Chapter 1297, Burial forever!

Villa. Study room.

Jackson sat on the sofa watching TV reports. He still maintained the habit he developed during the Marine Corps. Even if he was sitting alone at home, his back was straight and he looked serious.

Qin Luo is a news figure that has been hotly hyped by the media recently. He is an idol star in China and a guest invited by the US Vice President. When he saw him and his teammates being detained by a large number of policemen, the reporters were almost crazy and felt like they were tickling their hearts.

This is really strange, how could such a thing happen?

There are many inside stories!

There are many dark stories!

Dongdong-----

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Jackson shouted.

"Sir. Do you want coffee?" Franklin appeared at the door and said with a smile.

"Okay." Jackson said. "Thank you."

Franklin entered the house with a tray, which contained a cup of fragrant coffee and a cup of fresh and elegant Huaxia Longjing.

"Oh. I really want to drink tea today," Jackson said. "I miss that taste very much. When I went to China, he invited us to drink the tea he made by himself-----"

"I know you have such an idea," Franklin said. He put the cup of Longjing tea in front of Jackson, sipped his coffee in his mouth. Looking at the news that was being played on TV, he smiled and said, "Do we overestimate him?"

"It's like this." Jackson nodded. "We were ready to ask the lion to fight the tiger, but we didn't expect that the one who ran out was a lamb-----"

"We treat him as a master. But he is a child who likes to cause trouble after all--even if he can imagine that he is a stupid guy, he didn't expect that he would be so stupid." Franklin said complacently. "It is said that he injured a police chief and also hit FBI agents--I think that after entering FBI, they must not be as comfortable as outside, right?"

"What I can't understand is why they dare to do this?" Jackson said in confusion. "Does he think that American laws can't punish them?"

"Whatever his reason is, it's a fact," Franklin said. "The fact is that they're going to be in trouble. The police won't let him go, and Fbi won't let him go------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I hope so," Jackson said. He turned to Franklin and asked, "When will Mrs. Mary wake up?"

"You should know that it's not the time," Franklin said. "If Mrs. Mary wakes up at this time and even if she catches him, his purpose will be achieved."

"Yes." Jackson nodded. "I just don't want her to be in trouble."

"Don't worry. There will be no problem."

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded from the door of the room.

"Please come in," Jackson shouted.

A middle-aged woman pushed the door and walked in, saying to Jackson: "Sir, your phone number."

"Who called?"

"The office called. Mr. Cai, deputy minister of the Ministry of Health of China, wanted to talk to you." said the confidential secretary.

"Hmm?" Jackson looked puzzled. "Come on."

"Yes." The woman said. After saying a few words to the other side of the phone, Deputy Minister Cai's phone number came over.

"Hello, Mr. Jackson, I am Citizen Cai." Soon, the voice of a middle-aged man came from the phone. The sound quality was strong and confident. When Jackson was in China, he had dealt with Deputy Minister Citizen Cai, and he could hear his voice at once. He could also distinguish his unique English pronunciation.

Cai Gongmin was the first group of college students after the establishment of the China National Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine. At that time, college students were more willing to learn, like a dry sponge, desperately absorbing water. They not only learned their own professional knowledge, but also learned small languages ​​and other knowledge that their eyes could see. Therefore, among the ministerial-level leading cadres, Cai Gongmin's English proficiency was very good. He did not even need to translate when receiving some foreign guests.

"Hello, Minister Cai." Jackson smiled and greeted Citizen Cai. When he went to China, he asked for help, so his attitude was quite sincere. Now everything is in control, and he guessed that Citizen Cai must have heard of the arrest of Qin Luo and others, and called to plead for Qin Luo and the others. If the other party asked for help, he could naturally grasp his attitude.

Everything is a transaction. As long as both parties are satisfied with the conditions, the transaction will naturally succeed.

"Mr. Vice President, I heard that Qin Luo and his teammates were taken away by FBI?"

"Yes." Jackson said. "Mr. Cai, I need to explain to you what happened. Mr. Qin Luo's treatment failed not only did not restore Mrs. Mary, but instead made her condition worse and vomit blood. According to convention, FBI would ask him to go back for some investigation. But unexpectedly, he not only instructed someone to hurt FBI agent, but also pierced a police chief's palm with a knife. Minister Cai. The situation is very bad now."

"It's really bad," said Citizen Cai. "But I think Mr. Jackson must have a way to protect them."

"Minister Cai, I'm in a difficult situation." Jackson refused. Qin Luo was planning and operational in such a situation. At least, he thought so. How could he help Qin Luo do anything again?

"There will definitely be a solution," said Citizen Cai. "Does Mr. Jackson live with his mother now?"

"Yes," Jackson said.

"If you have time, please go to Mrs. Mary's room to get a copy of the information. It is a small black bag. It should be easy to find under Mrs. Mary's bed------" said Cai.

"What did you do?" Jackson's heart began to sink. Sure enough, they had a backup plan. Moreover, they were in a very fierce situation.

"It was all arranged by Qin Luo. He knew more about the specific matters than me." Cai said. "You can take a look first. I'll wait for you to reply."

After saying that, Citizen Cai ended the call.

"What happened?" Franklin asked. He saw Jackson's face turn gloomy, proving that the conversation between the two sides was unpleasant. "What did he say?"

Jackson did not answer, but ran downstairs quickly.

After breaking into Mrs. Mary's room, Jackson knelt on the floor with his legs regardless of his appearance, then lifted the bed cover and looked inside. Sure enough, he saw a small black box placed there, which was very conspicuous.

Seeing that there was really a box, the last bit of luck in his heart disappeared. His mood became heavier and a little bit of sinister.

"What happened?" Franklin followed and stood at the door and asked.

Jackson reached out to pick up the box, and ran to the study upstairs again.

Franklin was about to follow him, but Jackson blocked the door.

"Franklin, I want to drink coffee. Can you make a cup of coffee for me?" Jackson said in the eyes of the assistant.

"Okay." Franklin knew that Jackson didn't want him to know more about the situation. Although he felt uncomfortable, since their relationship had been exposed and the cracks had appeared, he no longer expected Jackson to obey his own words.

Close the study door, Jackson hurriedly opened the box and found that there was a CD without a cover inside.

He put the CD into his laptop and then clicked on the 'autoplay' function of the audio and video device.

When images of Mrs. Mary's room appeared on the screen, what he was most worried about had already happened-----

The video is not long, less than ten minutes. However, the video of less than ten minutes is enough to push him into the abyss and penetrate into the eighteen levels of hell.

“How did they do it?”

“How did they do it?”

"Damn Franklin------"

He was in a daze, but he punched the office desk with great fierceness.

Bang -------

The teacup on the table pounded, just like his irritable mood at this moment.

"They want to destroy themselves." Jackson grabbed his hair in pain. "They have the ability."

"Just publish this video, he will become a sinner for all mankind."

He looked at the newspaper on his left, which contained photos of Qin Luo from an interview with the media.

At that time, he had already announced that he had failed in treatment, so why could he still laugh so naturally and arrogantly?
Chapter completed!