Gary was sitting on the huge one-seat sofa, with his feet on the armrests, a cigar in his mouth, and a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it gently.
The palace was empty, no one was there.
But the gramophone in the corner played Schubert's "Victory March" melodiously.
It has been two years since he was deposed as crown prince, and these are the happiest days of his life.
The old man was dead, Hassan was killed, and the army was under his control. The Gauls seemed to have acquiesced to this situation, and they were waiting to take the throne in nine days.
Once the yellow robe is added, all the dust settles, and the entire Comoros will be yours.
Thinking of this, Gary couldn't help but giggle out loud.
"You look very happy, Your Highness."
A cold voice came from the side door, and Gary jumped up from the large chair like a reflex.
The red wine spilled out of the rim of the glass and onto the white cashmere carpet, like a bright red blood flower blooming, which looked particularly dazzling.
"Qinglong!" Gary saw the person clearly, and his face suddenly darkened.
My good mood was ruined by this guy.
Qinglong has always given Gary a strong sense of aggression and oppression. Gary doesn't like this guy from the bottom of his heart, but he also knows very well that the reason why he can win the throne is all because of the support of the Black Sun organization.
If it weren't for Qinglong and Fan Tianlong, who was called "Night Owl" behind him, I'm afraid the attitude of the Gauls wouldn't be so ambiguous now, and he might have been kicked out of Comoros long ago.
Although Gary is arrogant, he is not crazy. He still knows how much he weighs.
"When you come in, can you let someone say hello first? Give an announcement? Can you stop wandering in like a ghost!?"
"Oh?! Your Highness is actually afraid of something as imaginary as ghosts?" Qinglong's eyes were filled with contempt, "You were not that cowardly to shoot your brother in the back of the head."
Gary's face turned blue and white for a while.
He was completely angered inside, but he didn't dare to explode in front of him.
"Did you come here today just to ridicule me?" Gary said: "Qinglong, don't forget your own identity. You were sent here by Mr. Fan to assist me."
"I have not forgotten my responsibilities."
Qinglong rarely held a leather bag in his hand, walked slowly to Gary, dragged a chair from the side, sat down in front of him, and threw a document on the table in front of Gary.
"What is this?" Gary looked at the document and then looked at Qinglong warily.
The contempt in Qinglong's eyes grew a little more.
"There's no need for you to be so scared. I'm not a profiteer. I won't ask you to sign any document to give me your throne."
He sneered and said: "This is just the latest information our organization has received, about your half-sister Charlotte. It seems that your throne is not yet secure."
"Charlotte!?" Gary's heart beat a few times, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the document.
Opening the file, Gary quickly browsed the contents of the information.
The more I looked at it, the more surprised I became.
"She actually went to London with that Qin Fei? And met people from MI6 and French GDSE?"
"Of course, otherwise you think she will spend her whole life in Tiyo's training camp, watching you, a brother-killer and father-killer, securely ascend to the throne?" Qinglong said disdainfully.
"She's just a princess! What can she do! Huh!" Gary looked very irritated. He thought he had a chance to win, but he didn't expect that there would be complications. For Qin Fei, Gary wanted to fry his skin and bones.
"It's that boy named Qin! Hassan really didn't let me feel at ease even after he died. Before he died, he found such a bodyguard for his sister! What on earth did he want to do? Does he want money? If he wants money, I will give him money! As long as he has that
People named Qin should just stop being troublesome!"
"Your Highness Gary, not everyone can be solved with money." Qinglong said: "Especially someone like Qin Fei. He is not an ordinary mercenary. You may not know his history. He was the most powerful person in the PLA of Country Z before.
A member of a powerful secret force, if such people could be settled with money, there would be no country Z in this world."
"What should we do!? What was the result of their meeting?" Gary couldn't help but become nervous.
"It's okay, that's why you can't leave us." Qinglong leaned forward, close to Gary, "You know, if you leave us, you will die miserably."
"I know that I will give you the rewards you deserve. Please tell Mr. Fan that after I ascend the throne, Comoro will be his most loyal ally. I will provide land and resources to allow him to realize his great ambitions in Africa.
I think this is also a beautiful offer that he can't refuse." A layer of sweat broke out on Gary's forehead. He knew that Qinglong was right. He had indeed complained about Hei Ri and even Qinglong before, but now that he thought about it, he really
I can't get rid of such a Satan-like demon.
"Well, I'm very satisfied with your answer." Qinglong said: "According to the feedback from our intelligence channels in Europe, Qin Fei did not get what he wanted from MI6 and GDSE."
"Oh!" Gary breathed a sigh of relief and moved closer to the sofa, "God bless you!"
"Don't be too quick to thank your God." Qinglong put another document on the table, "Although he didn't get the support of MI6 and GDSE, I think Qin Fei still hasn't given up on how to overthrow you. Look at these things
…”
Gary pops out of the couch again
Qinglong posted a few pictures on the desktop this time.
"What is this?" Gary didn't understand the doorway in the picture and asked with a frown: "It looks like an aerial picture?"
"This is not an aerial picture, this is a satellite picture." Qinglong pointed to one of them and said: "This is Qin Fei's X mercenary group's training camp. We used satellites to take many pictures above him.
I found some interesting things through comparing pictures in the past few days.”
Qinglong's index finger tapped on one of the small square-shaped buildings.
"What do you think this building complex looks like?"
Gary picked up the picture and looked at it again and again. He looked at it several times. He didn't seem to understand it, so he changed the angle of the picture and looked at it carefully again.
Suddenly, this guy's face turned green.
"This is the architectural structure diagram of our Malo Island. The shapes of these buildings..."
His pupils began to shrink slightly, and he became obviously a little nervous.
"This is the building complex of our processing plant! What are they doing!?"
Dropping the picture Gary seemed to realize something was seriously wrong.
"They are conducting simulation training, which is a necessary procedure before the special forces attack. They build a building with a similar structure to the target, and then through continuous drills, all team members have the deepest understanding and the most intuitive understanding of the operational tasks.
This understanding will help them avoid making mistakes in their actions.”
Qinglong sneered and looked at the somewhat flustered prince in front of him.
"Recently, arms dealers who are closely related to Qin Fei also purchased a simple aircraft carrier that the Sun Never Sets Empire converted from a merchant ship during the Malaysian War. If I guess correctly, they plan to attack Malo Island."
"They are attacking Malo Island? What are they going to do?" Gary couldn't understand. He overthrew himself. Aren't they going to attack the palace? How to attack Malo Island?
"Do you think if they find evidence that you made drugs on Malo Island, your throne will still be secure?" Qinglong said disdainfully: "What will happen to international public opinion then? The Gauls don't like you to begin with. If
If we weren't supporting you behind the scenes, we would have driven you away a long time ago. Do you think that once the secrets of Malo Island are exposed, let alone Western countries that flaunt universal values, just the spit of the world's media will be able to drive you away.