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"Mr. Stewart, you're joking." Bai Heqing politely refused.
"Haha! Just kidding. Even if you, young man, are willing, I don't think that old man Hatoyama will let go.
Okay, let’s stop talking about these small talk and tell me what happened to you guys these past two days.”
"Yes, yesterday afternoon, Mary received a temporary task from her superior..."
Over the phone, Shirakawa Qing explained in detail what he and Mary had experienced from yesterday to today, including what happened at the dock and what happened with Andrew.
However, he concealed the details related to the Black Rose, only saying that he and Marie avoided the search of the French Mafia by hiding on a ship.
As for the way they learned that Andrew was the head of MI6 in Paris, Shirakawa Qing also attributed it to the murdered mafia boss Harry.
"Andrew..."
Stuart was silent after hearing this. After a long while, he said, "Baihe, the information you received is correct. The head of MI6's Paris station is indeed named Andrew, and he is indeed a businessman on the surface...
You mean he has a smuggling deal with the French Mafia?"
"Yes, according to the intelligence Mary has previously investigated, the French mafia member who cooperated with Andrew is named Harry. The two have been engaged in illegal smuggling of cultural relics from various countries in recent years. The cultural relic smuggling case that I came to London to investigate this time seems to be related to them.
After Mary's whereabouts were exposed, Andrew quickly discovered her identity as an MI6 agent and sent snipers to kill us..."
"I asked Andrew to contact the French authorities to expedite your visa to Paris. The agent sent from London happened to appear at the scene where he met with the mafia...
I think it was because of these two coincidences that he made the mistaken judgment that London was investigating him, and thus came up with the idea of silencing you...
The French Mafia in Paris has been searching for your whereabouts these past two days. I thought you had some conflict with them, but now it seems that Andrew wants to use these Mafia to get rid of you two..."
With a sigh, Stuart continued:
"Baihe, this matter was my negligence. MI6 has actually heard about Andrew's long-term contacts with the French Mafia. However, because his ability as an agent is not bad, and he has not done anything too extreme, London did not pursue the matter too much.
But I didn't expect that he would be so bold that he even dared to attack his colleagues!
This is a serious violation of MI6's discipline. Logically, I should have the intelligence agency investigate now, and after collecting enough evidence, I should secretly escort him back to London to stand trial.
But I think this is not the reason why you called me, Baihe, right? "
Stuart asked with a smile, he seemed to have guessed the real purpose of Bai Heqing calling him.
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"Yes."
In the secret room, Bai Heqing held the microphone and answered Stuart's question directly:
"I hope you will allow us to get rid of Andrew ourselves."
"It's exactly what I guessed..."
Hearing this expected answer, Stuart did not seem to have any dissatisfaction, and continued to say with a smile:
"Young people are always so passionate and motivated. After being wronged, they are not willing to wait even a moment longer. They will pay back whatever they have suffered. Unlike us old men, even if we have suffered a loss, we will still greet the other party with a smile, hide in the corner and rack our brains to plan, waiting for the most appropriate opportunity that may appear at any time, and then stab the fatal blow that may be swung at any time...
But often at such times, even if he could finally stab the target, the old man would no longer feel the unique pleasure of revenge, but instead a sudden emptiness after losing his goal...
Ah, it seems that I accidentally diverted the topic again. Young people should just treat these official affairs as gossip and don’t take them too seriously.”
Bringing the topic back, Stuart continued:
“From a disciplinary point of view, I shouldn’t have handed over the matter of dealing with Andrew to you, but discipline is dead, people are alive.
What's more, what Andrew did this time really exceeded my tolerance limit. I must give an explanation to both you two young people and that foul-mouthed old man Hatoyama.
Tell me, young man, what do you want to do?
Stuart's words were equivalent to giving Shirakawa Kiyoshi and Mary the power to deal with Andrew.
"I need a gun, a sniper rifle."
Baihe Qing replied, and he took out from his pocket the photo that Black Rose had asked the doctor to give to him and Mary when they were on the freighter.
The front of the photo shows Andrew, and the back has a residential address written on it.
Obviously, this is Andrew's residence in Paris.
Black Rose seemed to have anticipated that he and Mary would seek revenge on Andrew, so she thoughtfully wrote down the location of his residence.
"We have found out the location of Andrew's residence in London. Give me a sniper rifle and I will kill him myself." Bai Heqing said.
"Haha, young people are full of vigor and vitality. Okay, turn around and look at the boxes on your left. There are several sniper rifles in them. They are not only made in Britain, but also in the United States, Germany and Russia. Just pick the one you like and use it.
Of course, I personally don’t recommend choosing the Russian model. After all, their guns are just like their people, with a rather rough style. People who are not skilled may not be able to use them smoothly.”
Looking in the direction Stuart mentioned, there were indeed several army green long boxes piled up in the corner of the secret room on Bai Heqing's left.
"Besides guns, is there anything else that an old man like me can help you with? Like some personnel support?"
"No need for personnel, but I do need you to do me a favor, Mr. Stuart..."
Late at night, Andrew was in his luxurious private residence in Paris. He usually slept well, but tonight he suffered from insomnia, which was unusual for him. He walked back and forth in the study alone, with an anxious look on his face.
"No, why, why haven't we found it yet..."
He is in a hurry now.
Yesterday evening, the sniper he sent to the dock to silence people not only failed to kill Shirakawa Qing and Mary, the two people sent by London, but was killed by these two people instead?
To be honest, Andrew couldn't figure it out in any way he could. How useless did one have to be to be killed by someone even though he had such an absolute advantage?
Of course, there is no point worrying about this now.
The failure to silence the witness instantly put Andrew on the brink of crisis. As long as those two people were not stupid, they would quickly react and figure out who sent the sniper...
Especially the blonde woman named Mary. She had seen his face in the warehouse...
If they can successfully contact London, and London can then conduct a little investigation in this direction...
Colluding with the French Mafia to carry out long-term illegal transactions and secretly attacking his colleagues in MI6... Andrew didn't even dare to think about how miserable his ending would be. That old man Stuart would never let him go.
The only lucky thing is that Andrew still has a chance to make amends.
Both Shirakawa Kiyoshi and Mary were seriously injured and needed surgery as soon as possible. This is not something that can be cured by just wrapping them in gauze. If we use this as a clue to track down their whereabouts, we will definitely be able to find them soon.
Based on this, Andrew drove his MI6 agents into action in the name of tracking down the Red Soviet spies. At the same time, through various channels, he framed Harry's death on Shirakawa Kiyoshi and Mary, and used the powerful influence of the French Mafia in Paris to launch a carpet search for the two.
Andrew knew very well that as long as Bai Heqing and Mary died, no matter what doubts London had, he could leave no evidence and London would have no way to investigate.
But what Andrew didn't expect was that his search made no progress at all.
From yesterday to today, not only his men, but also the French Mafia failed to find any information about the two men.
It was as if these two men had disappeared from the face of the earth in Paris, and even if they turned the city upside down they could not find any clues.
Now Andrew was a little panicked.
It is impossible for a person to disappear out of thin air. Even a dead person will leave a corpse behind.
But where can they hide?
Could it be that he has escaped from Paris in some way?
So have they already contacted London?
If that's the case, then he's...
"Jingle Bell!"
Suddenly, in the dead silent room, the phone rang.
The ringing was so sudden that it startled Andrew, who was deep in thought.
[Who could it be? ]
Andrew hurried forward to answer the phone.
"Excuse me……"
“Andrew, it’s so late, haven’t you rested yet?”
When Andrew heard the voice on the phone, his heart instantly rose to his throat.
It's Stuart.
"Thank you very much for your concern, Director. Paris has been a bit chaotic recently, and I still have some things to deal with..."
Andrew couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. He tried his best to suppress the nervousness in his tone and asked with a smile:
"It's so late, does the director have any tasks to tell you?"
"It's not a mission, I just want to ask you some questions."
On the other end of the phone, Stuart's voice sounded old and steady.
"Andrew, I received intelligence that the French Mafia in Paris seems to be very active these past two days. What's the reason?"
"Director, I have sent people to investigate this matter before. I heard that one of their mafia cadres was assassinated yesterday. Now those mafia members are looking for the murderer..."
"Well, although it is an internal matter of the mafia, we should not let down our guard. We should always pay proper attention and not let the agents of Hong Su take the opportunity to take action against us..."
"Yes, I understand. Don't worry, Chief."
"By the way, Andrew, is the moon tonight a full moon or a crescent moon?" Stuart asked suddenly.
"moon?"
Not knowing why Stuart suddenly asked this, Andrew picked up the landline, walked to the window, and looked up.
"Director, it's the full moon."
There is a big full moon in the sky.
"The moonlight is nice, it's a good day, but unfortunately I'm still in the bunker and can't see it..." Stuart suddenly sighed.
"Director, your hard work for the British Empire will never be forgotten by Her Majesty the Queen." Andrew flattered him appropriately.
"Haha, you are really good at talking. By the way, Andrew, I have another question for you. You have to answer me truthfully. Got it?"
Stuart cursed with a laugh.
"Those two young men, do you know where they went?"
His heart suddenly contracted, and a chill rose from the soles of Andrew's feet to his head.
"Director? Who are you referring to?"