Chapter 76 Half a step too slow

Author: Shenyou Buzhou Mountain

Chapter 76 Half a step too slow

The time goes back to 218 minutes ago.

On the fourth floor of the Schmidt Building, gunpowder smoke filled the air, flames licked the concrete walls, and cracks spread on the load-bearing columns of the underground parking lot.

Micro bombs are "micro" in size, and their power is not small. With the current technology of mankind, it is enough to destroy a small dam with explosives the size of a fist!

However, the blond woman still escaped from the trap set in her own territory by sacrificing a family member and risking being buried underground.

In the flames and smoke, Edward Schmidt showed no expression on his face. The high temperature and the choking smoke could not cause any damage to him.

"Father!"

A voice came from a distance, and Jacob Schmidt broke into the fire and stood beside his father.

Different from his father's calmness, Jacob Schmidt's face was a little red, his breathing was not smooth, and his skin was burnt black.

"Jacob." Edward glanced at his second son:

"Do you feel uncomfortable being burned by the flames?"

"Father, I..." Jacob paused and smiled bitterly:

"I'm not as strong as you. Yes, I'm a little out of breath, and my skin and eyeballs hurt."

"I'm in pain too." Edward patted his shoulder:

"However, what hurts me is that in a few hours, our Schmidt family may completely disappear."

"Father..." Jacob felt cold in his heart and looked at the strong and healthy old man in front of him for help.

Jacob is thirty-seven years old this year. He graduated from an Ivy League school and is very capable. He is not a fat kid who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

Like most people, in his adulthood when his wisdom and body gradually grew stronger, Jacob began to break away from his father's authority and made independent judgments. He even knocked out his teeth and swallowed them in his stomach, never easily revealing his weak emotions.

However, in recent months, everything has changed.

The long-adult sons and daughters returned to their father's side, as if they were children again.

The family hides secrets, and power flows in Schmidt's blood, Jacob Schmidt thought, looking at his father eagerly in the flames.

"Get out of here first." Edward grabbed his second son's shoulders and stepped across the sea of ​​fire in a few steps. They pushed open the sloping secret door, left the fourth floor, and continued down.

There are already several more floors below the Schmidt Building.

Bang, bang, the two of them landed and came to a huge and luxuriously decorated room. The heads of rare animals were embedded in the walls. A complete Tyrannosaurus skeleton stood proudly on the crimson blanket. The ceiling was full of shining lights.

If you look closely, the distribution of diamonds and jewelry is exactly the same as the starry sky above the northern hemisphere in autumn.

Several members of the Schmidt family are already waiting here.

Under the gaze of everyone, Edward slowly shook his head:

"She ran away."

There were exclamations and short curses, and some women even began to cry silently.

"Don't worry, things can still turn around." Edward chuckled:

"Start now and do what you should do. There is no need to hide your power. If you are discovered, you only need to say [this is the secret of the Schmidt family]."

"Jacob, Randall, and Emnia, you three are responsible for destroying all sensitive things underground in the Schmidt Building... The most important thing is to hide the entrance to [that road]."

"Then, normal life, normal communication."

"Muriel, come out with me." Edward called his sixth daughter over, and after giving a few instructions to everyone, he left the underground with her and entered a dark limousine.

Muriel Schmidt drove, Edward sat in the back seat and changed into suitable clothes.

"Father, let's go to...Colen's home now?"

"Muriel, you are always so smart. That's right. Starting from my grandfather's generation, your uninterrupted political donations over the years should be rewarded."

Muriel was a little worried:

"Father, can Column and the others handle this? After all, it is the temple..."

"I can't bear it." Edward said firmly:

"The extraordinary organization, the temple, that stands at the top of the mist and abyss. No one on earth can withstand such huge pressure."

"Is it useful to go to Congressman Coren?"

"It's useful. That blond woman is just a trialist, not even a formal member. And my goal is not to completely remove the suspicion, but..." The strong old man paused and continued:

"Instead, we strive to have the FSIA treat us as [human beings]."

"It doesn't matter how they investigate, it doesn't matter if they demolish the Schmidt Building. As long as they don't attack with force from the very beginning, we will be fine."

"But... can the politicians we have funded over the years really affect the FSIA?"

"Son, you are very smart, but you don't understand politics, let alone people."

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In the next few hours, Muriel drove Edward around the state of Washington. In North America, states have very high governance powers. Even the federal government cannot intervene at will. As long as the joints of a state are opened,

Most of the work is done.

The sturdy old man visited one high-ranking person after another. Muriel watched them talking happily, as if they were old friends whom she hadn't seen for many years. However, through careful exploration and exchange of interests, a tacit understanding had been reached.

Finally, Edward Schmidt made several more calls to Washington, D.C.

The Schmidt family has taken root in Seattle over the years and has worked hard for generations, playing a decisive role tonight.

Facing the mysterious temple, of course no one is willing to violate the will of this extraordinary organization.

But if a large business family that seems to have been doing its job for many years only demands "appropriate, basic human rights," it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

As the sun rose and the morning dew covered the maple trees, Edward Schmidt completed this race against time.

"Huh..." He closed his eyes tiredly. Even though his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, it was not easy to fight with the old foxes all night long.

"Father." Muriel turned back:

"Randall and Jacob called and everything was taken care of, and [that road] was also..."

"Don't say this outside." Edward Schmidt interrupted his daughter. Even in the specially treated car, the old man remained cautious.

"That road" is the biggest secret of the Schmidt family, and it is also fatal evidence against humanity that cannot be lost.

"Yes, father." Muriel responded softly. Just when she was about to say something, her phone rang again.

She pressed the answer button, talked with the person on the other end of the phone for a long time, and finally set a time.

"Father, this is Colonel Andrew James from the FSIA. I have arranged your meeting at ten o'clock in the morning...I'm sorry, I can only take so long."

"You've done a good job, Andrew... Being a soldier, you are indeed very resolute, but you are still half a step behind an old man like me."
Chapter completed!