Chapter 506 President (Worshipful Master)
The white silk shirt was blown up by the wind.
Jiang Qilan stood tall, calmly straightened his hair that was messed up by the wind and waves of the helicopter, and then walked towards the group of soldiers.
——From now on, everything can only be done by himself.
This was also his first face-to-face confrontation with the Unionist Society.
When Jiang Qilan was five meters away from the leader of the army, Jiang Qilan took out the Union Jack badge from the left breast pocket of his shirt.
——The Freemasonry has a very strict hierarchy like a pyramid.
There are thirty-three levels in total.
The higher the number, the higher the level.
Thirty-three on the top of the tower - WM (president). The highest level, no need to listen to any member’s opinions. Dominate.
Followed by the thirty-second level: Senior Warden and Junior Warden.
Among them, the power of the supervisor is higher than that of the deputy supervisor.
On certain occasions, the president may grant specific powers to the supervisor, who will perform the duties of the president on his behalf.
This includes the power of life and death over members, hosting meetings, managing affairs within the meeting, etc.
Then, there are thirty-one levels: Division level: Treasurer, Secretary, Deacons, Stewards, Tyler, etc.
Next Level Thirty: Inspector. It has certain supervisory power and certain management power.
The badge in Jiang Qilan's hand was the thirty-level inspector badge.
Have high power and status.
The difference lies in the shape and material of the badge.
For those below level fifteen, the certification standard they have is not a badge, but a ring.
As soon as they saw such a high-level badge, the soldiers immediately put down their guns and saluted Jiang Qilan in unison.
Jiang Qilan put the badge back into his pocket nonchalantly.
"Dear Sir, please follow me."
Jiang Qilan walked with long legs and followed one of the soldiers along the man-made stone road towards the depths of the island.
The outer circle of the Island of Death is a relatively flat beach and grassland, with a few undulating mountains in the middle.
There are so many flies here - not just this island, but the whole country of Australia is infested with flies.
Many Australians have to cover their dining tables in tents similar to mosquito nets when eating to avoid flies.
Jiang Qilan shook his hair - but there were too many flies on this island... so many that it was outrageous.
My ears are filled with the buzzing sound of flies. The flies are not afraid of people and keep swooping on people.
Jiang Qilan couldn't help but walk faster.
Seeing Jiang Qilan's pace quicken, the leader also quickened his pace.
After walking for about ten minutes, I saw a large garden surrounded by railings and a large iron gate in the distance.
Jiang Qilan already knew the history of the "Island of Death" and knew that it was a former cemetery that has now been renovated.
"I'll take you here, and you can go there on your own later." The soldier stopped.
"Hmm." Jiang Qilan responded lightly.
The soldier saluted Jiang Qilan with a swish sound, turned to the left with a straight posture, and then left with military strides. The soldier walked more than ten meters before returning to his normal walking posture.
Jiang Qilan looked at the environment around the cemetery before walking in.
In this cemetery, there are groups of graves in the middle, surrounded by flowers and trees.
He arrived early and didn't see anyone.
After walking around a corner, he saw two people standing under a big tree.
Still two acquaintances.
Cheng Ling's adoptive father Amos Joyce and the German automobile tycoon Transisco who gave Nolan the mission.
The two were waving their arms and shaking their heads, avoiding the siege of flies and talking.
Jiang Qilan walked lightly and walked toward the two of them through an unnoticeable path.
Without bodyguards around, how could the two of them detect Jiang Qilan approaching quietly.
The sea breeze carried Amos's voice: "WM, she..."
Transisco cleared his throat.
Amos immediately changed his mind: "Why he (he) chose such a place to hold a meeting... is simply inexplicable..."
WM——is the abbreviation of Worshipful Master.
This sentence successfully made Jiang Qilan's blood flow backwards.