It is also possible to monitor those politicians. Politicians in the Western world are strictly speaking a type of public figures. They cannot be compared with rabbit officials.

Monitoring and breaking news are all routine.

As long as you don't touch 'national level' matters, it won't be a big problem. It's okay if you touch it occasionally, as long as you can bear it.

However, monitoring this kind of thing will not touch the real wealthy capitalists!!

Capitalism, capital is the subject, the father, and the master.

Spying on Dad, isn’t this looking for death?

If you dare to spy on one person today, you will dare to spy on everyone tomorrow. Capital Dad has all the tricks to deal with you!

"Continue the interrogation and seek verification from multiple sources. The information must be accurate!"

"It would be a big joke if someone else deliberately stumbles and misleads!"

Sean felt that this possibility was unlikely, but he had to guard against it.

Continue interrogation and punishment!

As for verification, it's actually very simple. Just send someone directly to New York, secretly kidnap a senior executive of News Corporation's branch here and interrogate him.

Whether it's illegal or not, Sean doesn't care at all.

If he is willing to sue, there will be someone to take the blame, so no matter what, he will not be blamed.

On the East Coast, Sean is not afraid of anyone suing him, since he runs the prison anyway!

Two hours later, accurate news came.

"Damn, it's really News Corporation." Sean's face darkened immediately.

It's the company's behavior. The work pressure is piled up layer by layer, and the people below have no sense of propriety and do whatever they want.

As for why these two reporters directly said that Murdoch ordered it, they probably wanted to use Murdoch to save their lives.

but……

Sean walked around the room several times with an ugly expression on his face.

Since they dare to admit it, then I dare to believe it!!

"Where is Murdoch now?"

"News Corp. is headquartered next door in Wilmington, Delaware, where Rupert Murdoch lived most of his life." Lorraine answered directly, all this information was in her head.

"Bill, arrange some people, bring the guy, go over now!" Sean ordered with a dark face: "Bring the big guy with you!"

"You're crazy!" Lorraine grabbed Sean's hand, and Bill looked over.

"You clearly know that Murdoch will not give such an order, but if you do such a thing, you will ignore it!"

"Let go, you know nothing!" Sean pressed Lorraine's head with one hand and pushed her away.

He waved at Bill casually.

Bill nodded and turned around to leave. Since it wasn't an impulsive order, there was no problem.

Don't start an army out of anger. Americans don't have this saying, but everyone understands the truth.

Lorraine couldn't figure out what Sean was thinking and was extremely anxious. Sean didn't care and kept asking about Murdoch's various assets.

On the other side, the four people secretly entered Delaware, which was not far away, only 200 kilometers. They arrived at Murdoch's estate on the outskirts of Wilmington in more than 2 hours.

It was already evening now. Sean picked up the phone and dialed Prudence Murdoch after thinking about it.

After all, she had a romantic relationship, so it would be better to say something to her.

"Prudence, it's me, Sean."

"Wow, I thought you had forgotten me. How strange!" Prudence Murdoch said with a hint of resentment.

"Haha, if I forget you, there won't be this call. So, are you at home?" Sean asked with a chuckle.

"What, you want to give me a surprise, so cliché, but I happen to be at home!" Prudence Murdoch chuckled.

"There is indeed news, but if it's not a surprise, I don't know. I'll give you 5 minutes."

"What five minutes?" Prudence was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to leave the manor. If you haven't evacuated when the time is up, then I can only say I'm sorry and hope he can rest in peace in heaven." After that, Sean hung up the phone.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey." Prudence Murdoch shouted a few words into the phone, but there were bursts of blind tones.

What are you doing?

Prudence frowned and threw the phone aside.

However, the words of rest in heaven lingered in his ears.

No matter how I think about it, it feels wrong.

Could Sean be kidding me?

Lying on the bed, Prudence didn't want to care about these things, but his heart beat wildly and uncontrollably.

The feeling of being in trouble is pressing heavily on my chest, and even when I take a big breath, I feel suffocated.

Turning over and getting up from the bed, Prudence clutched his chest and looked uncomfortable.

After some mental struggle, he stood up, opened the door and walked out.

My steps unconsciously go faster and faster, and I walk faster and faster.

From walking to trotting, from trotting to running quickly, I came to the study room quickly.

Without even bothering to knock on the door, Prudence opened the door and barged in.

Murdoch is still in the office at this time, so the capitalists don’t have any fucking holidays, well, no overtime pay either!

"What?" Murdoch frowned and looked at Prudence. He hated it when someone entered the study without his permission.

Prudence took a deep breath and said, "Sean just called me."

Murdoch's brows twitched fiercely, and he gritted his molar teeth and asked, "Then what!!"

"He said to give you five minutes to leave the manor. If you don't leave, I can only wish you rest in heaven." Prudence said quickly while panting.

Murdoch suddenly stood up from his chair, looked at his daughter with wide eyes and disbelief, "When did you hit her?"

"Yes, it's been a while." Prudence looked nervous, "He, he won't..."

"He is a fucking lunatic!" Murdoch seemed to be in his youthful state again, rushing out quickly, standing in the corridor and shouting: "Everyone, get out immediately, get outside!!"

Seeing his father so excited and shouting like crazy, Prudence became even more nervous, his heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest, and he chased after him and started shouting too.

While shouting, he pulled his father out.

It doesn't matter if something happens to others, but nothing can happen to Dad!

This shouting alarmed everyone in the villa. Anna hurriedly walked out, looked at the flustered Murdoch and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Get out, get out!" Murdoch waved his hand vigorously.

"Why? What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Anna said with a dissatisfied look on her face.

The two sons also came out of the room at this time, their faces full of panic and confusion.

"Look, you scared the child!"

"Fake, stop talking nonsense, leave immediately!!!" Murdoch shouted angrily, what the hell time has it been, and the stinky woman still has ink marks!

Prudence pulled Murdoch's arm hard, "Come on, I was just delayed in the room for a long time!"

She doesn't want to worry about Anna!

It would be best if they were killed, she would only be happy, as for the two younger brothers.

Ha...what does it have to do with her?

Murdoch was pulled and staggered, and he could only turn his head and shout loudly: "Hurry up, there is a bomb!"

There was no time to explain. Murdoch is indeed a big capitalist. At this time, he still maintained his sense and directly gave such a reason. Whether it was true or not, he wanted to get the person out first.

Even if Sean was playing a prank, it didn't matter to him.

He would never do anything so arrogant and indifferent.

That's when the whole family's lives were sacrificed to block Sean's prank!

Risks and returns are not proportional at all, and capitalists will never do such a thing.

The phrase "there's a bomb" scared everyone!

When Anna saw Murdoch being taken away, she turned around and ran out without caring whether something was true or false.

"Kid, kid, Fuck!" Murdoch, who was staggered by the pull, pointed and stretched out his hand and shouted loudly. He was almost pissed off by this bitch.

Anna then remembered and turned around quickly. Without her son, she would have no value at all around Murdoch.

The entire villa was in chaos, with the owner, servants, and bodyguards all rushing out.

Not far away, in a stalled business car, several people were looking at the villa with binoculars.
To be continued...