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- The weather in New York is a little cold this year, but that doesn't stop anyone from dreaming of getting rich.
In fact, it is not that no one has discovered the problem, but people always have some illusions, thinking that they will definitely not be the last person to take over in the game of drumming and passing flowers.
¡°Everyone is stupid, only you are the smartest person. It is this kind of mentality that makes this dangerous game about to reach its peak.
But who cares?
Standing in the warm office. Elliot held a glass of gin and stared out the window. He didn't like gin before, but after spending time with the Baron, he gradually started to like it.
People will always influence each other.
His assistant Paris walked in quietly, moving very gently, just as cautiously as Eliot back then. Elliot smiled: "How's it going, Paris?"
"Ah, everyone is going crazy about housing contracts, and the stock market is rising again and again in this atmosphere" Paris said in an unpleasant tone, and then changed the subject: "But starting yesterday , someone suddenly began to sell several very valuable houses, such as the one on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan"
Elliot suddenly said: "191 West 11th Street, Fifth Avenue, Manhattan?"
Paris was startled. He had to look at the information in his hand to confirm: "Ah, yes, 191 West 11th Street, Fifth Avenue, Manhattan. How did you know?"
"He's back. He's in New York now." Elliot drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "Really, he has really arrived in New York. Ah, but why didn't he order me to see him?"
"Are you talking about the Baron?" Paris asked cautiously.
"Baron, the Baron I've been waiting for" Eliot couldn't control his feelings at all: "191 West 11th Street, Fifth Avenue, Manhattan, and then there are a lot of them in Brooklyn and Queens. Real estateah, the baron already knows what I want to doso he also started to do it"
"You said that the Baron knew what happened without meeting you?" Paris hesitated.
"Parris, Baron doesn't even need to meet you to know what will happen." Elliot's tone was filled with immense pride, as if these things were his own glory: "His magic is beyond your imagination. No, even what I am doing now is completely based on what I learned from the Baron. I think the Baron must have some ideas if he doesn¡¯t want to see me for the time being. He must inform Mr. Morgan and Mr. Rockefeller immediately and I will have a meeting with them immediately. "
"Yes, sir, I'll call right away."
Watching Paris walk out, Elliot poured himself another glass of wine, a full glass of wine. He came to the window again. There is some fog on the windows. He seemed to see the Baron's face emerging from the mist.
The Baron is back, and soon everything will be on the right track again
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The White House, January 1966.
"Mr. President, the stock market continues to skyrocket, and housing contracts are about to spiral out of control."
"Can't you control it?" William Wittgenstein, the youngest president in American history, turned his head.
"I have convened many meetings with experts in this field, but have not found a good solution." Turner, the president's senior staff, said somewhat helplessly: "We cannot use the power of the government to interfere. Otherwise, this will Let our country fall into chaos early.¡±
William was silent for a moment: "I saw with my own eyes the terrible stock market crash in August 1942. The entire American financial industry collapsed completely, and no one could save it, no one. And this is nothing more than a replica of 1942 ¡±
William sighed. He knew what was about to happen, but even as the president of the United States, he could not stop the crazy market at all.
Unless, there is someone here who can solve it
"This is all the information we can collect." Turner placed a stack of documents in front of the president: "I think something we don't want to see will happen soon."
William flipped through these documents, and then his eyes quickly stopped: "191 West 11th Street, Fifth Avenue, Manhattan? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"Ah, I think so, these documents have been checked repeatedly." Turner said with certainty.
"He's back." William said suddenly.
Turner felt a little strange, not because he was wondering who the president was talking about, but because he found that the president's voice was trembling.
In his impression, although the president is young, he isHe was brave, determined, and never bowed in the face of setbacks. It was these excellent qualities that allowed him to defeat powerful opponents and become the youngest president in American history.
"It was a three-story, retro-style house." William said in a daze: "The decoration inside is not luxurious, but it can give people a warm feeling. It is a real home. In the past, every time I met When something unpleasant happens, I always go there and sit there for a while, and then my worries are gone. Ah, I remembered that once, I stayed there for three whole days, and the housekeeper-style Lao Fu was there. Sir, he would always bring me a cup of hot Chinese tea with a few pieces of my favorite biscuits, and then leave silently, never bothering me. Later, Mr. Ford died. I always feel like something is missing there, and I¡¯ve never been there again"
Turner doesn¡¯t know why the president talks about these things
"After Aunt Hermione passed away, Elliot has been taking care of the house there" William's eyes gradually narrowed.
"Is that what he sold too?"
"No, no matter how bold Elliot is, he would never dare to sell these properties." William said coldly, and then his tone became full of emotion again: "Only one person is qualified to do this. He's back. He's really back."
Turner swore that if there was no one else in the office, the president would cry
"Financial collapse may not be a bad thing at this time." William quickly pulled his thoughts back. He is the president of the United States and will not give up on business because of personal feelings: "This has been proven many times. The war will be a great stimulus at homeTurner. How are things going at the front?"
"Mr. President, it's a bit frustrating." Turner said regretfully: "Everything was going according to plan, but the sudden appearance of the skeleton baron changed the situation on the battlefield. The German troops in Berlin, North Africa, and the Middle East successively launched He fought back and was victorious. What's even weirder is that the Skeleton Baron always appears on the battlefield on time What makes us frustrated is that we don't know how he does it. We can't even stop the counterattack under our personal command, but I think we don't need to worry"
"Are you trying to say that based on the current balance of power between the two countries, we don't have to worry about whether we will win?" William smiled: "No, you are wrong. You have never experienced the horror of the Baron. He has a strange and mysterious Miraculous power. It can make many impossible things happen inadvertently. During the Battle of Montfaucon, 900,000 Allied troops surrounded him, but he miraculously left, and he has not done so until now. People can figure out how he left. No one expected him to appear on the Demyansk battlefield in World War II, but he just appeared and led despair in his own way. The Germans were victoriousTurner, never underestimate this man, there is no match for any of us"
For some reason, Turner always felt that the President's words seemed to show special admiration for the Skeleton Baron But if you think about it carefully, in the United States and Europe, the Skeleton Baron has a large number of admirers and followers, maybe , Mr. President may be one of them.
"So you mean we can't win?"
"No, you are wrong again." William said calmly: "He is very powerful. He can lead the troops to victory on local battlefields in desperate situations, but he will never be able to achieve a major reversal. General Westmoreland has already obtained For the reinforcements he wants, he will launch a new offensive before the end of February, and will launch attacks in the Middle East and North Africa at the same time. Even if the Baron really has three heads and six arms, he will never be able to deal with so many wars at the same time. It will end with Allied victory soon!"
Turner was relieved now. Just now, he thought the president was desperate.
"Go and do what you need to do, ah, call Hoover."
"Yes, Mr. President."
Not long after, FBI Director Hoover appeared in the Oval Office.
This is a legendary figure.
John Edgar Hoover, his fame far exceeds that of a movie star, and his power is beyond the reach of the president. He is a symbol of an era.
In 1924, Hoover, who was still a young lawyer in the Department of Justice, was appointed director of the Department of Justice. No one would have thought that he had been in this position for 42 years.
Hoover knew how to keep secrets, which was the real reason for his success. Not only did he know the secrets, but no one knew exactly which secrets he knew. No president dared to fire Hoover because no president knew that HooverWhat does Buddha know? This is the biggest intimidation for the president
But William was never afraid of Hoover, because he saw a more amazing person than Hoover. In that person's eyes, what Hoover did was probably just childish.
"How are things going?" William glanced at Hoover and asked calmly.
"Martin Luther King is under my close surveillance." Hoover replied equally coldly: "He is still supporting and instigating strikes. After he delivered the "I Have a Dream" speech, his reputation increased. It has reached its peak and a large number of supporters have gathered around him.¡±
"I have a dream." William smiled: "We came to this holy place to remind the United States that now is a very urgent moment. Now is by no means the time to talk about calming down or taking the sedative of gradualism. Now is the time to realize democracy. Time for Promise. Now is the time to climb from the desolate and dark valley of segregation to the bright road of racial equality. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God¡¯s children. Now is the time to rescue our nation from the quicksand of racial injustice. When it comes time to come out and place yourself on the rock of brotherhood"
Hoover also laughed. He knew when to be cold and when to laugh.
This is part of Martin Luther King¡¯s ¡°I Have a Dream¡± speech, and the President recited it casually.
He knows very well that although President William is the youngest president in the history of the United States. But his age should never be blinded. No one else can know his true inner thoughts.
"This is a dangerous guy, and we cannot relax our surveillance of him for a moment." William stopped smiling: "Many times, a mouth can be worth a hundred thousand troops. The former head of state of Germany, Adolf Hitler, relied on himself His outstanding speeches helped him establish unparalleled prestige in Germany."
"Yes, Mr. President." Hoover hesitated for a moment, then finally said: "We have received unconfirmed news that perhaps Adolf Hitler is not dead."
"What?" William, who had always been very calm, finally screamed out.
Hoover smiled bitterly: "Unconfirmed news. I'm asking people to investigate, but this is probably beyond the authority of the asshole."
"No, this is absolutely impossible to happen" William just said this, and quickly overturned his own thoughts: "Why is it impossible to happen? He is back too, Adolf Hitler Why can't he die? Is it his fault?"
"You're talking about Ernst Brahm?" Hoover quickly guessed who "he" was.
William did not answer directly: "Hoover, I know that investigating these things is beyond the authority of the asshole, but I give you special rights now. You must find out in the shortest possible time whether Hitler is still alive."
"Yes. I will try my best to find out."
"There is still something very important for you to do." William paused, opened his drawer, and took out a photo from it. He seemed to cherish the photo very much and stared at it for a long time before giving it to Hoover.
Hoover took it over. The photo was already yellowing and had been there for many years. The photo shows a young man and woman.
"The woman is Countess Leonie." William said slowly: "I think you can guess who the man is."
"Baron Skeleton?" Hoover blurted out in surprise.
"Yes. Ernst Alexson von Brahm."
Hoover¡¯s surprise could no longer be expressed in words.
Everyone in Europe and the United States knows the Baron Skeleton, but the strange thing is that the Baron did not leave any frontal photos, but a reporter once took a profile photo of him.
Although everyone knows the Baron's reputation, not many people really know what he looks like. What I didn't expect was that the president actually had a photo of the skeleton baron.
William knew very well that this was the only photo of Baron Alexson in the world. It was taken by him and his mother. Then, his mother gave it to him. Whenever he thinks of his parents, he will always take it out. this picture.
"Baron Skeleton has arrived in the United States, and is in New York."
William¡¯s words surprised Hoover even more. Even he was not aware of this situation. How did the president learn about it?
Now, Hoover feels that Mr. President is even more mysterious
"Send someone to find a way to find him." William looked at the ruthless director: "But you are not allowed to hurt him, and you must bring him to the White House safely. Mr. Hoover, I must remind you that I am not allowed toHarm means not using any means of huge profit against him, not even a little bit. "
"Yes, Mr. President, I will try my best to do it." Although Hoover felt a little strange, he agreed without hesitation.
"Actually, you may not be able to catch him." William suddenly smiled: "Hundreds of thousands of troops can't catch him. I don't really believe that a dick can do it. Unless he wants to enter the White House himself. "
"Oh, Mr. President, he is not that capable of appearing in front of you and hurting you."
"You are wrong." William smiled again: "If he is willing, no one can stop him. And there is no need to worry, he will not hurt anyone here."
Having said this, he calmed down and said, "Okay, Mr. Hoover, go and do your thing."
When Hoover left here, William fell into deep thought again. In fact, what he wanted to say just now was not "he will not hurt anyone here", but "he will never hurt himself."
No father in the world would hurt his son.
Over the years, he has been thinking about his father all the time, both in his dreams and when he is awake. Like any son, he wants his father to be by his side.
He worships his father more crazily than anyone else. In his heart, his father is God. Even though he has now become the President of the United States, he still thinks so.
The moment his father left him, he felt like he was about to collapse. He wanted to tell his father not to leave. If he could not leave, he would pay any price.
But my father finally left
He doesn¡¯t hate his father for being ruthless, because his father is a great man and he has many things to do. People like him will not be burdened by the family.
The only thing he hates is the country his father has served for so many years! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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