HMS Windsor

  June 19, 2008

  It was on the fifth day after Kane and his team, disguised as special police, took out Grant that the British government declared a state of emergency nationwide. Citing the need to counter the increasingly frequent terrorist attacks, the British government strengthened its surveillance over all ports of entry and exit, while also monitoring large sums of money flowing through financial markets.

  What made Yi Chen and others even more surprised was the news from some friends in higher circles, saying that the British Queen would finally abdicate and hand over the throne to Prince Charles, who had been embroiled in scandals recently. The British government was also secretly preparing for this transition of power.

  Yi Chen was a bit unclear about what had happened in the UK, as armed soldiers and police were patrolling the streets everywhere, and the monsters had quieted down a lot. The remaining followers of Grant also took advantage of the situation to slip out of London, and the underground world of London City temporarily calmed down.

  Sitting in the China Town arena, Fili was opening a beer bottle cap for Yicun, who then drank it all at once. Jester shouted counting beside him: "Boss, 47th bottle, you're really great, not even going to the bathroom once, keep going, Phil's record is about to be broken."

  Cain sat at a small round table near the dance floor with several subordinates, skillfully playing with a small dagger in his hand, cutting slice after slice of smoked pork leg and then sending it into his own mouth.

  "Life is so boring," Easy complained. "Look at Wiggins and those two idiots, we worked hard to clear the obstacles for them, now the place is open and customers are coming in. But we don't have anything to do anymore. I wish we had spent a month playing with Grant." Phyllis giggled and fed Easy a piece of dried fruit, which he bit into, nipping her fingertip in the process, causing Phyllis to burst out laughing.

  Three of Phil's underlings who were standing outside the entrance roughly cleared away those customers and respectfully led Fattalio over.

  Yi Chen smiled and slightly stood up, waving his hand to signal. Fata Dio's hands trembled as he quickly walked over. As he passed by a woman with short brown hair wearing an ultra-short skirt, he casually pinched her buttocks. The two burly men standing next to the woman suddenly shouted loudly. The three black strongmen who brought Fata Dio in flipped their eyes and immediately threw punches, beating them up. A group of onlookers rushed over, dragging the two men out. The woman shrieked repeatedly and quickly ran away.

  Fatiao sat down beside Yichun, grinning mischievously and said: "Mr. Yi, sorry to trouble you, I've scared off three of your customers. What if they don't come back after the beating, it'll affect your business."

  "Those bastards are trash, if they say I'm a piece of rotten meat, they're just flies. Unless I get rid of them, they'll always come to me... Dear Fattadio, aren't you supposed to be in command? How did you suddenly have time to come over?"

  Fatahio rubbed his hands vigorously, then shook and picked up the wine cup handed to him by Gol, gulped it down greedily, looked around, and Jest and Phil Gol immediately walked out and blocked the passage in front of the door. Kane saw this scene, threw away the roasted pork leg in his hand, and also brought people over. In the crowd inside the venue that was wildly twisting with music, a poor devil suddenly shouted loudly, only to be hit by the pork leg thrown by Kane and bleed from the nose. The people around him went wild: "It's so cool, let's see more blood..."

  Mr. Yi, everything is ready... Hehe, the British government is also ready, they are about to announce in the next few days that they will join the Eurozone, haha, their adaptation period is one year, and after one year, the pound will completely disappear... Ah ha, we're going to get rich... Although they took advantage of several bombings to impose martial law nationwide, but they can't resist our sniping at all. They even want the Queen to abdicate and pass the throne to a young person, as if to indicate that the British government wants to get rid of its old traditions and enter a new era... How hypocritical.

  Yi Chen got excited, tightly hugged Feili in his arms and kissed her, speaking slightly faster than usual: "So, is everything okay? How much can we make?" Yi Chen was a bit agitated, Chikov had told him about the Southeast Asian economic crisis at the end of the last century, and Yi Chen instinctively felt that if Fatah's plan succeeded thoroughly, they wouldn't get too little money. As for the British royal succession, Yi Chen didn't care at all, no matter what their purpose was in choosing this time to hand over the throne, anyway, he didn't need to get involved with the British royal family, why bother?

  Fatadio sneered: "We've mobilized a fund of $70 billion... Hehe, not all of this money belongs to our boss, there are some big shots backing us up. But for us, making tens of billions in profit is no problem. According to the conditions we agreed on, 50% of the winnings are yours... The Manchester factory, we've already put it up for sale, everything is ready."

  Yi Chen smiled with his eyes closed and raised a glass in a toast to Fatadi. They both drank it all in one gulp.

  "Now, it's up to Mr. Chekhov over there, they need our assistance when our financial experts take aim at their market... Mr. Chekhov and his people will disrupt their normal financial transactions and muddy the waters completely... I still have a lot of confidence in Mr. Chekhov's abilities."

  Fatadio's last two sentences seemed a bit strange, and Yichen quickly asked: "What has that bastard Chekhov done again? Is he plotting some destructive plan?"

  Fatah's expression was strange as he said, "He and his partner took down the official website of the British government for thirteen hours. About ten million users logged on to the site at that time, but they were met with a hard drive full of pornographic videos... Now the British Ministry of National Security is investigating this matter. I think it's better if we don't touch certain departments in the UK from now on."

  Yi Chen slapped his forehead and groaned: "Chekhov, you damn bastard, I'm going to castrate him..."

  Fatadi smiled wryly: "However, fortunately, they did it neatly. Several engineers under us said that if Mr. Chikov hadn't left his unique hacker emblem, no one would have known it was him... Hmm, it shouldn't affect our plan much. But, Mr. Yi, our boss wants you to send someone to supervise them... These computer freaks are a bit abnormal."

  Yi Chen nodded and clapped his hands, calling out: "Mr. Cain..."

  Kane strode in, nodded at Yichen and asked: "Boss, what orders?"

  "Take him to Chekhov's place, be responsible for his safety and strictly forbid him from doing anything out of line... Tell him that this task is completed and I'm sending him on a vacation in Japan... Remember, the plan has started, we can't let this idiot ruin our things. What Chekhov fears most between us is you, so... Mr. Kane, for the sake of those piles of US dollars, you must take good care of him, got it?"

  Cain nodded and left, leaving half of his subordinates to guard the Chinese city, while the others followed him to Chekhov's villa. The efficiency and rigor of the Germans were perfectly embodied in Cain.

  Fatadi smiled: "So, everything is okay, Mr. Yi, I don't know if you are interested in going to China?"

  Yi Chen's body stiffened slightly, and he furrowed his brow as he asked Fatadio: "Go to China? Why? Now?"

  Fatadi nodded and said, "We can't underestimate the power of some departments in the UK. Once our plan starts, they will definitely fight back desperately. If we are tracked down, it will absolutely not be a lucky thing... Our boss means that we people in charge go to China for a tour, which happens to avoid suspicion. Especially since the Olympics are being held in Beijing, China this time, we also have a very good reason to go to China."

  Yi Chen sank into thought and didn't speak, only asking Fatiao after a long while: "Hm, about how much time will it take?"

  "Our plan is to sweep in a batch of cash within three to six months and then transfer all the funds out immediately, so during the execution of the plan, no matter what happens, it's best for us not to stay in London. We have experts stationed here, we don't need to stay here and get into trouble."

  "Ah, the British intelligence department isn't completely foolish after all. If they were to catch wind of anything... it's better to leave London. But who should stay behind? Jester absolutely cannot stay in London..."

  "After a long time, Yidun looked at Fatadi and said: "When are we leaving? I need some time to pack up things.""

  Fatadio said bluntly: "A newly launched ultra-luxurious cruise ship 'Windsor Duke' will depart from Liverpool to Shanghai, China in three days. There are many celebrities on board who are going to watch the Olympic Games in China, which is said to be the largest and most spectacular one in history. Hmm, we will definitely have a comfortable and romantic journey."

  Yi Chen nodded, three days? The time is a bit tight, but if Phil and Goll are staying in London, then it's not a problem. Jester is like a time bomb, he can't be left alone for more than half an hour or something will definitely happen... Hmm, so take Phil and Jester to China... Beijing, Beijing seems quite far from Sichuan? Should be, should be no problem.

  After discussing the details of their meeting later, Fatahio smiled and left, continuing to flirt with the women he passed by along the way.

  Yi Chen clapped his hands and called in Phil and Goll brothers, leaving Jester alone at the door watching.

  "Alright, we'll probably be leaving London for about three months, Phil. While I'm away, you and Gore will be in charge of everything. Don't mobilize Cain unless absolutely necessary, got it?"

  Phil and Goll didn't ask any questions, they just nodded in agreement.

  Yi Chen then called Jester in, saying straightforwardly: "Jester, the second layer of heart method... Heh heh, you're coming with me to China, huh? You shouldn't have any objections, right?" Yi Chen thought to himself: "Jester probably isn't dead set on staying in England, I'll just sneak him away from the church. No matter what, even if it means using force, I've got to get this kid to come with me - I don't want my hard-earned fortune to be ruined by his hands."

  Jie Si heard Yi Chen's words, and his eyes emitted a strange glow, like a cat's. He nodded repeatedly without saying another word. Yi Chen's second step heart method had too great an attraction for him...

  Finally, Yī Chén instructed Phil: "Pay attention to Fabio's situation at all times and see how his recent plans are going... Hmm, don't take the initiative to contact him, lest there be a problem, understand?" Phil nodded in response.

  Yi Chen stretched his waist, stood up, and said in a lazy tone: "Ah ha, China, my beloved China... I'm coming back... You should welcome me, after all, you're not those old men who drove me away." Although he didn't understand much about Chinese history, it was probably the dragon spirit born in the hearts of the descendants of Yan and Huang that made Yi Chen have an inexplicable feeling towards China. It was probably the same feeling a mischievous child has when facing his strictest father.

  Within two days, everything was settled. Yichen, Feili and Jester joined Fatiao and rushed to the Liverpool dock. A snow-white, over 400-meter-long super-luxury cruise ship shone with a dazzling light in the sunlight, as if everything between heaven and earth existed only to set off its existence.

  Yi Chen sneered: "Look at this ship, it's really fucking magnificent, haha, hope it doesn't hit the reef."

  Fatiao's face was a bit unsightly, and he stuttered: "Mr. Yi, we're about to set sail, it seems... we shouldn't be saying these things, should we?"

  Yi Chen's incessant smile, ignoring him. Fattahdio brought two personal bodyguards, and on his boarding documents, his identity became a wealthy Russian tycoon. Yi Chen's boarding documents were mostly true, and the title of knight also made Yi Chen feel the thrill of having privileges again. No matter which corner of the cruise ship he went to, the reception he received was always three points warmer than Fattahdio's, making Fattahdio extremely envious.

  Standing on the top deck, Fatiao told Yichen: "Well, our boss will lead a trade delegation to Beijing and take the opportunity to finalize some import and export trades. In this way, all those who know about this plan will be away from London and have legitimate business, so if something goes wrong, we will also have an excuse to refute."

  Taddeo looks like he can't wait to have a team of reporters follow him around every day, broadcasting his activities live to prove his innocence.

  More and more distinguished guests boarded the ship, and it was about to set sail.

  Fatiao seemed to have thought of something, and whispered to Yichen: "This cruise ship has some special service projects... Hehe, after we leave the public sea, we can go down and play... The beautiful ladies are nothing, there is an 800-square-meter casino downstairs... Hey, and there's also underground boxing, we can make a good bet..."

  Yi Chen's eyes lit up, anyway, looking at the tourists on this boat, there aren't many who are pleasing to the eye, might as well just scam them out of some money and be done with it.