Chapter 1657: Presidential debate

An hour later, under the witness of many reporters, Terence Bessie was taken to the jǐngchá bureau. ┡『文ΔW@W％W. KeWaiShu. OR:G>
Ronald interrogated himself, and it was over in just ten minutes.
Under Ronald's escort, Terence Bessie came to the prison and saw that there was only one bed inside, and it was only 16 meters long, and she was a little unhappy.
"Chief Ronald, can't you find me a better place? I'm not a criminal."
Ronald said: "Mr. Bessie, you can bear with me for two nights."
Terence Bessie has never been in a place like this since he was a child, and said displeasedly: "Director, you can
Arrange a few guards and put me in the hotel opposite the police station. I won't run anyway. Don't worry, my Terence
I will never forget your kindness to me. "
Ronald thought for a while and said, "Okay. Mr. Bessie, at four o'clock the next morning, I will arrange for someone to pick you up, so as not to attract the attention of the reporters."
Terence Bessie nodded in satisfaction, patted his shoulder and said: "Mr. Ronald is indeed a director who can adapt to changes. I believe you will be able to take a higher position in the future."
Ronald naturally heard that this was the guarantee given to him by the other party, his face almost burst into laughter, and said, "Thank you, and I will ask Mr. Bessie for help in the future."
Under the protection of several guards, Terence Bessie was taken to a hotel only one hundred meters away from the police station. Although it was only a four-star hotel, it was much better than a cell in the police station.
There was an ordinary car not far from the police station. Inside was a young man with a hat, who had been fiddling with a camera in his hand, and photographed Terence Bessie and his party.
"Boss, Terence Bessie was taken to the opposite hotel. I will go over and see which room he is in later?"
"Okay. You kid must do this well. Once it's done, I can give you a million dollars. Did you hear that?"
"Understood, thank you boss."
The man put the camera in the car and walked into the hotel after half an hour.
"I want to open a room and leave tomorrow."
The boss is a fat man in his forties. He heard the words: "I'm sorry, our hotel has already been booked by guests. You should go to another place."
The young man pretended to be displeased and said, "Who is it? There is money to burn. I think I do some dirty things. Boss, you have to be careful."
The fat boss laughed and said, "You kid stop talking nonsense here. Forget it, let me tell you what you are doing. You leave as soon as possible."
The young man had no choice but to go out.
However, he did not leave, but was waiting.
He wanted to know which room Terence Bessie would sleep in.
Until twelve o'clock in the evening, the light in the middle of the second floor came on. There are many people on the curtains.
The young man quickly took several pictures.
After a while, the surrounding rooms turned on lights.
Where can young people not understand the room the target lives in.
With a happy mood, the young man drove home, turned on the computer, and sent the photos to the boss.
Five minutes later, the boss called diànhuà and shouted angrily: "Who asked you to come back? You go back now, and give me 24 hours to watch him closely. Do you understand?"
The young man was taken aback and said: "Okay, boss, I will go back now."
On the other side of diànhuà, a middle-aged white man with a scar on his face looked at the three people with miànjù, and said respectfully: "My subordinates have found the location of the target. A few bosses, do you think?"
The person with the Transformers miànjù directly threw a xiāngzǐ to the boss, with the printed color zhàopiàn, his head would not leave.
The middle-aged boss was very happy. He sent away the three plague gods and returned to open the xiāngzǐ. It turned out to be a whole box of dollars.
When he walked to the lockbox, the middle-aged man put the money in piles, and when he reached the penultimate floor, he suddenly heard a slight noise.
When I took a closer look, I saw a little thing flashing wildly.
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he ran out of the room quickly.
Unfortunately, he was still late.
After only ten steps, the bomb exploded. The strong shock wave directly blew him away, and after breaking the glass, he fell down, hit the body of a car with a "bang", and the whole person could not die anymore.
Fortunately, the power of the bomb is not great, otherwise, the residents upstairs may not be saved.
The three people wearing miànjù left this time after seeing the end of the middle-aged man.
"Boss, I have determined the location of Terence Bessie. He is on the second floor of a hotel. All the clues are clean. When will I start?"
The headed person asked.
"I see, wait for the news."
The next night, the two presidential candidates had a heated debate on television.
The first part is to talk about his own ruling philosophy. Lyle has never been a president, but his excitement is not inferior to Adams. The two were tied.
The second part is free debate time. The two criticized each other's ruling ideas and told their reasons.
Both Lyle and Adams were first-class eloquent people, and they debated for half an hour without a winner.
Seeing that he could not win, Adams finally revealed his shāshǒu: "Whoever becomes president must have a prerequisite. Mr. Lyle, do you know what that is?"
Lyle pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Mr. Adams, there should be more than one prerequisite for the president?"
Adams said: "Other conditions can be postponed, but the physical condition of the future president is the first issue. Mr. Lyle, how is your health?"
There was a tumult in the audience.
"No, maybe Lyle has a problem with his body?"
"If this is the case, then it is a big deal. In any case, we can't let a person with bad health be the president."
"It seems that Adams has obtained Lyle's evidence, otherwise why would he ask such a question."
Ignoring the murmurs of the audience, Lyle chuckled and said, "My body is very good. I can run five miles a day in the morning, which is much better than Mr. Adams.
Adams shook his head and said, "Why does Mr. Lyle deceive himself?"
He took out a receipt and said: "This is a problem that you found when you were in the hospital. You have a very serious heart disease. It's really not suitable for the president's job that is busy every day."
Lyle frowned and said, "Mr. Adams, what you said really makes me feel a little incredible. How could I have a heart attack? Can you show me the diagnosis?"
Adams said: "Let's watch it together."
A lens floated past, hitting the diagnosis book on the big screen, and it did indeed show Lyle's disease, which was undoubtedly a heart disease.
The audience exclaimed.
"Oh, it's true."
"The above is indeed a confirmed case of Lyle."
"Now Adams will have won without a fight."
Adams was very proud in his heart. Everything was in his plan, but his face was calm, looking at Lyle with frowning brows, and said: "Mr. Lyle, I think this diagnosis book is not fake. ?"
Lyle thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "It is true. However, although the name is mine, the disease in the diagnosis book is not mine, but my father's."
Adams frowned, feeling that things seemed to go wrong, and said, "What do you mean?"
Lyle said: "Everyone knows that my father died last year because of a heart attack. In order to reassure him, when I gave him a physical examination, I did not use his name, but my own. I don't believe it. If so, I can go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination tomorrow to prove that there is nothing wrong with my body."
Adams's heart was shaken, his face changed for the first time, and he said, "Isn't that your case?"
Lyle smiled and said: "Of course. If I really have heart disease, how could I still come to the presidential election."
Adams had already sensed that he had been fooled~EbookFREE.me~ The smiling guy in front of him had calculated him.
Lyle said: "Mr. Adams, I want to ask you about the terrorist attack. What is going on with the National Security Agency of the United States of America? In Washington, our capital, Mr. Xiao was hit by rockets, grenades, submachine guns, etc. In the heavy wǔqì attack, even the planes in the airport were blown to pieces, and so many people died. Yesterday even the deputy director of the National Security Agency was killed. The National Security Agency could not even protect its own people. It’s hard to believe how they have the ability to protect our American citizens. As the President of the United States, don’t you feel that you are negligent in social security?"
Adams cheered up and said: "I admit that this was my mistake, which made the American government shame in front of the world. But I promise that everything that happened before will never happen again. Our American government is capable of eliminating all terror. "
Before the words fell, there was a sudden explosion outside, which occurred eight times in just one minute.
Everyone is stupid.
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