Black Book

Chapter 126 No mole

"Mr. Wilson, the salon is about to start, please follow me."

The call in his ear called back Zhu Haomiao's attention. He retracted his dark and deep gaze, smiled and nodded to the waiter beside him.

"sorry to bother you."

Following the waiter all the way to the hidden room on the third floor, in the spacious and luxurious hall, a group of well-dressed British gentlemen were chatting and laughing.

When they saw "Wilson" walk in, several of them obviously changed their expressions and looked unhappy.

But more people looked him up and down with curiosity, with a look of condescension in their eyes.

After reading Wilson's memories, Zhu Haomiao quickly understood the identities of these people. They were all elite and powerful figures of Little Britain in the Qing Dynasty.

Some of them were big capitalists, some were dignitaries who managed the customs and taxes of the Qing Dynasty, and some were foreigners who came from the mainland...

More than a year ago, Wilson was just a small shrimp in their eyes.

After more than a year of rapid growth, Wilson, the rising star with a rising reputation, is barely qualified to sit in the same room with them!
After looking around, Zhu Haomiao, who was originally preparing to withdraw and return, became interested. He had a vague premonition that these guys got together to definitely not have any good intentions.

No traitor!
Keep talking, I'm listening!
Wilson nodded to them with a smile, then found an inconspicuous spot and sat down in a low-key manner. His neither humble nor arrogant, elegant and graceful temperament surprised many people.

Isn't it said that this guy is a bloodthirsty mad dog?

Why doesn’t it look similar?
But no one paid much attention to this low-level newcomer. All the big shots in the room looked at him and continued their conversations.

Not long after, the door of the house opened again, and a middle-aged white man in a gorgeous military uniform walked in slowly with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

In an instant, everyone in the room subconsciously tensed up, jumped up, and stared at the man with awe and nervous eyes.

"Your Majesty the Duke!"

"sit."

He walked past the crowd without looking around, until the man sat down in the most honorable seat. Then the others sat down tremblingly, some even daring to sit only halfway, with their buttocks half hanging on the edge of the chair.

The whole room was suddenly shrouded in an invisible aura, and the relaxed atmosphere just now was no longer there.

Standing up and sitting down again along with everyone else, "Wilson" looked at the man calmly and found some information about him in his mind.

Duke of Red Dragon——Joseph Christo!

The commander-in-chief of the British Far East District!
A man who has the power of life and death!
More importantly, one could sense an unprecedented sense of terrifying oppression from him.

In a trance, it seemed as if the entire world was gathered behind him and moved according to his will!

A word flashed through Zhu Haomiao's mind.

Child of destiny!

A person favored by fate, a person who plays a key role in the transformation of the world line...

The darling of the entire fantasy world!
Or, to put it more bluntly, he is the [protagonist] of this world!
In an instant, Zhu Haomiao remembered a sentence that Feng Zhaobai had once mentioned casually.

"At my level, as long as I'm careful to avoid some of the destiny monsters in this plane, I can basically walk sideways for the rest..."

Destiny Monster...

The "protagonist" that even hegemony has to give way to!
However, Zhu Haomiao was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt an irrepressible excitement.

Because the "protagonist" has an unimaginable fortune!
If I could defeat or even kill him...

Squinting his eyes, an imperceptible black light of "greed" emanated from the depths of Zhu Haomiao's pupils.

However, Joseph Christo, who was not far away, didn't notice the little shrimp in the corner at all. He looked around calmly and spoke calmly.

"This time, we have brought all the gentlemen together for an important matter."

After a pause, and waiting for everyone present to prepare themselves mentally, he spoke slowly and leisurely.

"Her Majesty has heard God's call. Before receiving the Lord's grace, she hopes that the most precious gem in the world will be embedded in the imperial crown!"

After these words came out, even though they were prepared, everyone couldn't help but be shocked. In the corner, "Wilson" frowned slightly, and didn't quite understand what he said.

God’s call?
Victoria is dying?
That’s right…it’s only been a few years…

So, what did she want to do before she died?
gem?

It seems to be a metaphor for something...

and many more!

Hard drugs seem to be called the most dazzling "gem" in the British crown!
His eyes moved slightly, Zhu Haomiao frowned thoughtfully, and looked around the room.

They are all powerful figures in the Far East, covering finance, politics, and military...

If they work together, they can overthrow any country.

Including me!
Just as Zhu Haomiao was thinking, a well-mannered old man spoke first and shook his head in embarrassment.

"Isn't it enough to have the legal system of Bharata? The Chinese legal system of the Qing Dynasty... is very stubborn. It is difficult for them to submit to the rule of a foreign race, unless..."

After a pause, the old man sighed and spoke word by word.

"Integrate with them!"

Hearing such anti-Tiangang words, Joseph Christo shook his head in disdain.

"How can a higher civilization possibly integrate into a lower civilization?"

"What I want is their surrender!"

"Since these yellow-skinned monkeys are willing to be slaves of the Jurchens, they can also be our slaves!"

Hearing this, the old man pondered for a while and shook his head.

"The core of their civilization is very tenacious and will not change easily. It is easy to defeat them, but it is very difficult to overthrow them and establish effective rule."

"The Jurchens were recognized and granted the legal status of the Chinese emperor only at the cost of their active assimilation."

"What's more, their territory is so vast..."

Hearing this, Joseph Christo interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"Professor Morton, I will find a way to dismember Him militarily. You don't have to worry."

As he spoke, Joseph Christo clapped his hands, and a curtain on the wall opened, revealing a huge map of the Qing territory.

"The southwestern plateau will be incorporated into Bharata, and the northwestern part of the empire will be divided equally with Lucia..."

"Part of Northeast China will be given to Russia, and part to Japan. Let them fight and fight..."

"Part of Luzhou can be given to Deyi..."

"Guangdong and Guangxi can let Mi and Fa fight for it..."

"In order to connect with the South Vietnamese colony, the Lanxi will definitely make great efforts..."

"Italy..."

"Austria-Hungary..."

Holding a long teaching stick, Joseph Christo gestured on the map of the territory and in a few words made the arrangements clear.

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

You are just standing here dividing the cake!

Even though he knew that the fantasy world and reality were two different things, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

Because our house was almost divided up before!

(End of this chapter)