Stanford now regrets it very much, very much regrets. He didn't understand how he could be blinded by hatred, jealousy and greed, and actually colluded with the DuPont family's gang, and now, although Scrooge is dead, the MacDonald consortium seems to be in turmoil, but the power of this big consortium is still not comparable to him and a little guy like DuPont. Compared to them, the MacDonald Consortium is like a legendary giant, even if such a giant is eventually knocked down in a battle with other giants, but with the weight of the fallen corpse, it can easily crush an outdated snake like Stanford.

The only relief to Stanford is that one of his sons is now far away in Europe. "He might have escaped this." Stanford thought. He also thought about escaping, but he also knew that he had probably been targeted, and killing him and his family during the journey was too simple for the people of Blackwater. Maybe halfway through the journey, he and his family will disappear inexplicably. Fleeing is necessary, but it is absolutely not feasible now. Now he can only hope for the police officers he has paid a lot of money for. Stanford didn't believe that these policemen had the ability to repel Blackwater's commandos, Stanford knew that even if Blackwater's commandos were placed in any country in the world, even those first-class powers in Europe, they could be regarded as the most elite combat troops, and now the combat effectiveness of these pot-bellied police men he hired was, to be honest, vulnerable compared to his own guards.

But in any case, these policemen, at least on behalf of the official, represent the state apparatus. No matter how crazy the MacDonald consortium is, it will not directly launch a blatant attack on the police, who represent the state apparatus. Of course, Stanford also understands that he can transfer the police to protect himself, and the richer MacDonald consortium can also transfer these police officers through guò means. But it will always take some time, and now, Stanford can only drag on one day a day, hoping that something will happen in its favor during these times.

It was late at night, and Stanford and his family had come to the basement that served as a shelter. Who knows if the houses on the ground will suddenly be hit by shells? Compared to the DuPont guys, Blackwater has more and more terrifying cannons. The advent of trucks made it possible to move even large and heavy 155 mm cannons lightly, and if needed, the guys at Blackwater could drag out a dozen or so 155 mm cannons in one go and cover them with artillery fire on the Stanford estate. Well, this kind of thing, the crazy people in Blackwater really did it. In fact, this proposal was proposed at a tactical discussion meeting on how to eliminate the entire Stanford family. The reason is that it is both simple and shocking.

"God, please help me and protect me......" After praying to God for the day, and indeed the last of his life, Stanford closed his eyes in his basement bed.

……

A few policemen followed a gravel-paved path to a nondescript flower bed. There is a place where it looks like an inlet for a sewer.

"This is the air intake in the basement?" One of the chubby policemen asked.

"Yes, based on what we've learned, this is it." Another policeman replied.

One cop lit a cigarette, while another turned on his flashlight, a new gadget from McDonald Electric. They reached for what looked like a sewer inlet, and saw that the smoke from the cigarette was inhaled into the "water inlet".

"Sure enough, it's here." The policeman nodded, then threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped on it again to extinguish the fire. Because, for their actions below, any spark could have fatal consequences. The policemen glanced at each other, then each took out a gas mask from his pouch and put it on his head.

At this time, a policeman with a satchel on his back took out a small cylinder from his satchel. The cylinder was unscrewed in the direction of the vent, and a stream of gas immediately erupted from the cylinder.

The gas in this cylinder is actually quite average. It's just some carbon monoxide. Carbon monoxide is a toxic gas, which has another name and is called coal gas. It binds to human hemoglobin, causing it to lose its ability to carry oxygen. Therefore, once a person inhales too much carbon monoxide, the ability of the blood to carry oxygen will be greatly reduced, and the human body will have symptoms of poisoning caused by lack of oxygen such as chest tightness, dizziness, weakness, etc., and as the inhalation continues to increase, the person will fall into a coma until death.

Carbon monoxide can be produced from incomplete combustion of carbon, so coal stoves, braziers can produce this toxic gas, and what is worse is that it is colorless and odorless, and people will not immediately notice it after inhaling it, but will not find it until a long time later, when the symptoms become more and more severe, and at this time, the poisoned person will often be unable to save himself because of weakness in his limbs. In human history, carbon monoxide is probably the most deadly poison gas, killing far more people than mustard gas, Louis morale, sand. There are a lot more things like Lin, Soman, VX, etc.

The basement environment is quite closed, and the air exchange in the room can only be carried out by intermittent automatic opening of the exhaust and air intake system. It doesn't take long for carbon monoxide gas to reach lethal concentrations in the basement after it has been introduced through the air intake. And because carbon monoxide is colorless and odorless, the Stanford family in the basement will never find it. So, by the time people find out that the Stanford family didn't get up late and find the basement, there shouldn't be much carbon monoxide in the basement because of the forced exhaust air exchange, but by this time, the Stanford family's bodies should have been cold. Stanford thought that he could rely on spending money to pull the police to make a life talisman for himself, why didn't he think that since the police could take his money, they would naturally be able to take MacDonald's money.

……

A day later, the New York Sun, a tabloid newspaper known for its coverage of unfounded sensational rumors, published the following news:

"Two days ago, the Stanford family was found dead in the basement of their estate. Doctors theorized that he and his family were supposed to have died of carbon monoxide poisoning, better known as gas poisoning. But it's strange why the Stanford family sleeps in the basement at night, and there is nothing in the basement that could produce carbon monoxide gas. In fact, Mr. Stanford also seems to have a premonition about his death, according to the reporter's understanding, in the past few days, Stanford has strengthened the protection of the manor, and even asked the local police to send a small team of police to protect him on the grounds that his life is threatened.

According to well-informed sources, who asked not to be named, Mr. Stanford, as well as those who died on board the Golden Lake passenger liner the other day, were in contact with the murder of Mr. Scrooge 61 MacDonald a month earlier. Now it has been retaliated against by the MacDonald consortium.

This gentleman told me that the MacDonald family had a security company called Blackwater. It is the most elite and powerful mercenary organization in the world today. If Stamford and the dead aboard the Golden Lake the other day were indeed involved in the murder of Mr. Scrooge 61 MacDonald, then it is very likely that the people who attacked and killed them were from the MacDonald consortium.

The gentleman also told me that long before the assassination of Mr. Scrooge 61 MacDonald, one of the dead on the Golden Lake, Ms. Avery 61 Dupont, had had frequent dealings with Stanford. It is said that it was fried in the training class. The Assassin of the Bullet would meet regularly with a journalist who had been recommended to the newspaper by Mr. Stanford before the assassination. After the assassination, the journalist quickly left the newspaper and appeared among the victims of the Golden Lake. As for Avery 61 DuPont, who also died on board, some people say that she has also appeared on Morgan's yacht many times before.

On this issue, we interviewed Mr. Sahaf, a spokesman for Blackwater Security, who said that Blackwater is a legal business and will never do anything that violates the law. Neither the Golden Lake incident nor the death of the Stanford family had anything to do with Blackwater Security.

I don't know if you want to believe it or not, but I do. Mr. Sahaf said this to us.

But in our interview with Mr. Scrooge's wife, Ms. Dorothea 61 MacDonald, we get a completely different story. When we told her about rumors that the men had been killed for their part in the assassination of her husband, Ms. Dorothea had this to say:

I don't know if your rumors are true. If so, they deserve it! ’

So I asked her, 'What would you do if you knew someone was the murderer for sure, but didn't have enough evidence to charge him?' ’

Ms. Dorothea did not hesitate to tell me: 'I am a southerner, and I will deal with this matter according to the customs of the south.' I will take revenge by a single means, and no one will be able to escape my revenge after hurting my loved ones. That's it, we southerners are so willful. ’”

Putting down the newspaper, Morgan frowned. Of course, it's good to have an opponent like Scrooge, well, if Scrooge was still around, he wouldn't have attacked the MacDonald consortium at all. But it was just as much of a headache to switch to a more impulsive guy who didn't think much about the consequences, and at least for now, he felt he should step up his safety efforts. Scrooge's family had the weakness of having too few people, and he had the same and stricter ones. Scrooge had a brother, but his father had only one son, and his grandfather had only one son. Mimi's health is not very good, and the last time she gave birth, she almost died. Fortunately, he still gave birth to a legitimate son. However, considering Mimi's situation, it is estimated that he will not have a second legal son.

"I'm going to send Mimi and Little John to Rhode Island first." There, Morgan thought, he had a well-defended manor--sanctuary, "and secondly, both I and my important allies had to reduce the number of times we appeared in public." Well, fortunately, I have prepared a few stand-ins for myself. ”