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Chapter 39: Planned Public Opinion Manipulation

"Of course, this plan has high returns and the relative risks are also great. If someone accidentally leaks the news, then all of us will be done!" Ace said lightly.

"That's right!" The warden turned his desk and stayed in front of each hand for a while before lowering his voice: "You know who I am and what kind of means do you have! So don't do stupid things! As long as I overcome this difficulty, I guarantee that everyone will benefit!"

All the prison guards nodded repeatedly, and did not say a word of swearing.

The warden nodded with satisfaction and said with his hands behind his back: "Very good! You all have to follow Ace's arrangement for this matter. For the effect of the incident, I allow you to use all our resources, but that big black Luxembourg must be saved for me. That is our life-saving medicine..."

"Sir! Sir! Not good!"

Before the warden finished his words, his personal assistant rushed in from outside in panic and shouted: "Sir, fifty or sixty media have come to you at the same time and ask you to explain the time of the canteen riot today. They have exact materials on their hands showing that the incident caused the fact that six people died and dozens of people were injured. And..."

"Oh,!" The warden slammed the desk violently, then swept all the documents and items to the ground, and his eyes were red and he stepped on the kicks and scolded: "Don't they know who is contributing to society? Without me, New York would be at least ten times more chaotic. Every day, just looking for scandal loopholes, can't we report things that are meaningful to society? These bastards are simply demons of hell, and God should really kill them all..."

"That, sir?" said carefully.

"What are you doing?" the warden cursed: "Do you still think I'm not unlucky enough now? What else is there to do?"

Zhui looked at the deformed face of his boss at the beginning and quickly lowered his head and said, "In addition to the media, the mayor is also here. He is waiting outside!"

"I..." The warden couldn't breathe and fainted.

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"Just yesterday, an incredible scandal broke out in the prison system in New York. A prisoner named Wilson Luxembourg induces a melee of six deaths and dozens of casualties in the cafeteria. The injuries of two of the dead are no longer described in words. At this point, we have to question not only that such large cases can occur in prisons, so are the ordinary citizens living in cities more dangerous? Can the police system still have new people?" --- The New York Times.

"The people who are detained in prisons are all dangerous elements. It seems that it is not incomprehensible to have dangerous elements gathered together to do some dangerous things. But what we cannot forgive is the indulgence of prison administrators for this situation. According to statistics, more than one-third of prison administrators in the United States do not stop fighting among prisoners, and even some remote areas are organized by the authorities to make high profits with real combat videos of prisoners. Oh my God! This is simply a fascist revival! Can't our government do something?"———Le Monde.

"According to the masters, after the canteen incident, the management group headed by the warden quickly passed a plan. If this plan is successfully implemented, then in three days, more than 50 criminals will be "escaped" in the prison, the weakest midnight guard in the prison. The consequences will not only make the New York Police Department's efforts in half a year gone by, but also keep our mayor from a dead end. Are you as chilling as I do here? Yes, if a government does not work for the people, but does it all the time for its own interests, then our lives will be no longer safe. Especially those prisoners who are used as pawns, do they have no human rights?" ----Washington Daily.

"This incident is not accidental. It is the product of years of intensification of conflicts between the prison and the government system. According to the information we have obtained, since the 21st century, the prison funding in my New York City has not increased again. Everyone knows that the current means of crime are changing with each passing day. Shouldn't it be strengthened as a shield for defense? I hope that this incident triggered the largest joint appeal of lawyers in history and will give everyone a satisfactory answer!"———Pioneer.

"That boy is a big mess!" Wang An put down the newspaper in his hand, leaned on the sofa with his hands on his pillow, and said, "No of these dozens of newspapers is not talking about this."

Cao Hong looked at the warden's embarrassing posture on TV, blew the cigarette in his hand and said, "The preparations are almost done, it's your turn!"

Wang Andao: "Is it necessary to be so careful? Just ask two people to grab them?"

Cao Hong shook his head and said, "The incident is so big. Can the police be spared by the culprit? At that time, there will definitely be a lot of police officers following the car, and there may even be tricks of real and fake convoys!"

"Leave this to me!" Zhu suddenly appeared beside him and bowed in a pretentious manner, "I guarantee that I won't disappoint you!"

Cao Hong said without comment: "Thank you, but you still got us back and cracked the operation permissions of the plane! That is an important prop in the plan. If you can't use it, it will take a lot of trouble."

"Don't worry!" Zhu curled his lips disdainfully, "Although the situation where the basic language has been changed is complicated, my computing power is definitely not a problem."

"That's good!" Cao Hong nodded and said to Wang An: "Have the stone not arrived yet?"

Wang An reached out to touch the phone and said, "It's fast, you know that at his speed there is no room for urging you."

Cao Hong spread his hands and said, "I didn't urge me, I was just curious. I remember that he didn't take a few hours to go in Ireland last time. How did he go crazy this time? Are you skydiving in the Alps? Or are you flying with someone in Switzerland?"

"This time it seems like I'm driving a mine truck at the mine manager!" Wang An shrugged and said, "I don't know either. You know, although this kid doesn't speak much, he plays with high-end things, and we don't understand!"

"Don't bring me with me! I know a little more!"

Wang An was so happy that he said, "Okay, you guys are all great, I'm the only one who is a rustic!"

As soon as the words were finished, the phone rang.

The two of them were delighted at the same time and said, "He is here!"

Wang An stood up and went downstairs, and walked over with someone in one minute.

This man is about 1.8 meters tall and has a well-proportioned figure. But no matter where you look, he gives people a strong feeling, as if he is Bruce Lee on the screen.

Cao Hong stood up, nodded to the man and said, "Here you come!"

The man didn't speak, but nodded, sat directly on the sofa and began to unload his equipment.

Cao Hong looked at him quickly filling the table one by one, and asked Wang An for a long time speechlessly: "Why do I look familiar with his equipment?"

Wang An rolled his eyes and said, "How can you not look familiar? Miner, this kid flew over without changing his clothes. Nong! The parachute is still on the roof of your room now!"

Cao Hong looked at Shi Tou, twitched his lips and said, "It's worthy of being lightning, this is just a hurry!"

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At the same time, the director and several senior agents were also in the New York Police Department.

"What? Transfer to prison? I don't agree!" a man in his thirties shouted.

"Will, you have to see the current situation clearly. The canteen incident has attracted the attention of the whole society. Do you know how many calls are called every day to scold the police for being incompetent? We have no choice!" The director explained with a heartbroken look.

"Then I don't agree!" Agent Will said: "Sir, do you know how many people escape from prison because they are transferred to prison? One in fifteenth! We can't take this risk!"

"In fact! We can!" Another agent in a suit and tie calmed down his tie with a reserved effect: "The impact of this matter has exceeded the previous half. It is no longer a matter of one person or an institution, but of the entire American politics."

Agent Will looked at him coldly and said, "What the hell do you want to say? Mosca."

Mosca smiled slightly and said, "Don't be so excited, Will. I know that you not only lost your partner in the process of capturing Luxembourg, but also failed to save a hostage..."

"Bastard, what are you going to say?" Before he finished speaking, Will jumped up excitedly.

The director quickly smoothed out and said, "Okay OK! Calm down, Will! Mosca means that Luxembourg is the target now. As long as he is in New York for one day, we can't get rid of the awkward position behind the target. But as long as he is transferred to prison, we can pull out of this quagmire, and the previous contribution is definitely a lot!"

"But..." Will was very unwilling.

"Okay, OK! Will," Mosca interrupted, "If you are still emphasizing the nonsense of the probability of jailbreak, then I'm going to ask you. Do you want to put all the criminals you caught in New York prison?"

"This is impossible!" Another person nodded and said: "Transferring prisons is an important means in prison management, and slapping food because of choking is the behavior of the timid!"

"What did you say?!" Will said angrily: "Who did you say is a coward? Who are you?"

"Will! Will!!" the director shouted sternly: "This is the police station, not your home! Look at how you look, are you still like a policeman?"

The director was angry, and Will bowed his head and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, the tone of voice immediately changed to a serious tone: "Okay, I know you are worried, but this is the decision above that cannot be changed. If you are worried, then I will approve you to take a team of people to escort the whole process. Is this OK?"

Will knew that he could only reach this point and nodded, "Thank you, sir!"

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