C1840 Pierres assassination (1/2)
When the story of the Governor Philip was told, it would take three months to advance. Before the end of the story of the War of the Far East, a handsome, golden-haired and blue-eyed man was about to return to Europe by boat from a special class cabin of a cruise that sail from the East.
The top shearer in Shanghai had used the finest European material for his simple suit, a gold pocket watch, precious stone cufflinks, and an exquisite silver cigar box containing the top quality cigars that Havana's girls had rubbed on their thighs.
In the cruise ship's dining room, he always chose that fixed window seat, a bottle of the best wine, the special dishes recommended by the chef, and his help.
All the ladies in the First Class cabin were attracted by this handsome man. Their eyes constantly shot him with peach blossoms. Some of them even knocked on his cabin door in the middle of the night.
Unfortunately, this man's heart wasn't with these passing berserk flowers. Like a Puritan, he pushed away all of his encounters with women and just quietly passed through his dull journey.
The journey across half of the Earth was always very boring, and after a while, those berserk butterflies began to ignore this man who didn't know anything. Perhaps this was just a pair of master and servant who loved to travel around the world, just like the lives of many European princes who didn't have to worry about food and clothing.
However, no one knew that every day, this cold gentleman would secretly spend more than an hour with his assistant in the cabin to disguise himself.
The sideburns were glued to the skin. Some transparent fish glue was applied to the lower corners of the eyes. If necessary, more hair would be attached to the temples.
”Hiss …” Lay it down Lei Meng! See if my skin is inflamed, it's too painful, I really want to throw away these disguises! ”
”Sir Pierre... The mail boat has just left Suez Canal and is in the most dangerous Mediterranean route. Once we reach Athens, we will be safe on land with the Prussians! ”
The mysterious guest was the one who had followed Xiao Letian for so many years, the French gold-ranked intelligence officer Pierre, while the assistant Lei Meng was the one who had surrendered at the hands of Molière, the intelligence officer Lei Meng.
This time, when they returned to Europe, the two of them were opening up a path for the following large troops. While the war in the Far East was still burning, Xiao Letian did not forget about Europe.
The Athens was an important port in the Mediterranean Sea. After the cruise ship arrived here, Pierre and Lei Meng got off the ship and landed, but they did not dare to continue onward, as they were getting closer and closer to the French mainland. Their information had long been added to the blacklist of the French intelligence agencies, and there were not many acquaintances waiting to kill them.
Pierre's position in the CIA was very, very hidden, and there were very few people who knew of his existence. He had a new job in the Ryukyu, which was teaching French.
Secretly, he was an important analyst of the CIA on European affairs. He also provided a lot of accurate data on the war between China and Russia.
However, in general, Pierre did not have much time to work for Xiao Letian during these few years. It was as if neither the Head of the Guards nor Wang Huaiyuan was willing to use him.
This was not because the two of them disapproved of Pierre's ability, this was Xiao Letian's astute way of controlling the situation. He was very clear that he could not afford to waste time and effort on things like this.
So all these years, Xiao Letian had been raising him on a high salary, allowing him to familiarize with the national conditions, culture, military affairs and history of Asia … This was also a form of training for both sides. Xiao Letian was very patient, towards the training of talent, the Head of the Guards was never impatient.