1146 Countdown to Hell

In the early morning, Isabella woke up from her sleep wearing a thin shawl. She walked to the window sill and looked outside, and saw several people kneeling on the ground in the yard.

They were hooded in black hoods and then gunshots rang out.

Several people fell to the ground, their black hoods bleeding rapidly.

Wearing a hood is not to reduce the pressure on the person being killed, it is purely because the killer does not want to go to the trouble of cleaning up the yard.

Regardless of whether it is from front to back or from back to front, the bullet will enter the skull like a "blank" after penetrating the first layer of bone.

The brain cannot put too much restraint on the bullet. Coupled with the angle of entry into the brain, the bullet will begin to roll inside the skull.

This is why bullets often flip over the other side of the skull after hitting the head.

In this open wound, plasma and brain will be sprayed out in a spray, all over the floor!

Cleaning these things is a pain in the ass, not just disgusting, but troublesome.

It's troublesome enough on its own, but it's even more troublesome when there are so many of them, and they're enough to spray all over the yard.

If it is not cleaned, some bugs or even mice will soon appear.

The door was pushed open, and a female employee wearing a Blackstone security uniform walked in.

Isabella turned and asked, "Who are these?"

She is completely desperate for the actions of Lynch and Blackstone Security. She is not a "partner" at all, she is just an "excuse", an excuse for Blackstone Security or the federation to interfere in the affairs here.

She didn't even know if those killed were her own or someone else.

The female employee who came in walked to the bed and glanced at the corpses being thrown onto the cart. "These people tried to sneak in last night, but we discovered them."

“After interrogating them all night, they felt they had nothing to ask, so they were sent back to the arms of God.”

Isabella caught a key word very keenly, "Are they federal people?"

There are many people who believe in God all over the world, but it is not absolute in terms of religion. In addition to the church, there are many beliefs similar to ancient gods, such as Nagaril.

There are not many such beliefs with local characteristics, and most independently derived cultures have their own beliefs.

Only Gefra, the Federation, and several neutral countries have more people who believe in God.

She immediately thought these people were from the Federation, but the female bodyguard shook her head, "They are international mercenaries."

There is no nationality, no preference, and the only belief is money.

This confused Isabella, "Have I ever offended these people?"

The female bodyguard nodded with a half-smile, "Yes, when we were chasing the remnants of the resistance, a shell penetrated the top layer of soil, exposing the huge open-pit silver mine underneath."

"Ms. Isabella, you will soon become the richest woman in the world, bar none."

This sentence seemed like a dialogue full of admiration, but it made Isabella almost suffocated.

The knuckles of her fingers while holding the window sill were white from exertion, and a small piece of her ring finger nail was broken due to excessive force, and blood flowed down the edge of the broken nail.

But she didn't feel anything at all.

She knew about the Silver Alliance, she knew about the silver currency, and she knew what silver meant to these people.

"Lynch wants me to die?!", was the only conclusion she could draw at this time.

She was just a woman, a figurehead, one who had not fully inherited the military power her father had left behind.

But now, this "incomplete body" is being pushed by Lynch to go against the world!

That is more than twenty countries, as well as countless big capitalists and international speculators.

There is no law, morality or ethics in these people's eyes!

Whoever prevents them from getting rich is their enemy!

Now that she had become the enemy of these people, then... She turned her head again and looked at the corpses that had been pushed out of the courtyard. These people should have come to assassinate her.

The female bodyguard shook her head, "No, you are our important customer. During the contract period, we will ensure your safety, just like now."

"No one can harm you without our permission, so you don't need to worry at all."

"It's just that sometimes you need to cooperate a little bit, that's all."

"We won't even restrict your freedom!"

Isabella took a deep breath, "I want to call Lynch!"

The female bodyguard turned and left, "This is your freedom. Also, let me inform you that your breakfast is ready. We still have some work to do after breakfast."

Then Isabella called Lynch.

On the phone, she suppressed the emotions that were about to explode, and Lynch could hear the frantic hysteria in her voice.

She tried her best to suppress herself from shouting, but just this suppressed voice made people feel as if she was going crazy.

"You will kill me, you know, they have sent people to assassinate me!" Her voice was trembling, and it could be heard that she was a little scared now.

Lynch sat on the chair with his legs crossed and a cigarette burning in his hand. "Don't worry, we will protect your safety. No one can hurt you."

Isabella still didn't believe it. She didn't believe that anyone could really do this. "People will always make mistakes. There will always be times when I will die. It's all because of your damn plan!"

"What do you have on hand?" Lynch asked suddenly. Isabella didn't react. He repeated it again and asked in more detail, "For example, are there any vases or something like that?"

Isabella didn't understand what he was going to do. She suppressed her irritability and glanced at the sunflower in the vase on the table indifferently. "Yes, there is a sunflower in front of me."

"Hold on……"

The busy signal from the phone made Isabella a little confused, but she answered the call again after ten seconds, "In ten seconds, this flower will be finished..."

"seven……"

"six……"

"..."

"one……"

There was almost no sound of gunfire, and the sunflowers in front of Isabella instantly turned into sunflower seeds, splashing everywhere!

Her whole body shivered, and she even thought she might have peed.

The distance between this flower and her was only... She checked it visually, it was about half a meter away. These people were really crazy!

She quickly stood up and walked to a position outside the window where she could not be observed. Her emotions were already overwhelming, "What the hell, what the hell!"

"What the hell are you going to do?", she was going crazy!

Lynch smiled and said softly, "I just want to tell you that there will be at least four snipers protecting you from different directions at any time."

"As long as I am willing, I can make sure that there is no living person within a hundred meters around you, so you don't need to worry too much about safety issues at all."

"There are also our people patrolling the perimeter, and there are also hidden sentries. The security service you enjoy now is higher than the security factor of the Federal President!"

"It is possible to succeed in assassinating the president, but it is absolutely impossible to succeed in assassinating you!"

"I have other things to do, do you have any questions?"

There was indifference in her gentle voice, and Isabella sighed after a moment of silence, "No more, you can hang up the phone."

"Goodbye then, Isabella!"

After hanging up the phone, Lynch shook his head. He glanced at the calendar and saw that there were still a few days left. He hoped to postpone it a little longer!

Whether they go to assassinate Isabella or discuss cooperation with Isabella, it will take time, which can make many things smoother.

For example, the closing and opening of positions in various financial accounts, such as the continuous purchase of gold.

Especially buying gold is very important.

The Silver Alliance will be destined to become a failed federation, and then gold will once again become the precious metal benchmarked against currency. This also means that whoever owns more gold will be able to become the mainstream world currency for settlement in the future.

Lynch, the six major banks and even the Federation are joining forces to acquire gold. Financial monsters of the level of the six major banks have begun to make market decisions, and the effect is completely different from ordinary institutions and bookmakers.

While they are buying gold, they are using the gold they buy to hold down the market. These are all spot goods, not futures, which also means that as long as someone has money, they can definitely buy this gold.

It is also spot trading, so the growing number of short orders has caused panic among retail investors and small and medium-sized institutions.

The more they vomit, the greater the pressure, the stronger the short position, and the more those who are still insisting are forced to make concessions!

It's like a snowball. You may be able to stop it at first, but once it gets rolling, it can't be stopped.

The short-term decline of silver did not give gold prices a break. On the contrary, because there were continuous large-scale selling orders that no one took, it caused the next continuous decline and continued to stimulate the market.

On Wednesday of the new week, the price of gold has dropped from nearly 40 yuan an ounce to 29 yuan an ounce, and it is still going down!

While shorting gold, buying in, and simultaneously shorting silver, Lime's investment funds and Blackstone funds began to operate at full speed.

With six major banks cooperating and relying on the Federation, Lynch would feel sorry for himself if he didn't make a huge profit!

A week has passed. After the back and forth in the previous three days, the price of silver rose back to the high of 19 yuan on Friday, and is ready to charge to 20 yuan anytime and anywhere.

Under Lynch's instruction, Charlie (sister), who had already been in contact with Isabella, also announced to the public in the name of "Charlie Silver Foundation" that they had obtained the mining rights of the Marillo Silver Mine for the next ten years.

At the same time, they believe that now is not the most suitable time, so they will not mine this silver mine for the time being. This news has become the final boost for silver.

With one minute left before the close on Friday afternoon, the price of silver had already risen to nineteen seventy-six cents. There were still twenty-four cents left to create a miracle!

At this last minute, suddenly a large number of short-selling accounts appeared in the silver futures market.

And before anyone could react, the trading time ended...

Many people have a question, whose handiwork is this?