
It's a contract to guarantee the loyalty of those around you, but Brooklyn knows that loyalty doesn't come from contracts.
But a person who doesn't even dare to sign this contract is obviously difficult to grow loyalty.
So, there is such a contract that Brooklyn personally drew up.
This contract is not for people who have passed the test, such as Bob, but for someone like Harrison who has not passed the test and cannot confirm his loyalty.
The role of the contract is to tell the other party what Brooklyn needs.
Harrison flipped through the pages, paused for a moment where Bob had reminded him, looked twice, and returned the contract to Bob.
"I've never signed such a thick employment contract." Harrison said, shaking his head.
Brooklyn laughed, "Maybe you need to think about it, Harrison." β
"The terms of this contract are complicated." He pointed to the contract that Bob had put in his bag and said, "After thinking about it, maybe you need to get a lawyer along." β
"Before you sign this contract, Harrison, can you tell me how much trouble you're getting into?" Brooklyn asked.
Harrison was silent for a moment, as if weighing whether to tell Brooklyn or not, and as if organizing the language.
After a moment, Harrison said, "There's nothing that can't be said. β
"During my wife's illness, we went to church every day to pray and pray that God would take away the pain."
"Then we prayed that God would move my wife up a little bit on the organ transplant list, even if it was just one place."
"The priest in the church told us that God has his own arrangements, that everything is God's will, good or bad, is God's gift."
Speaking of this, Harrison sneered, "Hehe, God will really arrange it." β
"We asked for help, and finally, with the help of the doctors at the hospital, my wife arrived."
"At that moment my wife and I were ecstatic, we reverently knelt in the church and confessed to God, we confessed our ignorance, we confessed our baseless speculation about God."
"As a result, when the organs arrived at the hospital, my wife was already in the hospital bed, she was wheeled into the operating room, the doctor had already changed her clothes, and when I walked into the operating room, the priest who told me that 'everything was arranged by God' was taken to the hospital."
"He was in a car accident while driving drunk, and he had to have his organs removed and replaced immediately."
At this point, Harrison paused. He lowered his head and was silent for a long time before the faint voice came again.
"The door to the operating room opened and my wife was pushed out. They thought that the priest's situation was more urgent and that my wife could go back and wait. β
"After the operation, the priest took the initiative to come to our door to spread the teachings to us, and he said that it was all God's arrangement, and God's arrangement has its own deep meaning."
"So you and your wife are anti-religionists?" Bob asked, frowning.
Shaking his head, Harrison continued, "The priest told us that God was moved by our prayers, and that God had arranged for my wife to have an organ for this. Our subsequent complaint angered God, and God arranged for him to take the organ. β
"It's our fault."
"He told us that we wanted a new organ, we had to continue to pray fervently, and suggested that the church needed to be repaired and renovated."
"If we provide this money, it is the most devout prayer, maybe God can quickly hear our prayers and help my wife arrange a new organ."
"I sold my insurance, sold our house, car, and borrowed money from friends to scrape together 500,000 yuan for the operation. He told me that it would take exactly 500,000 yuan to renovate the church. β
He said it was all God's arrangement. God's arrangement has a deep meaning. β
"My wife and I declined the donation. He cursed us. β
"He cursed my wife that she would lose God's blessing and that sickness would take her away."
Brooklyn squinted slightly, listening quietly.
Harrison's reaction was real, and every time he mentioned the priest, he gritted his teeth and hated to eat his flesh. During the narration, he had a lot of micro-expressions, and there was a clear resistance to recalling the memory, but perhaps to win his trust, Harrison insisted on recalling.
Brooklyn guessed from Harrison's unusual expression that the real situation was probably far more complicated than he said. He and his wife did not simply drive away the priest, and the priest probably did not simply leave immediately after being driven away by his master's house.
Where is such a good thing?
ββ¦β¦ After we came back, we did a physical examination and found that my wife's illness had been cured. "But the priest came to the door, and we had to move out of the neighborhood." β
As Harrison finished speaking, Bob looked up and nodded at Brooklyn.
While Harrison was telling, he contacted Scorpio to verify what Harrison had said.
Of course, it is not to verify how Harrison kicked the priest out of the house - but to verify Harrison's financial resources, the flow of funds, and so on.
According to Harrison, he sold almost everything to scrape together the cost of the operation of $500,000, but now the Harrison family does not look like a poor person at all.
Bob suspects that Harrison is engaged in some illegal activity, after all, all jobs that pay fast are already prohibited by law.
But the investigation turned out that Harrison used the money left over from his trip around the world to pay off the loan and arrears, and due to the occasional receipts during the trip, they actually had some money left after paying off the loan and arrears.
Later, Harrison found a part-time coaching job, and his wife also had a job, and the family slowly became fuller.
As for where Harrison's money came from during his travels, it's not at all clear.
There is no way to trace the origins of overseas funds.
Bob could only confirm that Harrison had no illegal activities in the Commonwealth.
Receiving Bob's signal, Brooklyn was relieved.
Harrison's life in New York is similar to that of a normal person, except for donating money to anti-religious organizations, he is almost an ordinary citizen.
This shows that his mind is clear.
Otherwise, if he tastes the sweetness of making money quickly, it will be impossible for him to endure the efficiency of making money by working step by step.