Less than ten minutes after Li Mochen left, the North Avenue where the crime scene was located was already full of police cars and crowds.
Cleo Wildenstein stood in front of the Holy Shield limousine with his cane in his hand, his face purple as he gazed into the southeast direction. He didn't need to see the situation of the motorcade. He was one of the witnesses who had seen his cousin's head blown up with his own eyes.
At this moment, the only thing he cared about was the sniper position two kilometers away, and the sniper who killed Dylon.
"My condolences, Cleo."
The one who came to Cleo's side was Dawrington, the director of the FBI's Atlanta Field Department.
"Our experts have examined it. The ballistic characteristics and bullet marks are consistent with the 'Longwei' in the hands of the demon wolf Fenrir. Obviously, this is the work of that bastard again. "
"That's impossible!"
Cleo Wildenstein's voice was loud and resolute. "He has no reason to do this. It's not good for him!"
"But Cleo, that's a lunatic."
Dawrington's eyes flashed with surprise. "We can't use the thinking of a normal person to infer his actions. Unless, Cleo, do you have any other clues?"
"The Wildenstein family has no conflict with him!"
Cleo Wildenstein took a deep breath and eased his tone. "Dawrington, I want to know if you found anything at the sniper position? I suggest using Time Reversal. "
The FBI in America had set up field departments in 72 cities across the country, leading local criminal investigation, security, drug enforcement, and other work.
The director of the Atlanta Field Department was not only the head of the FBI in Atlanta, but also had limited jurisdiction over 15 branches in Georgia.
Therefore, the person in front of him was not someone he could casually scold.
Even though the FBI Field Department in Atlanta had been badly battered by the series of unforeseen events, this person was still one of the most powerful figures in the City of Atlanta.
"Unfortunately, we found nothing. We can only determine that the murderer escaped by teleportation through the rich spatial energy there. That place had already been disturbed by the spell, Elemental Disorder, so it was impossible to turn back time. That goddamned New Continent Magic Association, that goddamned Constantine, ever since that asshole invented the spell, it's been a lot harder for us to solve the case! "
Dawrington spread his hands and looked helpless. "Our on-site experts are still investigating, but I don't think they'll find any clues."
"Isn't that suspicious?"
Cleo Wildenstein said doubtfully, "If it's that mad dog, there's no need to do this."
"What you say makes sense, but the Demon Wolf Fenrir has already done this more than once. Cleo, he's not hiding his identity. He's hiding from the Magic Tower's committee, as well as many Legendary hunters. "
Dawrington shook his head disapprovingly and walked towards the command vehicle in front. "Cleo, I know you can't accept it emotionally, but this is the truth. Of course, I wouldn't make such a hasty conclusion. Mr. Delon Wildenstein is a celebrity of this city, a gentleman, and an important member of our team. I will set up a special investigation team to investigate the cause of his death. "
"Dawrington —"
Just as Cleo was about to say something, a man in a black windbreaker hurried to his side.
"Sir, President Kangxiuli has learned of Delon's death. He has appointed Mr. Malone as the temporary PR director of the Wildenstein Group. Before the board of directors chooses a new CPO, he will be in charge of the PR affairs of the Wildenstein Group."
Cleo's expression couldn't help but change slightly. He didn't want to stay here any longer, so he hurriedly got into his car and ordered the driver to drive in the direction of the Wildenstein Group's headquarters.
This surprised Dawrington and the FBI, who had been prepared to deal with Cleo's pestering and even reproach, to no end.
…
"Smart move."
In the Home of Death Magic Tower, after Lind Ames left, Anthony said admiringly, "Is this the battle plan that Ms. Drew drew up for you?"
Li Mochen raised his eyebrows and continued to look at the magic array that Anthony had designed without paying much attention to it.
After the assassination mission was completed, it was time to teach the Moshra language. Li Mochen had to help his student examine whether the magic array, which was mainly in Moshra, was complete or not.
This blueprint was very important. Anthony planned to install two annihilation cannons on his Light Demon VI. If he could design the magic array of the annihilation cannon in Moshra, it would have a greater ability in terms of energy guidance and output.
But at the moment, the richest man's mind was clearly not on this.
"Delon Wildenstein is the PR director of the Wildenstein Group. He dominates the majority of the group's branding, advertising, and public relations work. Currently, nearly 30% of Ferguson Media's advertising revenue comes from Wildenstein. For Mandiwen Ferguson, this blow was like pulling out the firewood from under his feet. The key is that it can kill several birds with one stone. Delon belongs to Cleo's faction. His death will definitely cause conflict and competition among the heirs. "
"No, no! Not only that, nearly 37% of Ferguson Media's shares are held by offshore companies. The reason why Delon spared no effort in supporting Ferguson Media was most likely because he, or perhaps Cleo himself, held shares in Ferguson Media. This involves a bigger problem, which is the transfer of benefits. If that's the case, you can completely cut off Ferguson Media's source of funding. By the way, this will also give your grandfather, Kang Xiuli, a chance to intervene in the public relations department. This will greatly increase your chances of inheriting the Wildenstein family, Ammo. "
"You're very smart, Anthony."
Li Mochen gave him a sidelong glance. "But sometimes you think too much. Cutting off Ferguson Media's source of funding is the right thing to do, but it has nothing to do with the Wildenstein family."
"Of course, Delon won't say that to you. She'll just do it without saying a word. If you can really control the Wildenstein Group in the future, then she might have a chance to become the country's president in the future. "
Anthony sneered. Still holding his chin, he looked like he had everything under control. "So what's your next move? Let me guess. Your so-called plan A is to attack Ferguson Media's broadcasting equipment and their printing plant, right? I'm guessing that Ms. Delon will definitely choose to end the battle quickly. Ferguson Media is still influential, and they're in high demand. If the battle drags on, it won't do you any good. There will be too many variables. "
Li Mochen, on the other hand, drew a few crosses on the drawing, and then pushed it in front of Anthony.
"Unfortunately, there are at least four fundamental mistakes in the array diagram you designed. I think you're biting off more than you can chew, Anthony. A beginner in Moshra wants to rely on a tool that you haven't fully mastered to design an array diagram. How much do you despise this language? "
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