Chapter 12
Edmundo in the box was silent for a while, and Geng Chaozhong began to move backwards slowly.
If what this Inspector Locke said is true, will Edmundo still keep a secret for himself?
After all, I was also introduced by Yanzi.
"Edmundo," continued Inspector Locke's voice, "think about it, since the Russian Revolution of 1912, your grandfathers and fathers, countless people have returned to that land, and it is undeniable that you have been close to success for a while, and you have even assassinated their leaders. But have you ever had a successful assassination attempt since the Cheka was founded? If you think about it, isn't there any other reason for this? ”
"What's the reason, now Russia is theirs." Edmundo's voice came again.
"I'll tell you a secret," Inspector Locke sighed helplessly, apparently helpless against Edmundo's stupidity, "Bledsoe, it's the Cheka. ”
When!
The sound of wine glasses falling to the ground was heard in the box, followed by Edmundo's panicked voice:
"You're lying!"
"Why do I have to lie?!" Inspector Locke's voice became more and more serious, "We have solid evidence that Bledsoe is both a Cheka and a royalist, and she controls the entire Supreme Royalist Party by controlling you!" ”
"It can't be, Bledsoe is a good guy!" Edmundo retorted loudly.
"Edmundo, you are wrong," Inspector Locke's cold voice came, "I suspect that your Supreme Royalist Party, since its establishment, has already had lurking Cheka spies in it, and they encourage your leaders to sneak back to Russia again and again, and then eliminate you again and again, this is the real reason why your restoration activities have failed again and again, at least, it is also one of the reasons!" ”
"Impossible...... It's impossible to ........," Edmundo's desperate murmur came from the box.
"Edmundo, I would like to ask, are there any people alive from your father's generation before? Or, friends of your fathers, are there any people alive? Inspector Locke asked.
"Someone alive?" Edmundo muttered, but he immediately spoke: "Old Ivan? ”
"Old Ivan, the closest servant of your father?" Inspector Locke apparently knew about this person as well.
"I don't know....... I don't know......." Edmundo shook his head.
"Where does he live? Edmundo, you need to be sober now! We are not your enemies, and we have no reason to harm you! "Inspector Locke strikes while the iron is hot.
“RUE. 178 BULI AVENUE. Edmundo spoke.
"Guys, let's go!" The sound of Inspector Locke's footsteps leaving could be heard in the box.
"Wait." Edmundo suddenly called out to Inspector Locke, and Geng Chaozhong in the secret passage also held his breath.
"What's the matter, Edmundo? What else do you know? Detective Locke looked back.
"Uh, nothing." Edmundo sat back down.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Geng Chaozhong also breathed a sigh of relief and began to move towards the outside of the dark passage.
Just now, Edmundo may have wanted to confess the identity of the swallow, or he may have wanted to confess his identity, but in the end, he still did not speak......
Standing behind the neon sign and looking back, Geng Chaozhong saw that the long-haired brown Inspector Locke was leading his men away.
“RUE. 178 BULI AVENUE. ”
Geng Chaozhong thought about it and jumped off the signboard.
.........
ON RUE.BULI STREET IN THE 10TH ARRONDISSEMENT OF PARIS, A BLACK SEDAN IS SPEEDING FORWARD FRANTICALLY, AND PARISIANS WALKING ON BOTH SIDES OF THE STREET ARE PANICKING AND GETTING OUT OF THE WAY, WHILE CURSING THE CRAZY DRIVER.
It was Geng Chaozhong who was driving, and after snatching a car from the vicinity of the "chess and card club", Geng Chaozhong rushed to the address called "Old Ivan" by Edmundo as fast as possible, and he had to meet this so-called "Old Ivan" before Inspector Locke arrived, and perhaps, all the mysteries would be revealed in the mouth of this "Old Ivan".
Boom!
There was a knock on the door of apartment 178, and Geng Chaozhong looked back as he knocked on the door - although he was driving crazy, Inspector Locke was not slow, and he estimated that he could only buy 5 to 8 minutes at most.
Boom!
After another round of hard knocking, there was finally a sound of footsteps in the room, and Geng Chaozhong breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who are you?" The door opened, and a middle-aged man with gray hair in a checkered nightgown appeared in front of him, with a distinctive Caucasian appearance and demeanor.
"Is it old Ivan, please?" Geng Chaozhong asked.
"I am, who are you?" Old Ivan looked at the man whose face was shrouded in a burqa in a puzzled tone.
"Bledsoe has been arrested, and the Paris Civil Service is rushing to you!" Geng Chaozhong said in a hurried tone.
Old Ivan's body shook obviously, and he stared at Geng Chaozhong's eyes, as if he was still suspicious of something.
"Swallow, swallow, swallow went to Berlin!" Geng Chaozhong once again uttered an important message.
Call!
Geng Chaozhong was pushed away violently, and old Ivan, who was wearing pajamas and slippers, rushed out frantically, the lacing of pajamas fluttered in the wind, and the two furry thighs strode towards Geng Chaozhong's car not far away.
"!" Geng Chaozhong cursed in a low voice and quickly followed.
The car was rumbled, and old Ivan sat in the driver's seat, and started the car without waiting for Geng Chaozhong's body to fully enter the passenger seat.
"Cheers to Comrade Dzerzhinsky, toast to Comrade SDL," said old Ivan with a distinctly Russian tongue in his accent, "Excuse me, who are you?" ”
Not far away, several cars were already coming.
"Woodpecker." Geng Chaozhong replied that the car had already crossed the corner at a rapid pace, and it was clear that old Ivan was very familiar with the nearby terrain.
"I've heard of you," old Ivan glanced sideways at Geng Chaozhong, his thick chest hair swaying in the wind in his open pajamas, "What about Bledsoe, when was she caught?" ”
"This afternoon, but there were two groups of people on the scene, and I'm not sure whose hands Bledsoe actually fell into." Geng Chaozhong replied.
"Thank you, you've come just in time," said old Ivan, driving to the outskirts of Paris, "but I'm afraid I'll have to leave Paris, you know, I've been in Paris for almost 20 years, and there are so many people who know me." And the royalist little cubs, they're going to eat me. ”
"In other words, the royalists have indeed been in our hands all along?" Geng Chaozhong asked.
"Haha, this is the most proud thing we have ever done since the establishment of the Cheka!" Old Ivan suddenly burst out laughing maniacally, "We made up a so-called 'Russian royalist organization' out of thin air to carry out fishing law enforcement against the white bandit groups in exile, and the operation code name was 'Trust'!" This organization has been established for twenty years, and it can be said that all my life, I have been fighting for this great project, which is really crazy, and I cannot but admire Comrade Dzerzhinsky, he is simply a genius! ”
PS: It's not apocryphal, it's all from historical facts. You can even think of the DL abroad now, hehe.