400 Comfort the Fried-Haired Empress
"Contact the military headquarters immediately and tie up that fake Hans!" Frederick had no choice, turned around and ordered Farragut, and then sighed to the cavalry lieutenant colonel: "For the time being, I will wronged you to be interrogated in isolation." The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info I don't mean anything else, I just want to return your innocence. β
Then Frederick turned to Elena and asked, "What do you think?"
"Do as you say. Elena approved. She was still apprehensive, worried about her father's whereabouts.
Farragut promised to go. Half an hour later, before Frederick could comfort Elena, Farragut rushed back and shouted: "The military department claims not to see Hans. Admiral Farina, after learning the details, was pessimistic about the search for the king. His language was a little -- a bit harsh, and I don't know whether to say it or not. β
To quote him. Frederick wiped Elena's tears with a tissue and sighed.
Farragut was kneeling on the carpet in front of the door, but when he heard this order, he got up again, closed the door, took three steps forward, knelt before Frederick's knees, and then bowed his head and whispered: "The admiral said that if it were a real and normal king, he would not plan to escape, and if it was a king who was an agent pretending to be a king, he would not be able to catch it once he ran away." β
"Is the king an agent fake?" Elena looked up with tears in her eyes, stood up and pointed at Farragut, "Is it up to him Farina to decide the identity of the royal family?
Elena gritted her teeth with anger, and Frederick hurriedly wiped her tears and comforted her carefully: "If you are tied up, I will go to the ends of the earth to find you." Besides, you have to wait for others to finish. β
Farragut was not intimidated at all, and when he saw Frederick's eyes, he continued to report: "Admiral Farina said that using assassins who are good at disguise to assassinate dignitaries, replace them, and then overthrow the regime is a new annexation technique. This kind of operation is not uncommon in many neighboring provinces of the Fran Empire, and according to the verifiable traces, this subversive method is very mature. But Ferdinand's arrest and the king's house arrest proved that the subversive operation against the HRE Empire had failed. Therefore, considering the king's motives for fleeing, the possibility of the agent's defeat cannot be ruled out. β
Farragut spoke in an orderly manner, and then handed over a bulging cowhide envelope: "This is the information presented by Admiral Farina, enumerating the cases of the annexation of Alsace, Lorraine, and WΓΌrzburg, proving that this subversive annexation technique does exist, and it is a hundred battles and victories, but it is only the first defeat in our country." β
Frederick frowned and took the envelope. He also had a lot of complaints about the king's brainless edict, but he didn't expect the military department to attach more importance to it than him, not only did so much intelligence work, but even came to shocking conclusions.
Elena eagerly opened the envelope and pulled out a stack of papers to read. Her face was frosty, and she paced and looked at the carpet, looking at one and throwing one at a time, and classified documents floating to the ground.
Frederick silently followed, picked up a few pages and glanced at them, and guessed the approximate idea. Since the king was not his father, he felt that the situation was in Elena's favor: if the king was a fake, then it made sense for him to flee, because no agent wanted to stay in the cold for the rest of his life. And Elena didn't even need to seize power, she only needed to announce the news of the king's disappearance, punish the derelict escort cavalry, and she could justifiably take power.
And once an agent who is good at disguise escapes into the city, it is like a fish in the sea, and it can no longer be found.
Elena threw it faster and faster, and the room was full of papers flying like falling leaves, and her steps became more and more restless, and she paced in circles with a straight face. Frederick was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "Eliminate your breath." β
Elena listened to him, no anger, no squeak, so she scribbled through the last page, as if throwing a pile of paper into the sky, and then paced twice in the sprinkling of snowflakes, the veil of her shawl covering her bare shoulders like a fairy robe. The room was silent for two seconds, and suddenly Elena opened her arms and screamed at Farragut: "Get me back! Nationwide arrest, community census, Iron Cross gendarmerie on the streets! Secret police covert visit! Even if you hang that wanted notice in the square for the rest of your life, get that agent back for me!"
Even Farragut was frightened by the mad Empress, and he glanced at Frederick sympathetically, whispered "Yes!" and ran away as if he were running for his life.
Frederick saw Elena standing under the chandelier with her forehead trembling, so she bent down and picked up the papers page by page, and all that was left in the room was the crisp sound of the paper bending. When Frederick had almost picked it up, he gently broke the silence: "It's good to be able to get the agent back." If we can't get it back, we have to guard against it, because we know that the other party has a disguise master. I'll design a set of identity passwords, and you order the senior staff to verify their identities once a day, so that we can prevent problems before they happen. β
Elena suddenly slumped on the carpet, her hands propped on the hem of her blooming skirt, and she wept and murmured in despair: "I thought my father had imprisoned me because he was paranoid and dictatorial - and now I know that my father was originally transferred." I still want to reconcile with him...... But there's no chance......"
She whimpered for a moment, bowed her head and sobbed. When she is sad, she occasionally refers to herself as "I".
Frederick pressed the document in an ashtray, walked over to Elena and sat down cross-legged, and said softly, "People should pay attention to the earth. I think that the person who transferred the contract should know where King Charles's body is. Secondly, we know that the subversion was carried out by Ferdinand and the Foreign Legion, and since they were captured alive, we can torture the whereabouts of the king's body, and give him a state funeral according to the imperial specifications, so that his old man can return to the imperial tomb, and he can also restore his reputation for a lifetime, so that his reputation will not be ruined by impostors, and he will be favored in heaven forever in the future. β
Elena was distracted, cheered up, nodded earnestly, wiped her tears and said, "Well, it's a priority. And it is true that we have to draw up a more complex identity password, so as not to let anyone be transferred and we will be kept in the dark. β
"Yes, as long as the upper echelons are not infiltrated, the power of the disguise technique is limited. Moreover, the agent will definitely come back to the surface, because Ferdinand is defeated, and the agent will go to the next demigod. This time, we mastered his disguise skills, and threw him into an iron cage when we caught him, never giving him a chance to escape again. Frederick patted Elena on her vest and hugged her just right: "You are working hard to rule the empire today, and tomorrow you will invade the sea like fire." Your achievements are much higher than marrying Ferdinand, and the king will be proud of you. β
Elena leaned into his arms, lay down comfortably for a while, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm: "You can accompany me to see my mother." β
Frederick saw that she had calmed down, and then he relented and said obediently, "Good." (To be continued.) )