"Victor, got the information?" Jacques, the consul of the French consulate in Cleveland, asked.

"I got some of it, and it was about compressors. This information is very important. However, it was discovered at the time of the transaction, so the follow-up information will not be available for the time being. I escaped, and their people were still outside. "Victor is still a little out of breath. If he hadn't run fast just now, and there were many people on the street at the same time, and the other party didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately, he probably wouldn't have been able to come back.

Victor took a sip of water, handed the bag in his hand to Jacques and said, "Monsieur Jacques, something is here, this thing is very important to France, and we must do our best to send it out." However, most of the people outside are watching very closely now......"

"It's okay, can they still come to the consulate to spread wild?" Consul Jacques said disapprovingly, while opening his bag, taking out the text and looking at it twice, and then said, "Wait a few days, and then we will find a way to send this out." Well, Klaus, call the embassy first and tell them that it's already here, but it's hard to send it. Remember to use code words. ”

"Yes, Mr. Consul." Klaus, the first secretary of the consulate, replied, and hurried downstairs, where there was a telephone.

"Victor, it's been a hard time for you this time." Consul Jacques said, "We will repay you." Well, you take a break first. I'm going to put things away. ”

Consul Jacques walked into the study next to him with his bag, he closed the door, and then gently pushed open the bookshelf, revealing a safe in the back. Consul Jacques carefully put Wen Jiàn inside, then closed the safe, carefully reset the bookshelf, and walked out.

As soon as Jacques came out, he saw Mitterrand's military attache approaching, and his face was a little nervous.

"Mr. Consul, I think I should report to you that the situation outside is very wrong, and suddenly there is no one on the streets around the consulate...... I think we need to be prepared to defend against invasions. ”

"Call the City of Cleveland, the Cleveland Police Department right away, and ask what's going on. Captain Mitterrand, prepare your men for the unexpected. Jacques walked to the window and looked out, and there was no one in sight on the street outside. He immediately ordered.

"Mr. Consul," replied Klaus, who had just gone to call, with a pale face, "the phone does not work, and it cannot be called at all." ”

At this time, several gunshots rang out from a distance, and then Jacques saw a large group of masked men holding various weapons in their hands, well, all holding plate knives, steel whips, bombs, foreign cannons, three-pointed two-edged knives, hook and sickle guns, walking past the Tugu Temple...... Ah, I didn't sleep well yesterday, it was messy, and I rushed over with a MacDonald 1864 rifle, a MacDonald 1862 shotgun, a MacDonald 1866 automatic pistol, and an offensive grenade.

Jacques saw that several staff members were about to close the door when a grenade flew over, and several staff members who tried to close the door were immediately put to the ground. Then the vicious masked men rushed in.

Captain Mitterrand, who was still arranging a defense against the invasion, immediately raised his hands in the air and shouted: "We surrender!" Don't hurt us! Several black-clad masked men walked over, and one of them grabbed him by the collar and piled him up against the wall, pressing him against the wall while pointing the muzzle of the M1866 automatic pistol at Mitterrand's head.

"Don't move!" The man said that his cold eyes made Mitterrand immediately believe that if he didn't cooperate at all, the guy would definitely shoot himself in the head.

The other unceremoniously began to search him. His revolver was taken away first, and then the guy took out his wallet, which he opened and looked at, then took out the money and stuffed it into his pocket in front of Mitterrand, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Poor bare! Then he dropped his wallet on the ground.

Like Mitterrand, the others did not put up much resistance - a small consulate, with only a few dozen people inside, in the face of more than 30 armed men to the teeth, what kind of resistance could there be?

"I protest, this is the French consulate, I am the consul, you can't come in, you can't ......," Jacques shouted at the masked men. Then, a gun was shoved into his mouth.

"Shut up!" A masked man yelled viciously.

Victor was dragged out by two militants, and a masked man stared at him, and then asked in a very gentle voice: "This gentleman, where is the copy of the document you got earlier today?" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Victor tried to deny it.

"Ah," the masked man laughed, "it's not a good habit to lie. Sam, you go and teach him that you should be honest. ”

"Yes, sir." Another man in black responded. He handed the shotgun to one of the militants next to him, and then with the two militants who were holding Victor, he tied Victor firmly to a post. Then he used a rope to pull Victor's legs apart and hold them in place.

"What are you going to do?" Victor shouted, his eyes about to burst out of his sockets.

"Lying is unmanly, since you love to lie so much...... Shut his mouth. "Sam" said very calmly. So a rag plugged Victor's mouth. Then, under Victor's horrified gaze, "Sam" took out a dagger, and with a slight wave, Victor felt that his lower body was cold, as if his pants had been torn. He tried hard to signal to the other party with his eyes, imagining that the other party said, I am willing to talk to you. But no one looked at him. Then he fainted with a pain in his lower body......

A basin of cold water poured over Victor's head made him wake up again. He saw that "Sam" was still standing in front of him, but in his brown gloved hand was a round thing with blood.

"It's one of your testicles. The portions are not bad. Rest assured, I left you with one more. "Sam" continued to speak in that frighteningly calm tone, as if all he was talking about was inconsequential gossip like the weather was nice today.

"Now, do you realize your mistake? Willing to be an honest, good boy? "Sam" continued to ask in an unhurried tone.

Victor couldn't speak, so he nodded desperately.

"Well, that's good. I'll give you one more chance to still be called a man. "Sam" said, ripping off the rag that was in his mouth.

"I gave it to Consul Jacques, and he took it into his study...... "Victor immediately confessed in a crying voice.

"That's an honest boy!" The "head" who spoke at first spoke softly, then he turned to Jacques and said politely, "Dear Monsieur Jacques, please take us to the study and take it out." ”

Although the "head" was very polite, looking at the "Sam" who was wiping the dagger with the rag that had just stuffed Victor's mouth, Jacques felt that it was better not to resist. Anyway, now that Victor has confessed, it won't be much difficult for these people to find it.

So Jacques took the armed men upstairs, went into the study, and took out the text from the safe.

"You didn't copy these things, did you?" The leader asked.

"I didn't have time." Jacques told the truth.

"I don't know if I can trust you." "So, just to be on the safe side, I'll order the burning of a qiē piece of paper." We apologize for any loss this may cause. ”

"I warn you, this is a humiliation to the French Empire, and the wrath of the French Empire is not something you can bear!" Jacques said.

"Thank you for the reminder. We'll be ready. The "chief" replied very politely.

At this time, gunshots rang out outside, and some people shouted: "Listen inside, we are Cleveland police, you have been surrounded, we ask you to surrender immediately!" ”

However, this shout did not disturb the rhythm of the masked people in the slightest, and they still gathered all kinds of papers, piled them up in the courtyard, poured oil on them, set a fire, and burned them clean. Then they tied up the staff inside the consulate one by one, and shouted outside: "We have hostages!" Get out of the way for us and send us ten wagons!" Otherwise, we'll be hostage! ”

The police outside quickly responded: "If you can't escape, surrender quickly, and we will deal with you as a voluntary surrender." I ask the judge to give you a lenient sentence. ”

"! Give you five minutes, and if you don't answer after five minutes, we'll kill a hostage every minute! The masked militants shouted as they had prepared their lines.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the "chief" said quietly: "It seems that our reputation is not very good, so we have to trouble some gentleman to prove our reputation to them." He glanced at all the consulate staff, all of whom were trembling under his knife-like gaze.

"The trouble is brought by this gentleman, let him go and explain the situation to the guy opposite." In the end, the "head" fixed his eyes on Victor, who was still bleeding between his thighs.

"You ......" Victor, whose hands were tied behind his back, was about to say something, when a rag was once again put into his mouth, and the two men put him up and dragged him to the gate, where the gate was opened, and an armed man kicked Victor out. Victor endured the pain in his thigh and wanted to run. But at this time, the roar of MacDonald's 1862 shotgun was heard, and then Victor's eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

"Listen outside, the hostages have been shot dead by us! Do as we say right now, or we're welcome! The militants shouted again.

"Don't hurt the hostages anymore!" A voice came from the police, "We agree to your terms......