Opening game, American Tycoon

airport!

The Count of Versailles was crowned in the sky. If there is no airport built in the manor, what is that?

Forget your origin!
In fact, this airport has always been the first choice for the private jets of Beijing's powerful people to take off and land. Because it is hidden, no matter whether you are traveling with that celebrity or young model, you will not attract the attention of the outside world.Even with all kinds of restrictions, honorable ministers and their heirs are always mortals, mortals, and they always have mortal hobbies.

Reporters... they definitely can't come in. After all, this is private property, and trespassing without permission will risk your life.

After the plane landed, two large black off-road vehicles parked in front of the stairs.

After confirming their identities, Zhu Xianhai and his party quickly got into the car. Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a lakeside villa. Looking at the wooden villa, Zhu Xianhai couldn't help but smile.

This is a revisit to the old place.

When he was emperor, he came here and even stayed one night.

"Shizu once stayed in this villa."

When entering the villa, Mabond specifically reminded him.

"This is the private residence of the first Count of Versailles and the home of the head."

The identity of "Mr. L" has been revealed - a descendant of the Earl of Versailles and a member of the Li family.

After entering the villa, Zhu Xianhai saw several oil paintings hanging in the hall, but most of them were landscape paintings, and there was only one portrait of Emperor Shengde in military uniform.

While the weight of history hit him, Zhu Xianhai took a special look at his portrait. His portraits were hung in the homes of all the honorable ministers. Looking at himself in the portrait, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Who could have imagined that one day, they would see their own portrait in this way?

Not only Zhu Xianhai set his pace in front of the portrait, but Li Jielin and Mabond also did the same. No one would find it strange. After all, for the Chinese, no matter they are Ming people, Chinese or Mexicans, as long as they are Chinese Everyone is full of admiration for Emperor Shizu. Every year, millions of people come to pay homage at the Royal Cemetery in Nanhua.Even the "Little Hualing" next to the Xiaoling Mausoleum is visited by millions of people every year. According to the last wish of Emperor Zhu Da, his body was buried in Nanhua, also known as the "Hualing", and his tomb was He was brought back to Nanjing and buried next to Xiaoling Mausoleum to show that he would not forget China.

Just at this moment, someone came over and said.

"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Ma, please come to the lake."

Then the man said to another servant.

"Take Mr. Li to the guest room."

Li Jielin followed the servant to the guest room knowingly, while Zhu Xianhai and Ma Bangde walked towards the backyard together. In the distance, they could only see an old man sitting on the wooden trestle by the lake, fishing.

When he reached the trestle, Mabond stopped at the signal of others and stood there with several agents. Only Zhu Xianhai walked over.When approaching him, Zhu Xianhai suddenly paused and looked at the old man fishing, even a little lost.

"Have you ever fished?"

The old man sitting in the chair asked after hearing the footsteps.

"I play it occasionally."

Zhu Xianhai casually picked up the fishing rod that he had prepared long ago, hung up the bait, swung the line and started fishing by himself.

His action made the old man smile slightly and then said.

""The Faceless Ones""

"Ah."

"I checked you."

"I know." It would be dishonest not to investigate. Besides, the other party specializes in intelligence.

"Your wealth is very innocent. It's a bit unbelievable how innocent you are. Your father was a captain of the Congolese Guard. When you were young, he died in the Congo rainforest on a mission. However, he was not on a combat mission. Your mother... a few months Before, you returned to Africa, attended your mother's funeral, graduated from Nanhua University, and worked in a large company. If you have a clean resume, it would be perfect..."

The old man looked at the fish floating and said with a smile.

"This is the method of the Faceless Men. A perfect resume will help you hide your identity and will also help you penetrate into all aspects of the empire, right?"

Regarding Mr. "L"'s imagination, Zhu Xianhai said heartily... You are really good at making connections, but this may be his occupational disease.

"Ever since Shi Lei, the identities of all investigation bureau directors have been kept secret. There are no more than three people who know his true identity - the emperor, the crown prince, and yourself. Apart from that, no one else knows about the investigation. The identity of the bureau chief..."

"The Investigation Bureau must always stay in the shadows. Only in the shadows can it better protect the empire!"

The old man replied casually that this was a rule established by Emperor Zhu Da back then. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was to prevent anyone from getting their hands into the investigation bureau and to nip it in the bud. Facts have proved that this is undoubtedly correct.

Zhu Xianhai looked at the lake and said to himself.

"Well..."Mr. L", your last name should be Zhu."

The sudden words made the old man tremble all over. He turned his head sharply to look at this guy, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly.

"who are you!"

The reason why he is so sensitive is that his identity is a top secret. No one except the emperor and Guo Ben knows his true identity. To the outside world, there will always be only one "Mr. L" in the Investigation Bureau. 100 He was "Mr. L" years ago, and he is also "Mr. L" now.

As for his true identity, no one will ever know.

A shadow is always a shadow, and he is the shadow.

Compared to the old man's surprise, Zhu Xianhai seemed very calm looking at the lake.

"Back then, about a month after the marriage, Shizu came here as an in-law. This house was the private residence of the Count of Versailles' youngest daughter. She married into the royal family. Well, although she was not the legitimate son, but... "

Before he could finish speaking, the old man scolded angrily.

"Shut up, how can Jianzi be so rude!"

Regarding the old man's anger, Zhu Xianhai just sighed in his heart. He forced himself not to look at him - because the old man in front of him was his descendant, the child of Xiaojiu. In terms of age, he should be his great-great-grandson, right?
"I'm sorry."

Zhu Xianhai turned to look at the old man. Looking at his very similar appearance to Shijiu, he couldn't help but feel a little close to him. In any case, he never thought that "Mr. L" was actually his own child.

This is both unexpected and reasonable.

After all, at any time, the emperor could not trust as many people as he thought.Especially in some extremely sensitive locations.The emperor did not have time to observe a certain person for decades, and most of the time he did not have the channels to do so. After all, most ordinary officials were far away from the emperor's sight.

At this time, the people around him became the emperor's best choice.

For example, honorable ministers are relatively suitable candidates, but honorable ministers are too ostentatious. After all, they have titles and status, and can easily attract the attention of the outside world. However, the royal family... there are also many people in the royal family.

Thanks to his setting an example and increasing production to serve the country, there are always suitable candidates among so many children. Their descendants have stayed away from the royal family due to reasons such as reducing titles and have not been noticed by the outside world. They are simply the most suitable candidates.

Compared with outsiders, these royal members had certain connections with the royal family. The emperor had the opportunity to come into contact with them and also had time to observe them. They were even likely to study in the same school and serve together.

While Zhu Xianhai was sighing in his heart, he heard the old man say.

"Your surname is Zhu, are you..."