Family Centennial, Rising from Hong Kong Island

And there is no Tom Chris in the monitoring list.

Therefore, it is possible that the bug in Tom Chris' home was not discovered in the previous life.

Of course, there is also a possibility that his bug did not exist in the first place, and it was not the place where News Corporation people placed it.

……

News Corporation, in Modoc's office, watching the picture on the TV, Modoc's face was gloomy, and he slapped the table angrily.

"Slander, this is slander."

Modoc roared, and suddenly, the corners of his eyes began to twitch.

It was very painful to hold the position of the heart.

Seeing this, the people next to him quickly took a medicine bottle and fed it to Modoc, and the situation got better.

Modoc, who will soon be [-], suffers from heart disease, prostatitis, hepatitis, high blood pressure, etc., and is full of illnesses.

But this old man is very capable of living.

But now that he was stimulated by this kind of emotion, it was true that he almost belched in the past.

During the process of obtaining evidence, News Corp. did use a lot of non-compliant means, and also monitored the phone calls of some people.

But there are not as many exposures on the list at all.

Just a small part.

Including Tom Chris, Modoc has asked all the following editors, and they all said that it has nothing to do with him.

It wasn't News Corp., it was clearly someone who wanted to frame him.

But now, no one can listen to Modoc's explanation, and everyone thinks he is deceiving.

Modoc felt that he was wronged, and someone must be messing with him behind this.

It may be those Jewish consortia, or it may be the Hong Kong Island consortium, and of course it may be those politicians who are not used to his behavior.

"Has Charles found it?"

After calming down his emotions, Modoc looked at the editor-in-chief of the Niyo Post and asked.

Now he can't wait to be like the Indians, scalp Charles and hang him on a tree, let the ants eat his flesh and blood.

This bastard, betrayed himself, even slandered himself.

He deserves death.

The editor-in-chief of the New York Post shook his head in distress: "He asked for leave yesterday, saying he was not feeling well."

"I've already visited his house. His family members have already left. I don't know where he is now."

"Fack~"

Modoc roared in a low voice: "Find him and let him speak clearly."

There must be someone behind this Charles, and now he must be found while calming public opinion.

At this moment, the door of Modoc's office was pushed open, and the secretary hurried in: "Sudden death, people from Fobole are here and want to see you."

As soon as the secretary finished speaking, people from Fobole had already barged in, pushing the door open.

Four men in suits showed their IDs to Modoc and said, "Mr. Modoc, we are agents of Fobole."

"We have received reports that News Corporation violated regulations in the process of obtaining evidence, and privately monitored other people's communications, violating other people's privacy rights."

"Now ask several editor-in-chiefs to go back and assist us in our investigation."

Facing a billionaire, Fobole's people are very polite, but they are also business-like.

The list that Charles exposed this time is not just some Hollywood stars.

In addition, there are many girls dating people in the political arena.

These people have great energy, and they are not all clean. They do a lot of dirty things in private.

Now that he suddenly found out that he was being watched, and it was done by News Corporation, the anger in his heart can be imagined.

It must make Modoc look good.

After all, he is a billionaire. If it is not good, please go back directly at 4.7, but he is not so polite to the editors under him.

"This is slander~"

"We, News Corp., are a legal and formal group and have never done this kind of thing."

Modoc said in a quiet voice.

And the lead detective Fobole didn't make any statement, just said: "We will investigate clearly."

No way, things have come to this point.

It is impossible for Modoc, a local turtle from Australia, to fight against the violent machine of Fobole.

He could only silently watch as several competent editor-in-chiefs under him were taken away by Fobole's people.

And soon, Modoc got another expected news.

"Sudden death, our stock price has fallen sharply.".

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Honey, I have no choice!

A simple sentence, but it revealed too much helplessness and sadness.

Things have long been out of Charles' control.

The moment he was targeted by that group of mysterious people, he had no choice.

He has to.

Otherwise, not only he will go to jail, but also his wife and several children may encounter misfortune.

In this magical land of the United States, gun battles, kidnapping, and robbery are simply too normal. One day, a hundred or eighty people will not die?

"I'll explain to you later, we're leaving Niuyo now." Charles said as he drove the car.

He doesn't feel safe anymore, and News Corp. must be looking for him everywhere.

If he is found by Modoc, in the best case, he will be sent to prison, because Modoc also has a lot of black information about him.

"Where are we going?" Charles' wife asked.

"Go to Huston first, and then look for opportunities to go to Canada." Charles said.

That group of mysterious people was very generous, and of course Charles himself was on guard.

After receiving one hundred thousand dollars, he chose to betray News Corporation.

In this day and age, $[-] is a lot of money.

An ordinary white-collar worker would not be able to earn this amount of money in ten years.

Coupled with Charles' previous income when he was an associate editor, it was enough for their family to live comfortably in the University of Canada.

……

Niuyue had a long journey to Huston. In the evening, Charles and his family came to a small town to rest and prepare to continue on the road tomorrow.

They live in a motel. Although it is cheap, the environment is very bad, and they don't care about food, so they have to go out and buy it themselves.

It's not that Charles is reluctant to spend money for his wife and children, but the conditions of this small town are like this, and the best thing is this motel.

Although the United States is very prosperous, most places here in the [-]s and [-]s were also very poor.

"Honey, you take care of the kids first, I'll go out and buy some dinner~"

In the hotel room, Charles settled his family and said goodbye to his wife.

He was going to buy some supper and, by the way, some things for the road.

"OK, you come back early."

After kissing his wife goodbye, Charles put on his coat, left the hotel, and looked around, but found no fast food restaurants.

After walking for a long time, I finally found a restaurant.

It is a Chinese restaurant, and the owner is also a Chinese immigrant.

It's hard to imagine that there are Chinese restaurants in such a small place.

Never mind whether Chinese food was to Charles' taste or not, he bought a big bag of dinner anyway, and some buns and hot dogs.

Then hurried to the hotel.

However, when Charles came to a crossroad, an accident happened suddenly.

It was already dark, but Charles found that there was a strong light coming from his right, which made him unable to open his eyes at all.

Hastily raised his arm to cover his eyes, and then he was shocked to find out.

I was standing in the middle of the intersection, but a car with its headlights flashing, roaring and roaring, rushed towards me like a beast.

"Boom boom~"

Only the sound of the car was left in Charles' ears, his face was horrified, his eyes were wide open, and a horrified howl came from his throat.

"No~"

He wanted to escape from this place, but it was too late.

At this critical moment, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.

The next second, some people on the street were shocked to find that a car slammed into Charles' body.

His whole body flew up directly.

"I bought Karma~"

"I, Trefac?"

The scattered crowd on the street made shocking sounds and looked at the scene of the car accident in horror.

I saw Charles' body was knocked flying at least five meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.