Chapter Ninety-Three: Wright
Wealthy area.
The top of the attic.
The assistant stood beside Wright, his eyes glazed over.
Wright held a gold pocket watch in his hand, the lid had already been turned open, ticking and ticking, and inside was a rotating second hand, but the same pattern as Chauvin Weir was getting darker and darker.
The luster is stagnant, and even mottled rust stains appear on the surface.
Click!
The watch hands stopped, the rust rusted the gears!
The inexplicable change made them more and more sluggish, and then, their faces turned pale.
The assistant also looked at the pocket watch blankly, his face changed, first confused, and then revealed endless ...... Afraid.
His hands were shaking...... , "Boss...... Boss....... ”
"Chauvin, dead?"
The trembling swing of the hand is getting bigger and bigger, "How is it possible, how is it possible, it can't be like this!"
He even began to collapse, and the assistant went through countless archives and naturally understood the dark world...... Terror.
Now their patron chauvin has disappeared and been erased from the world...... With the forces they had offended before, and the many crimes they had committed, they would never survive tomorrow morning.
Assassination efficiency in the Dark World...... He's seen it.
The assistant trembled slightly, "Boss, or else...... We...... Go find the killers in Downtown. ”
"As long as they can live, give them as much as they want!"
"We've got to get as soon as possible, let's run. ”
Wright didn't seem to speak, and her divergent pupils met again, "De?"
"He can't be trusted. ”
"I heard that he killed all his brothers. ”
His hand shoved the assistant, "Calm, calm." ”
"Panicked, couldn't solve the problem. ”
"At the moment things are unsolvable, and the death knell is no longer credible. ”
"We have no way out. ”
"No, we have to find a way. ”
Wright seemed to think of something, hesitated slightly, and he was weighing the pros and cons.
With trembling hands, he picked up the medicine block from the table, and after swallowing it, he stopped his sluggish spirit, and under the effect of the medicine, his thinking would be more broad.
He thought of something, and even some of the neglected ones remembered again.
"By the way, let's figure out the funds first. ”
"The capital chain of Yuanfan Group has long been broken, and after I leave, I will first return the funds of the upper-class celebrities in Port Will, remember, to return it twice. ”
"Only by doing this can you gain a foothold in Port Will. ”
"Even if you want to escape, you will be safe and sound when you return the funds. ”
"As for those retail funds, you don't need to take care of them, and these troubles are left to the upper echelons of Will. ”
Mr. Wright began to straighten his clothes, then stood up and walked to the hanger.
"The killers in captivity at the top are not vegetarians, nor are they ornamental, they will solve these problems in secret. ”
"You can stay here, they need you to continue to manage finances, and I can't. ”
"As for the Gorle organization, the Holy See, the Death Knell, and those dark forces, you need to find out for yourself. ”
"I have to go first!"
Mr. Wright quickly grabbed his top hat and found a plain suit in the hanger, he frowned, but quickly forbade it, this is not the time to pick and choose.
After a moment's rummaging, he took out a standard fur coat and draped it over his body.
Click, click, click.
Picking up the solid wood crutch from the table, in an instant, he stepped down the stairs and disappeared into the eyes of his assistant.
A voice leaped in.
"Remember to contact the account secretly and send it to me first...... Some money. ”
......
The assistant was a little bored, these things were not easy to solve, in the past, it was Chauvin who was supporting him in the face of the death knell.
What he represents is actually the will of chauvin.
Now, the Yuanfan Group, which has been deprived of its foundation, no longer has the right to negotiate, and it has lost all its bargaining chips.
And if you lose all your chips, you can only be slaughtered by others.
The wars in the business world are all bloody!
He remembered the business he had started at the beginning, earning nearly 3,000 pounds by working hard, and then losing 10,000 pounds when the capital was harvested, but fortunately he met Wright in his life.
Later, he realized that there are basically two reasons why any industry can make money, either productivity increases and qualitative changes occur, or it is the injection of capital to drive vitality.
He chose to inject capital into the industry back then, and because of the market, he invested in the establishment of a cultural company.
That year was a particularly depressed year for the real economy, and usury and culture were more prevalent.
As a result of the vicious competition and destructiveness of usury finance, all the relevant infrastructure was stopped, and then there was the industrial depression, which was a devastating blow to the industrial revolution in the first few years.
The state even restricted usury finance, and as a result, capital withdrew from the cultural industry, not forgetting to harvest a batch before leaving, and cut off all the ...... of the dependents of the cultural industry.
In the winter of that year, he almost froze to death on the streets.
From his current point of view, all industries are enhancing the dependence of dependents, making participants dependent and having no stop-loss when harvesting...... Reason, let you go bankrupt completely.
Eggs can never be put in one basket.
Even, the whole incident reveals a strong conspiracy, the downturn of the industry to the end...... Whose interest is it?
It was a major event in the Empire, and because of the strong economic ties between Port Will and Elsie, it was also affected.
In the end, the industrial downturn completely crushed the arrogance of the factory owners and eased the contradiction between the aristocracy and capital.
In a sense, it benefits humanity, after all, only in peacetime can the state guarantee the personal and property safety of every citizen.
In times of war, human life is like a mustard.
"Oh no, I forgot Mr. Wright!"
The assistant hurried downstairs, and around the corner, he was stunned .......
His footsteps stopped abruptly, and he swallowed his saliva, but it seemed that his throat had become dry and hoarse, and his heart was even more suffocating, as if something had choked his heart!
There was only eerie and quiet here, and he seemed to be out of breath and his eyeballs were bloodshot!
at the lobby.
It's a horrible picture, Mr. Wright...... He's dead!
He fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and the ground was splattered all over the ground...... Blood.
The blood and clothing adhered together, and a bloody scab had already formed.
Mr. Wright's cowhide coat topped...... It was all dried blood.
It's all weird here, how can a blood scab form in such a short period of time?
"Ho, ho, ho"
His temples jerked, and throbbing pain.
He tried to get rid of the fear, ho, and succeeded.
Then he staggered out of the attic, ignoring the golden door, nothing mattered.
......
Downtown.
Deathbell played with the golden mask and looked at Teucer's broken head with interest, as if sensing something, and a smiling expression appeared on his face.
Then, his heavy steps shifted, slowly disappearing at the end of the alley.
......
The night watchmen Gath and Tak stood on the roof of a house.
The wind brings up the trench coats of both.
Their indifferent gaze swept across the entire city, and although their eyes could not be projected that far, they still looked, and this sense of overlooking was addictive and impossible to get rid of.
It seems to be a high-flying ...... , in charge of life and death.
Their eyes are on the central district.
Over there.
The barrier of the Doge's Palace slowly dissipated, and as if some kind of agreement had been reached, the army formed neatly brown squares and retreated back to the barracks, as well as the disorganized masses on the North McCann side.
All in all, Port Will is overwhelmed.