France, Paris, Presidential Palace.

"Did the stinging snake do it?" Pi asked Boris nervously, "Why did our intelligence services in Germany lose contact with us?" ”

"Judging from the sudden state of emergency in Germany, it should have been a success." Boris wiped the sweat from his forehead, "As for the loss of contact with the intelligence services, I think, I think it should be a German retaliation." ”

"Really?" Pi Le was ecstatic, "Hahaha, Leon, you're finally dead!" Hahaha! Boris, you did a great job! ”

"It's all the president, your good leadership, coupled with the efforts of the stinging snake, that can successfully send the hellish Lyon to hell!" Boris flattered.

"By the way, what about the stinging snake? Is the stinging snake exposed? Pi Sil asked.

"Probably not, after all, the stinging snake is too close to Leon, and the only intelligence officer who has seen the stinging snake is hiding in our consulate at the moment, under strict protection." "There's a Chinese saying that the closer you get to the light, the darker it gets," Boris said. I think that's a good fit for the current situation of the stinging snake. ”

"Oh? Are you also proficient in Chinese? Piael looked very happy at the moment because he had "eliminated" Lyon's opponent, "Haha, let's go have a drink and celebrate that we have one less strong opponent." ”

After saying that, Pi Lier took Boris to drink.

Unbeknownst to them, however, Leon was not dead, but also directed Ludwig to begin to find out who was closest to him.

Even foreigners know that "the light is dark", how could Lyon, who was a Chinese in his previous life, not know?

More than ten days later, Berlin, Germany, SS barracks.

"Long live the Führer!" An SS captain stood in front of Ludwig and saluted, "General Ludwig, the troops have been assembled!" ”

Ludwig nodded, then stood at the front of the line, and said with a gloomy face: "Everyone, it has been half a month since the Führer was assassinated. In the past half a month, we have launched retaliatory actions across the country, destroyed 21 spy organizations of other countries, and found 977 spies, of which 324 were killed on the spot, 650 were arrested, and 3 escaped. But, tell me, are you guys happy about it?! ”

"Not happy!" The soldiers roared.

"Tell me, why?!"

"Because the bastard who assassinated the Führer hasn't gone to hell yet!" The soldiers' eyes were red.

Their spiritual leaders were assassinated under their tight protection, which made them ashamed, ashamed of the Führer, ashamed of the "SS" on the armband.

In their hearts, only the blood of the commander can wash away their shame.

"Good!" Ludwig's cold voice rang out again, "The Gestapo has dug up the information we need from other French spies, and the spy codenamed 'Merchant' is hiding in the French Consulate, and this 'Merchant' is the bastard who hired a hitman to assassinate the Führer!" He knows who the inner ghost among us, the one who arranged for the killer to get close to the Führer! Young man, what are we supposed to do? ”

"Grab him, put the muzzle of the gun in his mouth and shoot!"

"I like the offer." Ludwig smiled coldly, "But we can't kill him, we have to catch him alive!" Everyone, get on board! ”

The sound of neat footsteps sounded, and 300 SS soldiers rushed to the 15 Mercedes-Benz troop trucks parked in a row behind them in a fast and orderly manner.

A few minutes later, 15 troop transport trucks drove out of the camp in turn and headed for the French consulate in the distance.

"Bastian, when exactly are you going to arrange for someone to send me back home?" The spy, codenamed "The Merchant", urged, "I've been out of touch with our intelligence headquarters in Germany for more than two weeks, and if it drags on, I'll definitely be discovered!" ”

"I've told you many times that now the entire German border is blocked, and I can't send you home." Bastian was helpless.

"What then? Just let me wait to be caught by them? "The businessman was furious.

"Don't worry, this is the French Consulate, and it's French territory!" Bastian was confident, "Even if they knew you were here, they wouldn't dare come in and arrest someone." ”

"Damn, I guess if they knew I was here, even if it was Paris, I'm afraid they would dare to rush in with guns." The merchant muttered under his breath.

"Hey, what the hell did you do? Can you make a piece of chickens and dogs jump in Germany? Bastian joked, "Every time I ask you, you're vague, don't you assassinate Leon, right?" Haha,"

"You guessed it." The merchant said in an inaudible voice.

Bastian didn't hear the merchant whisper, and just as he was about to open his mouth to continue the joke, the servant downstairs ran up.

"Consul Bastian, General Ludwig, the commander-in-chief of the German People's Volks-SS, is waiting for you downstairs, he, no, they're a little unfriendly." The maid said in a panic.

"Ludwig?! They! They're coming! As soon as the merchant heard the name Ludwig, his eyes widened and he cried out in fear, "No! No! They've found me, I've got to go, I've got to go! ”

With that, the merchant jumped up from the couch and stumbled out.

Bastian frowned, pulled the merchant back, pressed him on the sofa, and said, "Don't worry! As I said, this is the French consulate, not to mention Ludwig, even if Lyon comes, don't try to take people from here! ”

"You don't understand, you don't understand!" The merchant's face turned pale with fright, "Leon can't come!" He can't come! ”

"Neuropathy." Bastian gave the merchant a strange look, he was not qualified to know about the assassination with his rank, so he thought the merchant was crazy, he turned and walked downstairs, and at the same time said to the servant, "Look at him, I'll meet Ludwig." ”

A moment later, Bastian came downstairs to the living room.

"Hey, General Ludwig." Bastian smiled at Ludwig and said, "Why did you think of visiting me here today?" ”

"Visiting you?" Ludwig said contemptuously, "You're not qualified yet!" What about 'merchants'? Where is he? ”

Bastian's face was blue and white when he was blocked by Ludwig, and it was not good, he thought.

"What merchant? Where do I have a businessman? Basti asked, confused, "Are you looking for the wrong place?" Looking for a businessman, why do you go to Kudam Street, why do you come to the French Consulate? ”

Ludwig didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he rushed up and kicked Bastian to the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't play stupid, the reason why I didn't order a direct search is to give you French face, but you don't have a face." Very good, since you are so uncooperative, then don't blame me for being rude! All of them! Search for me! ”

As soon as Ludwig's words fell, hundreds of people rushed in at the entrance of the consulate, and the originally spacious hall suddenly became crowded.

Moreover, the SS was clearly not a guest, and as soon as they rushed in, they began to smash it, as if they wanted to turn the entire consulate over.