Chapter 1684

Fort Rothschild.

In a side hall.

Ferret was sitting on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand. He leaned back on the sofa, his pupils lax, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the dead of night.

There is no sound in the big castle at the moment.

At this time, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, from far to near, a little harsh.

"Hey, dear Fri, why aren't you asleep?"

Charming and graceful.

It's Eustace's voice.

Ferry looks back and smiles.

"I couldn't sleep, so I sat down for a while. Why didn't you sleep?"

"I fell asleep, but I was woken up. When I tried to lie down again, I found that I couldn't sleep any more."

Eustace went to the sofa and sat down.

"Oh? Wake up? What happened? "

Ferry asked, showing a vivid confusion from his manner to his tone.

"Oh my God, don't tell me you don't know yet."

With wide eyes and a slightly exaggerated expression, she said: "not long ago, our dear Dai was attacked. The other party madly used armed helicopters and rockets. Hill Club was almost razed to the ground, and even Machel was killed. Now it's a mess outside. It's said that the police and the thugs are still fighting. It's hard to understand such big news "Don't you know?"

"Oh, my God!"

Ferui's eyes were shocked. He held his forehead and exclaimed.

"Who is so bold as to touch our Rothschild family and kill Machel?"

Ferry put down his glass, looking angry, and with a touch of heartache.

"Poor Machel, didn't he invite Dai to talk to Mr. Li tonight? It's so unfortunate. By the way, Dai, how's Dai doing? "

He stared at euse as if he had just learned about it.

Eustace shook her head.

"Sorry, I don't know. I only know that she seems to have been rescued, but her whereabouts are still unknown. The mob is so vicious that we can only pray that she will be safe. "

Perry looked worried.

"Damn it, how could this happen. This is New York. This is an undisguised provocation against us, Rothschild. No matter who is so bold, he must pay for his stupidity! "

After that, fury immediately took out his cell phone and began to make a call.

Yousi sat there elegantly, watching with interest, watching him issue the order of thorough investigation, watching him direct the search and rescue, watching him send people to stabilize the situation, watching him Acting.

New Zealand is the heart of their Rothschild. There can be chaos elsewhere, but here, there must be no uneasiness.

It's more of a Rothschild helicopter attack.

No one has the guts to do that.

Even the federal government dare not.

Unless you don't want to die.

The most likely culprit for such a thing is their Rothschild insiders. In terms of motivation, courage and strength, the first successor, ferry, is undoubtedly the most suspicious candidate to bear the brunt.

That's right.

Eustace was sure that all the things that Feri was doing in front of her were just disguises, and they were ridiculous and boring disguises.

But there was one thing that she didn't understand.

Standing in the position of ferui, it's reasonable and justifiable to kill Dai and Yandi, who brought him threats and insults. But why did he even kill Machel, who was standing in the same trench with him all the time?

Accidental injury?

That's not a good reason.

The drama of bitterness?

Do you want to get rid of your suspicion by the death of Machel, who is close to you?

It's possible.

But it's a little bit inhuman.

Their education philosophy of Rothschild since childhood, that is, honesty, at least in terms of partners, can not be two-sided.

As a partner, Rothschild is trustworthy.

This is the image that Rothschild set up for the world, and it is also an important cornerstone of the scale of discovery.

If it's Ferry who killed Machel, he'll suffer more than criticism.

"Why are you looking at me like that, euse?"

After the call, ferui stares at her own Yousi, and seems to guess what the other person is thinking with a bitter smile.

"You doubt me? Do you think I planned this riot and terrorist attack? "

Eustace shrugged and walked slowly.

"Dear Fri, I didn't say anything."

Ferry stares at her like a statement, with a serious expression and a serious way: "I didn't do it.""Dear Ferri, we grew up together. Don't I believe you? Of course, I believe that you can't do such a heartless thing, but the key is that I believe it alone. It doesn't have much effect. Will the family believe it? Will the federal government believe it? Will Dai believe it? Will Yan Di believe it? And poor Machel, who is dead, will he believe it? "

"You don't know how badly Machel died. He was hit by two Apache planes from low altitude, and his whole body was beaten into a hornet's nest. Oh, God, I can't imagine what a terrible picture it was. It was so cruel."

Listen to you Si's long and short sigh, Fei Rui's expression is low, staring at the glass of red wine with enchanting color under the light, clenching his teeth tightly.

Damn it!

Machel is going to take action at Hill Club tonight. He knows it, but he doesn't interfere or stop it.

What Machel does is Machel's behavior. Whether he succeeds or not, it has nothing to do with him.

But then the big scene, no doubt beyond his expectations.

Such a high-profile start, everyone's doubts will fall on him, he does have a full motive, but he will not be stupid enough to use such a reckless way.

You don't want to believe that there are people in front of you who don't want to set him up.

After the incident, many people may have identified him as the culprit, and even try to put the hat on his head.

Even though euse is talking and laughing with him now, I'm afraid he's willing to admit that he's behind the scenes.

"Well, it's going to light up in the sky. Even if you can't sleep, you have to lie down for a while. I'll go up first. Good night, and you'll have an early rest."

With that, Eustace got up and left the side hall swaying.

“Fuck！”

After she left, ferry, who has always been polite, finally couldn't help but grab the glass of wine that she didn't drink much and smash it violently on the floor.

"Bang!"

The goblet broke in an instant.

Inside the red wine spilled out, strong scarlet, like blood.