It is hard to imagine that Bill Gates would be killed on the spot by American police in his own home, but in the nineteenth century, it is not surprising that this kind of thing happened, after all, in this era when even the head of state is regularly assassinated, it is not surprising that anything happens.

If the death of the Cornelius father and son sounded the death knell of the decline of the Vanderbilt family, then the death of Paul Vanderbilt directly foreshadowed the complete decline of the Vanderbilt family, especially after the New York City Police Department held a special press conference on the matter.

"Yes, we already have enough evidence to prove that the deaths of Cornelius Vanderbilt and William Vanderbilt were related to Paul Vanderbilt, and when our officers went to Paul Vanderbilt's house to investigate, Paul Vanderbilt had a premonition that his crime was about to be revealed, so he resisted with arms and was shot dead by our officers." Bresta personally attended the press conference and blamed Paul Vanderbilt for all the mistakes.

As soon as Bresta's words fell, the arms asking for questions immediately stood like a forest, and the anxious reporter couldn't bear to break the mood, and couldn't wait to ask questions.

"Mr. Director, I heard that you killed Paul Vanderbilt with your own hands, is that so?"

"Mr. Director, are you saying that Paul Vanderbilt murdered his father and brother?"

"Mr. Director, Paul Vanderbilt's butler and lawyer say that Paul Vanderbilt died in a dastardly conspiracy, what does this conspiracy refer to?"

"Mr. Director, does Paul Vanderbilt's death have anything to do with the Vanderbilt family's deal with Enfield, England?"

There were so many reporters who wanted to ask questions, and many voices were mixed together, like a thousand ducks squeezed into the venue, and Bresta had difficulty even hearing the questions clearly, let alone answering.

"Gentlemen, please be in order." Hardy Sam, the moderator of the press conference, tried to keep order in the room, but his voice was drowned out by the noise of questions.

"Alright, gentlemen, let's all be decent, you are now behaving like a bunch of drunken women, can you still consciously maintain order at the press conference? If you do this again, then I will disqualify him from the next press conference. "Bresta still has a way, and the venue immediately quiets down.

As is customary, Time magazine reporters may be the first to ask questions.

"Mr. Director, you just said that Paul Vanderbilt was involved in the deaths of Mr. Cornelius and Mr. William, do the police have any evidence now?" Time Magazine's chief reporter, Cliffor Ellis, has a sharp question.

As the largest magazine in the United States, Time Magazine has a special status in almost all press conferences, whether it is the New York City Police Department, the New York City Government, or even the press conference in Washington, the first question often belongs to Time Magazine.

In this regard, although many reporters slander in their hearts, they dare not complain on the surface, as an industry leader, "Time" has an unparalleled status in the news industry, this status is really supported by sales, absolutely not mixed with water, so this has become the unspoken rule of almost all press conferences.

"Yes, we have some evidence now, but we can't release it yet, given that the investigation is not yet over, but I promise that in due course, all the truth will be revealed, but for now, please be patient." Bresta is conclusive, as to whether there is evidence or not, and the veracity of the evidence, only he knows.

"Mr. Director, Paul Vanderbilt's butler Mabel had gone to Washington yesterday, and before leaving, she said that she must seek justice for Paul Vanderbilt, and Mabel also claimed that Paul Vanderbilt died in a conspiracy, and Paul was designed to die, even by murder, what do you think of Mabel's words?" The second problem comes from the neutral New York Evening News, which is second only to Time magazine in sales and has a significant influence in New York.

Although Bresta claimed that Paul Vanderbilt's death was self-inflicted, in Mabel's view, Paul Vanderbilt was murdered by Brest, and in New York, Mabel was sure that she could not get the justice she wanted, so Mabel went to Washington yesterday to try to find the upper echelons to save Paul Vanderbilt's reputation.

Well, thanks to the 200,000 New Yorkers who participated in the clean-up of the snow disaster, the snow has finally stopped, traffic has been restored, but the snow in the city has not been cleared, the effects of the snow disaster are still there, and it will take time to fully return to normal.

"Oh, I don't want to judge this woman, it's hard to imagine what the relationship between this woman and Paul Vanderbilt is, she is Paul Vanderbilt's former nanny and wet nurse, it can be said that Paul Vanderbilt grew up eating her milk, so of course she will say that, as for going to Washington, whatever she wants, if she thinks that this will reverse black and white, then I will say - you are wrong, completely wrong!" Bresta is righteous, and if Mabel thinks that this will overturn the case, it would be too much to underestimate Bresta.

If Mabel's surname is Vanderbilt, then maybe she will be a little useful to go to Washington, but now you don't have to think too much, it is estimated that Mabel can't even enter the gate of the presidential palace, isn't the Nanny of the Vanderbilt family amazing?

Don't be funny.

"There are rumors that Paul Vanderbilt's death is related to the British, what do you think of it?" The last question belongs to The Observer, a subsidiary of Time magazine, whose more unique vision, more biting rhetoric, has kept The Observer popular in New York.

This question has a certain directionality, it is obvious that the British are being drawn in to make the problem more complicated, as for whether the question itself is true or not, who cares -

"We can't deny the possibility, although we don't have evidence yet, but we won't let go of any doubts, so please believe that justice will come, maybe sometimes late, but it will not be absent." Bresta played a trick, neither confirming nor denying it, leaving plenty of room for imagination.

"Okay, that's the end of the press conference, if you have any other questions, then please pay attention to our future press conferences." Cliffor Ellis stopped in time, it was enough to say this, and if you said too much, you would lose it, and it would be enough to stop.

"Mr. Director, I heard that you went directly to Governor's Island after killing Paul Vanderbilt, what did you talk to about Mr. Reem?"

"Mr. Director, please wait—"

“——”

The reporters who didn't get the opportunity to ask questions were very annoyed, the press conference seemed fair, but in fact, the questions were all designed, and the reporters could only learn what the NYPD wanted the reporters to know, which certainly couldn't satisfy the reporters who were holding back their stomachs, especially the reporters of the "Echo", they didn't even get a chance to ask questions, so the press conference immediately got out of control again.

Unlike the military, police officers can have their own political positions, and Bresta has never shied away from the issue and has always insisted that he is a staunch Republican, so Democratic-leaning journalists are doomed to disappointment, and they simply won't get a chance.

Bresta had no intention of prolonging the press conference, and after answering three questions, Bresta immediately got up and walked away quickly, deaf to the reporters' words.

Just as Bresta was holding a press conference, Mabel had just walked out of Washington Station.

Since communication had not yet been restored, Mabel had no choice but to go to the Vanderbilt family's residence in Washington, D.C., and then try to do anything else.

Paul Vanderbilt's death had a great impact on Mabel, after all, Mabel's status in the Vanderbilt family all comes from Paul Vanderbilt.

The death of Paul Vanderbilt changed all this, and Paul's sisters were busy fighting for power, and although no one noticed Mabel, Mabel also lost his former rights, so much so that when he came to Washington this time, Mabel didn't even bring a bodyguard, so he went on the road alone.

In front of the train station, there are many horse-drawn carriages for passengers, and there are even taxis in New York, but not in Washington.

There was still some distance from the door to the carriage, and Mabel struggled to carry his wicker suitcase in the direction of the carriage, when a man approached: "Madam, do you need my help?" ”

Mabel looked up, it was a neatly dressed young man, this young man had bright eyes, and his smile was very sincere, much like Paul Vanderbilt in his youth, Mabel was stunned for a moment.

"I'll help you carry it, this box is really heavy, are you here to find a job?" The young man did not introduce himself, and took Mabel's box very warmly.

"No, I'm here to find justice and fairness." Mabel's eyes flashed with determination, and he vowed not to give up until he achieved his goal.

"It's a hot topic." The young man walked briskly, and Mabel had to lift the corners of his skirt to keep up.

Fairness and justice, this is indeed a hot topic in Washington, Hayes has emphasized since taking office to build a "fair and just" government, although this seems difficult, but after all, it represents a beautiful vision, so Washingtonians are happy to put these two words on their lips.

"I'm going to Lake Rakura, and if you can send me there, I'll give you a lot of money." Even Mabel herself didn't find out, she made a very serious mistake, even Chinese children know that they don't show their wealth when they go out, Mabel is an adult, but she doesn't know enough about society.

This is normal, after all, as the butler of the Vanderbilt family, Mabel is proficient in the setting of dinners, the management of servants, and the matching of clothes, for some details of daily life, Mabel is not much more experienced than Paul Vanderbilt, after all, there was a special person in charge of these things before, and Mabel did not need to do everything himself.

"No problem, my carriage is just around the corner, I promise to send you to Lake Sakura as soon as possible, so you can live in Lake Sakura, won't anyone come to pick you up?" The young man's pace was getting faster and faster, and Mabel felt a little overwhelmed.

It is said that there are more than 70 senators in total, and there are more than 40 people who have set up their homes in the lake, and the Vanderbilt family's home in Washington is in the lake, not far from Li Mu's house.

"You can tell that I'm not living there because of my own abilities." Mabel disdains bragging, honesty is a good quality.

"That's okay, after all, you still live there, and the people who can live there are big shots, do you know Reem? He lives in Lake Rakura—" The young man turned the corner, and the sound finally died down, and it was three seconds before Mabel caught up breathlessly.

To Mabel's surprise, there were no carriages at the corner, all the carriages were gathered in the square of the railway station, and Mabel was in the range that had left the square area.

For a moment, Mabel wanted to cry, tilting her head to try to hold back the tears that were rolling in her eyes, and Mabel knew that since Paul Vanderbilt's death, everything was on her own.

It was impossible to get to the lake with his legs, so Mabel had to go back to the square, and after careful consideration, Mabel found a chariot that looked like a simple look, he had a relatively clean looking carriage, and two horses, a male and a female, were grinding their ears and temples, which made Mabel feel relatively safe.

"Lake Sakura — of course, but for a dollar and twenty cents." The driver directly charged the price, the price is not low, in New York, even if you take a car, you can't use so much.

"Yes, but I'll pay when I get there." Mabel doesn't want to care, it's more expensive, as long as he can reach Luoying Lake safely, Mabel will admit it.

"No, no, no, there is no such reason, you have to pay first." The coachman was indeed more upright and refused Mabel's request directly.

Anyway, the station square is so big, and many people saw the young man carrying Mabel's suitcase just now, maybe the coachman and the young man still know each other, this is not deliberately difficult, the rules of the trade are like this.

"Sir, I'm from the Vanderbilt family, am I going to lose your money?" Mabel still has to bring up the Vanderbilt family after all, and the name still carries a lot of weight for ordinary people, and Mabel believes that not everyone is as bold as Bresta.

"The Vanderbilt family—well, come up, ma'am." The coachman compromised, he really couldn't afford to mess with the Vanderbilt family.