blackstone code

Chapter 485 Everyone Has a Chance

The two men in the study looked at each other. Mr. Simon was so focused on the outside world that he overlooked a crucial point. His butler met his gaze this time and did not avoid it.

This was unimaginable before, the housekeeper never dared to look him in the eyes, only when he asked the other party to do so with the command "look into my eyes", the two of them would look at each other briefly.

Looking at each other, two people with different status and classes looking at each other will be seen as a kind of provocation from the lower class to the upper class. will not be so direct.

But in the place of Nagalil, it behaved terrible.

Some people use "class is a wall" to describe the gap between different classes in developed countries. If class is a "wall" in the Federation, then in Nagalil, class is the entire Eastern Ocean.

Everyone abides by and regulates their behavior to conform to their own class characteristics, and no one dares to overstep, because the price of overstepping is unaffordable for ordinary people.

This time, it was stepped over without a sound.

This time, without Mr. Simon's order, the steward looked into his eyes, which was unusual, but was overshadowed by an even more unusual change of circumstances.

"Yes, my lord, there are a lot of locals outside. They seem to want to steal something. I have already asked the gardener to guard the gate."

Mr. Simon breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and he used an arrogant tone to relieve his tension at this time, just like someone would say some unfunny jokes to soothe his emotions when facing a difficult situation, Although it's useless.

"Are they just trying to steal something?"

"The humble native..."

"If anyone comes near this way, chase them away. If they don't leave, give them some change. I don't want them to mess up my lawn!"

The butler had an incomprehensible, very shallow smile on his face, lowered his head, and he no longer looked at the "Master" he had served for half his life, "I know what to do, what else can you order?" ?”

"Anything else?" These words drew Mr. Simon's attention away from the outside world, "I said, I'm thirsty, do you need me to repeat it?"

His temper exploded a little for no reason, but he quickly put it back together, "Okay, that's all, do something, don't stand here!"

While he was making small movements to drive the housekeeper to do things quickly, he couldn't help but pick up the receiver and put it to his ear. The silence was like the embarrassing second half of an affair, and it ended without even a sound.

"Damn!", he slammed the receiver on the base.

At this time, the little owner of the room was chatting with a person who did not belong to this house. He was not tall, but he gave people a very special feeling. If he had to describe it, he was like a light, which made it easy for people. Give birth to a good impression.

"You don't have much time. I'm not forcing you to do anything. I'm just telling you a truth."

"If you've noticed what's going on out there, a storm has formed, and just as I've been here, another rich neighborhood has been ransacked, and a lot of foreigners are..."

He shook his head and didn't continue talking, but everyone knew what he wanted to express, which also made the young man and the housekeeper beside him feel tight.

"These foreigners die when they die, but you know what, their wealth, property, houses or factories, whatever, will be taken away by the mayor or the provincial governor, depending on how much money they have."

"I can't guarantee that those people won't come here, and you should have seen that there are more and more people outside, once someone takes the lead..." The young man's expression was very serious, "The situation will get worse immediately .”

The boy was still thinking about something, but the steward asked a question first, "But even if our young master has done these things, it seems that we can't stop the storm outside?"

The housekeeper is well-informed, has good psychological endurance, and responds to emergencies very quickly and accurately.

If it is said that just changing the "owner" can avoid this risk, then it seems that it is of little value to them whether to do that.

And even if they didn't obey the young man's request, even if someone rushed in and killed Mr. Simon, the housekeeper didn't think the young master would lose his inheritance.

After all, everyone knows that he is the son of Mr. Simon!
The young man who looked like a ray of light smiled, "No, you don't understand, not only foreigners, but everyone who has relations with foreigners will be implicated, everything is out of control."

"The most important thing is that we will protect you if you do that, and we will do nothing if you don't."

At this moment, the boy said, "Is this a threat?"

The young man shook his head, "No, this is sincerity, the sincerity of cooperation, I'm sorry I won't say it too delicately, to put it simply, if Mr. Simon is not dead, you don't have the right to inherit, and these things still belong to foreigners industry."

"And we will not protect the property of foreigners, because these belong to us, but they were taken away by some despicable means."

"As for what the steward said..." The young man shook his head, "In the chaos, no one knows what will happen, and even some people who are promoting these things will deliberately do something, who knows?"

The young man's expression gradually turned a little more solemn, and he continued the young man's words, "Kill an heir while in chaos, and let a large sum of money become an inheritance without an owner, so the local officials have even more reason to turn it into their own. something."

As he spoke, he asked a question, "What happened to those police officers?"

In fact, when there was a little commotion outside, the boy had already gone out to see it. The police who had been on duty outside the community had disappeared, not just here, it seemed that the police in the whole city had disappeared.

This is not an isolated incident. During the chat with the young man, he found that from the time when a rich man who knows who killed a maid, the situation has gotten out of control, and the whole thing has obvious traces of man-made. , maybe there are really some things like this... the young man said.

So this is his last question, whose side the police are on.

The young man shook his head, "At least not on our side, so we have to protect ourselves. If you can complete our agreement, then you are our partner and we will protect you."

The young man stood up, holding a tray with tea, "Thank you very much for giving me a chance, and I will also give that person a chance, fate should be fair!"

It seemed that he was convincing himself, or proving something. He walked towards the study with a tray in his hand. At first, his steps were hesitant and hesitant, but the more he walked, the more stable and powerful his steps became. A decision has been made.

The knock on the door instantly made the nervous Mr. Simon nervous, "Who is where?"

He raised the shotgun in his hand, and pulled the hammer with his thumb. As long as there was something wrong with the people outside, he would immediately pull the trigger.

His morality and values ​​prevent him from trampling on the law at will like the locals, but he still has the determination to pull the trigger on those who illegally invade his room.

"It's me. I'll bring the water, father."

The familiar voice outside the door made Mr. Simon feel kind for the first time, "Come in..."

He puts down the gun.

The boy was allowed to enter the room, which was actually a very strange experience for him. He secretly glanced at Mr. Simon. The latter no longer had the terrifying dominance he used to have. Like an old Kuaifang dead lion, no longer scary.

The young man put the tray on the coffee table, took out the contents, and poured a glass of water for Mr. Simon.

Mr. Simon took a sip from his cup and felt better. He asked casually, "How's the situation outside?"

"It's very dangerous. It is said that some rich areas have been looted, and those rich families have also been attacked, and they may all be dead."

His tone sounded neither heavy nor relaxed. It was completely different from the previous time of being submissive. This change was very subtle, and Mr. Simon didn't notice it either.

"Is it that serious..." Mr. Simon was a little lost. He knew that the matter was serious, but he didn't know that it was so serious.

The next second, he grabbed the phone abruptly, but the silence of nothing made him feel even more uneasy. He stood up, walked back and forth, talking in bits and pieces.

The boy glanced at the shotgun on the sofa, and quickly returned his attention to Mr. Simon. He said softly, "Father, let's go before the chaos reaches us."

"Go?", Mr. Simon stopped abruptly, and he looked at the boy with a strange expression, "Where are you going?"

The boy said with some expectation, "Wherever you go, the interference of the federal people here is getting stronger and stronger. Have you heard that the guy named Lynch is now living in the governor's house, even the governor is To accommodate him, you and others cannot compete with him."

"You used to tell me about the place you came from, it's so beautiful and peaceful, maybe we can go there to live..." There is a longing in his eyes that others can't understand, which is only in his fantasy What happened, besides that, is a secret.

In his dream, he replaced the child who only existed in the photo, became Mr. Simon's favorite son, and he wanted to replace the brother!
For some unknown reason, Mr. Simon's mood suddenly changed. He looked at the boy, "We're not going anywhere, we're here, and we won't leave this country." He paused, "I've already quenched my thirst. Now, you can leave here."

(End of this chapter)