The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and said, "I need you to lead the way. After I get the money, I will take you out."

At this time, Claris could no longer hide her shrewdness: "You won't leave me there to die, will you? Huertas is a smart and cruel man, who never shows mercy to his enemies and knows how to stand in line. "

"Our situation seems to be that you don't feel safe and I don't know anyone. Let's work together?"

This time, Zhao Chuanxin was fighting alone.

He has no companions, is not even familiar with the road, and is not equipped with Fortitude Armor.

He only knew that the two ends of the canal connected the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean.

Claris was equally optimistic and bold: "If you insist on asking for the money, then I will help you once. However, I must explain that I only heard that he had a drying room with mountains of gold, silver and jewelry in it, but I did not see it with my own eyes. I’ve seen it before. Once, I just took a look from a distance.”

Zhao Chuanxin said in surprise: "So, you have been to Huertas's house?"

Claris hesitated: "Been there."

Zhao Chuanxin knew that the relationship between Claris and Huertas was different from what he thought.

But that's none of his business.

He took out a pen and paper: "I have an idea. Now, you say, I'll draw, and we'll figure out the terrain first."

"OK."

The two collaborated on the painting.

Clarisse describes stumbling because of her limited ability to express herself in English.

But generally speaking, a simple map was finally drawn.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the door and said, "Let's enter from here."

Clarisse's eyes widened: "There are guards here, and there are quite a lot of them. Don't thieves usually climb over the wall?"

"You are right to listen to me." Zhao Chuanxin said firmly. "Now, I have to make some preparations."

As he spoke, he took out the paper pig, opened it, and folded it into a paper airplane.

Clarisse was stunned: "Is this your preparation?"

…

Huertas's dinner party was attended by people of many colors.

There are white people, yellow people, and mixed-race Latinos whose skin color is darker than the yellow people.

The white people were mainly William Emery and M.C. Keith. The former was the supreme commander in Panama and the latter was the head of the United Fruit Company in Central America.

The yellow race is dominated by Akira Takahashi, a representative of the Japanese Plant Fertilizer Co., Ltd. in Hawaii. They are preparing to enter Central and South America. Originally, Brazil was the main group because there were the largest number of Japanese immigrants. It just so happened that they would be caught up in today's banquet. Ertas invited over.

On the Latin American side, Huertas was the only one, and Panamanian President Manuel Amado was not invited.

This is an interesting phenomenon.

At this time, a group of people were chatting.

Akira Takahashi could only listen and could not speak.

M.C. Keith said: "I heard that General Huertas has a beautiful confidante. Why didn't she come? I really envy you Panamanians. A man can marry many wives and have countless lovers."

Huertas frowned: "She's not feeling well today."

William Emery held a cigar in his mouth and sunk deeply into the soft leather sofa: "General Huertas, I heard that you have recently stockpiled a batch of weapons? Do you want to expand your army?"

Huertas' expression changed slightly: "In Panama, there is no one with real foresight. The situation is unpredictable, and I am just prepared in advance."

William Emery joked: "Our Marine Corps will protect this three-acre land, but you don't have to worry about it."

Huertas' face became even more ugly.

Panama does not have the ability to build a canal.

But the Panama Canal is too profitable, and it has not yet been fully opened. Money is flowing in every day, and both Manuel Amado and Huertas are very jealous.

This kind of ambition will become more and more swollen in the pink eye, so that Huertas later recruits hundreds of thousands of troops, seriously threatening Manuel Amado's status.

Manuel Amado went to American Dad to cry.

The United States has said that if it does not solve this problem, it will make Huertas look good.

In the end, Huertas had no choice but to disband part of the army, and the remaining military power was returned to Manuel Amado.

But that’s a story for another day.

At this time, Huertas was still lucky, thinking that he could strengthen himself from both sides.

M.C. Keith was a pleasure to listen to.

United Fruit Company is not a fuel-efficient company.

They mainly built railways in various countries in Central America, focusing on Costa Rica. As a prerequisite, they gradually controlled banana plantations in Costa Rica, Panama, Colombia and other countries.

In 1899, it expanded railways and purchased ships on cheap land in Nicaragua, Jamaica, Honduras, Guatemala, Cuba and other countries, and developed into a monopoly organization covering all sectors from production, processing, transportation to sales.

In this era, whenever monopoly is involved, it is accompanied by bloody methods.

Just like Rockefeller.

M.C. Keith added fuel to the fire: "General Huertas, I heard that there was a disturbance on the canal during the day? Has the murderer been found? My business partners in Honduras and Colombia told me that these two The country’s soldiers were intercepted and killed.”

What the United Fruit Company likes to do most is to collude with reactionary forces in various countries, fan the flames and manipulate politics.

In his opinion, this kind of thing is like poking a silly dog ​​up the wall.

And Huertas looks like a silly dog ​​who likes to bite people.

Everywhere the United Fruit Company goes, it forms its own economic system, and even customizes the laws of the United Fruit Company estate. It is extremely arrogant and bad, often forming a "state within a state" in the local area.

However, history rarely mentions the United Fruit Company, and this company is really underestimated.

Huertas put his wine glass on the table and said viciously: "No one in Panama dares to be so presumptuous. No matter who he is, I will definitely catch him and make him pay with blood."

When he said this, Huertas showed a cruel look. He didn't look like a general. With his three-button shirt open, his chest made up of chest hair, and his face that was shining with oil and shaking, he looked like a general. Bandit leader.

M.C. Keith smiled and said, "Actually, I can be of some help."

Huertas was stunned: "Mr. Keith, do you recognize the murderer?"

M.C. Keith shook his head: "No, but there are many Chinese workers in our company's estate. The Chinese are a very strange group. They don't like to fight alone and stick together wherever they go. If you want to find one person among them, you often just need to Just need to find one of them.”

Huertas looked fiercely: "That's perfect."

M.C. Keith gave some instructions to his secretary.

In less than ten minutes, a dry and skinny Chinese worker was brought over with a cowering look on his face.

William Emery frowned and covered his nose symbolically, as if the smell emanating from the Chinese workers was unpleasant.

In fact, this is also the case. The Chinese workers are ragged and dirty, and they look like they have just finished working in the rain.

You still have to work in this kind of weather, and the hard work is evident.

The little Japanese Akira Takahashi next to him had a meaningful smile on his lips.

He was so confused that he immediately thought: Bringing people here so quickly showed that M.C. Keith was well prepared.

But he didn't interrogate him early, but brought him to the scene for operation, which is intriguing.

M.C. Keith asked the Nahua workers: "Do you know what happened on the canal today?"

The Chinese workers were very honest and did not dare to look at these people.

He was too thin and had dark skin, even darker than Huertas looked.

When he spoke, his cheekbones moved up and down, and combined with his male and female hair and long braids, he looked weird.

He said, "Sir, I know."

"Very good." M.C. Keith asked: "I know that the murderer is a Chinese. So, tell me, who is the murderer?"

Hua Gong shook his head in confusion: "Although I know, I have been working in the manor today, so I really don't know."

His English was stilted, but his sentences were fluent, and he had obviously put in a lot of effort to learn it.

M.C. Keith stood up and walked towards the Chinese worker: "What's your name?"

The Chinese worker was extremely nervous when he saw this, with a bit of fear and helplessness in his eyes: "Sir, my name is Tao Chen."

"Chen, do you know the laws of our manor?" M.C. Keith asked fiercely, looking at Chen Tao, not as if he were looking at a person, but as if he were looking at an animal: "You dare to lie to me? I know you Chinese, as long as The murderer is Chinese, you must recognize him."

Chen Tao was about to cry and said helplessly: "Sir, but I really don't know? I have been working conscientiously in the manor, and all the workers can testify..."

He emphasized the word "conscientious" in an attempt to impress M.C. Keith. After all, in the Qing Dynasty, landlords at least cared about their reputation in front of others, and he hoped M.C. Keith would do the same.

But he was obviously wrong. People here didn't regard him as a human being and didn't care what he thought.

Not sure what he was thinking, M.C. Keith raised the civilized staff in his hand and swung it down with a whirring sound.

Snapped……

Chen Tao's forehead was torn and bloody.

After being hit hard, Chen Tao wailed, but the fear itself outweighed the pain.

He begged: "Mr. Keith, please let me go, I really don't know..."

Snapped……

Another stick.

"Say or not?"

"I'm really working..."

M.C. Keith held up the civilized stick, and raindrops fell on Chen Tao, crackling and thrashing, and he was suddenly bruised and bruised, leaving no intact areas.

He beat Chen Tao until he cried for father and mother and rolled around on the ground.

In the end, Chen Tao had no choice but to shout: "Mr. Keith, Mr. Keith, wait..."

M.C. Keith stopped, looked at him with a smile, and waited for the next step.

Chen Tao said weakly: "I have a friend who works on the canal. I can ask him, maybe he saw something..."

M.C. Keith turned to look at Huertas, with a proud expression on his face: "Inside the manor, there are laws. But outside the manor, you need to do it yourself."

That look was like beating Chen Tao to make him look taller, as if he was a master.

Didn’t America abolish slavery?

Look, outside, I am still the owner of the manor.

Huertas called his men: "Go to the canal and capture a man named Zhang Shangzhi at the construction site of the Mount of Hope section."

"yes."

Chen Tao's heart felt so cold.

He had just been beaten severely, and because of the fear in his heart, he made this move.

He knew that the United Fruit Company had its own laws, but it could not control outsiders.

I thought it would be fine, but looking at this posture, it seemed that my friend was dragged into the water.

He regretted it endlessly.