Chapter 759: Twenty-four. Young Governor (7)

Friedrich Norman slowly mashed potatoes with a fork—this is a unique way for elves to eat. Apex novels. The fragrance of potatoes, wine, and steak spreads in the air, but Agent Stasi seems to have a loss of appetite. At least the actions that are too succinct and completely follow the etiquette norms look like an appetite in the eyes of others.
In fact, Captain Norman is a famous gourmet in Stasi, and the restaurant chef’s craftsmanship is not to be said, but compared with the captain’s foreign counterparts, the food is somewhat less attractive.
During the war, the amount of espionage business was many times that of peacetime. Spies of belligerents, neutral nations, churches, consortiums, secret organization spies... as long as a place is important enough, there must be droves. Frequented by spies. Salbadú is just such a place: the transportation hub in northern Castilla, the distribution center of the occupation military supplies, the special administrative region, the prominent characters sit in the town, representing the trend of Charlemagne’s occupation policy-so many elements are enough to attract all Road spy. It's just that more flies were attracted than expected.
From going out in the morning to having lunch now, Norman found at least 20 spies and 15 suspected spies, the vast majority of which were blinding, clumsy, slow, lacking skills and experience, and a small part of them were experienced veterans. He is agile and quick-moving, and has dealt with him a little.
"Life is always full of chances, you say yes, John."
Putting down the glass, Norman said:
"I heard you are about to be promoted? Congratulations."
"Congratulations? This is really a good word, Friedrich."
John Graham chewed the cream-baked shrimp. The expression looks like something sour.
"Congratulations? This is really interesting."
"Not congratulations?"
"Whether you need to be happy or not depends on the viewing angle. Norman, you and your boss have at least one hundred reasons to be happy, and I have none."
Graham did not resent promotion, that was what he dreamed of. But when he received the promotion news last time, as he looked forward to the future with great heart, Norman came to visit with an envelope. The consortium's spy took a stack of color photos from the envelope and saw the contents. Graham's face went white on the spot.
In the picture, Graham and a young girl lay on the bed together. Scarlet high-grade silk sheets. The entanglement of the two white flowers may be due to the use of advanced camera lenses. The faces of the characters are clearly discernible, and the pores and pubic hair are clearly captured. The girl has a pale complexion. It looks malnourished. He was crushed under the sturdy body of Graham Bull. As if it were about to break. In the other photo, the girl sat across Graham with her hands on Albion’s hairy chest. The long rabbit ears were upright because of hyperemia and hyperemia.
Although spying is a business that can't talk about ethics, but things that are messed with the boss's daughter have also been caught, and they have been caught by the other party's "swallow", so they can only be obediently admitted. Then, under the temptation of "never stab things to the Secretary of State" and the temptation of a lot of gold coins, Graham became one of Norman's many "friends"...
Based on the traumatized memories, Graham's mood was not much better when he met this mean guy who was keen on extortion and dragging others into a thief ship.
"This is really bad."
Norman shrugged and continued to say:
"So, what work has Walsingham arranged for you this time?"
Graham's eyelids jumped, and he quickly looked around. After confirming that no one had heard the conversation, he lowered his head and continued to concentrate on cutting the lobster.
Norman looked at his downline calmly. He was very aware of the mentality of the newly launched man-unwilling, frustrated, and a little bit resentful. When he first gave the information, he always twisted and squeezed, with a little resistance and struggle. As the number of contacts increases, these ills will naturally disappear.
So he didn't do anything, tasting the after-dinner liqueur leisurely, admiring Graham's struggling appearance, waiting for him to spit out the information himself.
He didn't wait too long. After about 5 minutes, Graham sighed and said:
"The above let us stand by, turn into latent, don't act lightly."
"Oh?"
Norman was slightly surprised. Walsingham and his men have done a lot of wet and dry work over the years, from the gates of the night to the blast of public places, and it is regarded as the same. This group of black-handed guys cannot suddenly become obedient for no reason. The reason why they will order Graham and others to stand by, letting go of this good opportunity to disturb Charlemagne, there is only one reason.
"There are at least three groups of people from the Principality, there are bears, cats and camels."
The bulging money bag rested on the table, making a heavy metal impact, Graham licked his lower lip, and the dry voice continued to say:
"Castilla, Serres, and Ymir also sent people. I will not say much on your side. You know better than me. In short, the Secretary of State told us not to get involved."
Norman smiled in his heart.
Don't go in?
Albion and other countries are supporting the Castilians’ cause of anti-aggression. In theory, they are allies. Even if it is restricted by conditions, it is impossible to do everything, and the minimum support can be carried out. But Walsingham told his men not to get involved. Make it clear to let others do it and sit back and enjoy it.
It can only be said that the anti-Charlemagne alliance is only worth this price to Albion-when the forces reach equilibrium and Albion can profit from it, his friendship with other countries is sacred and unbreakable. On the contrary, friendship is no longer strong, even worthless.
"I have to say that the Secretary of State's Secretary is as real as ever."
"He has always been realistic, and we are all realistic. Now when I finish talking, your two hundred guineas will not be wasted."
The team leader in Salbadu had a last drink in the glass and continued to say:
"The human side are all our old acquaintances, and you know how to deal with them. But the orc side... the bear family is Oklana, and the cat family has'black hands (),' white hands Yes (). Camels came from a group of Assassins."
"This is really interesting news."
A little interesting news.
Spies are no strangers to the situation where their peers gather in a certain city. Assassinations are not common, but they are not unprecedented, but it has become a situation similar to assassination technology. I am afraid it is really ancient.
Especially the organizations and denominations of the cats and camels are all old brands and seniors who have assassinated for hundreds of years.
Cats often give people mild and harmless images. Petite girls with cute faces are recognized as good companions on the bed, but on the other hand, they are also extremely stubborn and willing to give their lives for independence and freedom. And... professional assassins.
For centuries. Most of the well-known figures of the cat clan orcs are well-known by the bear clan governors who engaged in underground struggles and assassinations. This nation has a particularly rich history of underground struggles and assassinations. Their inherent agility, swiftness, and quietness make them the greatest capital of excellent assassins. Among many underground organizations, black hands and white hands are the most famous.
The full name of the Mafia is "Do not be independent or die", and the initiator is the former Okrana lieutenant Dragutin Dimitrievich. His family is a history of assassination. At least two of their ancestors directly participated in the assassination of the tsar. The members of the Mafia include the most extreme and radical cat chauvinists. They advocated violent uprisings to seek independence, and sought to annex Bosnia, Herzegovina, Pannonia, and Scalavinia where the orcs were living together, and the cats were the master and sub-ethnic of this new country.
The biggest competitor of the Black Hand in the Cat Family is the White Hand. It was built to fight against the former, and the ancestors of its leader, Captain Peter Zvokovic, also showed a knife to the tsar, and most of the members were soldiers serving in the public service. They advocated the assassination of important figures of the Tsarist government and the establishment of a dual kingdom acceptable to bears and cats. Recently, it seems to be transforming, from training members to watching crowds throwing bombs to some "cultural activities", but in general, it is still a secret association with assassination as the main business.
As for the camels who believe in the Assassins, it can be said that they are the ancestors of terrorists, and outsiders know very little about their inner feelings. So far it is only known that they live in castles in the mountains. The pope is an old man in the mountain named "Hassan Sambah", more of which is not clear. But one thing is for sure, the Assassin's assassination success rate is by far the highest among all organizations.
To sum up, the above-mentioned votes are among the underground workers in the ranks of the desperate. These people are certainly not coming to engage in technical exchanges. Their purpose is to know with their toes.
In order to assassinate a child, the world's best assassins gathered together. I have to say that this is really interesting.
"Enough is enough, we'll stop here today."
Confirming that the useful information was collected, Norman interrupted Graham's chattering complaints and got up to leave. But instead of walking out of the restaurant, he quickly turned into a secret box. Two bald men in black suits and red ties were waiting for him. The two carried a suitcase.
"All recorded?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very good, let's find the next one."
His expression was calm, as if the information he had just heard was not worth mentioning.
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On the hot month 28, the day started in an optimistic atmosphere, and the citizens appeared on the street early and late, yawning and chatting with each other.
Everyone's topic is the same. Except for the fourth prince who arrived in Salbadu today to start "learning and practice", nothing else can arouse their interest.
Most of the citizens lacked a sense of so-called "goodness", let alone a little awe of Prince Charlemagne who was not well-known. However, it is always a novel experience for the Sarbadians to have such a big man. And they are also curious about the ruling real estate control policy that arrived with His Highness the Prince. After all, this is closely related to their own interests. Even if it was known that no one would know what news the prince would bring before the announcement of the Governor’s Office, everyone still took to the streets to look forward to it, but it was only 7 o'clock in the morning, and some roads were already congested.
Before the second prince Bernard came to visit Salbad, there were a large number of security guards, not to mention suspicious characters, even cats, dogs and cats were all killed in close proximity. Because the impact at that time was too bad, the fourth prince insisted on making this visit a "friendly visit", so the security measures were not strict-even rumors about the assassination of Charlemagne had been circulating for many days.
Some people in Charlemagne are very satisfied with this lack of security, and a small group of cats and camels are also very satisfied. They did not know that Prince Shire hated the war of aggression, even if they knew it, they would disagree. Shire's identity and status, rather than his political position and proposition, made him the target of many assassins. It is of course better to assassinate Charles IV, the president of the consortium, Prime Minister Richelieu and the like at a larger level, but this little prince’s head is also enough to keep the world’s attention, and then pay attention to their political opinions or trigger the political turmoil needed. .
This day is the commemoration day of Saint Vitus (), a saint of Orthodox believers in the Principality, and for cats and camels, this day also has a special significance-525 years ago, the hot month 28, Kosovo battlefield In the past, the camel clan Murad Sultan was pierced with a dagger in his tent by the cat clan warrior Milos Obilic who had surrendered.
No matter what other people think, today is a "good day" for cat killers who sneak into the city.
Gavrilo Principe walked out of a deli and ate a freshly baked sandwich while looking at the streets and the crowd aimlessly~EbookFREE.me~ A pair of country buns just entering the city. Ever since the Governor announced the opening up of Salbadhu, businessmen from all over the world have been in constant flow, and there are no shortage of orcs who come to try their luck. After the initial little shock, people are now somewhat surprised by the presence of orcs on the streets. In today's big day, no one will pay more attention to a dumb rural orc child.
If someone pays close attention to this kid, they will find a few suspicious points: this person's course of action and the schedule scheduled by the fourth prince almost overlap; this person's waist is bulging, obviously there is something weighty Guy.
In fact, this seemingly weak cat ear young man is one of the seven underage killers sent by the "Black Hand". The old members of the Black Hand will deliberately avoid the death penalty due to the ease of obtaining judicial pardon for minors. Hiding behind the scenes, let these half-old kids do it. The assassinations have proved that the calculations are correct, and now they will prove it again.
Principe swallowed the breakfast in his mouth, and glanced at his companion, Nedrico Gabrinovic, who was shrunk in the shadow of the street corner. The latter nodded deliberately and disappeared into the crowd. After a pause, Principe also squeezed into the crowd.
At this time it was 7:40 in the morning, 1 hour and 50 minutes before the arrival of the fourth prince. (To be continued...)