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Chapter 692 Turing's Death

With great results, Eder returned all the way to Romania.

Edel was very satisfied with this meeting, but when he returned to Bucharest, he felt bad all of a sudden. He was like Magistrate Tang who was eating hot pot and singing songs, but encountered a bandit on the way.

The bandits who robbed Edel came and went like in the movie, and they came out of the blue and gave him a big surprise.

"You said Turing is dead?"

Edel looked at Hall Monkman in front of him with an angry look. If he didn't have a whip in his hand, he would have wanted to slap him severely.

This was not because Edel had great feelings for Turing, as he had never even seen Turing, but because Hall Monkman also said, "The murderer was caught red-handed."

As the saying goes, you can’t leave your name if you do good deeds, but in fact, you can’t leave your name if you do bad things. Zhang Dazi, who robbed Taoists, had to wear a mask even if he left his name. And this news is like Zhang Dazizi went to robberies without a mask, which violated the Basic Law.

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"Has it been exposed?"

Edel's first reaction to the news was whether it had been discovered. If it had not been discovered, then there was still room for remedy. If it had been discovered, then Edel could only consider the last resort.

"It has not been discovered. We have taken countermeasures as soon as possible. At present, everyone has gone into hiding, and all operational personnel have been called together to get on the boat and prepare to return home."

As the top person in charge of the Romanian intelligence department, Hall Monkman certainly knows the best way to respond. The purpose of reporting to Edel this time is to let him know as soon as possible. This is also Hall Monkman's way of survival.

Because he knows that as the head of Romanian intelligence, he has mastered too many secrets. Whether the king trusts him or not is the key to whether he can continue, and he knows this most clearly. You don’t have to repay your merits, but if you have

You must let your leader know if you are wrong.

This is the secret that Hall Monkman has been able to serve as the head of the intelligence department for nearly ten years. I don’t know how many people who are more capable than himself have missed the opportunity to be favored because they don’t understand this truth.

"Any update?"

Edel did not bother to scold Hall Monkman in front of him now, and immediately asked about the latest development of the situation.

"not yet."

Hearing that there was no latest news, Edel walked back and forth in the room, while Hall Monkman lowered his head and waited for His Majesty's instructions or punishment.

It seems that the intelligence department was also unlucky. This operation was originally intended to create the illusion of a fire. Unexpectedly, Turing's friend came to visit at that time. He planned to solve the problem together with his friend, but his friend came from Scotland Yard and was very agile.

, causing one death and one injury to two people performing the mission.

The head of intelligence in the UK, who knew that the matter might be exposed, immediately reported the situation to Bucharest, so Hall Monkman immediately reported it to Edel, who had just rushed back to the country.

Edel thought for a while and asked again, "Does your intelligence department have any follow-up measures now?"

Hall Monkman knew that His Majesty was asking if he had any means to nip the danger in the bud. He really didn't know about it. This was not because the intelligence department had no other means, but that these means would do more harm than good.

.Romania’s intelligence agencies have done a lot of waiting and waiting, and they know this very well.

So Hall Monkman could only reply. "Your Majesty, the executors we selected are all fanatical patriots. They are willing to sacrifice for the kingdom at any time. In addition, in order to prevent such unexpected situations, we have also arranged another

Set up an identity.”

As for the identity, it is nothing more than the work of the intelligence agencies of other countries. Countless spies are captured by Romania every year. It is not surprising to select a few of them and arrange their identities. Of course, this is their last resort.

Edel is naturally not as familiar with intelligence work as Hall Monkman, so this matter can only be left to him, but the necessary knocks are still needed.

"I will leave it all to you to deal with. I only look at the results. I hope the results are good."

After speaking, Edel patted the intelligence chief in front of him.

Hall Monkman knew that although His Majesty did not say it, if Romania was exposed, he would have to bear the consequences. Retirement would become a luxury by then, and there are not many ways he can do it now. Because as far as he knows

According to the situation, the captured Romanian agent is currently being held in Scotland Yard. The place is tightly guarded. There are really not many methods he can use, but he needs to sacrifice one or two chess pieces for his own sake.



In the heavily guarded Scotland Yard, bursts of screams were heard from an interrogation room.

A naked man was torturing a bound prisoner.

The specially made leather whip soaked in salt water was causing shocking scars on his body.

The big man was very skillful. Even though the prisoner kept screaming, he would not faint from pain.

Even if you don't have enough whip, it's also a technical job. When the big man was tired of whipping, the two interrogators sitting aside spoke slowly. "Tell me, who gave the instructions behind you?"

The prisoner who got a breather greedily sucked in the air and answered miserably. "I don't know."

This sentence obviously angered one of the interrogators, who stepped forward and pinched the interrogator's chin.

"You wouldn't know, our investigation is very clear, you and the dead one suddenly appeared, and then went directly to Professor Turing's house. There are so many rich people living next to him, why did you choose his house? And it's so...

By chance, I happened to walk to his door and wanted to grab his money. Do you think we are fools?"

Faced with the interrogator's questioning, the prisoner suddenly collapsed and shouted, "I really don't know, I did go there and wanted to grab some money and drink."

However, his performance did not win any sympathy from the two interrogators. They had seen this kind of situation many times, and they were just trying to muddle through. Do they really think that Scotland Yard is an idiot? They have encountered cunning opponents before.

"Continue the torture, don't let him die."

As he waved his hand, the screams in the interrogation room could be heard again.

Suddenly the door of the interrogation room was opened. It seemed that the three persons interrogating inside did not pay too much attention. They were just coming in to change the water. The water was too dirty and was not suitable for sticking to the whip to whip people. And this

A staff member who was changing the water silently put down the bucket of clean water and took away the bucket with blood stains.

After he closed the door, the screams continued. However, he turned a deaf ear and still walked slowly in the passage. He had long been tired of this place, but he could only continue to stay here for the sake of the country. And today will be his liberation

On this day, the whole person walked much more briskly. Although he was destined not to see the sun tomorrow, but no matter what, he just wanted to see the night tonight.

Shortly after he left, the screams from the interrogation room became lower and lower. This made the three people in the interrogation room feel a little strange. One of the interrogators, after stopping the torture of the big man, curiously held the prisoner

When he lifted it up, he saw that the prisoner's face was turning blue and he was about to fall into a coma.

One of the experienced interrogators opened his mouth and his face changed greatly. "No, this is poisoning."

The three people immediately shouted at the same time, "There is something wrong with the person changing the water."

Immediately, the alarm sounded, and the heavily guarded Scotland Yard was immediately closed. A large number of military police armed with weapons surrounded it. Everyone got the news and was looking for a staff member named Frank. They were not asked to look for more. This person was named Frank.

The staff was lying quietly on a relatively secluded grassland, like a sleeping baby.

This made the entire Scotland Yard extremely angry, because no one had ever dared to assassinate here. It was not known that a cleaner was an unknown undercover agent. How could this not make people angry?

In Bucharest, Hall Monkman sadly put the information of an agent into the brazier in his office. The photo on this information was somewhat similar to that of Frank who committed suicide, but he was younger and more mature.

High spirits.

But all this is unknown with the flames.

Only Hall Monkmann himself knew that his name was Rawls from Nilce and his code name was Gray Pigeon.


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