The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

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At night, the Cole family’s manor lay shrouded in darkness. Nearby, the windows of the villa next door were blacked out by
Rothschild staff, giving the impression that it was uninhabited.
With nightfall, all activity at the manor ceased, and the parked vehicles within its boundaries fell silent. Unbeknownst to outsiders,
inside the seemingly tranquil villa, a group of people gathered, including Steve Rothschild and more than forty individuals,
including Royce Rothschild.
Among the group of over 40 people, aside from Steve and his son, approximately 30 individuals were tasked with continuously
monitoring the Cole family manor’s every move. The remaining 10 people were responsible for the villa’s security.
The Rothschild family placed immense importance on their security, especially when the individuals present included the eldest
son and eldest grandson of the current patriarch. Even though they had set up a net around the Cole family, the protection of the
family’s core members was unwavering. They couldn’t afford to be complacent about safety.
Steve Rothschild, concerned about his own safety, sought reassurance from Hank regarding the security within the villa.
To alleviate Steve’s worries, Hank proudly explained, “Young Master, the personnel we have here are all top-notch agents
equipped with identification friend-or-foe technology. Should the detector detect anyone without the identification equipment, it
will immediately relay their location to our snipers.”
“Furthermore, each of us wears personal identification equipment, and the system promptly verifies our identity. If surveillance
equipment captures our face, the facial recognition system activates to confirm our identity. If it matches, it’s considered safe. If
not, we’ll immediately alert the authorities.”
“In addition, all our personnel outside wear 24-hour recorders that cannot be deactivated. The recorded data is uploaded to the
cloud, and the intelligence center handles storage and analysis. When any two
people encounter each other, cross-checking is possible. Whether it’s me or not, your safety here is guaranteed at 100 percent.”
Steve found this information extremely reassuring. It appeared that he merely needed to stay put with his son, awaiting Hank to
uncover the clues and locate the Four Treasures of the Study.
***
Meanwhile, after nightfall, Charlie arranged for Jordan to procure a vehicle and drove quietly to New Jersey, the location of the
Cole family estate.

New York and New Jersey, being neighboring states, attracted many middle-class and moderately wealthy New Yorkers seeking
a higher quality of life. The distance between them was less than an hour’s drive, a manageable commute for those accustomed
to driving.
Upon reaching New Jersey, Jagoan refrained from heading directly to the Cole family manor. Instead, he parked about a
kilometer away from it and visited a roadside café. He ordered a cup of coffee and sat near a window, sipping while surveying his
surroundings.
The Cole family manor lay at the end of a road, making this the sole access point to reach it.
While sipping his coffee, Jagoan noticed two black Cadillac SUVs parked outside a nearby motel. Despite the cars being turned
off and their windows tinted darkly, they harbored occupants – four individuals in each vehicle.
Jagoan surmised that these individuals were likely agents under the employ of the Rothschild family, stationed here on standby.
If any emergencies arose, these eight individuals could quickly offer support. Moreover, the SUVs were robust and heavy,
suitable for interception and capable of withstanding collisions even with regular vehicles.
Jagoan thought to himself that the Rothschild family had already begun establishing a wide perimeter about a kilometer away.
Venturing closer would undoubtedly subject him to heightened surveillance.
It seemed that acquiring the ,Four Treasures of the Study without exposing himself would be difficult.
At that moment, several middle-aged men in plain clothing entered the coffee shop. Jagoan, attuned to his surroundings,
observed their movements carefully. Their gait, posture, and precise control of fine movements suggested they were well-trained
professionals. Jagoan stirred his coffee silently, quietly scrutinizing them.
The men selected a table in the corner, ordered coffee from a waiter, and engaged in low-toned conversation. One of them,
gesturing towards the motel across the street, muttered quietly, “These Rothschild people are a real headache. We better hope
they don’t stir up any more trouble. Another scandal, and our reputation’s gone.”
His companion nodded in agreement, lowering his voice, “Higher-ups want us to keep an eye on them for now. If they make any
unusual moves, we’re to intervene immediately. However, they’ve warned us not to get too close. The Rothschilds are on edge,
and we don’t want to provoke them by getting too close to the Cole house.”
The first man sighed in exasperation, “They don’t take the FBI seriously at all. Monitoring them is probably futile. Look at their
personnel and equipment. They’re miles ahead of us. If they’re determined to do something, we won’t be able to stop them.”

One colleague chimed in, “I’ve heard from the equipment department that the Rothschild family brought in top-of-the-line thermal
imaging gear. It can identify details within a few hundred meters, even down to the gender of a mouse. Who knows what they’re
up to?”
Another colleague added, “Our hands are tied here. If they’re set on their course, no one can prevent them. The White House
won’t stand a chance. We just need to act as if we’re trying to thwart them.
Mission accomplished. If public opinion goes south, we can always claim we did our best, but they didn’t take us seriously.”
A third colleague, who had remained quiet until now, suddenly spoke up, “Did any of you notice the helicopter that flew by this
afternoon?”
Both of them nodded in acknowledgment. One asked, “What’s special about the helicopter? There are at least a dozen
Rothschild helicopters around here.”
The third colleague adopted a mysterious tone, “Those helicopters are on standby nearby, none of them ventured within a mile of
the Cole property. However, that afternoon flight was an exception. Do you know who was on board?”
The others leaned in, eagerly inquiring, “Who was it?”
The third colleague whispered, “I can’t confirm, but I’m pretty sure there were direct Rothschild family members on that
helicopter!”
“Really?” They both looked surprised. One of them inquired, “Why are direct Rothschild family members here? What are they
doing?”
The colleague responded, “I’m not sure about their specific agenda, but based on the series of actions taken by the Rothschilds,
it’s evident that the Cole family holds great significance for them. Yesterday, our director had a meeting and mentioned that
almost the entire Rothschild family had been mobilized, putting New York and a 200-mile radius under lockdown!”
“Lockdown?” one of them questioned. “I haven’t heard anything about this.”
The man went on to explain, “The current martial law is not public. The police are out blocking all land transportation, inspecting
all vehicles leaving the designated area. Their reason is an anti-drug operation.
They claim to have received a tip about a large drug influx into New York.”

“In addition, all departing aircraft from the port now undergo two security checks, and even goods loaded into the warehouse
must be rechecked. This is all happening discreetly and hasn’t made it into the public eye.”
“Moreover, cargo ships are prohibited from leaving the port, and customs is conducting thorough inspections. They’re claiming
externally that a batch of potentially weaponizable nuclear materials is leaving New York, heading for terrorists. But honestly, it’s
all a bunch of nonsense. Who in their right mind would sell nuclear materials from New York? It’s just a ruse by the Rothschild
family.”
He added, “Oh, and by the way, helicopters can’t even leave New York right now. The entire city is under a tight lockdown!”
The first person inquired, puzzled, “Where did you hear all this? How come I haven’t heard about such a significant operation?”
The man clarified, “This all started just today. There’s a group of core Rothschild family members overseeing every aspect of
land, water, and air. High-ranking individuals are in a frenzy, but I don’t have the full details.”
Another person sighed, “I don’t care what they’re up to. I just know I’ll be staying up all night again tonight. Who knows when this
grueling situation will end.”
At that moment, the waiter arrived with three cups of coffee. The three of them exchanged glances and ceased their hushed
conversation.
They believed their discreet whispers in the corner wouldn’t reach anyone’s ears, but unbeknownst to them, every word was
clearly heard by Jagoan.
Jagoan’s mind raced. In his perspective, the Rothschild family’s stringent guarding of the Cole family manor aimed to locate the
four-square treasure building. Now, with the arrival of their core members, it was like an unexpected breakthrough had fallen into
his lap.
Without anyone from the Rothschild family helping him, it would be an arduous task to sneak away the Four Treasures of the
Study amidst such professional surveillance equipment.
With the arrival of the Rothschild family’s core members, it was as if a golden opportunity had presented itself. Taking the Four
Treasures of the Study without arousing suspicion and smuggling it out of the United States was best achieved with unwitting
assistance from the Rothschild family as a mule.
No matter who from the Rothschild family had come this time, one thing was clear: they were there to aid him!


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