Chapter 1245: Murder and Silence

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Dulles was also born into a political family, especially his deceased brother John Dulles, who was Secretary of State under Eisenhower. Their maternal grandfather, John Watson Foster, was President Benjamin Harrison's Secretary of State, and their uncle Robert Lansing was President Woodrow Wilson's Secretary of State.

Although they have never reached a high position, there are three people who have become the second-largest people in the United States in different eras, which can be regarded as prominent. Dulles, who is the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, is the most ordinary one among them. Of course, this ordinary person is different from the eyes of ordinary people. The ordinaryness cannot be compared to the same.

Even though he had been arranged to retire by Kennedy, Dulles still appeared majestically in Washington, D.C., at Kennedy's funeral, which was about to begin. This was evident.

It's no wonder that Alan Wilson doubted Dulles's credentials. If he were in the UK, he would have tortured the old man to test whether he was reliable.

What the two brothers have in common is that they must not only be hostile to the Soviet Union, but also prevent the resurgence of Britain and France. However, the situation has evolved to this day, and it is difficult for Alan Wilson to say whether this idea failed. France lost almost all the colonies it wanted, but Algeria, which it valued most, was still preserved.

The British rule over Malaya is now considered stable. The influence in the Middle East has not dissipated. Africa is still pursuing strategies that are beneficial to itself and trying to retain its influence as much as possible after leaving.

On the contrary, the brothers have died and retired, and their influence will surely gradually dissipate. Only their sister, Elena Dulles, still serves in the U.S. State Department.

Compared to others, Alan Wilson was more familiar with McCarthy. In fact, McCarthy has a relatively coincidental fact. He entered politics in the same year as Kennedy and Nixon.

Normally, that is, in Alan Wilson's world, McCarthy should have everything going smoothly. Even if he cannot become president like Kennedy and Nixon, it is not difficult to become a heavyweight senator and a one-party giant, just like now.

"Joseph, every time I see you, I want to go against my own nature and persuade you to restrain yourself from alcohol." Alan Wilson said with a dilemma on his face, explaining that it was not easy for him to make this difficult decision.

"Alan, don't say these spoiling things." McCarthy shook his head slightly. How serious is this occasion today? Why are you talking about drinking, but after the funeral, you can consider using alcohol to numb your sadness.

On the way to the funeral, the two talked about some possible future developments. Alan Wilson was a little pessimistic, "The Republican Party may be affected in the election because of Kennedy's assassination. Even as far away as London, I know that he is very popular." Next year's election could be tough for Republicans.

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But there is no need to make a fuss about it. Now is the time for the two parties to transform. The Republican Party is becoming more conservative, while the Democratic Party is stepping on the accelerator towards the white and left road. Both parties have a bright future.

When the two parties reshape their values ​​and continue to compete, do you think the purpose has been lost?

Alan Wilson took out a notebook that looked like a ghost drawing and wrote down his thoughts at this time. When he got back, he would make a report on the possible evolution of the political situation in the United States due to the assassination of Kennedy, which would contribute to the professional image management of the Cabinet Secretary.

"What is this Allen?" McCarthy also saw the private notes of the Lord in the Hall, and asked curiously.

"Oh, remind me, record what you see and think, and remind yourself to improve it when you have time." Alan Wilson said in front of McCarthy without any concealment.

"They are all these things." There are no two identical people in the world. How could McCarthy know what was thinking in Alan Wilson's mind, but he was still curious, so there was nothing he could do about it.

Alan Wilson couldn't tell McCarthy that it was all about the birthdays and hobbies of ladies of the same status as his wife. The latest record was that he himself and President Kennedy had become like-minded, and only a small part of it was recorded.

"I just wanted to talk to Dulles about the international situation, but I forgot." Alan Wilson's acting skills, which were tested by movie queens, came into play at this time. The whole process was smooth and smooth, and he did not hide that he was a member of the special relationship between Britain and the United States. The original intention of coming here was to use this funeral occasion to do my own business.

McCarthy understood. Faced with Alan Wilson's questions, such as the question of Dulles's relationship with the Republican Party, he gave an affirmative answer, "Anyway, you are not going back right away. I will help you find an opportunity to meet with Dulles." Let’s talk. By the way, have you arranged a place to live?”

"Someone can help me arrange it." Alan Wilson looked down on people. He also had friends in the United States.

On the street centered on the White House, countless pedestrians stopped. This kind of scene rarely occurs in the United States. The last time someone was treated like this was Roosevelt. It took Roosevelt four consecutive terms as president to have an unprecedented funeral. Kennedy did this in just three years, which shows his success in managing the presidential image.

After Kennedy's coffin was transported back to Washington, people from all walks of life came to pay their respects to Kennedy. Even late at night, people who came to express condolences were still queuing up. Kennedy's brother Robert Kennedy, his widow Jacqueline and their two children also wore black coats and looked sad.

At the funeral, John F. Kennedy Jr., the youngest son of President Kennedy, saluted his father's coffin, followed by his uncle Robert Kennedy. This scene can't help but bring tears to my eyes.

Alan Wilson, who was present at Kennedy's funeral, persisted until the end, practicing the special relationship between Britain and the United States, and saw Jacqueline kneeling in front of Kennedy's grave.

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But countless screams were heard in families across the United States. While the funeral was going on, Oswald, the alleged murderer, was taken out by the police and escorted to the county jail.

When Oswald was brought out, a hotel owner named Jack Ruby shot him to death. Because NBC was covering the deportation of criminals, it was absolutely unexpected that the murder scene was broadcast live.

Under such circumstances, Oswald was killed on the spot by Jack Ruby, which was broadcast live to thousands of households.

Alan Wilson was expressing his grief for Robert F. Kennedy when his aide came over to whisper, and then the attorney general's face changed.

Kennedy's brother was still calm. At this moment, countless American citizens who watched the murder and silence being broadcast live nationwide were spitting out fragrance, as if their mouths were covered with honey.

"What's the matter, Robert?" Alan Wilson asked with an I-don't-say-anything-but-I-know-everything expression.

"It's nothing, Allen, I still have something to do." Robert Kennedy calmed down. He wanted to discuss it with his family. Many people are unreliable now, let alone an Englishman.

"It's okay, I understand." Alan Wilson looked serious, as if he really didn't know anything.

What's the use of being dissatisfied? It's just one more dead soul. However, this is an internal affair of the Americans. Even if there is a special relationship between Britain and the United States, the Secretary-General of the Cabinet cannot interfere.

Alan Wilson glanced at Jacqueline in black, who was followed by a pair of children. She usually looked like this, but now she looked passable.

The funeral was over, but the impact of JFK's assassination was just beginning as his assassin was killed on national television.

Alan Wilson, who left with McCarthy, took a bus from the other side of the special relationship between Britain and the United States and returned to the residence prepared by his American friend, wondering when McCarthy would arrange for him to meet Dulles.

The discussion about murder and silence had nothing to do with him at this time. He ran from London to Washington in one breath. Now he wanted to take a break, knocked on the door and shouted, "Cheryl!"

Soon a twenty-year-old girl opened the door and was not surprised to see the visitor, "Uncle Wilson, we're done."

"Cheryl, you obviously respected me when you were in Europe. Did you forget your ladylike manners when you returned to the United States?" Alan Wilson commented in the tone of an elder.

Lana Turner's figure appeared and gave her daughter a wink, "Don't talk to Uncle Wilson like that."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not very old, so I can have my own opinions." Alan Wilson shook his head and sighed, "You said that if you gave birth to a child at the age of sixteen, this kind of problem would arise."

Alan Wilson is very open-minded and does not care about the naughty behavior of his best friend's daughter. "I have admitted it in front of Dulles that Sherry is my daughter. Who would be angry with my daughter?"

As McCarthy said, although he is British, he also has several friends in the United States. If he had time, he would also like to see his son. He didn't know how life would be with Pauline Godard.

"Dulles?" Lana Turner frowned, "Secretary of State?"

To ordinary people, the director of the CIA is not as well-known as the secretary of state.

"The whole family has something to eat. I am empty now." Ellen Wilson said in a long voice, not forgetting her daughter's senses. "Cheryl, how is life in the United States? I won't stay in Europe for a long time." Are you used to it?"

Just chatting for fun, Alan Wilson really needs to take a good rest, now he is just trying to force himself to make jokes. The eyelids started fighting as soon as they saw the pillow.

He slept soundly here with Lana Turner. The two events that happened before and after Kennedy's funeral and the murderer were silenced have caused an uproar, once again breaking out of the United States and going to the world.

At the Cabinet meeting at No. 10 Downing Street, the Cabinet Secretary-General was missing. However, before leaving, the Cabinet Secretary-General firmly believed that this was an isolated incident. How dare he also silence the murderer?

The murderer was really silenced. I wonder what Alan Wilson would think if he found out about it? But? Was JFK really a murder? Murdering a sitting president with a prominent background?