Chapter 692： Turing's death

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

Edel was very satisfied with this meeting, but when he returned to Bucharest, he was all right. It's almost like the county magistrate Tang eating hot pot and singing, I met a gangster on the way. And Edel's robbery bandit, just like in the movie, came and went like flying, and suddenly gave him a big surprise.

"You said Turing is dead?"

Edel looked at Holmonkman with an angry face. If it weren't for the whip in his hand, he would want to give the other party a hard blow.

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

As the saying goes, good deeds do not leave a name, but in fact, bad deeds cannot be named. The robbery Zhang Jizi would wear a tube of mask even if he left his name, and the news was like Zhang Jizi who went to robbery without a mask, violating the Basic Law.

"Is it exposed?"

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

"It was not discovered, and we took it as a countermeasure in the first place. At present, everyone has entered the dormant area, and all the operatives have been summoned together to prepare to return home by boat."

As the top head of Romania’s intelligence service, Holmonkman certainly knows the best way to deal with it. And this time to report to Edel is also to let him know for the first time, this is also Holmonkman's way of survival.

Because he knew that as the head of Romanian intelligence, he had too many secrets. Among them, whether the king trusts himself or not is the key to whether he can continue, and at this point he knows the most clearly. You can not report if you have merit, but you must let the leader know if you are wrong.

This is the secret that Holmonkman can serve as the head of the intelligence department for nearly ten years. I don't know how many people better than himself have missed the chance to be favored because they don't understand this truth.

"Are there any updates?"

Edel ignored Holmonkman in front of him now, and immediately asked about the latest developments.

"not yet."

Hearing that there was no latest news, Edel was walking back and forth in the room, while Holmonkman lowered his head and waited for instructions or punishment from his Majesty.

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

The head of intelligence in the United Kingdom, who knew that the matter might be exposed, immediately reported the situation to Bucharest, so Holmonkman immediately reported 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 methods now?"

Holmonkman knew that his majesty was asking if he had any means to eliminate the danger in its bud. He really didn't have this, it's not that the intelligence department has no other means, but that these means do more harm than good. The Romanian intelligence service has done nothing less to wait and see, and it is clear about this.

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

As for the identity, it is nothing more than the intelligence agencies of other countries. There are countless spies captured by Romania each year, and it is not surprising to choose a few of them to arrange an identity. Of course, this is their last resort.

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

"I leave it to you to handle this matter. I only look at the result. I hope this result is not bad."

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

Holmonkman knew that even though his Majesty did not say, if Romania exploded, he would have to bear the consequences. Retirement will become an extravagant hope at that time, but now he can do it in very few ways. Because according to what he learned, the arrested Romanian agent is currently locked in the Scotland Yard, where it is tightly distributed. There are really not many methods available to him. However, in order to say that he must not sacrifice one or two chess pieces. .

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

A naked man is torturing a prisoner **** by Wuhuada.

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

The man is very skillful. Although the prisoner has been screaming, he will not pass out in pain.

Not enough to whip is also a technical job. When the big man gets tired, the two interrogators sitting aside speak slowly. "Come on, who instructed you behind?"

The criminal who was given a breather greedily breathed in the air, while answering miserably. "I do not know."

This sentence obviously angered one of the interrogators, and saw him come forward and pinch 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 who live next to him. Why do you choose his house? And so. Coincidentally, he just walked to his door and wanted to grab the money. Do you think we are a fool?"

Facing the questioning of the interrogator, the celebrity culprit suddenly collapsed. "I really don't know, I did walk there at the time, and I really wanted to grab some money for a drink."

However, his performance did not receive a trace of sympathy from the two interrogators. They have seen this situation a lot, but they just want to get through it. If you really are an idiot in Scotland Yard, they have encountered it in cunning opponents.

"Keep on using torture, don't let him die."

Between the waves, the screams in the interrogation room came out again.

Suddenly the door of the interrogation room was opened, and the three people in the internal interrogation didn't seem to care too much. They just came in to change the water. Water that is too dirty is not suitable for sticking to a whip. And the staff who changed the water silently put down the bucket of clean water he had 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 a long time ago, but he can only stay here for the sake of the country. Today will be the day of his liberation, and the whole person will walk a lot more briskly. Although he was destined not to see the sun tomorrow, but regardless of him, 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, and one of the interrogators curiously lifted the prisoner up after stopping the torturer's actions, only to see that the prisoner had turned blue and was about to fall into a coma.

One of the experienced interrogators cracked his face greatly. "No, this is poisoned."

The three immediately shouted at the same time. "The person who changed the water has a problem."

Immediately after the sirens sounded, the heavily guarded Scotland Yard was immediately closed, surrounded by a large number of military police armed with weapons. Everyone got the news and looked for a staff member named Frank, but did not ask them to find more. The staff member named Frank lies quietly on a relatively hidden grass, like a sleeping baby.

This makes the entire Scotland Yard extremely angry, because no one has ever dared to assassinate here. It is not annoying that a cleaner is an unknown undercover agent without a cleaner.

In Bucharest, Holmonkman was in his office and distressedly put the information of an agent in the brazier. The photos on this information are somewhat similar to that of the suicide Frank, but younger and more at the same time. energetic.

But all this is unknown with the flames.

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