Eight hundred and seventeen chapters all white hair does not mean there is no threat
Although the place where Abigail was standing was close to the side entrance of the press hall, the way Charles Cavendish was controlled still attracted a lot of attention.
Fortunately, the four guards who controlled him were able to deal with it well. When Charles was pointed at a gun and lost his mind,
The two guards holding him between them carried his arms and walked toward the side door.
Except for the two more who followed, the other seven or eight guards stood aside to block the view of the reporters in the press hall.
After Charles disappeared through the door, the guards carefully checked to see if anyone was taking photos. After confirming that there was no problem, they left two people guarding the door.
So even if a reporter discovers a problem at this moment, he can't follow it up.
"Who told you to use the gun?"
Inside the side door, an old man with white hair, meticulously combed and dressed in close-fitting butler clothes,
Seeing Charles with a seal on his mouth and being clamped, he asked with a dark face,
"Didn't it attract the attention of reporters?"
"No, no, we moved very fast. Even if we were noticed, we would definitely not be able to take any photos."
After the guard captain finished speaking, he saw that the old man's face turned darker and he hurriedly confessed Wilson.
"We originally wanted to use the reason that His Majesty had something to do and asked Viscount Charles to see him, and take him away quietly.
But Viscount Charles seemed to have discovered us and hid next to Miss Abigail Chase."
"That woman from Archduke Devonshire?"
"Yes, it's Miss Chas who is in the limelight today."
"Go on".
"Yes," the guard captain continued, "just when we were unable to do anything, His Highness Wilson suddenly found us.
Order us to seize Charles at all costs."
After saying this, the guard captain clearly felt the coldness in the butler's eyes.
Knowing that he had violated a taboo, the guard captain hurriedly explained, "His Royal Highness Wilson specifically said that this order was given by Archduke Devonshire, so we can only use the gun."
"An order from Archduke Devonshire?"
Hearing this, the old butler, whose hair was all white, quickly took five or six steps back without any hesitation.
When Charles Cavendish heard this, his originally calm face showed an expression of confusion and fear.
He tilted his head back a little, and then slammed to the left against his guard.
"boom",
He directly broke the nose of the guard on the left, and then hit the guard on the right on the chin with his elbow.
Charles was about to kill the other two guards around him, but his raised hand stayed in mid-air.
He saw an old butler with white hair, holding a cz83 in his hand, less than three meters away, pointing steadily at his head.
Charles looked into the old butler's eyes, and had a hunch in his heart that if he made any more unnecessary movements,
The old man in front of me would definitely shoot without hesitation.
md, I was careless, this old guy just backed away, I should have been on guard against him.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.
The other two innocent guards immediately took out their guns, pointed them at Charles, and then shouted to the five or six guards who had just followed him, to control him.
The guard who followed in looked at the two companions on the ground, then took out his gun and said, "Lie on the wall, now."
Now being pointed directly at seven or eight guns, Charles Cavendish cursed secretly and could only follow the instructions and raised his hand, facing the wall and leaning against it.
Then a gun was pointed at the back of his head, his hands were clasped behind his back and handcuffs were put on.
Just when he thought that was it, a pulling force directly put him to the ground, and then his feet were also handcuffed.
Four guards stepped forward, grabbed his limbs, and lifted him face to the ground.
Only then did Charles realize that these palace guards would rather carry him away than give him any chance to resist.
Then the old housekeeper's voice came to his ears, "Lock him to Special Interrogation Room No. 1, and put more people on guard.
No one can approach Charles except His Majesty and the Duke of Devonshire.
If someone keeps advising, I will directly hurt or kill him, do you understand?"
Shot to death? Are you crazy, old man?
Do we have this power?
The guard captain was shocked and sweating on his forehead, but when the old butler glared at him, he immediately stood up straight.
"I will personally lead people to guard it."
Even so, when the old housekeeper looked at the guards around him, he knew that they were worried about whether he would bear the responsibility of killing someone.
Putting away the cz83 in his hand, he smiled again and said, "Don't worry about the risk of killing suspicious people. Not to mention facing palace intruders, you have the right to kill each other.
What's more, the order to capture and guard Viscount Charles Cavendish was issued by the Archduke of Devonshire.
And His Excellency the Grand Duke definitely gives you the authority to kill any suspect, so are there any questions?"
When it came to William, although the guards didn't understand where the power the steward mentioned came from, no one doubted whether William had such power.
"Understand, except for His Majesty Philip and the Duke of Devonshire, no one has the right to approach the interrogation room No. 1. Anyone who does not listen to the advice can be shot directly after repeated warnings."
"Um".
Watching the guards carry Charles away directly, the old butler turned around and walked back to the palace.
He had to report this to Philip immediately, but after taking a few steps, he stopped, thought for a few seconds, and then turned around and walked to the press hall.
He personally told Wilson in a low voice about Charles Cavendish being locked up in Interrogation Room No. 1, and then went back to the palace to report to Philip.
William, who was using the mental scanner, knew where Charles had been caught without the old butler reminding him.
Now that the people were under control, William patiently finished the press conference.
During this period, in front of everyone in England, he promised that if nothing unexpected happens, two spacecrafts will fly to Mars every ten days carrying hundreds of tons of materials for the construction of Mars settlements.
When he comes back, he will bring hundreds of tons of gold with him. Except for 40% of this gold, which will be handed over to England, William will make the rest into Devonshire gold coins.
Either for storage or as a gift.
In short, William, who is not short of money, has no plans to sell gold to others for the time being.
But he also made it clear that this option is temporary and the Devonshire family has not given up the freedom to sell.
What the last sentence means is understood by most people at the press conference and in front of the TV.
But even so, these words still give reassurance to investors around the world.
Without William, the most uncertain factor, major financial institutions have many ways to cope with the 120 tons of gold held by the English government every month.
After receiving such a clear commitment from William, Prime Minister Richard felt that this was the most comfortable moment in the two years since he took office.
As for what William said next, he would make the first batch of Mars gold into commemorative gold coins.
To the surprise of most people, after listening to William's explanation of the gold coins, all idiots understood that these gold coins would definitely appreciate in value.
Richard and the cabinet members who accompanied him to the press conference showed no signs of regret or regret.
Many smart people soon figured out why and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to people like Richard.