Rebirth in America: Great Slave Owner

This morning, Tangning was enjoying the new female slave Jingzi when someone suddenly knocked on the door and the housekeeper's anxious voice came from outside, "Master, it's not good, something big has happened!"

Tangning was very unhappy as she put on her clothes and walked out. She asked angrily, "What happened?"

"Master, Ajid is dead!" The butler said in shock.

"What?! Ajid is dead?" Tangning couldn't help but exclaimed.

The housekeeper nodded and replied, "That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to come to disturb you so early!"

"But I remember that he is in good health, he doesn't seem to be sick!" Tangning said with a frown.

"He, he didn't die of illness, he was killed by someone!" The housekeeper trembled.

Tangning couldn't help but exclaimed again, "What?! Killed by someone?"

Then he asked in a barrage of cannons, "Who killed him? Why did he kill him? When did he kill him?"

"The police officer said that he was killed last night, but he still doesn't know who, let alone why!" the housekeeper explained.

"Wait a minute, you said the police officer said he was killed last night. Did you call the police?" Tangning asked again.

The housekeeper waved his hand and said, "We didn't call the police, Ajid was killed outside!"

"He was killed outside? What did he do outside?" Tangning asked.

The housekeeper hesitated for a while, and then replied, "He should have gone out for a drink!"

"Going out for a drink? Who allowed him to go out for a drink?" Tangning asked.

"Master, didn't you say that Ajid has been very hard to speak at various manors recently, and he often told us that you invited him back, so we don't dare to care about him..." The butler replied cautiously road.

Although the housekeeper said it very simply, Tangning could also guess that Ajid must have been arrogant recently. She secretly thought that she usually takes the discipline below lightly, but now is not the time to worry about it, so she asked, "Where is the police officer? I'll go see him and find out the details."

"The police officer has left!" The housekeeper spread his hands and said.

"What? We're leaving now? Didn't they come to learn about the case?" Tangning asked in confusion.

"Maybe they think there's something to investigate when a black slave dies, just bring the body over and notify the owner!" The butler analyzed.

Although this logic made sense in New Orleans, Tangning was still very dissatisfied, "But why is Ajid an ordinary black slave? If he has an accident, I have to go to New York to find another one?"

The housekeeper suddenly realized: "Yes, he even got to give speeches at various manors!"

Just as the two were talking, Hopsolo suddenly rushed over and asked Tangning, "Mr. Tangning, have you heard that Mr. Ajid was killed!"

Tangning nodded and said, "Well, I just heard about it!"

"Did someone from the Underground Railroad kill him? It must be! No, I have to leave immediately and return to New York, or I must be the next one to be killed!" Hopsolo said with a look of horror.

Hearing what Hopsolo said, Tangning felt that it was very reasonable. The people who hated Ajid the most were those "Underground Railroad" people. Because Ajid's speech made it more difficult for them to kidnap slaves, it was very difficult for them to abduct black slaves. It may be Ajid who they shot to kill!

However, Tangning was really reluctant to leave Hopsolo. After all, such a suitable black actress was not easy to find, so she comforted her, "Miss Solo, the police haven't investigated it yet, so I can't believe that it was the subway that killed him. Ajid, maybe he went out drinking and got into an argument with someone, and that's why he was killed!"

And Hopsolo insisted: "I have to go back to New York whether it is or not, because I have no sense of security now! And now that Mr. Ajid is dead, even if I stay, I am not alone. I can't go to various manors to give speeches, so I'd better ask Mr. Tangning to let me go back, anyway, I've almost finished all the speech sessions I agreed to, and you can deduct the remaining sessions from my salary!"

Tangning persuaded a few more words. Seeing that Hopsolo had made up her mind, she knew that she couldn't force it. Otherwise, even if she was forced to keep her, her performance would be affected if she wasn't in a good state, and what she said was right. A person's persuasiveness is still limited, so he nodded and agreed, and asked the housekeeper to buy her a train ticket.

But this didn't mean Tangning let it go, he immediately rushed to Frick's manor and said to him, "Although Ajid is dead now, we can take this opportunity to make this a big issue. , let everyone think it was the Yankees from the Underground Railroad who killed him, so the **** will think what Ajid said is true, and won't go with the Yankees when they come to trick them. It's gone!"

Frick thought for a while, UU reading www.uukanshu. com then nodded and said: "Well, Tony, you are right, now whether it is Ajid killed by these Yankees, we have to promote it like this!"

But then he asked, "Do you think it's really the Yankees who did it?"

"There is a high probability that they did it. Note that Ajid just returned to New Orleans not long ago. He rarely gets the chance to go out drinking and fooling around, so there shouldn't be any other enemies!" Tangning analyzed.

In fact, Tangning's guess was correct, because at this moment in a secret "underground railroad" base in New Orleans, the person in charge was reprimanding a young man, "Who told you to kill that Ajid?"

The young man retorted: "Didn't you say that the existence of this Ajid has seriously affected our cause of liberating black slaves. Why don't I kill such a bad guy?"

"But have you ever thought that your killing gave those slave owners an excuse. Originally, the black slaves were still suspicious of what Ajid and Hopsolo said, but now that Ajid has been killed, those slaves The Lord will definitely take the opportunity to hype up, claiming that we are killing people, and then the black slaves will be more convinced of Ajid's words and will no longer trust us, so instead of reducing the difficulty, you increase the difficulty. !" explained the person in charge.

Only then did the young man react, scratching his head and saying, "Then, what about this?"

The person in charge sighed and said, "There is no other way but to refrain from admitting it during the propaganda, and say that the slave owners are planting the blame!"

PS: Thanks to the book friend "Hermit 01" for their support! In addition, I asked for collection, reward, follow-up, monthly pass and recommendation ticket. I finally rushed to the eighth in the afternoon, but I was returned to 11 in the evening. You must know that only the top ten can show your face...