While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 871 After success
"Mr. Jefferson, in fact, if you are not too reclusive and cautious, I would like to communicate with you in a more peaceful way."

The plain and friendly words were heard by Jefferson who had just untied him, but they were like the whisper of a devil, making him feel a deep sense of fear for no reason.

Song He saw Jefferson looking at him timidly, nodded with satisfaction, and continued calmly: "To be honest, if you follow the normal process, theoretically you should die now."

"But in my opinion, you still have the value of living. After all, you have proved by your excellent intelligence channels that you have amazing talents in buying others and obtaining commercial secrets."

"So, I hope I can keep in touch with you and buy some information from you for my use when I need it. What do you think?"

Jefferson, who was sitting paralyzed under a tree, heard the words, and the heart in his throat was slightly relieved. Even though he still couldn't see Song He's appearance clearly because of the heavy night, he tried his best to show his cooperation. Even surrender.

However, he was in a very poor state at this time, dizzy, dizzy and weak. Not only did he have an awkward and forced expression, but he was a little slurred when he spoke: "I... must... try my best... to cooperate..."

Song He waited until Jefferson struggled to finish a sentence, then nodded with a smile and said: "Since you persistently and sincerely asked to join us, it would be unreasonable for us to refuse."

"And when you join us, you will naturally abide by our rules. From now on, we hope that you can focus all your attention on the intelligence collection of Weiguo."

"As for other countries, please stop conducting intelligence gathering activities without our permission, understand?"

Jefferson hurriedly agreed after hearing the words, while Song He threw a small backpack to Jefferson who was slumped on the ground, turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

"Mr. Jefferson, the bag contains water, a compass and some necessities for survival in the wild. Whether you can use them to get back to the city depends on your luck..."

The words that gave Jefferson a glimmer of hope for survival floated far away, making Jefferson, who was severely frightened, relax a little bit.

And as Song He gradually went away, an inexplicable and frightening silence was restored in the still dark woods.However, this kind of silence, in the heart of Jefferson who subconsciously clenched his backpack, was far more reassuring than that of the demonic Song He.

On the other side, Song He took out his motorcycle immediately after getting away from the woods on the bank of the small river, and galloped towards the city without stopping, and finally arrived at Jefferson's house before dawn.

After looking around at the house with closed doors and windows, Song He, who was not in the mood to unlock it slowly, pouted and came to a window, took out a glass knife and drew a circle on the glass, and pressed his gloved palm against the glass with force. push.

Kara!
There was a slight cracking sound, and a small hole appeared in the glass instantly.

Song He reached in and opened the lock directly, then quietly pushed the window in and rummaged around.

Soon, Song He found the safe that Jefferson mentioned.After opening according to the password provided by the other party, the things hidden in the safe were instantly revealed, but Song He raised his eyebrows in surprise!

I saw stacks of documents and files neatly stacked in the huge safe, which almost filled up the safe that was nearly one person tall!

Looking carefully, Song He suddenly found that Jefferson had sorted out the documents and files by category. He said professionally in secret, and started to put the things in the safe into the ring.

Soon, after putting all the documents and files into the ring, two notebooks, one red and one black, appeared on the innermost side of the safe, but they were Jefferson's intelligence channels and the records of his intelligence actions.

Without thinking about stuffing the two notebooks into the ring, Song He disassembled the monitoring memory disk in the house, and then left quietly.

Back at the hotel, Song He carefully looked at everything in the ring, and after confirming that it was safe, he let out a long breath and lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, after breakfast, Song He, who was dressed relaxed, bought a few newspapers and read them while drinking tea, looking relaxed and relaxed.

But when he was enjoying this rare leisure time, Liu Yun suddenly called.

"Boss, did you succeed last night?" Liu Yun, who didn't know what happened last night, asked curiously: "How about that Jefferson?"

"It's done." Song He put down the newspaper and leaned on the back of the chair, easily recounted what he did last night, and said with a smile: "As for Jefferson, he should be coming out of the forest soon."

"Boss, you really are a pervert!" Liu Yun exclaimed, and then wondered: "Since everything is in hand, why don't you come back?"

"There are several newspapers in front of me. Do you know what they are?" Song He glanced at the newspapers on the table, stood up with a chuckle, and announced the answer: "The "Guardian" that publishes our confidential documents, and The "He Bao" that doesn't deal with the "Guardian" very well."

"Now that the George Cramp matter is settled, it's time to deal with The Guardian."

Liu Yun on the other end of the phone suddenly became excited when he heard this, and asked in an eager tone: "Boss, what conspiracy are you planning to play again? Count me in! I'll give you a [-]% discount on the service fee!"

Song He Wenyan complained angrily: "If I remember correctly, my supreme membership is already [-]% off!"

"That's [-]% off!" Liu Yun gritted his teeth and lowered the discount again, and then changed the subject as if afraid of Song He's bargaining: "Boss, what are you going to do?"

Song He couldn't help but laugh when he saw Liu Yun being so stingy. He immediately picked up the newspaper and flipped through it while asking casually: "Do you know what the soil is that allows a newspaper to survive and grow?"

Without even thinking about it, Liu Yun blurted out to probe, "News? Gossip?"

"Forget about being lazy, can't your old man use his brain well?" Song He complained, and said seriously: "Whether a newspaper can survive depends entirely on whether there are readers who are willing to spend money to buy their newspaper."

"Boss is right!" Liu Yun agreed with a bachelor, and then asked curiously: "Boss, are you going to kill the readers of "Guardian"?"

"Damn! If you say you don't use your brain, you just throw it away!" Song He cursed with a smile, and said slowly: "Whether it is traditional media or new media, their nature is to please readers, so as to expand themselves. readership."

"After so many years of operation, the Guardian newspaper has long had a fixed readership. At the same time, due to the style of the newspaper's articles, readers who are loyal to them are naturally consistent with the concept of the Guardian."

"And what I want to do is to make the readers of "The Guardian" hate this newspaper and kick it out of the circle of Dingguo's mainstream media."

Liu Yun thoughtfully said, "That means you want to bully a group of people, Boss?"

"It's not yin, it's group consciousness guidance." Song He said grandly: "Besides, the majority of readers of the Guardian have the right to know the truth."

Liu Yun laughed excitedly: "I don't know if they can see the truth, I just know they will be tricked."

(End of this chapter)