1855 United States Tycoon

Early the next morning, Leon Jogos arrived at the North American Agricultural Technology Expo in Chicago. At this time, the venue hadn't opened yet, and Leon Jogos looked for a small restaurant next to him for breakfast.

"I want a piece of white bread, butter, a glass of milk, a grilled sausage, and a piece of smoked fish." I bought a gun, practiced guns, bought bullets a while ago, and took a little bit of Leon Jogos's body. The money is almost running out, especially the damn enhanced lead-exposed bullets, the price even exceeds forty times that of ordinary bullets. Fortunately, Leon Jogos still left himself the last bit of money. Today, he is going to do important things and he must be full. And considering that after today, I will either never have to eat, or I will always have the prison food provided by the government. Anyway, no matter which kind it is, it is not necessary to spend money, so Leon Chogos decided to simply eat up the little money left on his body.

"Good Le!" the waiter with the grease stains on his clothes replied loudly, and soon these things were put on the table. Leon Jogosz ate two bites of bread and then took a sip of milk. The milk was sweetened with a lot of sugar, but the milk taste was very weak. I don’t know if it was because of too much water or because of it. It's leftovers to make cheese. Leon Jogos frowned, which felt bad, especially when it might be the last meal. However, there is no way. The money in his pocket is not enough for him to go to high-end restaurants. Leon Jogos picked up the knife and fork again, preparing to cut a piece of the grilled sausage to eat. It's just that the sausage was really hard, but his hand was a bit trembling, so that if he was not careful, the knife fell from his hand and fell to the ground with a sound.

"Sir, are you okay? I don't think your complexion seems very good." asked a guest sitting at the next table.

"It's nothing, thank you." Leon Jogos grinned reluctantly. Then he greeted the waiter and asked him to help himself take the knife and wash it.

Leon Jogosz was indeed not sick, but he was too emotional, so he didn't sleep well last night, so his natural complexion would not look good. As for the shaking hands, he was actually not scared. It was because he thought that he was about to make a great cause that could shake the world. The name of own would be written in history like Brustu, and it was widely known, so he was a little too excited.

After the meal, the last money was handed over to the waiter. Leon Jogos walked out of the small restaurant. At this time, the door of the Chicago Exhibition Hall had also been opened. Leon Jogos pressed his gun bag on his ribs, and it was still there. So he walked in the direction of the exhibition hall.

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In applause, President William McKinley walked down from the podium, and the people around him cheered. Everyone flocked to him, trying to shake hands with him. Leon Jogos also wanted to squeeze forward, but there were so many people that he almost squeezed him to the ground. Just when he was squeezed and almost lost his balance, a man stretched out his hand to help him, and his hand seemed to touch the pistol Leon Chogos had hidden under his arm.

Leon Jogos looked up and saw that a policeman was assisting him, and he changed his face nervously. It's just that the policeman didn't seem to notice that he was carrying a gun at all, nor did he notice that he was obviously abnormal, suddenly his face paled like a dead man. Instead, he smiled slightly and nodded.

"He really didn't find it? God bless!" Leon Jogosh was too late to think about it, because President William McKinley was coming over here. So he also nodded to the policeman, and then squeezed hard to the president.

President William McKinley also noticed the young man. When he squeezed from the crowd, President William McKinley smiled at him, and he was ready to shake hands with the young man and said to him Preparation for two words of encouragement. At this time he saw the young man put his right hand into his shirt.

Until this time, Mr. President still didn't realize the possible danger. He thought the young man was touching his notebook to get his signature. After all, President William McKinley has not received anti-assassination safety training. However, none of the guards who followed the president noticed the immediate danger. Not only that, they did not even react when Leon Chogos pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the president.

"Pop!" Leon Jogosh pulled the trigger at President William McKinley. The distance between the two was less than three meters, so this shot accurately hit President William McKinley in the chest, and blood immediately poured from the place where President William McKinley was shot in the chest. He came out and dyed his white shirt and beige coat red.

"The 0.22 bullet is not lethal enough, so if you want to kill someone, you have to remember that you must fire a few more shots, and it is best to blow all the bullets in one go!" Leon Jogos's mind He remembered the shooting coach's words, so he continued to pull the trigger, "snapped" kept shooting at the president. At the same time, his left hand had already taken out the other revolver. Compared with automatic pistols, the left wheel hand gun has an obvious advantage, that is, as long as the safety is turned on, you can shoot directly by pulling the trigger without first pulling the sleeve. So the gun in his left hand rang immediately.

The people around exclaimed, screaming and becoming a mess. People ran away in a panic. At this time, Leon Jogos had already shot out the 12 bullets in the two pistols. He threw away the pistol, took out the prepared flyers from his pocket, and sprinkled it into the air while shouting loudly. "Hit all the tyrants who oppress the people!" Only then did the security guards of President William McKinley react, pounced on them, and pressed Leon Jogosh to the ground. When people in later generations talked about this case, they were also surprised at the slow response of the president's guards. However, they quickly found the reason from some newspaper reports at the time: the president’s security personnel generally lacked training. Due to budgetary issues, the president’s security funding is very limited. After President Lincoln was assassinated, people were particularly worried that the assassin might use a sniper rifle to assassinate, so controlling the surrounding highlands became what the President had to do when he appeared in public. To do such a thing requires more manpower and more funding. As a result, although the manpower has increased a lot, the funding has not increased simultaneously. The consequence is that the average salary of the president's bodyguard has dropped a lot, not even much higher than that of an ordinary new police officer in the police station. In this case, those experienced and well-trained people, who would be willing to do such a thing? Therefore, the president’s bodyguards are almost all rookies.

In the original history, President William McKinley survived for eight days after being assassinated, and was even considered to be out of danger, only because of subsequent infections and a series of complications, (including those caused by obesity) Some complications) suddenly deteriorated and died. But this time, due to the use of new and more powerful bullets from the McDonald Infantry Weapons Company, as a result, President William McKinley was declared Death shortly after he was sent to the hospital. In addition to this change, in another aspect, McDonald’s new bullet also changed history from another perspective: in the original history, President William McKinley caused his death due to various complications caused by obesity. Things have profoundly changed the basic concept of health of the people of United States. People in United States (or at least rich United States people) began to realize that obesity is bad for their health. It started with the assassination of President William McKinley. However, this time, President William McKinley died on the spot, and naturally there was no chance to show the dangers of obesity to the people of United States. So the erroneous idea that obesity equals health may be more popular for some time.

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"President William McKinley is dead. A stupid anarchist assassinated him." Jacob Schiff said to his assistant Abraham, rubbing the information in his hand and throwing it aside. "Abraham, what do you think of this matter?"

"Mr. Schiff, I think there is a conspiracy here. Most of them were arranged by Morgan or MacDonald." Abraham replied, "Of course, they wouldn't be stupid to contact the assassin directly, but I'm sure, this They must be behind the assassination."

"Do you still need to say this? This must be what they did. Their performance a few days ago was completely used to paralyze and deceive us." Jacob Schiff said angrily, "The problem is now..."

"Mr. Schiff, maybe we should..." Abraham said.

"Well, you are right! Abraham. Now we must change now. How much investment do we have in Midwestern Union Bank?" Jacob Schiff asked.

"Mr. Schiff, close to twenty million dollars." Abraham said.

"Damn it!" Jacob Schiff said. He knew that the so-called "concessions" made by Morgan and McDonald before were not written at all and were used to deceive people. Now that the president is dead, the prospects of the entire Midwest Union Bank will be immediately bearish. At this time, Morgan and McDonald are afraid that they have already planned to take advantage of the fire. The 20 million must be withdrawn immediately, otherwise... it is really unthinkable.

"Be prepared for a quick divestment." Jacob Schiff said, "Although it is likely to lose a lot. Also, immediately help me contact Mr. Morgan and Mr. McDonald. I want to visit them as soon as possible. ."

"Mr. Schiff, Mr. Morgan and Mr. Macdonald will compromise with us now?" Abraham asked worriedly.

"If they didn't make such a plan, it would be me not the president who died. Damn it! They are waiting for me. I can touch them again, and they also know. Killing the president is a warning to us. Now we must surrender to them..." Jacob Schiff said.

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