The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

"Accept the task, it's being processed." This time, William went upstairs to take a shower and drank a glass of whiskey, but he didn't receive Sunday's return. It seems that the small island is not so easy to find, "Sunday, how many can you find that match what I said The island?"

"SIR, according to the conditions you mentioned, there are 631 abandoned islands in Asia that have been inhabited, 174 islands with high-rise buildings, and 6 islands that have left the island due to chemical leakage."

"Turn on the projector in the study, I'll put on my pajamas and go there."

"Understood, Sir,"

William took a towel to dry his hair, put on his pajamas, poured a glass of whiskey and walked into the study. As soon as he entered the study, he saw several pictures of islands on the wall, "Put them one by one,"

"YES, SIR"

William stood behind the projector with a wine glass and looked at them one by one. After the screening, none of them were the islands in William's impression. After thinking about what went wrong, William suddenly said: "Sunday, replay side"

Looking at the replayed photos, the six islands were miserable after the chemical leak. William suddenly realized that there was no chemical leak in the lair of the mastermind behind the scenes. He just wanted to get the island as his lair, so he spread rumors that the island The chemical leak scared away all the residents, so the island is still intact.

"God, how do I find this," William took a few sips of whiskey angrily, and said, "Sunday, use my account in the Secret Service to find Secret Service personnel who have died in the past few years."

"YES, SIR, the task is being carried out," and soon the projector projected the photo on the wall, and William stared at the wall for a long time before saying 'stop'

"It's you," William looked at the photo on the wall and said cheerfully, "Sunday, I authorize you to use any means to find this Silva man on the premise of protecting your own safety from being noticed by anyone." Bastard, I want to know anything about him,"

"Understood, SIR, the task is being accepted, the estimated time is 6 hours, SIR, as your housekeeper system, I suggest you go to bed early, and I will report the result to you after you wake up tomorrow morning."

William looked at the clock on the desk, "It's already 12 o'clock, well, wake me up at 8:[-] tomorrow morning."

"Understood, good night, SIR".

Back in the master bedroom, William drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, rinsed his mouth and went to bed.

At 8:[-] the next morning, William was woken up on time on Sunday and had breakfast after washing. William walked into his study, sat on the sofa and said, "Let's get started."

"Okay, SIR, Silva's original name is because the secret service headquarters was bombed, the headquarters moved, and the server has not been connected, so I can't find it on the Internet. If you need it, I suggest you go to the archives to find it."

"No, I'm not interested in his original name, tell me have you found any trace of Silva?"

"Sorry, SIR, for the time being, I only found the Golden Dragon Hotel where Silva once appeared in the Asian gambling city. The manager of the Golden Dragon Hotel is a woman named Severin. He was arrested in a certain country on the charge of attacking the network of another country, but was abandoned by Mrs. M after 7991 months. This should be the reason for Silva's rebellion, but I can't find how Silva escaped on the Internet.

After escaping, Silvalli served a secret organization, secretly participated in the rights change of several African countries, used the Internet to attack many multinational companies, secretly manipulated the stock profits of these multinational companies, and even used the Internet to shut down the sky. satellite,

However, it was precisely because he made profits from stocks that I found out his accounts in several private banks in Switzerland. One of the accounts was transferred to an underground bank in England more than ten days ago. Man is a broker, who specializes in providing manpower, SIR, do you need me to monitor this broker."

Chapter 250. Chapter 250 Who is it good for Mrs. M to die?

"Of course, it's hard to find a tell. Of course, I can't let it go. Silva definitely wants to hire people to kill M. I want to know every move of these mercenaries, and I don't let go of any details. Just staring at them can tell Silva any future action."

"Understood, Sir"

Sitting in a chair, thinking about whether to save M or not, thinking for a long time whether to save M or not is of no particular benefit to him, it seems that he has to find a stakeholder and benefit from them, thinking of this, William called Garris Telephone.

After the call was connected, he ignored Garris' complaint and said directly: "If M dies, will it be good for you?"

"WHAT, are you crazy or did I hear it wrong?" Gareth said something in surprise, and then fell silent.

William was very satisfied with Gary's performance, "Haha, you heard me right, and I'm not crazy. It seems that you really don't like M. You didn't even ask me if I would like to. Then we have to find time to have a good talk. Come today when you are free. Is the castle a guest? My family now has more than 70 bloody horses, and we can go hunting on horseback after lunch."

Gareth was silent for a few minutes, and finally said, "Do you have a good shotgun? I don't want to hunt with a fully automatic long gun."

"Hehe, Garris, don't forget who I am. As long as I have money, I can call someone to deliver shotguns to my home. Just tell me what brand of shotgun handle you like."

"Well, I hate nouveau riche. It doesn't matter what brand of shotgun is. As long as it is handmade, I will explain what my subordinates need to do. I should be able to arrive at Oxford around 12 noon. William, as the best friend, the first Don’t let me down with the food you eat once, see you at noon.”

"See you at noon," hung up the phone, "Sunday, put me through Phillips at the Swiss National Bank."

The phone was connected quickly, and Phillips said respectfully, "Good morning, Mr. Devinhill, what can I do for you."

"Good morning, Phillips, first help me find a Michelin three-star chef team, there is an important guest coming to the castle at noon today."

"Okay, sir, wait a moment, I need a minute to ask the assistant to arrange it for you, and I guarantee that the Michelin three-star chef team will appear outside the castle in an hour."

"Well" William waited for less than a minute, and Phillips said: "Sir, I have already arranged the task, what else do you have to order?"

"The second thing is that I need some good shotguns. Do you have any good recommendations?" Phillips' ability to handle affairs made William more and more satisfied. No matter what was ordered to him, Phillips would always help William as soon as possible. Complete, of course, the cost is not cheap.

"This," Phillips said after hesitating for a few seconds, "I'm sorry, sir, master-level hand-carved shotguns are very popular in the market. A hand-carved shotgun often requires more than 1000 hours of work. I want to buy it in a few hours. New stock is impossible, I can only guarantee to find you a second-hand handmade shotgun, but I cannot guarantee that you will get the shotgun you like,

Maybe you could consider a mechanical shotgun, or."

"NO, I have plenty of industrially produced guns," William immediately interrupted Phillips, not to mention industrially produced guns, he could get missiles from the arms dealer Yuriolov.

Now it's a social meeting among the nobles, William never wants to be laughed at by Garris, and if other nobles find out, it would be embarrassing.

"I just want a handmade shotgun, and it must be handmade by a famous artist. The price is not a problem. Do you understand? Let me say again that the price is not a problem. As long as the other party is willing to sell it, I can accept it twice or three times. What I want is German guns. For the face of the Hill family, don't tell me you can't do it now, is there any problem?"

Phillips wiped his sweaty brow, thought for a moment and said firmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Devonhill, I promise to complete your task.

I remember that there are several Austrian John Van Zoe handmade shotguns in the collection of President John Grace’s home. I believe you will be satisfied with John Van Zoe’s guns.

"Hahaha," William was very happy listening to Phillips' words, "very good, I am very satisfied with the result, the price is up to you, or let President Grace see for himself, I really want to know Grace How much will Mr. President bid,

Phillips, by the way, say hello to him, and if he likes bloody horses, help me invite him to my castle."

"Okay, sir, I will definitely bring you your invitation," Phillips replied with a guilty conscience.

"So, before one o'clock this afternoon, I can see those shotguns?" William asked in confirmation.

"No problem, sir. I'll go to President John Grace right now. After we get the shotgun, we will arrange a connecting flight to Oxford. You will be able to see what you want before noon. See you at noon, sir."

"See you at noon," William hung up the phone, and asked Sunday to find out information about Austrian Johann Fanzoy. Looking at William, he was overjoyed. Will not send out.