It is very different from the last route, this time it is coming to Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, and heading from the La Plata River to the depths of the sea.

There were no coordinates and no directions. The instructions she got were not to adjust the direction and sailed westward after leaving the port.

The ocean liner that Yueyue rides can accommodate thousands of tourists. In addition to the essential seafarers and sailors, there are only seven people in this voyage. Needless to say, the ocean liner comes from her husband's family, and the staff are extremely professional and very loyal.

She tried her best to accompany the bodyguards. The other party dragged them until the last minute before agreeing, and reduced the number of bodyguards from eight to six.

This is also a psychological tactic of extreme pressure. Europe and the United States like to play this and enjoy it. It seems that they are very clever.

As last time, it will always be an endless sea level, and there is no sight of islands and coastlines.

He sailed aimlessly for two days and two nights. On the morning of the third day, three helicopters appeared in the distance in the sky. He became more and more sharp and found that they were exactly the same as the last model.

I received instructions on my phone, which was very simple: boarddaplane (boarding).

Yueyue climbed onto the first helicopter with the help of bodyguards. I felt that the driver was the last time, but he obviously forgot about it and said with a big mouth:

“Good morning, beautiful lady!”

The voyage was a little shorter, and after only one boring hour in the air, I saw the dark green island ahead from afar. Then I flew over the island and drew an equally strange curve. A colorful flag raised on the top of the mountain to indicate that it could land.

Time seemed to be frozen, and the white-bearded old man who was still decorated by the traditional butler by the apron, bowed solemnly and said:

"Ms. Evelyn, I am the butler Anderson. On behalf of St. Notting Castle, I would like to welcome you. You can call me at any time if you have anything to do, and I will be very happy to serve you."

The tone, rhythm, and tone are exactly the same as last time!

Maybe I've forgotten me?

He said playfully: "The St. Notting Castle, which has a history of more than 700 years, is so spectacular. How can I build a castle of this size in the vast ocean?"

Anderson's expression remained unchanged: "Ms. Evelyn asked the same question a few years ago, and my answer was - believe it or not, the ancients always had wisdom that we could not imagine."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Following the mountain path to the tall castle built along the mountain, Anderson waved his handkerchief to direct his servants to slowly lower the large basket from the ten-meter-high castle waist platform.

The owner of St. Notting Castle, full of silver hair, wearing a traditional luxurious tuxedo, and his eyes were bright and majestic and wise. The Duke of Kent stood in the middle of the platform to greet him. He had not seen him for several years, and the years had not left any traces on his face. Perhaps the mysterious family had superb maintenance skills.

After performing noble British aristocratic etiquette, the two entered the castle palace.

Walking in the empty, solemn, grand and slightly depressing hall, Kent smiled and said:

"Ms. Eveling must have seen that this place has not changed at all. Even if the cracks in the floor tiles are exactly the same as before, the castle will always be an ancient castle, and it is the real owner."

Eveling smiled and said, "I have visited many ancient castles in the UK. I have maintained and maintained them for hundreds of years to the level of St. Notting, and it is enough to rebuild ten places in the world."

"But its historical vicissitudes and cultural value cannot be copied. That is the essence of the castle. Come here, please."

When I reached the end, I did not turn to the elegant and luxurious reception room I visited last time, but turned to the left and walked through the hundreds of meters long corridor. The stone walls on both sides were European Renaissance-style murals. The painting style was natural and simple, fresh and vivid, and full of life.

As I walked and watched, my pace couldn't help but slow down.

Kent immediately discovered it and smiled kindly: "Ms. Eveling, let's go for a short meeting first, and then have plenty of time to enjoy it slowly. I personally like the murals here. Whenever I stand in front of them, my heart will always be baptized in a gorgeous way. I am very happy to have your favorites."

"Ah, it's not a private meeting..." asked in surprise, "Sorry, I thought it was the same as last time..."

"Yes, there are four... business partners, just meet and chat, don't be nervous." Kent smiled gently.

"I don't know them, do I?"

Kent smiled and said, "I'll know you later."

When I reached the end, I saw a room on the right. The solid wood door was half open, and the European classical fireplace opposite. There was a girl wearing bubble gauze sitting in a wooden rocking chair and reading the book intently...

"ah!"

I suddenly held my breath more and more and almost screamed in surprise, unable to believe my eyes!

That girl—

If you read it correctly, it should be Zhuo Yutong who seemed to have evaporated from the world after the disappearance of the Battle of Dayan Mountain!

Zhuo Yutong...The reliable news was that after setting up a trap, it fell into the hands of the shadow organization. Then, under the strong counterattack of Fang Sheng and Yu Xiaoting, Mr. Lai was not willing to silence her at the last moment and took her away.

What is the relationship between Freemasonry and Shadow Organization? How could Zhuo Yutong appear in the castle leisurely?!

Although Zhuo Yutong knew that someone was passing by outside, he did not look up.

But why did she deliberately keep the door half open?

I feel more and more scared!

When Yu Yu got married, Bai Yu, Song Nan and Chu Chu were all gone, and they were all recognized children from the outside world. Because they were taboos for the elders and the respected ones, they did not show up, so Zhuo Yutong did not know him.

I think it was probably a psychological war between the leaders of Masonics such as Shott. If you deliberately let Yueyue see Zhuo Yutong and reveal your flaws without mercy...

However, since Yueji dared to come here for the second time, he had made full preparations and emergency plans in all aspects, and had also received arduous psychological training. He did not stop and swept past like a flowing water, and a perfect surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The ancient castle is usually inhabited?" she asked, "I remember His Highness said that only when you do business, you will come and stay for a few days."

Short looked at her micro expression and reaction in front of her as if she hadn't noticed at all, and said easily: "Conference escorts, they arrived one day in advance to appreciate the terrifying night of the castle. Look, there's just a step ahead..."

Four black guards above two meters tall were staring at Yueji with guns in their hands, and Short whispered:

"Secret meetings and bodyguards are waiting outside, please forgive me."

Yueji shrugged and said that there was no problem. He made a gesture to stop the six bodyguards and received security checks naturally. Then one of the black guards rushed in front to help them open the heavy oak door-

Wow!

The conference room is as big as a football field, more than 20 meters high, magnificent and spectacular as it is. However, an oval wooden table with only seven or eight people was placed in the middle, showing a strong visual contrast. Standing at the door, it was impossible to see the appearance of the four guests sitting at the table.

"What a strange conference room, why?" asked more and more bluntly.

Short said slowly: "No matter who breaks in from any direction during the meeting, he can't shoot at such a long distance."

"oh……"

More and more, more and more.

The two of them came to the conference table, and the four of them stood up to greet each other. They knew only one of the old men with silver hair and majestic brown skin, who was the former President of South Africa, and it turned out to be Arruz!

Short did not introduce the identities of the other three, nor did he introduce the identities of Yueyue. In fact, when she came in just now, she realized that the four were not familiar with each other and maintained a polite but appropriate social distance.

Aruze's status alone shows that everyone here is an influential tycoon in a certain field, but the world that is well-known is always the tip of the iceberg, and more people are becoming more and more low-key, introverted and unknown.

"Welcome to St. Notting Castle!"

Schot said in a deep voice, "As you already know, you all voluntarily join the Freemasons, and sincerely believe in our symbols - truth and morality, and use this to make harmonious, action, and temperance norms, so as to complete the great homework! The Freemasons must reach the 'first man', 'the giant of light', 'the shadow of God', who will bring mankind back to a complete state of thought. "

The shadow of God?!

Yueji's heart skipped a beat and stared at Short with uncontrollable nervousness.

Short continued: "As you know, Masonics are divided into 33 levels. After the last time you came to the castle to perform the voluntary joining ceremony, they became an "entered apprentice" and an informal member; recently, you have completed the tasks assigned by Masonic separately and automatically upgraded to "fellowcraft", but they are still informal members; today's meeting is related to whether you can become a formal member - "mastermason". I hope you all listen patiently and remember the tasks assigned by you. Because after leaving this conference room and leaving the castle, all contacts were interrupted, there was no review, no help, no cleaning, success or failure has nothing to do with Masonic. Have you heard it clearly?"

Yueyue waited for everyone nodded.

Short smiled satisfied and said in a calm tone: "The mission of everyone is to let South Africa, a sovereign state, disappear from the earth forever."

Sitting opposite the sky, the handsome man, slightly curly blonde hair, straight nose, blue eyes, and a lake. He was about forty years old, and blurted out:

"How to disappear and make it the second Somalia?"

Short said kindly: "It is the first South Africa... Our goal is to forget it in a few years or ten years. It seems that the whole world never exists. It is easy to overthrow the current official power, it is easier to find an agent, and it is not the right path to repeat history over and over again. We need to disintegrate from bottom to top, destroying its national foundation, social structure, national sense, regional consciousness, clan concept... everything..."

"I'm sorry, I'm interrupted," said the middle-aged lady who was well-maintained and extremely elegant with Yueyue, "Let South Africa return to primitive society, right?"

"A clever lady, suddenly, goes deep into the essence of the problem," said Schaut happily. "Isn't primitive society the 'first person'? There is no class, no hierarchy, no legal constraints, and people are born free and equal."

The bald man in his fifties said, "What I think of is a refugee wave, a large-scale humanitarian disaster, and the fleeing ships will fill the Cape of Good Hope, and the entire African continent will be in endless panic."

Short stared at him and asked with a smile: "Don't you think this is the pain of human self-salvation? Sacrifice is always inevitable."

The bald man yelled: "No, I object! This violates my bottom line of principles of being a human being. I regret coming to St. Notting Castle, and I ask to withdraw!"

"Can."

Short said calmly, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed by, and more and more saw the bald man's head being cut in half in a row, and fell to the ground without even humming!

"He quit forever and continues to have a meeting."
Chapter completed!