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Chapter 629 Island of Sin

"Are you so sure Gislan has what you want?" Wenger asked curiously.

Ernst nodded slightly, a confident smile playing on his lips. "I'm absolutely certain."

How could he not be sure? After all, he knew in his past life.

Looking at Ernst's composed expression, Wenger felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. He sighed softly, "I never imagined that a piece I casually placed back then would be used so quickly, and so effectively."

Amidst his感慨 (feeling of mixed emotions), a hint of regret crept onto Wenger's brow. He shook his head slightly. "What a pity, this piece is probably doomed to be completely wasted."

In his view, this pawn has been exposed, and those powerful figures who have been manipulated will not allow this pawn to continue to be a stumbling block for them.

"Crippled?" Ernst was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled softly. "Don't worry, it won't be crippled."

He paused, his gaze deep and unfathomable, and said, word by word, "Because no one can resist the ultimate temptation of immortality."

Throughout history, power, wealth, and beauty have all become tiresome, but the desire for the continuation of life is an instinct etched into human genes.

Qin Shi Huang swept across the six kingdoms and unified the world, displaying great talent and ambition. Yet, in his later years, he became obsessed with seeking immortality and enlightenment.

Emperor Taizong of Tang ushered in the Zhenguan era of prosperity and was regarded as a model of a wise ruler by later generations. However, in his later years, he also became obsessed with the pursuit of immortality and eventually died from poisoning.

Even emperors who were so powerful and intelligent could not escape the shackles of the desire for immortality, let alone Western nobles who had been immersed in the power arena for many years and had long been accustomed to enjoying the ultimate privileges.

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Wenger pressed on, "Do you think those powerful figures won't choose to change their partners? And will they continue to entangle themselves with Epstein?"

Those in power are best at weighing pros and cons and cutting their losses in time. When Epstein's existence might be a threat, abandoning him was the inevitable outcome.

"Change the player?" Ernst shook his head slightly. "You're underestimating the complexity of this matter."

"This kind of thing, which completely skirts the line between law and morality, is not something that just anyone has the courage or ability to do."

"The key is still the channels left by Maxwell, which cannot be replicated or rebuilt overnight."

"Do those aging, powerful figures have the courage to start anew, risking their own lives?"

"Loli Island." Wenger murmured these three words, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, before looking at Ernst. "You're certainly outspoken."

This is the key to Ernst's control over Wall Street and his ability to turn defeat into victory.

It's not Epstein's Lolita Island, but another, much larger, more secretive, and more sinful island—Santoya Island.

This island is the one that truly terrifies the entire Western world, making them fear its exposure.

Its former owner was Maxwell, the father of Gislan, who was Epstein's current girlfriend and created an island of sin.

Of course, the sins mentioned here refer to the law and worldly matters.

But for those customers who set foot on Santoya Island, it is a paradise for satisfying their desire for immortality.

The Lolita Island that was later reported on was another picture Ernst exposed: Little St. James Island.

But that's just a substitute for Saint Toa Island; the real Lolita Island is much bigger than the one that's been exposed.

Even his master, Maxwell, could openly act as a triple agent for Britain, the United States, and the Soviet Union, and still remain in power.

Born in Czechoslovakia, he was a member of the Jewish Hasidic six-pointed star flag.

He joined the British Army during World War II, served as a gunman in Normandy, and received a salary from MI6.

After the war, he worked at the Berlin office of the British Press Control Committee, where he obtained a great deal of German technical information for Britain, the Soviet Union, and the United States. He was also the only intermediary recognized by both Britain and the Soviet Union.

He initially wanted to enter politics, but due to his poor background, he did not receive support within the British Labour Party and failed to run for office several times.

He later ventured into business, acquiring the renowned academic publisher Pergamon, the British Mirror Group, and the American Daily New York News.

Murdoch's News Corporation, to some extent, follows his script.

How do you acquire connections and resources?

That's the Lolita Island he created, and even the Queen of England is one of his clients.

However, these are not his primary identities. His true identity is that of a typical Zionist Jew, a high-ranking official in Mossad.

The Western elite could not tolerate the existence of such a person, so in 1991, his private yacht, Lady Gislan, crashed into the waters near the Canary Islands. He was found dead the next day, and the official conclusion was accidental drowning.

After his death, his media empire was exposed to all sorts of scandals and eventually collapsed.

Since Maxwell's death, Saint Toa Island has gradually fallen into disrepair, and no records or even complete buildings can be found on the island. However, this does not prevent Ernst from making a point of discussion about it.

It could be a partial visitor list on Santoya Island, recording the names of the powerful and wealthy who had visited this island of sin, or it could be evidence of the global trafficking chain of young girls.

For Ernst, this was enough.

Those high-ranking officials are most afraid of the unknown.

They dared not gamble on how much evidence Ernst possessed, or what devastating consequences it might bring upon them. They hoped the matter could be resolved peacefully, without affecting their continued enjoyment of the secret services and desire fulfillment offered by Epstein's newly built Lolita Island.

It was this mixture of greed and fear that allowed Ernst to firmly grasp the initiative.

"I thought he was just a sex broker, but I never imagined that he was actually involved in a human trafficking network."

Ernst picked up his coffee and gestured, saying, "You're not wrong. Epstein's original intention was to be a broker like that, but Gislan doesn't see it that way."

"What kind of people did she associate with before? The British royal family, high-ranking American officials and dignitaries, and business tycoons."

"But before Maxwell died, he left only $100,000 to his most beloved youngest daughter. Do you think she wouldn't be twisted in her mind?"

"She grew up with Maxwell and is probably the only one of Maxwell's eight children who is familiar with the entire way Santoa works."

"Although she didn't have access to all the connections, what she did have was enough for her to create another Sin Island."

"She was also well aware that those at the top of the power structure needed her business."

"But she was clever; she knew to bring Epstein to the forefront while she enjoyed her past life of luxury."

"Is that really okay?" Wenger asked, somewhat doubtful.

Ernst shook his head and said, "Immortality is certainly impossible, but extending lifespan should be no problem."

Upon hearing about prolonging life, Wenger's face showed a hint of disbelief, and he shook his head, saying, "Even now, I still can't quite believe it; it really overturns my understanding."

woman?

For Western elites, what kind of woman don't they have?

The only thing that could move them was not women or wealth, but the desire for immortality.

If they were just ordinary women, how could these old hags become their clients?

How could someone like Hawking possibly become their client? Would they pick their fingers at him?

The real reason is the stem cells in the placenta after a woman gives birth.

Research has shown that this substance can potentially repair bodily functions, slow down aging, and maintain youthfulness.

However, this substance cannot be synthesized artificially at present; it can only be extracted from the placenta.

This is why those European and American elites flock to it, and it is also the main reason why their lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people and they do not show much signs of aging.

"What are your plans for the future?" Wenger asked, wanting to hear Ernst's next move.

"Join them." Ernst's face darkened.

"Join them?" Wenger exclaimed, but quickly calmed down.

Because he understood that those people would never allow themselves to be held hostage by others, to be used to threaten him at any time.

Join us or become our enemy.

He could even imagine Ernst facing all sorts of assassinations, or even a missile openly bombing his house, and then someone being blamed for an operational error.

"I'm not young anymore, you could take me to see it sometime."

Upon hearing this, Ernst looked deeply at Wenger, his heart filled with emotion.

This godfather held a much higher place in his heart than his father, and always stood in front of him without hesitation.

Given the relationship between the two, Wenger's involvement would be able to stabilize those people for a period of time.

He was buying Ernst time so that if the situation changed later, the repercussions wouldn't affect Ernst.

What he really wanted to say was that there was absolutely no need for that.

Even if the matter is exposed, given his status, he will have already gone into hiding, and no one will dare to report it.

Ernst was about to speak when the phone rang. He picked it up and burst out laughing.

He gestured to Wenger, "Those seeking cooperation have come knocking."