1855 United States Tycoon

It's already close to the afternoon, New York Harbor is still busy, and countless ships are unloading or loading cargo. The sturdy workers wore canvas waistcoats, carrying bags of goods along the high springboard, constantly up or down. There are even steam-powered cranes, roaring with black smoke and white mist, hoisting some large objects that cannot be carried by humans on or off ships.

In this era, steam-powered ships have appeared, but sailing ships have not yet withdrawn from the sea, and are even the protagonists of the sea. So in the harbor of New York, you can see both steam-powered ships with huge paddle wheels and towering chimneys, as well as large schooners with four or even five masts. Of course, there are also nondescript monsters, that is, hybrid ships with three or four tall masts and towering chimneys, and there are far more such ships than pure steam-powered ships.

The main reason for this situation was that the research on steam-powered ships was not very in-depth at that time, and there were concerns about the reliability of steam engines. Therefore, at that time, ships used for transoceanic voyages, even if they were equipped with steam engines, were not very in-depth. The sails are still retained, so that if the steam engine fails, the ship can still sail on the sails. Therefore, those hybrid ships with both sails and chimneys are sea-going ships, and those pure-bred steam-powered ships are mostly inland watercraft.

Now, in front of Francis is such a hybrid ship that uses both steam power and sails. This is a cargo and passenger ship of more than 4,000 tons. The bottom of the ship is the cargo hold, and the upper layer is the passenger cabin. Compared with the fast flying shears, the speed of this ship is about ten knots is not fast, but it also has the advantages that flying shears can't compare. First of all, as a cargo ship, its carrying capacity far exceeds that of ordinary flying shears. Although flying shears run faster than it, one run is equivalent to several runs of flying shears. Therefore, in the transportation of bulk goods , It has an own advantage. As a passenger ship, although its speed is slow, its comfort level is far more than those of flying shears. Those flying shears sacrifice a lot of performance in pursuit of speed, and comfort is also one of them.

Now, Francis is standing in the line waiting to board the ship, slowly approaching the customs checkpoint.

"Next! Next!" A customs officer was checking everyone's tickets and items one by one.

After waiting for a long time, it was finally Francis' turn.

The customs officer lowered his head towards the own document, only rolled his eyes and glanced at Francis, and asked, "Name?"

"Francis, Francis Patra." Francis replied quickly.

Hearing this name, the customs officer seemed to think of something. He opened his eyes to look at Francis, and then said to a police officer beside him: "Check his luggage."

The police officer opened Francis' box and looked at it for a while, then closed the box and stood up.

Francis thought that the next move of the police was to wave his hand and let him go. Who knows, this faint sentence stood out from the police: "Come with me."

Francis immediately understood that he had fallen into a trap. He turned around and wanted to escape, but he didn't know when, two unsightly and stubborn policemen were already standing behind him. As soon as he turned around, a policeman twisted his arm, and then another policeman quickly filled him with a fist and directly beat him down like a shrimp. Then, the two policemen dragged Francis, who was too painful to make a sound, toward a cabin on the side. At this moment, Francis faintly heard it, and the customs officer continued yelling: "Next!"

Francis woke up slowly, surrounded by darkness. He only felt that his head hurt. After a while, he almost remembered that after the two policemen dragged him into the cabin, they put a wet towel with a strange smell on his nose. , And then he fainted...

This is where? No, this is by no means a police station, it must be somewhere in the McDonald Chemical and Pharmaceutical Company. How dare they treat themselves like this! I have asked people to pay the price, but this time it can’t be solved by a million...

Francis got up from the ground. Since there was no light in the room, he could only fumble forward. After a few steps, a wall appeared in front of him. After touching the wall, there seemed to be a door, but the door was locked. The lock was so tight that it could hardly be shaken.

Francis banged on the door vigorously, but there was no response. He shouted loudly, but in this small dark room, there was no sound except his own voice.

Just don't know how long it took, Francis hammered the door again and again, shouting again and again in vain, but until he fell to the ground exhausted, there was still no sound.

After exhausting all his energy, Francis collapsed to the ground, and there was still no sound around him. He could only hear his own heavy breathing and a heavy heartbeat. The sound hit his heart like a heavy hammer. At first, he was still thinking about why they didn't interrogate him when they caught him, and why they left him here like this. Then he thought that something happened to him. Does the friend he entrusted know? Will he publish this thing? At that time, under pressure, maybe McDonald's Chemical and Pharmaceutical Company will let it go? But he immediately thought that his friend thought he had gone to France, and he would not release this document for at least one month. Moreover, even if he made the documents public, the most likely thing for McDonald's Chemical and Pharmaceutical Company was not to release itself, but to get rid of it altogether. Otherwise, didn’t you plead guilty of kidnapping?

This kind of thought made him fall into a huge fear, and he was left unattended for a long time (in such an environment, the sense of time of a person will be completely destroyed, and a short period of time will make him feel very long) , And made him wonder whether his friend was reliable, maybe it was the so-called friend who had betrayed him? After all, it involves a lot of money, no matter how reliable a friend is, at this time...

Bond looked at his watch and said, "This guy has been awake for an hour and a half, and it has been 20 minutes since the last time he hit the door. Time is almost up, and the effect of the medicine injected into that guy should be good. Okay. Go ahead and get that guy out!"

After Francis was put into this black room, he was immediately injected with a large amount of methamphetamine. That is to say, what is called methamphetamine in our time and space, and what is called "Dali Wan" in Shi Gaozhi's time and space. This thing can really make people brave when you first use it, but if you use too much, it can make people suspicious, irritable, and anxious. At this time, coupled with environmental hints, ordinary people can easily collapse first in spirit. At this time, the exhaustion after the effect of the medicine has passed will make their mental state worse. It is so easy to deal with such a person in an interrogation.

As expected, Francis did not resist for long before he honestly explained where he had hidden the copy. He has only two trusted friends, and each of them has a copy. As for his French Uncle, because they rarely deal with such things, he doesn't feel comfortable putting it in his Uncle. So his Uncle does not have these things.

However, he said it was a little late. A few days ago, a group of members of Blackwater had rushed to Paris on the fastest flying shear ship. These people were ordered to enter the restaurant at night, control the owner's family, and burn the entire restaurant.

A few days later, Bond returned to Scrooge. He told Scrooge that all the documents related to the damn experiment had been intercepted by them. All the insiders are either already under our control-Francis, his father and mother, his whole family are under our control. As for his uncle's situation, because of the issue of information dissemination, I still don't know. However, there should not be any major problems. And his two friends and their whole family are also guests here.

"Are you sure there are no more copies left out?" Scrooge said.

"Yes, Mr. Scrooge, I'm sure. There won't be any more copies left out." Bond said.

"Well, if there is a copy, how long will it be before it is made public?" Scrooge asked.

"The time is today, Mr. MacDonald."

"Well, if there is no accident today, I will honor the promise I made to you. You have eliminated the risk for the company and reduced the company's losses by at least one million dollars. I will take half of the money, As a bonus for participants in this operation." Scrooge said.

"Thank you, Mr. MacDonald." Bond said. "You are so generous. Besides, what about those people?"

"Does this kind of question need to be asked to me?" Scrooge said, "You make your own decision. But you must remember to make sure that these people will never pose a threat to us again."

"I see, Mr. MacDonald." Bond stepped back after speaking.

The day passed calmly, and the next day passed calmly.

On the morning of the third day, Scrooge was leisurely reading the newspaper in the office. At this time, Rockefeller walked in.

"Is it still calm?"

"Of course, it's just that something unfortunate happened in New Haven. Two Yale college students and their families caused a fire because of improper use of fire. As a result, the house was burned to white ground and no one was spared. This is really sad. John, don't you think so?"

"Yes, it's so sad! May their souls find peace in heaven." Rockefeller said very piously.

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