Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Chapter 461: 171, Lin Mo's Trump Card!_2



Chapter 461: 171, Lin Mo's Trump Card!_2

Chapter 461: 171, Lin Mo’s Trump Card!_2

This was a chasm he would never be able to cross in his lifetime!

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Johnson Tower, top floor.

CEO’s office.

Lin Mo sat in the CEO’s exclusive chair, admiring the American snowscape through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, as well as the palace that countless people regarded as sacred.

Johnson Hester stood beside him, his expression revealing anxiety. He tried to speak several times but held back, until he finally couldn’t help but say, “Mr. Lin, the voting results just came out, and they are very unfavorable for us.”

“Now Hamilton has obtained 242 votes, and there are still some swing states and Conservative Party strongholds that haven’t reported results.”

“If we count all of those, Hamilton’s vote count would have already surpassed the necessary number to become the Duke. What should we do?”

When competing against Hamilton, Hester had no confidence at all, nor did he have any family or power to rely on.

All he could rely on was this young-looking man from Grand Xia before him.

But…

Johnson Hester truly couldn’t understand, even at this point, if he still had any chance of winning.

As long as Hamilton didn’t withdraw, there was basically no chance of winning.

As for getting Hamilton to withdraw?

How could that be possible…

Let alone her, even her husband, the former Duke, would definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

Lin Mo did not rush to answer Hester’s question, but instead asked back, “Have you completed all the things I asked you to do?”

Johnson Hester answered truthfully, “They’re basically completed. It’s impossible for you to control the mainstream media, but the American public has a very broad range of information sources, not limited to domestic media.”

“Some foreign media, especially social software like the international version of Douyin, or Twitter, disseminate news very widely, and they are not much influenced by the Clinton family.”

“I just want to tell you that I have also tried to spread negative information about Hamilton before, but I was not successful.”

“Their family’s ability to whitewash is too strong. Even if it’s a big news story, after their dissemination, it will be reduced to a level the voters can accept. After all, this is America, a country with a very high degree of freedom.”

Lin Mo could deeply relate to this.

For example, celebrities or officials consuming certain banned substances, in Grand Xia that would be enough for detention or mandatory rehabilitation, at the very least a complete ban, never to be allowed to appear in any media again.

But in this magical country of America, not only would there be no punishment, but it could also become some sort of talking point.

As for issues like promiscuity or harassing female subordinates, these were often outright ignored by many people.

She only made a mistake that anyone could make, what crime did she commit?

Lin Mo tapped on the office desk and said indifferently, “I will handle these matters. You just need to do as I tell you.”

If the news isn’t explosive enough, it’s of course very easy to be suppressed or to have its core contents twisted to minimize the issue.

But what if it is explosive enough?

That’s right,

Lin Mo held in his hands many negative news stories about Hamilton as well as evidence of their family’s crimes, but now was not the time to release them.

Because the election hadn’t reached a critical moment yet; releasing this information now could lead to unexpected developments over time.

Trump cards can only be played at the moment that guarantees a decisive kill!

Hum… Hum Hum…

Just as Johnson Hester was about to say something else, his phone suddenly began to ring.

He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Johnson Hester glanced at Lin Mo, and after getting permission, he answered the phone and turned on the speaker.

A voice that both of them knew all too well rang out.

“Hester, hello, I am Hamilton’s husband, I think you should know who I am.”

Hamilton’s husband?

Which former Duke?

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Why did he suddenly call me?

What does this mean?

Johnson Hester muted his cell phone and looked at Lin Mo again, “Mr. Lin, what should we do now?”

This is exactly why Lin Mo had decided to help a political novice compete for the position of Duke—the man had no one else to rely on, meaning he could only consult with Lin Mo whenever an issue arose.

Easy to control!

The same situation had played out many times in the history of Grand Xia.

“Don’t panic. They probably just want to meet with you. Just go as you normally would,” Lin Mo said calmly and added, “You only need to do your job, and as for the rest of the troubles, including Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton, I will take care of them for you.”

“Show some confidence, Duke Hester of the future!”

Johnson Hester now trusted Lin Mo unconditionally. Hearing what he said, Hester nodded, turned on the sound of his cell phone and said solemnly, “Mr. Elg, both your wife and I are candidates for Duke, and your decision to call me at this time doesn’t seem very wise.”

Elg replied with a smile, “You misunderstand, Mr. Hester. My wife and I simply wish to invite you over to talk about America’s future.”

“I believe you would be very interested in this matter, and we happen to be in the palace close to your company.”

“Buddy, don’t you want to come in and take a look ahead of time?”

His tone was relaxed, showing no hint of threat or rudeness, as if it was truly a call from an old friend wanting to catch up after many years.

But Johnson Hester was not a fool—he could clearly sense the provocation in Elg’s words and the real implication of choosing the palace as the location for their talk.

Ha,

Was it not just to humiliate him, an idiot who had never been inside but still dreamt of ascending to the top in one leap?

Of course, Hester did not want to go, but seeing Lin Chen slowly nodding, he could only grit his teeth and say, “Fine, I was actually looking forward to visiting you both, so we’ll meet later.”

Beep… beep beep…

The call ended, and Hester asked, “Mr. Lin, what do I need to do when I get there?”

“This seems like the Hongmen Banquet you Grand Xia people speak of. If they arrest me on some charge, how should I handle it?”

Similar incidents had occurred in previous Duke elections.

In this magical country, the more critical the moment, the more likely it is for something that defies all expectations to happen.

Moreover, Johnson Hester wasn’t exactly untouchable. To become the CEO of the Johnson family, he had engaged in many unsavory activities in the past.

If Elg and his wife got their hands on any evidence, they would have every reason to get the CIA or a federal judge involved and investigate him.

Although a candidate has immunity, it would undeniably have a significant impact on him.

He would then be even less able to compete for the position of Duke.

The Johnson family was now actually at a historic crossroads: if they failed to secure the title of Duke, they might face retribution in the future.

After all, Hester had drawn attention this time and naturally attracted discontent from many people.

Lin Mo responded, “Just go. They will soon be too busy dealing with bigger problems to worry about you.”

“Go ahead, don’t keep them waiting too long.”

Johnson Hester nodded, said nothing more, and left the room.

In the vast office, only Lin Mo was left alone.

He gazed through the window at the slowly setting sun and calculated the time in his mind.

Only two days remained until the end of the voting.

It was time to move against Mr. and Mrs. Elg, after all with America’s land spanning over ten million square kilometers, even explosive news needed time to spread.

Lin Mo took out his cell phone, composed a message, and sent it to his subordinates and the deep-web entity known as Dark.

[The action begins!]

But behind those four simple words lay the kind of news that could overturn the most powerful country in the world.

Lin Mo stood up, positioned himself in front of the vast floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the renowned palace nearby, muttering to himself, “Bear-gate… Email-gate… How would you deal with both of these pieces of news at the same time, Your Excellency?”

“Oh, by the way, Mr. Elg, and Mrs. Hamilton, it seems you also had a… very good time on that little island!”

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