Two Choices
Translator: _Min_ Editor: Caron_
At Coro Airport, a comrcial airliner landed on the runway.
A young man with a baseball cap walked off the plane. Behind him were two burly n dressed in suits. From the way they stared behind him instead of looking around, the two n apparently weren’t this young man’s?bodyguards and were more like guards.
After he got off the plane, one of the burly n showed his ID to the airport staff. The trio imdiately entered a special track of the airport and arrived in front of a black limousine.
When the door opened, Jas Rothschild’s facial muscles twitched when he saw the person sitting in the car, but he still suppressed the urge to flee and sat in the car.
“It’s nice to et you, Mr. Jas Rothschild.”
“Nice to et you… Mr. Jiang Chen.” Jas tried to squeeze out a smile but it was uglier than crying. He shook Jiang Chen’s hand.
Even if it was a tool, he could understand that the fire in Pilsen’s Synagogue was probably related to this man in front of him in so shape or form.
The heads, heirs, and representatives of the thirteen families who marked the core ranks of the Freemasonry almost all died in the fire… only he survived. Although the death of a family leader would only cause so temporary turmoil?for the old continental families such as the Krupps and Rothschilds, and the covenant that lasted a hundred years wouldn’t be destroyed because of the death of a few people, it was still a heavy blow for the collective Freemasonry.
Even the most unruly terrorist organizations absolutely wouldn’t have the guts to commit such resolute actions.
Unless it was a reckless madman…
In the hands of a madman, Jas couldn’t help but feel deep despair.
“Please sit down.” Jiang Chen pointed to the seat opposite him. Jas nodded quickly and carefully sat down across from him.
Jiang Chen made a gesture to the bodyguard outside and the bodyguard closed the door. The driver started the car and Jas noticed that the bodyguard in the front passenger seat put his hand intentionally or unintentionally in front of his chest.
There was no doubt that he was holding a gun. If he acted slightly abnormal, the pistol hidden in his suit would instantly point against his forehead.
When Jas thought of that, his already pale face turned even whiter.
During this short period of ti, Jiang Chen examined the man in front of him. Even if he was relatively inexperienced at reading people, he intuitively concluded that the man nad Jas Rothschild was inferior to his brother Carn?not by just a little, both in terms of ability and courage.
It was better this way.
If he was a capable person, it would be more difficult.
Looking at Jas’ unsettled appearance, Jiang Chen smiled and said with delight, “Are you scared?”
Jas forced a smile and didn’t respond.
“You can try to take a deep breath. It’ll help you,” Jiang Chen said.
Jas took a few deep breaths. Not only did he not relax, but he instead choked himself and coughed repeatedly.
Jas said with a grim face as he looked up: “Mr. Jiang, if there’s anything you need to do, just say it. I presu you didn’t bring from Europe to Xin not just to watch make a fool of myself.”
After hearing Jas’s words, Jiang Chen looked at him slyly.
“Do you know why you’re here?”
“I swear to God that what happened in Los Santos had nothing to do with -”
“Of course I know it had nothing to do with you.” Jiang Chen raised his hand and interrupted Jas.
Jas was delighted.
“That—”
“However, it has to do with your last na, Rothschild,” Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Jas’ heart sank and his hands and feet turned icy cold.
Looking at his frightened appearance, Jiang Chen smiled and said inattentively, “You have two choices now.”
“The first choice is to work for . Maybe I’ll let you beco the next head of the Rothschild family.”
“The second choice…” Jiang Chen deliberately paused for a mont, raised a second finger, and roguishly said, “Go and beco food for the fish.”
“I’ll pick the first one!” Jas Rothschild said without hesitation as he sold out his family. “What do you need to do?”
A wise choice.
Jiang Chen grinned and whispered, “The fire in the Pilsen Synagogue was a conspiracy directed by Carn Rothschild.”
Jas took a second to process it, but quickly, cold sweat dripped down from his forehead and he realized what Jiang Chen ant.
In the Freemasonry senior eting, 12 people were killed. Only one person survived and it was the current head of the Rothschild family, Carn. It was foreseeable that the influence of the Rothschilds in the Freemasonry was bound to rise to a new height. The reorganization of the level 33 mbers would result in a more united Freemasonry than before!
This should theoretically be the case.
However, in turn, there were weaknesses to be attacked.
Future Group did motivation to plan the attack, but from the point of view of gains and losses, the Rothschilds or more specifically, Carn Rothschild, was the biggest beneficiary.
Why did only one person survive the tragedy out of all the representatives of the thirteen families? Why did Carn, who originally planned to attend the eting, temporarily change his plans and allow his not-so-talented younger brother also with inheritance rights to attend instead?
Evidence?
No need for evidence at all.
Jiang Chen wasn’t a judge, but he didn’t intend to convict the Rothschild family.
Suspicion didn’t require evidence; as long as it existed, it could cause cracks.
And this would be enough.
“Say it with .” Jiang Chen looked at Jas with a smile.
“…The fire in Pilsen Synagogue was a conspiracy directed by Carn Rothschild,” Jas said slowly word by word.
“Very good.” Looking at Jas who was very cooperative, Jiang Chen nodded pleasantly. “I’ll send you back to Europe. If a reporter asks about this, you know what to answer.”
Hearing Jiang Chen’s words, Jas imdiately said in horror: “No, you can’t do this. My brother… Carn will definitely kill !”
“I won’t make you return to Germany. You’ll travel to Moscow to take shelter from the Russian governnt in the form of refuge and at the sa ti, you’ll be interviewed by the dia there. We will provide you with the materials. You only need to be responsible for saring them.” Watching his fearful expression, Jiang Chen comforted him. “Relax, I will send people to protect you.”
After a while, the car stopped.
The bodyguard waiting at the side of the road opened the door and respectfully stepped to the side.
“Where’s this?” Jas said, looking up at the tall building in front of him, wondering, “Coro Central Hospital? Why did you take here?”
Jiang Chen’s smile was bright, but in Jas’s eyes, it was a devilish smile.
“In order to ensure that you’re obedient, I arranged a minor operation for you. Don’t worry, it’s good for you.”
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