Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 307 The Best Birth Gift
Outside the Aerie, Beverly Hills, Los Angeles.
A police car with its lights on drove along the road toward the gate of Eagle's Nest. Hearing the sirens, some of Tommy's neighbors who lived in Beverly Hills walked out of their homes and looked in the direction of the police car heading towards Tommy's mansion.
They knew that Tommy was holding a banquet here today to celebrate the arrival of his daughter into the world, and they had all received small gifts prepared by the hostess herself as an apology early on, and they were sorry that it might be a little noisy today.
To be honest, the gift seemed very sincere, so they all chose to be tolerant of it. Everyone could understand Tommy's joy in having a daughter, and even if they didn't understand, they were willing to choose to be tolerant for the sake of the gift.
All male residents in the entire Beverly community received a bottle of high-end red wine and a box of cigars worthy of collection, while the women received a small coin purse from a luxury brand and a pair of beautiful pearl earrings. People living here do not think that expensive gifts are good, but sincere gifts can make them feel respected by the other party.
For this reason, they could accept the noise made by the carnival in Tommy's house, but it should not include the roar of wild beasts. For example, at this moment, half of Beverly Hills could hear the damn elephant roar coming from Tommy's house!
Everyone knew that Tommy Hawke had a small family zoo at home, and he had even been invited to visit it before, but the animals there were all cute and harmless, and the community did not approve him to keep an elephant.
So, the neighbors decided to call the police and ask them to check out what had happened. Did Tommy’s girlfriend give birth to an elephant?
Two Beverly Hills Police Department officers parked their car on the side of the road, turned off the sirens and police lights, then got out of the car and prepared to walk towards the front door of Tommy's house. They were familiar with Tommy. Tommy was the largest private owner in Beverly Hills and owned the largest private residence in the hills. He was also the largest donor to the Los Angeles Police Foundation in the Beverly Hills area.
"I mean, if Mr. Hawke, the person who was complained about, really got an elephant and kept it in his zoo, how are we going to explain to those celebrities that we can't do anything about elephants?" A young policeman asked his companion, holding a cup of Coke and biting the straw.
The old policeman grinned. "Why do we need to explain? If these rich people want to get the elephants, they must have a legitimate reason. They will never give us the opportunity to arrest them for animal cruelty or other crimes."
"Two officers." Next to the main entrance of the Eagle's Nest, which was big enough for two trucks to drive in side by side, a young man in a suit flashed out and greeted the two policemen with a smile: "Good afternoon, how can I help you?"
The old policeman observed the surroundings. The young policeman thought the other party was the waiter Tommy hired today to act as a doorman. "Someone called the police and said that they heard an elephant screaming inside. Let's investigate."
As if the elephant knew that the police had come to rescue it, another roar of an elephant was heard from inside.
The young policeman shrugged at the young man: "Did you hear that?"
"Of course, there is an elephant inside who is seeing a dentist. Just like humans, it always makes some painful noises when seeing a dentist." The young man had no intention of letting the two of them go in, and continued with a smile: "My opinion is to let it receive treatment without being disturbed."
"I think you'd better contact Dorothy, Tommy's housekeeper, right away instead of standing here like a self-righteous fool and obstructing police work. I said, we received a police complaint and we have to come to the scene to investigate." The young policeman leaned forward, trying to put pressure on the other party through body language.
Although he had never met Tommy, he had met Dorothy, the housekeeper of this mansion. She once called the police. When several children from the neighboring family came to visit the zoo, they played hide-and-seek. A naughty little boy hid and was never found. Finally, Dorothy called the police and asked the police for help. She stood inside the gate and used a loudspeaker to shout the little boy out. Dorothy and the boy's parents really didn't want to waste time, so they searched more than a hundred rooms carefully on their own.
The young man took two steps back and raised his hands: "Wow, relax, guys. Please allow me to slowly lift the hem of my suit."
The two policemen nodded with their hands on the gun handles. The young man slowly unzipped the hem of his suit, revealing a pistol on his waist. On the holster, the metal badge of the FBI sparkled in the bright California sunshine.
"FBI." The young man took out his ID from his suit pocket and handed it to the two people. "I don't know why you are here, but I want to say that the FBI has other plans for what happened inside today. In order to avoid your presence affecting the FBI's plan, I can't let you go in to see the elephant now, officers. Why don't you find a reason to tell the neighbors to be more tolerant."
The two policemen checked the other party's ID and even used the walkie-talkie to call the police station to verify with the FBI. After confirming the other party's identity, they returned the ID. The old policeman looked at the large private parking lot in the distance. At this moment, the parking lot was full of luxury cars with license plates from various states in the United States. There were also a dozen young men who were obviously security personnel patrolling the field.
"What did Mr. Hawke's girlfriend give birth to for him? The next President of the United States?" the old policeman asked the young FBI agent.
Before the other party could say anything, a black and white Bell business helicopter flew over from a distance. When it passed over the heads of the three people, the airflow blew their hair into a mess, and it flew straight into the helicopter pad on the roof of Eagle's Nest Manor.
"I don't know much. I only know that the security guards are responsible for patrolling the front yard to prevent strangers without invitation letters from breaking in. The security guards in the core areas of the manor, between the floors and in the backyard, have more complicated identities. As a young elite FBI officer, I am only qualified to guard the gate." The young man replied to the other party with a smile.
The policeman looked at the calm front yard behind him, then at his smile: "Just to help an elephant see a dentist?"
"Yes, it is to help the elephant see a dentist." The young man nodded:
"You can choose to have my supervisor call your supervisor and ask you to turn around and leave, or have someone from the military call your supervisor."
"Calling Kenny from B4, the chief wants you two to pack up and leave there." At this time, the intercom on the old policeman's shoulder rang, and a female voice spoke.
The old policeman stared at the FBI for a few seconds, then picked up the intercom and responded, "B4 received, preparing to leave."
After hanging up the call, the old policeman looked at the young man and said, "It seems that your boss or someone else has called our boss."
Then he patted his companion on the shoulder, and the two of them got into the car, started the engine and drove away.
After the police car drove out of his sight, the young FBI agent reported into the air headset: "Two police officers came to investigate after receiving a complaint from a community resident. They have already left. Can't you teach that elephant to shut up?"
"The guests don't want the elephant to shut up, so they have to shut up those damn residents. Think of a way to make those idle idiots not pay attention to what's happening here. You are the FBI." A response came from the headset.
The young man said, "Apart from lying and intimidation, what other good ideas does the FBI have? If I were to come up with a solution, I would ask my boss to pass on a piece of information to the local police station, saying that a few brutal black murderers seem to have escaped to this community. For the sake of the residents of this community, I would ask the police to persuade them to go home and pretend to be dead or leave temporarily and stay in a nearby hotel for one night, so that both the elephant and them can enjoy the rare tranquility."
At this moment, the backyard of the Eagle's Nest was a scene of joy. The more than 200 guests who came to the banquet were attracted by a huge American elephant on the lawn. It was fixed to the ground, and the animal keepers and veterinarians were busy repairing its broken and cracked tusks. The veterinarian carefully clamped the metal ivory cap on the cracked position of the ivory, and the sharp front end was also made of a metal protective cap.
Looking from a distance in the sunlight, it looks like the elephant's tusks are covered with two huge gold rings and two gold nail polishes.
After determining the size, the veterinarian took off the braces and looked at Stephen, who had already stood out from the crowd, opened his arms and looked at the elephant and said:
"Engrave my phone number and a message on the two rings: To the elephant Moon, these are the magic rings I gave you. When you get into any trouble, call this number and I will send my godfather to help you. Love your tooth fairy Jenny."
Pam, Catherine, Zoe, David, Chris and other CS gang members were taking photos and talking around Otilia. Next to her, a nanny was carefully holding Jenny, the daughter of Otilia and Tommy, the second child of the next generation of the Hawke family. A month and a half ago, Ashley gave birth to a boy for Tony and named him Hans.
Ashley, Tony, and little Hans were unable to attend Jenny's party because Ashley and Hans were living in Hawaii recently, trying to enjoy the happy time as a family of three with Tony as much as possible.
Stephen came over and gently touched Jenny's tender little hand, his eyes full of love: "Maybe your dad can give you everything, but he can't give you this, an elephant that you can ride anytime as long as you don't violate traffic rules. Think about it, if one day you are sixteen years old and meet a bad boy as bad as me or your dad, and he breaks your heart, then you can ride this elephant and crush his sports car and balls, and then let the elephant call me, and I will be there the first time. Love your godfather."
After saying this, Stephen lifted Jenny’s little hand and touched it affectionately on his lips.
"Compared to Stephen, we have no talent for spending money. When your friend gave birth to a daughter, would you think of getting her an elephant in the name of rescue and adoption? Obviously, you just want Jenny to have a chance to ride an elephant openly, but this reason will make the zoo and animal protection organizations grateful for Jenny's behavior of riding an elephant." Jason sighed beside him with full conviction:
"Otilia made the right decision to let Stephen be Jenny's godfather. According to Tommy's idea, if Charles was Jenny's godfather, the only gift that guy would give to Jenny would be a book called "How High School Girls Can Avoid Being Hit By Yale Boys - The Autobiography of Charles Salmon."
Susan, Susie, Holly, Mark, and even Eric, the vice president of Stanford SSD fraternity who had not been seen for a long time, were among the guests. They were enjoying the afternoon with champagne in their hands, and they all laughed at the same time when they heard Jason's words.
But the other two characters mentioned by Jason, Tommy and Charles, were not among the crowd in the backyard.
Al Gore's wife Mary-Tipper Gore was quietly asking the housekeeper Dorothy at the scene that her husband Gore was missing.
"Mr. Gore is visiting Jenny's nursery, accompanied by Mr. Tommy," said Dorothy, smiling.
Colin, the old patriarch of the Hawke family, was holding a bottle of light beer in his hand and was looking for his son Tommy all over the world. This bastard already had a daughter, but had no plans to marry Ottilia. If Ottilia didn't seem to be in a good mood and was not going to vent her anger on her granddaughter, he would have pointed a gun at Tommy's head and taught him how to be a responsible man.
"Sophia, where is Tommy?" After wandering around the mansion for a long time, he finally saw Sophia. He knew that Sophia was Tommy's secretary, so he strode over and asked, "What is he doing? He may not care about himself, but that is his daughter and Otilia. He should give his daughter and wife enough respect! Instead of hiding in the corner and refusing to come out to see people!"
Sophia smiled bitterly and said, "In fact, I'm looking for him too. Some guests want to talk to Tommy, but... as you can see, I have no idea where he is hiding in the house. His phone is in Paige's hand. Paige didn't say what he was doing, only that he would show up when the party officially starts."
"What is he going to do? Dennis came with me and Pam, but Dennis is gone too, leaving Pam alone in the backyard." Colin said suspiciously, "Isn't it possible that they are planning some kind of prank? It'd better not be that way, because I will kill them if their lame prank scares my granddaughter."
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"I asked Big George to volunteer for so long, not for a prank. Big George has sacrificed too much to help them better." In the conference room on the top floor of Eagle's Nest, Tommy stood in front of a huge round table, supporting himself with his hands on the table, leaning forward, looking at the people surrounding the table.
At the table, Charles, Gore, Ted, Dennis and a dozen other white men of different ages were looking at the burly white man called Big George standing behind Tommy as he was introduced.
"Are we going to hang the black man openly?" Dennis, who was enjoying his special holiday, clapped his hands lightly on the table and looked at Tommy.
His straightforward question made everyone look at him. Noticing everyone's gaze, Dennis shrugged and said, "Sorry, how could I not know? I mean, although I had not joined SSD when Tommy took the oath at the headquarters, I joined SSD at West Point later. My former president once said that there was an idiot at the headquarters who made such an impossible oath in order to clear himself. Even though he didn't say the name, I could guess it was Tommy, because he said that the other party had a grandfather who helped count the number of black people killed by each member in the 3K Party and gave out bonuses. Tommy's grandfather did this. By the way, my grandfather was responsible for providing weapons and fuel. He knew how to burn down a nigger's house with the least amount of gasoline and Molotov cocktails. He was thrifty and everyone praised him."
"This is no joke. Tommy's oath is more difficult than the one Mr. Hull swore in the church to massacre the Jews. He said that he would hang niggers in the United States, a modern country with a highly developed civilization." Ted then spoke, attracting the attention of the crowd to himself:
"Of course, I'm not against it. I just think it's too difficult. If Tommy can fulfill his promise and keep his oath, the General Assembly should be able to directly promote him to become a member of the Gray Cardinals of the SSD Brotherhood in return. But what if he fails? No one will admit it, and they may even jump out to accuse him of racism and at least cut ties with him on the surface. And Tommy, you! Will lose everything you have now. It's better to give up fulfilling your promise to your brothers. Your wealth and existing assets are enough for the General Assembly to forgive your bragging when you were young."
Charles reached out and patted Ted on the shoulder. "Don't you realize that everything this guy has done since he took the oath is to fulfill his oath. He wants to control public opinion as much as possible through television, newspapers, and the emerging computer network, and portray the massacre of black people as legitimate defense, or at most excessive defense. You think he would be greedy for wealth, but no, this bastard is greedy for a position in the General Synod. He wants to become an idol in the Synod by taking this difficult oath, and then he can outlive or persuade the old guys in the Synod to send us to the seats of the Synod members. By then, the more than 20,000 living SSD members will be his wealth."
As he spoke, he looked at Tommy who was standing in front of the round table. "He has a chance to become the youngest member of the Bishops' Council since the founding of SSD, except for the original group of college students. Now the youngest member of the Bishops' Council is already 52 years old. If he succeeds, he can make all the members believe that he can do anything, and then they will be willing to listen to his advice and outlast those old guys. He will be the Gray Pope of SSD, and now he is working hard to complete his journey to the Pope's coronation."
"He is standing here, not discussing giving up. He has already let that big guy named Big George and the neighborhood safety mutual aid volunteer organization he founded successfully instigated a Korean to shoot an underage black man. Such incidents will continue to happen in the future, and his BT TV network is trying to make black people pay attention to these things done by Koreans." A thin middle-aged white man bit a cigar and spoke in an indifferent tone. Every time a word came out between his lips and teeth, a puff of smoke was exhaled.
Seeing some people's puzzled looks, Charles explained, "Edward Phelps, who once joined the SSD chapter of the University of Wyoming and was nicknamed Little Furball, was expelled because he stood outside the main entrance of the venue of the black fraternity and sorority organization during Hell Week and staged a performance about white people auctioning off male and female slaves. The SSD chapter of the University of Wyoming at that time did not help him make any excuses to the school. Later, he was admitted to Yale and joined the KSig fraternity, which is slightly more extreme than the SSD. Yes, it is the Star and Crescent Society. He is a fellow brother of my future father-in-law, Mr. Cheney, but the SSD did not expel his membership. We dismissed the head of the SSD chapter of the University of Wyoming at that time, so he has the dual identities of SSD and KSig."
Hearing about the KSig brotherhood, those who had just looked puzzled breathed a sigh of relief. If the SSD was still quietly reminiscing about the white robe era of the KKK, the KSig Star and Moon Society was openly expressing its ideals.
Especially the KSig chapters in universities in southern states, they have two fixed performances every year that are so big that they are not allowed to perform on campus, but they have to perform them in venues outside the campus. One show is about white cowboys conquering America, and half of all members play the majestic cowboys, and the other half play the Indians who are chased, hunted, and eventually scalped. The other show is a story about how white people sold black slaves and how the black slaves were fortunate enough to come to American farms from poor Africa and enjoy a happy life without threats and harassment from Indians.
The most brilliant and unsurpassed performance recognized by KSig members came from a performance at a Mississippi university in 1969. At that time, local blacks and people of color were seeking racial equality through street marches. In order to confront and ensure a brilliant and shocking performance, KSig members got real Indian scalps and put them on their heads. When countless blacks and people of color were marching, they acted out how white people cut off their scalps and cursed the blacks for not understanding the love of white people for them.
Unfortunately, the black people who were marching at the time followed the instructions of the organizers and actually held back their anger and did not beat up the discriminators.
Otherwise, KSig actually had some lawyers with memberships lying in wait nearby as witnesses, as well as some white policemen and white "enthusiastic citizens" who happened to be passing by, waiting for the blacks to dare to attack the performers, and then the enthusiastic citizens and policemen would go out with guns to legally rescue the poor white people who were being besieged by the black group.
This notorious fraternity has never produced a US president, but it has produced 21 US governors, eight senators, five state supreme court justices, and more than 30 white politicians who have served as state attorneys general, almost all of whom are from southern states.
Simply put, SSD can at least regard pure white people, Jews who do not believe in Judaism but convert to Catholicism or Christianity as white people and absorb them, but KSig even excludes white Jews. Local blacks or people of color will actively walk around young people wearing vests with the KSig logo. If there is an incident of police shooting a black person in the southern states, and if the police officer who fired the shot has attended college, eight out of ten have joined KSig during college.
Charles' father-in-law, Dick Cheney, is the fraternity's highest-ranking living member in politics.
"It's the Allies, just like the United States and Britain in World War II, and the niggers are the damn Nazis," Ted said with a smile.
"So what's going on now after the Korean guy killed the little black guy?" another voice asked.
"The boss asked my neighborhood mutual aid organization to donate a sum of money to the California Justice Fund. At the same time, we are also preparing to collect evidence and testify in court, and we are working hard to achieve a situation where the Korean guy is acquitted." Big George raised his head from behind Tommy and smiled honestly, "The trial should have been held within half a year, but the boss felt that this was unfriendly to black people and wanted to give them the right to participate in the trial. He hoped to see a jury with more than half of black people. Those black people righteously suggested that the court sentence the Korean guy to life imprisonment, and the judge finally rejected the jury's choice to release the Korean guy in court. If the jury members are encouraged to change their skin color, it may take longer."
"Tommy knows how to flirt with niggers. Think about it, those niggers who are constantly being fed news by BT TV must have thought that most of the jury members are niggers and they are sure to win. But the white judge informed them at the last minute, screw the jury, I have the right to overturn the jury's opinion. I usually respect the jury, but today I am going to change my mood. I declare that the poor little nigger died of suicide and the defendant is acquitted." The white man named Edward took off his cigar and grinned happily.
"Discussing this today, isn't it a bit... I mean, to Jenny, we are not uncles worthy of respect. We didn't even prepare gifts carefully. We were just discussing targeting niggers carefully." Gore was the first to speak with a smile: "Tommy?"
Tommy stood up, walked to a window, and looked down at his daughter who was held in Otilia's arms in the backyard. "Genesis, Genesis Hawke, my daughter's name, Genesis, is taken from the Hebrew word for creation. How could I have thought of giving my little angel such a name? Because I think that creating a better world for her, a new world that black people know how to revere, is the best birth gift I can give her as a father."
