Chapter 937 True and False Funeral Objects (2)

Regarding the scepter, the earl firmly denied it, unlike when he answered the golden mask before, he hesitated.

Yang Cheng has reason to suspect that the key to the problem lies in the golden mask.

Pretending to be regretful, he said, "It's a pity. I haven't been to Egypt yet, and I haven't been lucky enough to see the treasures handed down from ancient times with my own eyes. I won't see the last time in my lifetime. It's a lifetime regret."

It's a pity that William didn't keep up with the train of thought, otherwise the cooperation would be more effective.

The Earl wasn't fooled, he didn't speak, and Yang Cheng himself couldn't pick it up, he was very cunning.

In the afternoon, everyone stopped talking about the pharaoh’s curse, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. At 8:00 p.m., because of William’s presence, the specifications of the dinner went up a few levels. Disturbed the atmosphere of the dinner party.

The seating arrangement of the guests in the noble family banquet is also very particular. In the traditional sense, the host will arrange the guests to be seated according to the principle of male and female. Married couples will be separated, because it is usually considered that the couple has spent enough time together. Engaged couples are seated together so they can talk to each other, accompanied by a chaperone.

In addition, the background of each guest must be considered, and everyone must have a chat partner. If it is a big festival like Christmas, dozens of guests may stay in the castle all day and eat more than one meal, then It is necessary to ensure that the people sitting next to the luncheon and dinner are different, so as to encourage everyone to have more opportunities to communicate. These jobs require a lot of effort, and not everyone can be a nobleman.

Fortunately, there weren't many people today, so Fiona, as the hostess, didn't have to waste too many brain cells.

After the dinner began, the servant brought the meals with one hand on a silver tray, while Kelin stood behind the earl, watching closely the actions of every guest at the table. The dinner was mainly traditional British dishes, and the menu is said to have been extended. It has been used for 200 years. Of course, with the progress of the times, the taste has been improved by combining the characteristics of Italy and France. The taste is quite good, breaking the inherent impression that British food is unpalatable. After all, it is for the Earl Not those John Bulls who only know how to fry fish steaks.

Seasonal vegetables are combined with various meats to form a delicious dish. One of the classic grilled lamb chops with cheese and Yorkshire pudding has received unanimous praise. Chef Paul also received a face-to-face appreciation from William. This honor is enough for him to propose to join Salary is required.

At the after-dinner reception, two male servants serve wine and shuttle among the guests to ensure that their glasses will not be empty. In fact, this service method is a classic "Russian" style, which requires the highest number of waiters and service quality The way of serving dishes also reveals the family background invisibly and calmly.

After the dinner, Yang Cheng, who was going to stay overnight, suddenly received a call from Carson. Martin, who had fallen into a certain silent mode before, spoke up under continuous interrogation, and revealed a very important situation.

At present, Yang Cheng still has the mind to stay in Highclere Castle and argue with the Earl. No mask or curse is as important as finding the murderer who wants to kill him.

So, he dragged Luo Yue into the helicopter and rushed back to Beihai Manor. After landing, he comforted Luo Yue and let her go to rest alone. Then he came to the interrogation room without stopping. vicious dog.

It’s been less than 12 hours since we left. Goodbye to Martin. There’s not a single piece of flesh on his body. Of course, the brother in charge of the interrogation was also kind and didn’t take off his stitched fingers again, but the Christmas next to him was much worse. , there were only a few fingers left, but now there are none left,

I'm afraid it will be on par with Doraemon in the future.

Martin, who was covered in blood and flesh, seemed to be shaking non-stop because of the pain, moaning in pain, and distracted. No wonder Martin, who was not as strong as Christmas, couldn't bear it and wanted to speak.

Yang Cheng was still wearing the dress for the dinner party. The neat black dress without a single wrinkle set him off extremely tall and straight, exuding the style of a mature man. However, now that he is in the bloody interrogation room, this outfit looks Extraordinary violation.

But no one will pay attention to his clothes right now. After observing for a while, Yang Cheng signaled Hansen behind him to wake up Martin. The method is very simple. Pour a basin of icy cold water on him, so that he may not be awake.

"Wow~"

"Ah~~~"

Martin shuddered, raised his head with all his strength, saw the instigator who made him miserable, and roared angrily, "You damn bastard~"

Yang Cheng frowned slightly into Sichuan characters, "I thought you had recognized the reality, it really made me happy for nothing."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Martin was startled, and excitedly stopped Yang Cheng, "Don't~ wait, damn, damn, I said, I said~"

Yang Cheng turned back to face Martin and pouted, "Speak, I'm listening."

Martin casts complicated glances over the comatose Christmas, feeling his vocal chords torn, causing his voice to split, sounding like spent tape.

"Don't you just want to know where the headquarters of our organization is?" Martin asked with a sneer on his face after taking a few deep breaths.

Yang Cheng didn't say anything, just quietly waiting for his next words.

Martin knew the current affairs, and before Yang Cheng scolded him, he took the initiative to continue, "Would you believe me if I said we don't have a headquarters at all?"

The upper eyelid of Yang Cheng's left eye twitched, and the pupil shrank undetectably, "Are you sure you're not joking with me, you should know that my patience has reached a critical point, and it is impossible to give you opportunities endlessly."

Martin sneered, "Of course, if I'm already like this, is there any need to hide it?"

Both Yang Cheng and Hansen felt that there was no need for Martin to lie and disturb his sight. Obviously, Yang Cheng's anger could consume him at any time. Martin, who was afraid of death, wouldn't joke about his own life, right?

Hansen pondered for a while, stepped forward and whispered in Yang Cheng's ear, "Boss, there are indeed many mysterious organizations that never set up headquarters. This is for safety reasons, and all members use a pyramid single-line connection method to communicate and transfer tasks. "

Yang Cheng hummed expressionlessly, smacked his lips and threatened, "Since you don't have a headquarters, there is no need for you to exist~"

Before he finished speaking, Martin, who was terrified, thought that Yang Cheng was going to kill him, so if he didn't rush to show off, he shouted, "I have, I have value, my father has the contact information of nearly half of the organization members and many organization members. Secrets, even property, yes, property, as long as you find my father, the money will be yours."

Martin seemed to be grasping at the last straw, desperately implying that Yang Cheng had a lot of wealth waiting for him to get it.

Yang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Then, what is your father's name and where is he?"

Martin didn't dare to delay for a second this time. "My father's name is Gareth Lopez. He rarely shows up. I only know that he owns a property in Tennessee, and he often goes there to have private meetings with his lover."

"Tennessee? The headquarters of the 3~K~ Party?" Yang Cheng thought in his heart, the expression on his face finally became more exciting. Unexpectedly, Martin looked like a prodigal son, and he cared about his father's love life.

"Hansen, write down the detailed address and send someone to Tennessee. If his father really appears there, he will take it down in one fell swoop. Remember not to disturb the media and F~B~I."

"It's the boss~"

Yang Cheng didn't stay in the interrogation room, the smell of blood was too strong, making it uncomfortable.

He hadn't had time to change his clothes when he entered the door, and the slim dress hugged his injured arm, which was very uncomfortable. As soon as he went out, he asked Carson to help him take off his coat and shirt. The bandage that wrapped the wound was already stained red with blood. Don't dare to neglect, go find him first. The doctor changed the dressing, and then went back to the bathroom. With Luo Yue's help, he simply wiped his body, changed into comfortable home clothes and returned to the first floor.

Carson sent mineral water and anti-inflammatory drugs at room temperature, and after staring at Yang Cheng to eat, he was relieved. He had been worried about the wound inflammation all day long. Fortunately, the doctor's examination did not deteriorate, otherwise he would have to tie Yang Cheng in the hospital. *****Healing from illness, if the wound is not healed, he will not be able to sleep in bed for a day.

"My lord, how does it feel to go to Highclere Castle today?"

Yang Cheng drooled again, and said with a smile, "I think the Beihai Manor is more suitable for living. Although the High Collier Castle looks more majestic, it looks too solemn and lacks a trace of life."

Carson understood Yang Cheng's meaning, "Master, on the way back, Kelin called me. Thank you, Master, for helping to convey my blessings."

Yang Cheng waved his hand, "It's okay, it's easy, by the way, I want to ask you something, do you know the development of the Carnarvon family in the mall? I mean their main source of income."

Carson frowned and thought for a long time, then slowly shook his head, "I have never heard of Highclere Castle doing business, at most it is relying on the property left by the ancestors to collect rent."

Yang Cheng thought to himself, "Sure enough, they have other sources of income."

He hurriedly asked, "Then did you hear that they sold antiques to maintain the castle?"

Carson replied without hesitation, "Yes, and it's not just the Carnarvon family. In fact, more than 80% of the aristocratic families that still exist in Britain rely on selling antiques to make ends meet."

Yang Cheng pressed his fist and said in a low voice, "Go and investigate for me, in the past 20 years, no! In the past 50 years, have any of the antiques sold by the Carnarvon family related to the tombs of Egyptian pharaohs or even Tutankhamun? If there is any treasure, what is it? Who was it sold to? How much was it sold for? I want all the relevant information you can find."

Carson never asked why, and faithfully carried out every order of Yang Cheng, "Give me a few days, sir, and I will definitely find out. The royal family has a special agency responsible for tracking and recording nobles, so as to keep abreast of their living conditions." , as long as the relationship is established, it is not difficult to obtain the records and files of the Carnarvon family."

"That's good. If you need to spend money, you don't need to support me. Use 100% efficiency. I want to see the results in the shortest possible time."

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