British 1986

This was Allen's first time visiting the Russell family's ancestral home.

It is said that there is no yard, but compared to the Allen family's house in the same direction, the small garden of several hundred square meters in front of the Russell family's house is not enough to look at.

In Allen's eyes, this kind of small garden is almost nothing.

Following the housekeeper through the small garden, as soon as he walked into the door of their house, the oncoming corridor was filled with portraits hanging on both sides.

I looked at the portraits of successive earls of the Russell family with great interest. From these portraits, I can still see the difference between the two families.

The Hill family was a "military general", and most of the oil paintings in Allen's family were full-length portraits, or oil paintings of people wearing military uniforms with medals, or heroic postures on horseback.

The accessories worn by the characters are all military medals or medals that highlight their status.

But these portraits of the Russell family are different. If they are full-length portraits, they are usually in the most ordinary black and gray dresses or suits. If they are half-length portraits, they are wearing glasses at most and looking like a scholar. Dress up to look plain.

The overall decoration of the hall is also very different from that of Allen's house. Even the corridors of Allen's house are decorated with some old-fashioned armors and swords.

In the Russell family's house, there are at most a few portraits hanging on the walls, as well as some oil paintings of special significance.

"This is an oil painting recreated according to the scene when the third Earl, His Excellency Bertrand Russell, participated in the parade."

Seeing Allen stroking his chin and standing still under a large oil painting with a banner, Butler Casford bravely introduced the background of the painting to Allen.

"Oh" Seeing this oil painting, Allen finally remembered it. He had an impression of this incident. It was a big fuss back then. The third-generation earl liked to cause trouble, inciting ordinary people to march and encourage disarmament.

That time seemed to be 1961. This old guy was eighty-nine years old at the time. He was so old that he still couldn't take any time off, so he was finally sent to the prison and imprisoned for two months.

Although he would not suffer any ill-treatment even if he went in, it was already very shameful for a noble man to live in jail for two months because he was approaching old age.

This is similar to the situation when Duke Angus was accused of fraud in the United States and imprisoned. Both were very popular back then, and his reputation was definitely affected.

When the old guy finally died, he scattered his ashes in the mountains of Wales. According to his last words, he said that he would look down on Wales in heaven.

In Wales, is it your turn as a Russell family to look down on Wales?

"Ahahaha. Allen has been waiting for a long time, eh? Where is Nicholas?" Count Conrad suppressed his anger and walked into the living room. Allen was playing with his handheld device boredly.

Seeing that there was only one butler accompanying him, even if he was angry again, Count Conrad's face felt hot. This was a serious count who came to visit his home, but he didn't even have a serious companion!

He just let it go if he had something to do. He asked his son to accompany him before leaving. Where did that unsatisfactory thing go?

"Nicholas? He said he wasn't feeling well and was going back first. Uncle Conrad, did you just go make a phone call?"

Allen put away the game console and looked at Earl Russell with a smile, but the words he asked were not friendly at all.

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Earl Russell's anger that he had just suppressed suddenly felt that he could no longer hold it back.

But he had to hold back. What he just said had nothing to do with Leipzig. Even after he finished the call, the person on the other side heard his voice, but Allen hadn't heard it yet. This kind of asking others about scandals in person Pie is really annoying!

"How could that be? Alan, you are thinking too much."

"Oh? My subordinate just reported to me that someone called my home in Leipzig, and his voice sounded very much like yours. I guess he heard wrong."

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Earl Russell took a deep breath, clenched and unclenched his hands, and after more than ten seconds of silence, his face twitched, and he waved to the butler first, indicating that the butler should go out first, and then he and Allen would be the only ones left in the living room. At this time, Earl Russell lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "Alan, what do you want? Our Russell family has never provoked your Hill family, right?"

Yes. He admitted that the two families live very close to each other. It takes less than 40 minutes to drive. In a big city, this is the distance of one district.

But the two families have been getting along for so many years, and they have always been in harmony with each other. The main reason is that the Russell family is relatively restrained here. Their family is not local, and they do not have as good a "mass base" and prestige as the Hill family, so they live here. In front of the Hill family's house, can't we just keep a low profile?

"What do I want? Haha"

Allen took out his cigarettes and threw one to Earl Russell. He lit the cigarette first, took a slow drag, and then looked at Earl Russell in front of him.

Earl Russell, who is in his early fifties, seems to be in good health. Judging from the shape of his face, he is somewhat similar to his grandfather's appearance in the oil painting. They both have a more Irish appearance, with a slender face and a big nose.

His academic achievements are definitely not as great as his grandfather's. It is said that he likes to study history.

But no matter how much he likes to study history, he still can't figure out how he provoked Allen, so much so that he made such a show for him today.

"He has what I want, simple as that."

"you!"

Seeing Allen say such words shamelessly, Count Russell trembled and wanted to point at him, but he put his hand down halfway.

"Alan, if you just want something, I can ask Leipzig to give you what you want, and you, let him go."

Earl Russell did not admit his relationship with Leipzig, but his words now have everything to do with Leipzig.

This is his last chance. If he doesn't say anything, he might be dead.

As for the last bit of dignity, let’s wait until someone saves it.

Under the somewhat puzzled gaze of Earl Russell, Allen slowly stood up, walked to the old Earl, patted his shoulder gently with his left hand and said: "Uncle Conrad, you think I am trying to rob him." Did you kill him because he had something in his hand? No, no, no. I just took back what was in his hand. As for his life and death, it is because he took my things, so he deserves to die. Anyone who takes my things deserves to die."

"???"

"Okay. It seems like you don't particularly like me coming to visit you, so let's stop here for today's meeting."

After Allen said these incomprehensible and obviously nervous words, he turned around and left, without giving Earl Russell any time to react.

Count Russell stared at Allen's back, his eyes narrowed slightly. He no longer had time to care about Leipzig's life and death. What he cared about most now was what the words Allen just said meant.

What do you mean, anyone who takes his things deserves to die?

What does it mean?

Does the Russell family have anything that Allen particularly wants?

Earl Russell had trouble sleeping and eating at the thought of being stared at by such people every day.

After coming out of Swansea, Allen didn't ask anything else. He also wanted to go to Llanelli, not far from Swansea, where Thomas was still waiting for him.

When I met Thomas, he had already booked a coffee shop, an old-fashioned seaside cafe.

It had been a long time since Alan had had coffee in a place like this.

Looking at Llanelli Port at sunset, pesky seagulls stood in a row on the fence, and every pedestrian passing by would be stared at by them.

These little hooligans are very smart and love to snatch food from people's hands, but they are also very cautious.

If a person holds food in his hand but does not eat it, these seagulls will generally not grab it.

But if the person holding the food takes a bite of the food they are holding, then when these seagulls see it, they will know that it is edible and not poisonous, so they will grab it!

It's like if you leave something unmoving, no one may care about it, but if you move it, people who care about it will suddenly appear.

Just like Allen now, he never thought of setting up a TV station before, so the Welsh TV station has always been fine.

But by the time he got interested in Welsh television, he was out of luck.

"Your Excellency, Sir John Banham asked me to give it to you."

"Wait, let me guess."

Allen looked out the window and saw a very thieving seagull, which snatched a box of French fries from the hands of several children. The seagull refused to leave after grabbing the French fries. It flew a few steps and then stopped, eating the French fries and watching. Those children chased it angrily, and when they almost caught up with the seagull, it picked up the French fries box and flew a few steps further.

How could a few children stand this kind of ridicule?

Even if I am exhausted, I have to chase the seagull while eating French fries and amusing the children.

"Did he want to meet me? Didn't he tell you the details?"

"Uh yeah."

"snort."

Allen picked up the coffee, which was a little cold.

This guy named John had his thoughts in mind, but he ignored some things, such as

Sometimes what makes people inferior is not their methods, but their thoughts, or ideas.

Allen had never thought that the single management area could be expanded before. His previous idea was to divide Wales as much as possible according to the method of single management areas, and then train manpower by himself and slowly place people in other departments. This would not In a few years, he would be able to extend his tentacles to every corner of Wales.

But this method is stable, but it is a bit time-consuming.

Now someone suddenly inspired him that he could annex other places by expanding the single management area. This gave Allen a great inspiration.

Doesn't he have the means to operate these things?

In the past, he simply didn't dare because he was afraid that London would talk about him.

Now that he knows that he can do this, he can do it himself. In this way.

There is no need to cooperate with others.

"Don't worry about him. Let's leave him alone. Without him, Sir John, there will be Sir Tom and Sir George in the future. People like them will not be as convenient as we can do things by ourselves."

"Oh? What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Thomas immediately understood what Allen meant. The excitement on his face just rose, and then he thought that the difference in size between the two places was a bit big.

"Don't you think it's difficult for us to handle it on our own?"

"Yes, our economy in Carmarthenshire is somewhat poor. If we expand with our methods, the chance of annexing Swansea under normal circumstances is too small."

Thomas conservatively said that the chance was very small. He had already put it aside. The gap between the two places was too big. Anyway, from his perspective, if Carmarthenshire wanted to swallow Swansea, it would be difficult to do so without outside intervention. manage.

"Well sometimes, before you do something, you have to have a good and complete understanding of yourself. In this way, you will clearly know what you have and what you want, so that you can achieve your goals. Do things clearly.”

"yes"

Thomas nodded honestly and echoed what Allen said.

"Then what are the advantages of Carmarthenshire compared to Swansea?"

"Advantage?"

Thomas sighed and twisted his butt. The sofa he sat on made a squeaking sound. The old-fashioned spring sofa was already a little overwhelmed.

"Our Advantages"

When it comes to the game between Carmarthenshire and Swansea, Thomas really can't think of it at the moment.

humanity history?

The development time of the two places is almost the same. They are so close and there is really no advantage in this area.

Compared to population?

Swansea is a seaport city with a permanent population of over 200,000, which is more than the total population of Carmarthenshire combined.

others.

Why?

Looking at Allen with a smile on his face, Thomas's mind suddenly popped up with a word - public security.

If you really want to say what advantage Carmarthenshire has over Swansea, then Carmarthenshire’s security level can beat Swansea!

Swansea is one of the few cities in Wales where gangs can survive.

As long as there are these gangs in a city, its public security will not be good!

But what is Carmarthenshire?

This is the home of the Hill family. Not to mention committing crimes, even thieves are hard to find. In the past few years, the county has had a 100% case closure rate every year. This is no joke. There are people living nearby for generations. The earl here is still in charge of this. Who dares to make fun of public security?

But is good public security considered an advantage?

"Our security is better than theirs?"

Thomas looked at Alan with an uncertain tone.

"Haha, very smart. This is indeed our biggest advantage compared with them."

Allen yawned, stared in the distance in the direction of Swansea and murmured: "The public security in Swansea is not good. You said that if their public security worsens during this period, it will further affect the economic development. , what will happen to them?"

"!!!"

If this had come out of someone else's mouth, Thomas would have laughed at most, but now that he had said it out of Allen's mouth, the meaning was obvious!

What does it mean if their public security continues to deteriorate?

Even though Swansea is a big city with hundreds of thousands of people, it seems that it is not difficult for a local snake who has been here for hundreds of years to mess up it.

But if you really want to do something in Swansea, there is still a big obstacle. Apart from other aspects, there is a big noble family in this city who has settled there, and it is very famous!

The head of the earl family seems to be a member of the House of Lords.

Generally speaking, even if there is chaos in a city where nobles, especially big nobles, live, it will not be chaotic enough to affect the economy.

Thinking of this, Thomas looked at Allen with some worry and said: "Sir, if you really want to move Swansea, go to the Russell family."

"Them? Ha. I just came out of their house before I came here."