"Mr. James Rothschild, is what you said true?"
In the interview, when James told the "truth", the audience went into an uproar.
Originally, when James, who was believed to have died in the fire, reappeared in front of the public, it was shocking enough. However, compared to what he said next, the shock brought by the "resurrection of the dead" was not worth mentioning at all.
"Yes, what I said is true, more true than the 24k pure gold ring on my finger!"
"… I repeat again, the fire in Pilsen was not a terrorist attack, but a despicable and shameless murder!" In front of the reporter's camera, James Rothschild waved his fist with righteous indignation and denounced the conspiracy. "As for the murderer, there is no doubt that it is Carmen Rothschild, my brother."
"Mr. Rothschild, do you have any evidence?" A reporter put the microphone closer and said quickly, "If your allegations are true, this will become the most shocking scandal of the century. We need to know more details."
"Details? You still need details? God, I know my brother too well. He is a person who will do anything to achieve his goal! Anyone can be a victim, even his allies, even his family. You don't believe me? Haha, look at Ber, isn't that a beautiful city? You may have forgotten what happened there two years ago, but I will never forget! "
James did not answer the reporter's question directly because he had no evidence at all. Instead, he cleverly threw out more explosive news, threw the Ber terrorist attack two years ago in front of the media, and intentionally or unintentionally linked it to the Rothschild family.
This was the truth.
There was indeed a Jewish shadow behind the attack.
After that, Merkel lost the trust of the voters, the New Choice Party came to power, and the Jewish consortium became a direct beneficiary.
Suspicion did not require evidence.
Regardless of whether James could produce evidence or not, his previous remarks had already formed public opinion, and it was public opinion with a certain degree of influence. He didn't need to make any explanation for this. He only needed to hide from the media and create the illusion that he was being chased by his own brother and his own family to add persuasiveness to this groundless conspiracy theory.
The picture on the TV flickered, and James Rothschild ended the interview with the excuse of feeling unwell. But judging from the swarm of microphones, it was clear that the reporters, who smelled blood, were not going to let him go so easily …
"This bastard." Johnson gritted his teeth and said. The eyes on his dark face flashed with naked fierceness, "I suggested you to kill him long ago."
Carmen stared at the image on the TV with a gloomy expression. His four fingers, which were holding the wine glass, tapped the glass in order. Just from the reflection on the shaking wine, it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry at the moment.
"Do you need me to arrange for someone to do it?" Johnson asked in a low voice.
"No need." Rothschild shook his head and suddenly grinned. "If we are blinded by anger, they will use the death of my dear brother to hype me into a murderous demon or a cold-blooded murderer."
"He's just an insignificant chess piece. We don't need to care about him."
"But he plans to fight with you for the inheritance," Johnson said as he stared at the screen.
Carmen suddenly laughed out loud.
"Inheritance? My dear brother doesn't even dare to leave Moscow. Do you expect him to come to Berlin and fight a lawsuit with me? "
Carmen shook his head and gulped down the red wine in his glass. He stared at the empty glass and retracted his scornful expression. "Compared to my brother, I'm more worried about what that man will do. It's a pity that Cham failed … Things are starting to get interesting. "
…
"He did something unnecessary." Jiang Chen smiled at James, who was being interviewed on Moscow Square. "I didn't ask him to reveal what happened in Ber."
The fear of death made Mr. James Rothschild do something unnecessary. Obviously, he didn't believe that Ghost Agents could protect him from his brother, or he didn't believe that Jiang Chen planned to protect him seriously.
Therefore, he deliberately revealed a piece of information to the media – he knew the inside story of the Ber incident.
Nothing was heavier than death. People feared death, but they also feared the last words of the deceased.
People wouldn't easily believe that the Rothschild family was behind the terrorist attack just because of his revelation. But if he, the "only insider", died from murder, it wasn't hard to imagine what people would think.
"Do you need me to warn him?" Ayesha stuffed the buttered toast into her mouth as she chewed in small bites. She tilted her head and asked.
"No need." Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head. "Although this card was played a bit too early, the result is not much different … But I still need to remind him so he doesn't make decisions for me again."
"Mhmm." Ayesha nodded.
After Mr. James completed the slavery chip implantation surgery, Jiang Chen sent him on a flight to Moscow. And Mr. James was quite obedient. After he got off the plane at the Moscow International Airport, he immediately stood in front of the media and fulfilled his promise.
"Are you watching the news?"
Xia Shiyu walked out of the kitchen with a plate and gracefully sat next to Jiang Chen.
Since the two established their relationship, the nightlife in the mansion became more shameless. Beauty Xia, who had tasted love for the first time, was much more open in front of Jiang Chen. Her attitude toward Ayesha was also much better.
The only thing that made Jiang Chen feel regretful was that she was thin-skinned. She didn't want the three of them to sleep together.
Today was Saturday, so Xia Shiyu didn't have to go to the company. She woke up a bit later, and her breakfast changed from an egg to a troublesome fruit salad. Jiang Chen wondered if the breakfast that had nothing to do with meat could fill his stomach, but since she said she was used to it, he didn't say anything.
After breakfast, Ayesha diligently carried the plate to the kitchen. Only Jiang Chen and Xia Shiyu were left in the dining room.
Jiang Chen looked up at the clock and abruptly said.
"I may have to leave for a few days."
Xia Shiyu looked over and didn't look too surprised. Obviously, she was used to Jiang Chen's intermittent disappearances. Although she was curious about where he went, she never asked.
After Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind and then said.
"I used to hide a lot of things from you. Since Future 1.0, I've been vague about the origins of these things. I don't plan to hide it from you. I have always said that when the time is right, I will confess to you. "
"When I come back this time, I will tell you everything —"
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