"As for Rajit. Second Lieutenant Hudson, his whereabouts are unknown, and we are looking for him. Air Force Rear Admiral Richard, commander of Tsibirit Air Force Base, lit the cigar in his mouth with a lighter.

Can you elaborate on that? This is important, Your Excellency. Apparently, the German investigators sitting across from him were not satisfied with this answer.

"Look, Captain Dietretz. I'm in charge of running the entire Tsibilit base, so I don't have the energy to focus on these little things. You can ask Lieutenant Colonel Corrison, the chief officer, for this Hudson is one of his men. Major General Richard placed the cigar on the ashtray and flipped through the folders on the table.

"Any questions? I've got quite a bit of work to take care of, Captain. The general looked up at Captain Dietretz at his desk.

"No problem, thank you very much, General Richard, for your willingness to take the time to meet with me." Dietretz stood up and bowed slightly in thanks with an elegant gesture.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you, Captain Dietretts." As he spoke, there was no expression on Richard's face.

"No, you've done enough, General."

"Captain Dietretz, I am also very indignant that this kind of thing has happened, and I hope that this incident will not affect the relations between our two countries." Richard stood up and said to Dietretz.

"I hope so, goodbye, Your Excellency." Dietretz smiled and nodded to the major general, then opened the door to his office.

"That's right, General." Dietretz suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Anything else? Captain. ”

"Lieutenant Colonel Corrison you mentioned earlier, where can I find him?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Corrison... Well... He happened to be in the city today to run errands, and he usually stays in the office, but today is unfortunately... This one... You know what I mean... Captain. Richard had a stiff smile on the corner of his mouth, but from the twinkle in his eyes, it was clear that the middle-aged man was trying to restrain some emotion.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency." Dietretz nodded again and closed the wooden door, and then he heard the sound of glass breaking in his office.

"Idiot." Standing in front of the office door, Dietretz sneered and shook his head.

The SS captain walked out of the gate of the base office building with his briefcase and got into the Mercedes Benz waiting in front of the door, Dietretz did not look back, believing that the general must have been standing behind the shutters of his office and quietly watching him.

"Captain, how was the conversation with the general?" The SS non-commissioned officer who was sitting in the driver's seat flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, twisted the start key and turned on the engine.

"The general is trying to hide something, and the methods he uses are rather lame." Captain Dietretz glanced at the mirror and casually tossed his briefcase onto the back seat.

"Just give me a little time, and I'll be able to find out what he's trying to hide."

"Then it's up to Major Huergen to agree, I don't think he will leave you much time."

"I know this, let's drive." Dietretz lit a cigarette and took a hard puff.

"The British inspection report makes it very clear that the oil circuit failure of the aircraft engine is completely man-made." Jürgen said as he stood in front of a blackboard with photographs and tables and lines drawn in between, tapping a piece of paper with his cane.

"Someone cut a copper pipe on the engine, the method is very ingenious, he cut a tear in the pipe about four-thirds of the section, and then wrapped a small piece of ordinary medical tape on the outside, the leakage is not obvious at first, but during the flight due to mechanical vibration, pressure and other external forces, the pipe will be completely broken, if it is not for Captain Krieger to discover the problem in time, and make the correct disposal, the final consequences will be difficult to predict." Jürgen pointed to Krieger, who was sitting on the side, and the pilot touched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"Now we can be sure that this was a despicable assassination of a Wehrmacht officer. Although it is unknown why the suspect did this, his purpose is very clear, which is to create a plane crash and fake it as an accident. The most crucial figure in this incident is this person. Jürgen's cane was dotted on a photograph at the top of the blackboard.

"Rajit. Hudson. The SS major walked over to the blackboard with his cane and picked up a folder on the table.

"RAF Second Lieutenant Rajtte. Hudson, born April 19, 1909, was born in Mumbai, India, as written in the archives of the Royal Air Force. Jürgen pulled a file out of the folder.

"But our comrades in the Indian colonies gave us another file." The SS major shook the piece of paper in his hand.

"A very different file from the Royal Air Force, at first I thought it was a mistake from the Indian side and gave us another person's document, but then I found out that it was the Royal Air Force that really made the mistake." Jürgen said with a serious expression.

"The man in the photo is not Rajt. Hudson, the real Hudson, died in an accidental car accident in 1932 in Karachi, northwestern India. The man in the photo took Hudson's identity, he got Hudson's identification documents, and successfully joined the British Army in India, and what is even more unbelievable is that he was eventually promoted to a second lieutenant officer in the Royal Air Force. In the past few years, no one has even thought to investigate the background of this air force second lieutenant, which is simply unimaginable dereliction of duty in our Germany, and all those responsible should be sent to the people's court. Jürgen threw the papers onto the table.

"So who is the real identity of this guy who is pretending to be Hudson?" There was a hint of excitement in Randolph's voice, he loved this kind of story of secrecy and intrigue.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant Colonel. We don't know yet, but our team in Cairo has found Hudson's whereabouts and possible accomplices, and will arrest him as soon as they are confirmed. Jürgen replied respectfully.

"It is true that the expert sent by the General Security Bureau has opened a breakthrough in the case in such a short period of time, and I will mention you in my report to the Führer, Major Jürgen." Randolph nodded in approval.

"Thank you very much, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, this is not just my own work, but the result of the joint efforts of all the comrades involved in this matter, and my personal role is simply insignificant compared to that of the comrades working in the field." Jürgen said modestly.

"Well, I'll bring this up to the Führer as well, and when the investigation of the case is over, I promise that everyone will be rewarded." Randolph replied solemnly.

"Major Jürgen, do we have any other clues we have found now besides this Hudson?" Horn asked, holding up his hand.

"We've found a lot of suspicions and clues so far, Captain Horn." Jürgen replied with a smile.

Knowing that Captain Horn was part of the High Command and was the commander of a special unit, Jürgen's attitude towards the army captain became unusually kind and approachable.

"One of the clues leads to two of your French friends, Miss Dewar and Miss Blonn, who we find to be involved in a great trouble. The French archaeological team may have provoked a local organization in Egypt, and we are still investigating the specifics. However, it is certain that if they were not protected by us now, someone might have wanted to attack them a long time ago. Jürgen said with a smile.

"Can you tell me some details about this kind of thing?" When it comes to the beautiful female companion, Horn can't sit still.

"I'll tell you everything when I'm done, but not now, and I must warn you, Captain Horn, not to tell the two young ladies what I've heard here, I don't want to alarm the lurking enemies sooner." Jürgen reminded solemnly.

"I see, I'm glad you were able to remind me, Major Jürgen," Horn understood.

At this moment, the door to the conference room was opened, and a second lieutenant of the General Security Bureau stood in the doorway, and he reported loudly to Ürgen in the middle of the room: "Major, we have just received a report that our action team has captured Hudson. ”。

"Does he have any accomplices? Did the arrest go well? Are there any casualties among our people? Urgen walked briskly forward with his cane, and asked eagerly as he spoke.

"The operation went very smoothly, the opponent had a total of six people, killed two people at once, and captured four alive, including Hudson, one person in the operation team was slightly injured, and no one was killed." The second lieutenant reported loudly.

"Very well, I would like to convey my heartfelt congratulations to the Action Team, who will receive a commendation from the Directorate-General." Jürgen spoke loudly to the second lieutenant, and then he turned to Randolph and bowed.

"Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, please give me twelve... No, give me ten hours, and I will put the truth of this incident in your hands. An elegant smile appeared on the face of the SS major.

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