LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 469 - 469: 175, have you heard of the Abyss Organization?_2
Chapter 469: 175, have you heard of the Abyss Organization?_2
Furthermore, there is no need to question the authenticity of these two pieces of intelligence, because Miguel knows some insider information, so he is very certain that the intelligence is indeed true.
Take, for example, the first piece of intelligence,
His older brother is infertile, and in order to please their father, he had his wife pretend to be pregnant. Moreover, during the birth, they swapped in a baby boy they had prepared in advance.
Miguel had previously felt that his brother’s son did not resemble him and had even investigated his pregnant sister-in-law, obtaining some evidence in the process.
Unfortunately, “a magic reach that exceeds a righteous height,” just as his subordinates were about to hand him the most crucial evidence, they were unexpectedly involved in a car accident.
The mastermind behind the car accident was undoubtedly his older brother, but since his father valued evidence above all, making a rash move to accuse him would certainly not lead to the outcome he desired.
On the contrary, if his father discovered he was someone who snitched, he would undoubtedly distance himself from him, and might even wish he had never had such a son.
In a large family, familial affection comes at a price, and this is no exception even between father and son.
Now, Miguel had finally obtained tangible evidence, evidence that could completely leave his worthy brother speechless.
This piece of intelligence alone could significantly weaken his brother’s position in their father’s heart.
One’s loss is another’s gain,
After all, if the favored sons, number one and number two, both fall, it would certainly be his turn to rise to the top!
Not only that, but the second intelligence was equally powerful. If he told his father, it would surely change his impression of his second brother.
However, Miguel was very clear that he should not be the one to deliver this intelligence to his father. It would be better to let his father discover it on his own.
Otherwise, the purpose would be too obvious, and it might backfire!
“Mr. Abyss, you are truly my lucky star!” Miguel truly wished he could plant a firm kiss on Lin Mo’s cheek right then.
Don’t blame him for being so excited.
He had been planning a coup for so many years in his heart, never finding an appropriate chance to carry it out. Now finally seeing a glimmer of hope for victory, it’s no wonder Miguel was so thrilled.
If it were someone else, they would be even crazier!
After calming down a bit, Miguel asked impatiently, “Mr. Lin, these two pieces of intelligence are so timely, may I ask what I need to offer in return for hearing them?”
He wanted to offer Lin Mo a certain benefit because only by doing so could he align themselves on the same battlefront.
Only with sufficient exchange of interests can their relationship be the most reliable.
Thinking of continuously getting intelligence from the Abyss Organization, he must learn to invest.
How could Lin Mo not know what he was thinking? In fact, this guy didn’t even intend to hide his thoughts.
Since that was the case, having an open talk was perhaps a good thing!
Lin Mo’s lips curved slightly, and he spoke in a calm tone, “Mr. Miguel, you don’t need to trouble yourself. Since I’ve said I’d help you become the clan leader, I won’t stand by idly in the future.”
“In fact, I have many other pieces of intelligence. It’s just that I can’t tell you right now, and even if I did, it would be useless.”
“The timing is not right. Telling you now would only ruin things.”
“As for the condition of the exchange, you don’t need to do anything, simply ensure that Johnson Hester becomes the Duke.”
“I can tell you now why I want to support him as Duke, because I need to deal with Chen Shanhe and require the help of a Duke.”
His issues with Chen Shanhe are now known by everyone in the world, so Lin Mo has nothing to hide.
Miguel is indeed aware of the situation with Chen Shanhe.
And for him, as long as Lin Mo can help him become the clan leader, what if he wants a stake in America’s interests?
He is good for America, and he has planned and toiled for this country’s sake, so what if he gets a bit of benefit from it?
Miguel rose slowly to his feet, extending his hand with a smile, “Good, it’s a deal. I know what to do next.”
“Mr. Lin, I hope our cooperation will be a pleasant one!”
Lin Mo also stood up and shook his hand.
This handshake represented that, although the votes had not yet been tallied, the next Duke of America had, in effect, already been decided.
….
In the following two days, America became incredibly lively.
On one side, the date of the Duke election was approaching, and on the other, a slew of punishing negative news and negative figures continued to emerge.
More and more big shots were being dealt with, and they all held very high status.
Even the former Duke and his wife were not spared in the end, as they were both temporarily relieved of all duties to cooperate with the investigation of the Chief Justice.
Although they were not really going to prison, the official announcement demanding their cooperation in the investigation also meant that she could no longer compete with Johnson Hester for the position of the Duke.
What was even more astonishing was that no one was suppressing the fervor this time. Instead, the attitude of the current Duke was very ambiguous, as if he had long thought of using this heat to cleanse the political arena.
This strange move naturally provoked a lot of discussions among the news and media.
Some said that the current Duke, Oliver Ma, intentionally released the news to suppress the families and forces opposing him.
Others claimed it was a long-planned act of justice by a hacker.
Regardless of what was said, the discussions attracted more and more people, not just in America, but in other countries as well!
Almost the entire world was paying attention to the outcome of this election.
The changes in the American Duke could alter the fate of many countries and countless people.
Johnson Hester also became extremely busy, having to visit three or four states each day to give speeches and campaign.
And this effort paid off, making his popularity grow higher and higher.
When the results were announced, the whole world witnessed the unexpected: Johnson Hester, always deemed an unlikely candidate, had ultimately become the Duke.
Finally, the thrilling moment had arrived.
America’s renowned Palace Hall, the Duke’s inaugural ceremony.
Journalists from all over the world converged in the hall, holding various photographic equipment, and taking non-stop, frantic photos.
The large screen still displayed the map of America’s 51 states, with the vote count for each state marked on it.
Sitting in the candidates’ seats were three people, among them Clinton Hamilton, whose face was the color of iron, completely devoid of his usual arrogance.
He currently had the highest vote count, but he looked as wilted as a quail.
Having the highest votes was of no use, because Clinton Hamilton knew the American people’s sentiment and he was aware that the numbers on the screen were just from the official polling two days prior.
Clinton Hamilton only hoped that after the Duke election ended, the Liberal Party would spare him and not hold him accountable, allowing him to still live as a respectable wealthy person.
The only thing he couldn’t understand was whether all those families behind the scenes had gone mad?
Why would they pass up on him, an excellent candidate for the Duke, to choose someone with no governing experience?
What exactly did they intend to do?
It was one thing for the Liberal Party’s families, but even the families behind him had tacitly accepted such developments, which really didn’t make sense.
Clinton Hamilton also attempted to ask, but sadly received no answers.
In others’ eyes, he was America’s mighty number three figure, an iron lady commanding respect, but in reality, before those century-old families, he was no different from a tamed dog.
The second candidate was Johnson Hester, who was now the focal point of the journalists’ attention and cameras.
They all knew that unless a cataclysmic event occurred, this man would possess the title of the Duke.
No matter how poor his prior reputation was, or how lowly his actions had been, America was a country that cherished victors and dismissed losers, following an ironclad law of ‘winner takes all.’
What happened before didn’t matter; what mattered was that he was going to be the next Duke.
That was enough.
As for the third candidate, he was merely a foil put forward by the Green Association, as it had always been every term.
At eight in the evening, when the ‘just’ clock rang, the American Chief Justice, dressed in his judicial robe, walked into the center of the great hall under everyone’s gaze, bowed in all directions, then declared in a deep voice, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the site of the 54th Duke election of America.”
“Now, I announce that the final vote tally announcement begins!”