Romanian Eagle

Chapter 692 The Death of Turing

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

Eder was very satisfied with this meeting, but when he returned to Bucharest, he felt bad all of a sudden. Just like Magistrate Tang who was eating hot pot and singing, he met a bandit on the way. And Edel's robbery, like the one in the movie, came and went like a fly, and suddenly gave him a big surprise.

"You said Turing was dead?"

Edel looked at Holmonkman in front of him angrily. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a whip in his hand, he would have wanted to slap the other side hard.

It's not that Edel has a lot of feelings for Turing. He hasn't even seen the other side's face, but because Holmonkman also said, "The murderer was caught on the spot."

As the saying goes, do good deeds without leaving your name, in fact, do bad deeds without leaving your name. Zhang Mazi, who robbed the Dao, had to wear a mask even if he left his name, and this news is like Zhang Dao robbing the Dao without a mask, violating the Basic Law.

"Has it been exposed?"

And Edel's first reaction to the news was whether it was discovered. If it is not found, then this matter has room for remedy, if it has been found, then Edel can only consider the last resort.

"It was not discovered, and we took the response measures at the first time. At present, everyone is in hiding, and all the operatives have been called together to prepare to return to China by boat."

Hol Monkman, as the top head of Romanian intelligence, certainly knew the best way to deal with it. And this report to Edel is also to let him know as soon as possible, which is also Holmonkman's way of survival.

Because he knows that as the head of Romanian intelligence, he has too many secrets. Among them, whether the king trusts himself is the key to whether he can do it or not, and he has the most clear understanding of this point.

This is the secret of Holmonkman's ability to serve as the head of the intelligence department for nearly ten years. I don't know how many people who are better than themselves have missed the opportunity to be seen because they don't understand this truth.

"Any updates?"

Edel did not bother to reprimand Holmonkman 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 Holmonkman lowered his head and waited for His Majesty's instructions or punishment.

Speaking of which, it is also unlucky for the intelligence department. This operation was originally intended to create the illusion of a fire, but I did not expect to encounter Turing's friend visiting at that time. It was planned to solve it together with his friend, but his friend was from Scotland Yard and was agile, causing one death and one injury to the two people who performed the task.

The intelligence chief in the UK, who knew that the matter might be exposed, immediately reported the situation to Bucharest, so Holmonkman immediately reported it to Eder, who had just returned home.

Edel thought about it and asked again. "Does your intelligence department have any follow-up measures now?"

Holmonkman knew that His Majesty was asking himself if he had any means to eliminate danger in the bud. He really didn't know about this. It's not that the intelligence department has no other means, but that these means are doing more harm than good. The Romanian intelligence service has done a lot of waiting for the rabbit, and it is clear about this.

So Holmonkman can only answer. "Your Majesty, the executors we have selected are all fanatical patriots who are willing to sacrifice for the kingdom at any time. In addition, in order to prevent this unexpected situation, we have arranged another set of identities for them."

As for what the identity is, it is nothing more than the intelligence services of other countries. There are countless spies captured in Romania every year, and it is not surprising to choose a few to arrange their identity, of course, this is their last resort.

Edel is naturally not familiar with intelligence work, so this matter can only be handed over to him, but the necessary beatings are still needed.

"I'll leave it to you to handle this matter, I just look at the result. I hope the result is not bad.

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

Holmonkman knew that although His Majesty didn't say it, if Romania was exposed, what consequences would he have to bear. Retirement will be an extravagant hope at that time, and there is not much he can do now. Because according to what he has learned, the captured Romanian agent has been locked up in Scotland Yard, where it is strictly arranged, and there are really not many methods that he can use, but he needs to sacrifice a pawn or two for his own sake. .

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In the heavily guarded Scotland Yard, screams were coming from an interrogation room.

A naked big man is tortured by a prisoner who has been tied up with five flowers.

The special leather whip dipped in salt water is causing shocking scars on his body.

The big man is very skilled. Although the prisoner has been screaming, he will not faint in pain.

Not enough whipping is also a technical job. When the big man is tired of whipping, the two interrogators sitting on the side will speak slowly. "Tell me, who instructed you behind your back?"

The man who got a chance to breathe answered miserably while sucking in the air greedily. "I have no idea."

This sentence obviously angered one of the interrogators, and he saw that he stepped forward and pinched the chin of the interrogator.

"You don'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 so Coincidentally, I just came to his door and wanted to steal money, do you think we are fools?"

Faced with the questioning of the interrogator, the criminal suddenly called out. "I really don't know, I really went there and really wanted to grab some money to drink."

However, his performance did not get the slightest sympathy from the two interrogators. They have seen this kind of situation a lot, but they are just trying to get away with it. Do they really think Scotland Yard is an idiot, they have encountered cunning opponents.

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

Between the wave of hands, the screams in the interrogation room came out again.

Suddenly the door of the interrogation room was opened, and the Trinity who was interrogating inside didn't seem to care too much, it was just to come in to change the water. Too dirty water, not suitable for sticking to the whip and pumping people. The staff who changed the water silently put down the clean water bucket he brought 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 was tired of this place for a long time, but he could only continue to stay here for the sake of the country. And today will be the day of his liberation, and the whole person walks a lot lightly. Although he is doomed to not see the sun tomorrow, but who cares, he just wants 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. After one of the interrogators stopped the action of the punishing man, he lifted the prisoner out of curiosity, only to see that the prisoner's face was blue and he was about to fall into a coma.

One of the experienced interrogators had a big change in his face. "No, it's poisoning."

The three immediately shouted at the same time. "There's something wrong with the guy who changed the water."

Immediately, the alarm sounded, and the heavily guarded Scotland Yard was immediately closed, and a large number of armed police officers surrounded it. Everyone was informed that they were looking for a staff member named Frank, and they didn't ask them to find more. The staff member named Frank was lying quietly on a relatively hidden grass, like a sleeping baby.

This made the whole Scotland Yard extremely angry, because no one had ever dared to assassinate here. How can it not make people angry that one of the cleaners is an unknown undercover agent.

In Bucharest, Holmonkman put the information of an agent into the brazier in his office distressed. The photo on this information is somewhat similar to that of Frank who committed suicide, but he is younger and more High spirits.

But all this is unknown with the flames.

Only Holmonkman himself knows that his name is Rawls from Nierce, codenamed Blue Pigeon.

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