death of hope

Chapter 413 "Corporate Warrior" (324) Maximilian

Lynch was used to the loose and comfortable lining of the battle suit, and the restraint of the formal suit made Lynch very uncomfortable.

I also have troubles when my body is too strong. I am worried that my muscles will be tense and my clothes will be broken, so I can only sit with my body leaning forward.

The normal-sized teacup was pinched by his fingers, and it looked particularly petite and cute, like a play house toy.

Maximilian seemed to have something on his mind, with his back turned to him, looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows,
In the core area of ​​the CBD in Britannia, there are descendants of old aristocrats or new upstarts who started financial business. They will not live like ordinary people. They need to enjoy and have higher requirements for the environment.

There are no industrial areas around, coupled with the high density of greenery, there is even a wetland scenic spot, the air quality is visible to the naked eye, and migratory birds in the Great Britain region also include this place in their migration route, and visit it whenever the cold wave hits.

Two pink starlings flap their wings and land on an automatic bird feeder,
Maximilian stared at the birds pecking at the corn kernels, which reminded him of his childhood, when his cousin Olga shared a box of popcorn with him:

"Before my cousin died, did you... say anything?"

"I don't know about it." Lynch put down his teacup and explained in detail:
"Tearing through the last line of defense, we broke into the underground fortifications, and found that there is a hole in the sky, the ground is farmland, and there is an arsenal hidden underground, as well as a training base for corporate fighters.

We began to search layer by layer to eliminate explosives, and finally found the rebel command room on the third basement floor. The lights were not turned on inside, and it was empty, with only one person left.

Ms. Olga was sitting facing the big screen, looking at the battlefield map in a daze. I ordered her to raise her hand, but she was disobedient, so I reported the situation to Father Ron, and Ron asked me to take someone away.

We saw a military contractor's medical team enter the command room. We didn't know what happened until the stretcher covered with a white sheet was carried out by the mercenaries. We didn't know that Ms. Olga was dead. "

"I see," Maximilian nodded, his eyes still fixed on the automatic feeder and the starling; "Mr. Ron is doing it for your own good, and I don't want you to get your hands dirty."

"oh, I see."

"You said... that's it. Mr. Lynch, don't you want to ask who ordered her to be killed?"

"I'm not interested in knowing, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

Maximilian seemed to be frightened by something, and trembled slightly:
"Unexpected answer, Mr. Lynch, when did you become...become like this..."

"You want to say... cruel?"

"Um……"

"I'm best at killing people, and I'm also good at teaching recruits how to kill people. How can a stinking soldier with blood on his hands not be ruthless?"

"My current mood... If you know Olga's position in my heart, you will understand."

"It was your order, right?"

"That doesn't seem to surprise you."

"Everyone can see it."

Maximilian sighed and said:
"One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. I want to prove that I have absolute power in McMillan, and I want to win the support of the red party bosses, shareholders, and family elders.
Because of this, my cousin must die, but I hope she dies decently and without too much pain. I have given these orders to the head of the Enterprise Warrior Department, your old boss, Major Ron. "

"So that's it. I understand what Father Ron is doing. My people will only blow their heads off, so he sent a medical team. I guess they first anesthetized and then overdosed with adrenaline. The body is also intact, which is considered euthanasia. "

Maximilian shuddered again:
"What the hell is going on, Mr. Lynch, the way you calmly analyze a person's death...it's creepy."

"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable."

"I ordered the killing of my own sister. Don't you want to comment on the act of killing relatives?"

"I just do my job and don't judge."

"Please, I'm very guilty, and I really care about what other people think of this matter."

"As far as I know, you have done all you can to Ms. Olga, but she betrayed you. She lost and got the fate of the defeated, that's all."

"There's a lot you don't know, Captain,
I was born in an aristocratic family, although the federal system has deprived the aristocratic privileges, the wealth is still inherited, and the family tradition is also dogmatic,
I hate dogmatism. You have to follow the rules when eating, and you can't mess with the knife and fork. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of power penetration, and the older generation uses it to dominate the younger generation.

The tutoring I received was very strict, I went to bed early and woke up early, and I had a daily schedule. Before the age of 20, I had no chance to have a partner, just like the common problem of old European aristocrats, close relatives love each other, and I have a crush on my cousin Olga.

I like the way she is running barefoot on the summer grass with her cloth skirt on. I like to scratch the soles of her feet until she surrenders.

She called me Brother Mark, and we made jack-o-lanterns together on Halloween, and I stuffed chocolates in her socks at Christmas, and once she got into trouble and broke an antique vase, I was the one to take the blame.

When we grow up and develop a little bit, I will push her on the swing, stand on the side and observe secretly, the seductive curve makes my heart beat.

Olga looks like my third aunt, and she is tall and beautiful when she grows up. Many aristocratic boys pursued her, so I deliberately found fault with them and fought with them. You see, the part where the eyebrow was broken is the scar from that time. Proof of youth.

During the summer vacation when I was 13 years old, we secretly drank whiskey, our faces turned red, and then I got the first kiss in my life. This time it was Olga and another cousin Daisy who were jealous of me.

In order to prevent our studies from being affected, the elders deliberately arranged us to go to different private schools. I was in Westminster Royal College, and she was in Winchester College. Since then, we have rarely had the opportunity to see each other.

Even so, I didn't give up. I didn't give up until she got engaged to Count Mikhail.

After graduating, I was nominated as the heir of the family. Those family elders who beat mandarin ducks before, for the sake of the purity of the family lineage and the acquisition of assets, began to match me with Cousin Daisy again.
It's a trick of good fortune, isn't it, and I can only obey.

I didn't know how much Daisy loved me until the day of the wedding. When I put the ring on her, she cried like a tearful child. I owe her so much all this time. I finally found my place. .

Even so, I never forgot Cousin Olga, that was my youthful memory,
One year, disasters continued in our family. Daisy suffered an air crash, and then encountered an economic crisis. Olga’s husband went bankrupt. I transferred part of the equity to her. Unexpectedly, what I got in return... was today’s betrayal!

Until now, I still don’t understand why Olga did that. How did that sweet girl in my memory become a scheming conspirator! "

Marcus Lynch has been listening in silence, thinking for a few seconds:
"People change, and everything they encounter will lead to change without knowing it." He said plainly:
"As you said just now, I have changed too."

(End of this chapter)