"It was such an energetic and exciting night, and I would like to thank you for making it such a wonderful and rewarding night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Mrs. Disraeli sighed sincerely.

"Oh, ma'am, to tell you the truth, I don't know if Mr. Disraeli is fit to be Prime Minister, but you fully deserve the title of Prime Minister's Wife." Van Gogh was also genuinely impressed, and it seemed that he had a very good impression of Madame Disraeli.

The carriage left the slum and drove Mrs. Disraeli back to the Prime Minister's residence at 10 Downing Street.

Tang Tu helped Mrs. Disraeli out of the car, "Madam, now can you tell us who the person in the hussar uniform is?" ”

Lady Disraeli nodded, "Yes, Lord Cardigan is the man you are looking for, he is a tiresome man who always babbles on about his military adventures. ”

"Do you know where we're going to find him? We want to talk to him privately. Tang Tu asked again.

"I do know he's in town right now, and he's just in time to come to the Corrupt Practices Act, so maybe you'll find him at Westminster Palace. You have to pay attention... Zhengfu can no longer afford another scandal. Mrs. Disraeli said earnestly.

Van Gogh took off his hat and saluted, "I assure you that we will act very secretively and will never cause trouble to the government again." ”

"Thank you again for your warm hospitality tonight, and I think I'll be very appreciative of you in front of Lao Di. I'm very happy and I'll see you next time, two gentlemen. Mrs. Disraeli walked away with her handbag twisted her waist.

It was raining lightly again, and Tang Tu and Van Gogh squatted on the roof opposite Westminster Palace, turning on their eagle eyes to scan the building opposite. The local detail map has been updated.

Tang Tu's eagle eyes were already full level of eagle senses, and under this condition, he could see even more dramatic scenes.

In front of the Palace of Westminster, a gentleman in a top hat talks to an official in military uniform.

"Do you have to speak code words to see Lord Cardigan today? That's ridiculous, isn't it? ”

"Take it easy, I kept a backup in my pocket. If you forgot the code words, I can lend them to you. ”

At the gate of Westminster Palace, three guards stood guard.

The guy who looked like the captain of the team shouted to the people outside, "Pay special attention to you, no one can pass through this gate without my permission." ”

In front of a room in the Palace of Westminster, a man in a military uniform was complaining to a member of Parliament, "Lord Cardigan has gone too far this time, and I am going to Scotland Yard to report the crime myself." ”

In the room, Lord Cardigan was trying to persuade the other three, "Come on, guys, we should unite and unanimously oppose this perfidious bill. ”

The eagle's senses ended, and Tang Tu came back to his senses, he probably guessed the prototype of this Lord Cardigan in history.

In the mid-nineteenth century, England was home to an Earl of Cardigan, a landowner and aristocrat who had opposed reforms throughout his life, and who was the epitome of arrogance, snobbery, and incompetence in the aristocratic leadership of the period.

Remember that his last name was Brudnell... It turns out that Mr. 'B' came here this way.

"Almost, we can act," Tang Tu pointed to the uniformed official in front of the Palace of Westminster and said to Van Gogh, "I'll go steal the codeword, you can observe the enemy in the high places to see if there are any snipers." ”

After speaking, Tang Tu jumped down from the roof, turned over after falling into the haystack, turned on his stealth and came to the side of the uniformed official, activated the "stealing" skill, and got the code backup in his pocket.

Van Gogh disposed of the snipers in the high place and came to the palace gate to join Tang Tu.

"Instead of going through the main entrance, we'll go in from above."

Tang Tu and Van Gogh went to the side of Westminster Palace, climbed to the roof with a rope gun, and then jumped from the roof into the inner courtyard, thus avoiding the guards at the door.

There was a door in the inner courtyard that led to the inside of the building, and Tang Tu used the lockpicking skill to open the door after three attempts. Obviously, the locks at Westminster are not advanced enough.

Coming to the building, people can occasionally be seen talking in the corridor, and using stealth skills, Tang Tu and the two came to the door of Cardigan's office.

"There's only Cardigan and a guard left inside, and the timing is perfect." Van Gogh said.

Tang Tu took out the code note and glanced at it, and then knocked on the door.

"Secret words?" The guards inside came to the door.

"'Balaclava'...", Tang Tu replied.

"Come in."

The door opened, the guard didn't look out, turned around and walked inside, Van Gogh took two steps forward to push the door open, and the pitcher stabbed the hidden blade into the guard's throat, and Tang Tu closed the door in the back.

Their movements were light and did not alarm Cardigan. Cardigan was facing away from the door, leaning on the table to sign papers.

"Ah, Minister Huck, please wait a little longer, I'll be done in a moment." Cardigan was still lying on the table, unaware that the two cold-blooded assassins had walked up behind him.

"Urgent paperwork is terrible, right? Give me a horse and a saber and I can make the government run as smoothly as the Henry Regatta, but I still have to do what needs to be done. Let me see... Sign here... And here... And here... Good... Fill it out! ”

Cardigan finally raised his head and turned around, so he saw Tang Tu and Van Gogh, and then he was startled, "Who are you?" How did you get in? ”

Tang Tu answered his question with the dagger in his hand, and Cardigan watched in disbelief as the dagger on his chest slowly fell.

White light flashes, and the scene of Cardigan's last words begins.

"You coward! Despicable villain! Alas, as a hero of Balaclava, I died not on the battlefields of the Crimea, but at the hands of the Assassins in this temple of power!

Enjoy your curtain call, shameless thief, for you have done what neither the Russian military nor the Indian Tigers have been able to do. Take your loot with you, and hope this thing brings you doom.

Goodbye, goodbye! My beloved British Empire! The dawn will be dimmed by Cardigan's passing! God save the Queen! God bless the 11th Hussar Regiment! ”

Cardigan is dead.

Without alarming the guards, Tang Tu and Van Gogh closed the office door, and before the body was found, the two men calmly left Westminster Palace.

The curtain came down on Disraeli's assassination, and Tang Tu and Van Gogh were finally back on the train Bertha.

"Oh, you're back, I'm going out on a trip, if you two have nothing else to do, come with me." Greene said.

Ge Lin grabbed his pistol and jumped off the train, and Tang Tu and the others followed.

"Where are we going?" Tang Tu asked.

"Remember the last time you guys got a trip from Lucy. Did Thorn get the information back? In her research, I found a letter from the Queen's husband, with the same coat of arms as the key you found, dated 1847.

The Queen's husband began renovating Buckingham Palace in 1847, and I suspect he built a vault to house the Holy Shroud. Now we need a floor plan for Buckingham Palace. ”

"You can see from the floor plan what has been changed in Buckingham Palace to determine where the Holy Shroud is hidden?" Van Gogh said.

"Yes, a friend of mine, he can help us get the floor plan, and I made an appointment with him to meet today." Greene said.

With Greene leading the way, the three of them came to the place.

A man dressed in Indian ethnic style sat on a bench, holding a newspaper in his hand and seemed to read it intently. Ge Lin walked over with Tang Tu and the others. (To be continued.) )