In Paris, France, it has been two days since the media exposed the matter between the Czech Grand Duke and the well-known filmmaker Jessica, and the personnel of the Intelligence Service of the Czech Principality came to France as quickly as possible, and they are also ready to solve this matter as quickly as possible.

The end result of this incident was that the royal family and the cabinet were silent on the matter, and no media was banned, but the media in the Czech principality had the audacity to broadcast it? The answer is no, so most of the people clamoring at this time are the American media, and most of them are supported by American conglomerates.

After all, Britain and France have a need for the Czech principality, although they like to see a little scandal in the Czech royal family, but if the matter is too big, it is not what they want.

The members of the Czech Intelligence Service are not only going to Paris, France, but also some of them will go to the United States, where although they are not their home turf, but as lackeys of the Czech Grand Duke, they have the obligation and responsibility to teach the main personnel involved in this matter a lesson, a bloody and painful lesson.

Xin is a high-ranking spy of the Royal Intelligence Service of the Czech Principality, and the purpose of this visit to Paris is simply to make the mastermind and the initial personnel of this time accept the punishment they deserve, such as the editor-in-chief and boss of the newspaper on the surface, and the inexplicable death of a whole family is indispensable.

Cruel? No, it's just a punishment they deserve, the world is so cruel, death may not be the end but another beginning, at least for everyone else. The spy codenamed Xin traveled all the way to Paris and caused the inexplicable death of the newspaper owner, editor-in-chief, and reporter at the time in a life-and-death crisis. Once the mission is completed, won't Xin start his new life after returning to the Czech principality? This is an example, even if it is interspersed with other people's lives.

After getting off the train, the first thing Xin saw or encountered was a completely strange young Jewish, a silver box was placed on the ground by the young Jewish, and Xin naturally picked it up and left quickly. In the box are the addresses of the characters, their guns, and the £300 cost of living in Paris.

The gun is a pistol, the kind commonly used by the French police. Xin had done this kind of thing too many times, and he was very familiar with it, and he didn't attract the attention of others. At this time, the cadres of the newspaper did not know that the killing of the gods was coming, and they were still proud, proud, and celebrating the achievements of the newspaper.

Although Xin is an oriental name, he is actually of British descent, and I don't know why, most of the elite spies in the Czech Royal Intelligence Service are Chinese code names. Xin asked his boss a similar question, to which his boss shrugged his shoulders and said innocently that he didn't know.

Coming to the hotel, which had been booked for three days, Xin took out the room card and entered the door, and then began a detailed inspection. The only thing a spy needs is caution, caution, and caution! Unless it's a special mission, denying them is based on the ability to retreat with a single miss, and even sacrificing themselves if necessary to avoid allowing the enemy to follow the clues to find others.

Xin was an elite member of the Czech Royal Intelligence Service, and he was naturally very skilled in these things. After the routine inspection, Xin began to study the life and rest time of the target task, the route to and from work, and where he often went in and out, and even the personality and flaws of the other party.

A black trench coat and a gray canvas top hat, when Xin arrived at the door of the newspaper office, it represented that revenge was about to begin, and it had been two days since he arrived in Paris, and in two days he had figured out most of the whereabouts and personalities of the newspaper editor-in-chief, the boss, and the reporter, and directly appearing on the street meant that the killing was coming.

Perhaps the French police had the same idea, and they arranged a lot of police officers near the newspaper office. Of course, these are almost all soy sauce characters for Xin, after all, ordinary police officers can be compared to elite spies? However, if there are some veteran policemen who have been engaged in criminal cases for twenty or thirty years, then things may be a little more troublesome. Luckily, there wasn't one here, so Xin's front was all the way open.

Coming to the newspaper office unconsciously, busy editors, reporters walking around, editors-in-chief on the phone in the office, bosses reprimanding lazy employees...... It's a big newspaper company, but today it's destined for a baptism of killing and blood.

A cardboard box was placed under the desk not far from the editor-in-chief's office, and at the same time Sin's disappearance, when he reappeared, he was already on the roof of the opposite building, and in his hand was a new rifle of the Czech principality, but at this time the rifle was converted into a sniper rifle.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes, half an hour, when the pedestrians on the street are still walking and talking without worry, when the policemen in front of the newspaper office are still chatting and yawning, when a few reporters may get clues and are ready to go out......

Rumble!

The explosion sounded, and the powerful explosives directly shattered the glass of several surrounding buildings, and at the same time, the center of the explosion was also scattered, and a reporter by the window was directly blown out by the wave formed by the explosion. This is an unlucky fellow, because he would have fallen to his death even if he hadn't been blown up, because four stories are not high, but it is easy to get his life.

The three targets, except for the newspaper owner who was about to leave the newspaper and had already gone downstairs, the other two target newspaper editors and reporters were all dead on the spot. How does Sim know this? The bomb was placed not far from the editor-in-chief, and the desk belonged to the reporter, and Xin only had a chance to put it down while he was talking to other colleagues.

The working hours of the three of them are clear, it is the time to go to work just now, it is impossible for the editor-in-chief and the reporter to leave the office, it can be said that they will die, the only unreliable is the newspaper boss, Xin appeared on the roof of the opposite building is also aimed at the newspaper boss.

Touch!

A bullet went straight down the barrel of the gun towards the newspaper owner, Xin didn't even carefully see if his target was shot, and began to quickly pack up the gun in his hand and leave quickly, not because he was too confident, but he was worried that there would be peers here, and if he stayed too long, he would expose himself.

Xin's marksmanship is still very good, after all, he is the elite of the Royal Intelligence Service of the Czech Principality, and the newspaper boss fell down at the moment of the gunshot, and a new blood-colored hole was added to his head, and there was a faint white liquid flowing slowly in it.

The main goal has been accomplished, and then there are the secondary goals. For those who can actually leave it to someone else to do, and it is easy to erase their traces over time, but Xin is a stubborn person, and he likes to solve all problems at once.

The first unlucky one was the newspaper owner's family, his three-year-old son was so solved that he only needed a pillow to suffocate him, and the real interesting thing was the newspaper owner's wife, who was lying in bed with a young guy when Xin passed, and the driver whom Xin also knew was the newspaper owner......

One man, one shot, two people, Xin left quickly, because his instincts told him that a peer would soon appear here. Sure enough, just three minutes after Xin left, a black sedan appeared at the door of the newspaper owner's house, two middle-aged French workers who were familiar with the intelligence department, and it was estimated that they could see their identities at a glance.

Inspecting the newspaper owner's home, one of the younger French informants swept all the contents of the scattered table on the floor with a wave of his sleeve, took out a bottle of good wine from the wine cabinet himself, asked gently, and then happily poured himself a glass, and by the way, he raised his glass and asked if his partner wanted it.

The older agent shook his head and carefully examined the room, and after a moment he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The same thing should be a Czech spy." ”

The younger intelligence officer didn't seem to be shocked, he nodded slightly, "Then they should be at the reporter's house now!" Or is it the editor-in-chief's home? Not to mention, this woman's appearance is really good. ”

While talking, the younger intelligence agent deliberately returned to the bedroom with the door open, lifted the quilt of the boss's wife, who was blind on the cover, and casually touched it with a very interested look.

"Man, I think what we should do now is go to that reporter's house instead of doing something so shameful here."

The older agent seemed to have become accustomed to the younger agent's approach, and he only slightly persuaded him and did not mean to stop him. Shrugging his shoulders, the younger intelligence officer looked regretful: "How can I use it when the forensic doctor comes?" But it's important to get down to business, and while the other groups may have already been there, I'm always a little uneasy. ”

These two are the most famous intelligence officers in Paris, and if it weren't for the fact that the younger ones have some special habits and the older ones are too greedy for money, it is estimated that they would not have always been such unknown ordinary intelligence officers. Da Li didn't dare to say, but a small detective believed that it was never a problem.

The room was quiet again, and it was believed that the next visitors would be the police officers of the Paris Police Department, who were moving at a faster pace than the spies of the French intelligence services. However, given the problems of departmental funding and personal salaries, they can understand the speed at which they are doing so.

When Sing arrived at the reporter's home, there were already members of the French intelligence services waiting here, but Xin did not leave immediately, he waited patiently, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow. The other party did not directly hide the reporter's family because he had the idea of fishing, but this was also Xin's opportunity.