Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 765 The Drama of the Theatre

‘Lomens Layton’, as one of the top ten military enterprises in the world, is a well-deserved industry giant.

Think about how strong a company is in a company that undertakes military satellite launches and other businesses in the world's first hegemonic power. The owner behind this company is probably able to make the leaders of the general countries politely receive.

Behind the world hegemony is controlled by a multi-party chaebol, and ‘Losmond Leyton’ is naturally one of them. The one who came to Rio this time was the wealthy owner behind the ‘Losemite Layton’ company, the talent of the Leiden family.

As for this talent, it is following the exchange group of Colombia... Interestingly, the talent of the Leiden family even got the identity of a member of the exchange group.

"A private satellite launch vehicle technology development agreement?"

After listening to the narrative of the night, Luo’s boss began to sink into it – the performance below was just paused.

In fact, because of the reason that the performance just paused, the night will only pinch the time to report the information obtained to the owner.

"As the world's first hegemonic country, would you plan to develop this technology together with a country with far behind technology?" Luo Qiu shook his head. "Should be called technical sales more appropriate?"

The maidservant smiled slightly. "This time, people who talked with the people of the Leiden family in private have seemed to be important members of the opposition party in this country."

Luo boss nodded and suddenly browed: "I heard that the current president of the country was impeached for corruption cases not long ago, but he came over."

"Even so, his remaining tenure is not much." Yu night nodded. "Then, the opposition people want to get this technology, so they will increase their own chips before the next election. Only this time." The technology should be quite old."

"Even if it is an outdated technology, it is also a matter of course for countries that don't have it." Luo Qiu said, "Technology, as long as it keeps leading, it can be done. After all, the advancement of technology can't be suppressed. If it is a waste product, it would be better to suppress the remaining value. The correct practice of the capitalist... But after all, it is a manifestation of the national power of satellites. Perhaps the action of the Leiden family is also very secretive. Perhaps it is a private act. ?"

"It is the mining of this country and the development of oil resources. The Leiden family seems to be the economic lifeline of the country. After all, it is one of the BRICS countries, the resources are very rich, and the geographical environment is also very good." Miss Maid 诶Road.

Luo boss nodded. At this time, his palm was in front of him, and there were three elliptical light curtains.

On the light curtain of each piece, the appearance of a man is reflected. They are one of the guests sitting in the hall below. As for the eyes of these three men, it is occasionally aimed at this VIP package.

Luo Qiu blinked his eyes, and in a flash, he whispered: "The FBI people? It seems that the behavior of the Leiden family has not been overcome..."

Luo’s boss also looked at the men who were sleeping in the back seat. He said: “I don’t know if Song’s mission is related to this matter? Um... I know nothing at all. We are still slowly paying attention to the next development. But..."

"Well?" The maidservant cast a curious look.

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "Do you think that fate is very interesting? My father is a policeman who is dedicated to the public and finally lost his job. But his brother has become the head of the mercenary abroad, no evil, no murder."

However, as a descendant of this blood, he also embarked on a completely different path.

The sound of the orchestra rises again...Symphony-no.9(Great)ii

It is magnificent and high-spirited.

......

......

They turned the leader of the 'Iris Flower' into the old man, the father of Song Yuran. Of course, Song Yuran also called his father the old man, meaning the same as everyone else.

During the concert, Song Xiaoran left the seat, and now the scheduled time for action has already passed. O'Neill didn't act, naturally he saw Lluvia's gesture.

In the bathroom, Song Yiran, who has seen no one here, quickly replaced the chip of the mobile phone with another one.

"Hey, dad, what's the matter?"

At the end of the phone, that is the old man, the leader of the ‘Iris flower’, Song Tianyou said at the moment: “The information just got, there will be a situation in the theater... Someone buried a bomb in the theater.”

Song Yiran a glimpse, and then his expression dignified. "Who? How many bombs? What about our actions?"

Song Tianyou seems to know that time is tight, and the speed of speech has increased a lot. "It is not our employer. This bomb seems to be the hand of some armed/sub-disasters. This concert is to live in Brazil and neighboring countries. Communication, the consuls of several countries are also there."

After listening to Song Yanran, he stunned his eyebrows. "Is the group of madmen who want weapons without weapons, no one wants people? But I don’t know the bombs, but it is the style of the group of guys. So I am really unfavorable, the end of the action. A ring hit the opponent's gun?"

"According to the source of the information, the bomb installed this time is enough to blow up the entire theater. Anyway, you need to evacuate immediately." Song Tianyou quickly said: "I will explain it personally to the employer... and if the target directly dies due to the explosion Well, maybe we can save a lot of effort."

Song Ruran suddenly said: "Daddy, I want to evacuate, I am afraid that it is a little difficult... The feast of this dangerous guy seems to have begun."

Symphony-no.9(Great)iii

The third chapter has already begun when Song Songran and Laojiao talked... However, in the high orchestral sound, Song Xiaoran suddenly heard the sound of screaming.

......

In one of the seats in the nearly full auditorium, a handsome man kept talking and said sorry, and finally sat next to a woman in a red evening gown... Lluvia's side.

Looking at the man who occupied Song’s position, Lluvia frowned and said: "Oni... You should retreat immediately, what are you going to do here?"

Man...Oni is showing a playboy-like smile at this time: "This is not to see the military division walk away, afraid that you are lonely! How? I can find this clothes? Just found in the background, it should be a certain performance. Home spare clothes."

"It's a human model." Lluvia responded impatiently.

Onyton was pleasantly surprised: "The military officer said that ‘human-like dog-like’ is used to describe a gentleman. It seems really good.”

Lluvia frowned. The meaning of this sentence can be clearly understood by a little understanding of the culture of that country. Obviously, O'Neill didn't care much about the culture of the motherland that the military had mentioned.

"Yeah, it’s really a gentleman like a dog." Lluvia endured the urge to laugh, but soon became serious and lowered his voice again: "The old man came to order and temporarily terminated the action. ""

"Daddy!" O'Neill blinked.

I need something that the old man told me personally. Generally, he doesn't know how to answer it... He is going to talk, but the shoulders let the people in the back seat take a shot.

O'Neill took a look at the subconscious, and the people in the back seat cast a blaming gaze and made a squeaky gesture... The concert hall needs to be quiet.

O'Neill showed a sorrowful look. When she was about to apologize for a few words, she suddenly saw the horrified look in this guy's eyes... I kept watching the stage of the concert hall!

At this time, the most exciting moment of the official third movement, but the entire orchestra stopped at this festival!

The auditorium was quiet at this moment, and all the listeners stared at the orchestra's command at the same time—the commander had fallen to the ground at this moment, motionless.

A cellist in the orchestra rushed to the side of the conductor and wanted to see the situation. However, when he gave the command to help, but he saw the white shirt on the command, it had already been dyed with red!

Someone... At the most exciting moment of the movement, I shot and killed this command!

what--! ! ! !

In front of the first row of seats, a woman dressed in luxury, screaming in a panic... and the horror of the screams is like a plague, spreading in an instant!

The beginning of terror is so scary, but the real horror is still behind the scenes - like a thunderous sound, especially in this soundproofed auditorium.

"Mr. Ladies and Gentlemen, I am honored to inform you that you have been kidnapped!"

The sound echoed in the auditorium... the sound of the sound!

......

“There was a third party.”

In the position of the VIP room, Luo boss followed the root of the sound that sounded in all directions, and finally his eyes locked on a room directly above the stage.

It is the place to control the stage lighting and sound equipment.

Song Yuran is the party who committed the assassination.

A party that performs technical reselling in private, and a party that is unknown to the culprits.

(End of this chapter)