"yes."
In the secret room, Bai Heqing held the microphone and faced Stewart's inquiry. He said bluntly:
"I hope you will allow us to deal with Andrew ourselves."
"It's exactly what I guessed..."
Hearing this expected answer, Stewart didn't seem to have any dissatisfied reaction, and still said with a smile:
"Young people are always so full of passion and motivation. After being wronged, they are not willing to wait even a moment longer. They will repay the loss no matter how hard they suffer. Unlike old men like us, many times even if we suffer a loss, we will treat the other party. He greeted each other with a smile, hiding in the corner and racking his brains to plan, waiting for the most suitable opportunity that didn't know when it would appear, and then stabbed that fatal knife that he didn't know when...
But often at times like this, even if the knife can be stabbed in the end, the old man will no longer have the unique pleasure after revenge in his heart, but will instead feel a sudden emptiness after losing his goal...
Ah, it seems that I accidentally took the topic astray again. Young people should just treat some official matters as gossip and don't take them too seriously. "
Bringing the topic back again, Stewart continued:
"From a disciplinary perspective, I shouldn't leave the matter of dealing with Andrew to you, but discipline is dead and people are alive.
And what Andrew did this time is indeed beyond the bottom line of what I can tolerate. Whether it is you two young people or the foul-mouthed old man Hatoyama, I must give an explanation.
Tell me young people, what do you want to do? "
Stewart's words were equivalent to giving Bai Heqing and Mary the power to deal with Andrew.
"I need a gun, a sniper rifle."
Bai Heqing replied, he took out the photo of Black Rose and Mary that he asked the doctor to give to him when they were on the freighter.
The photo shows Andrew on the front and a residential address on the back.
Apparently, this is Andrew's residence in Paris.
Black Rose seemed to have expected that he and Mary would seek revenge on Andrew, so she thoughtfully wrote down the location of his residence.
"We have found out the location of Andrew's residence in London. Give me a sniper rifle and I will kill him personally." Bai Heqing said.
"Haha, young people are full of energy. Okay, turn around and look at the boxes on your left. There happen to be a few sniper rifles in them. They are not just made by the British, but also by the American Empire, Germany and Lao Maozi. Yes, just pick one you like and use it.
Of course, I personally don’t recommend choosing Lao Maozi’s model. After all, their guns are just like their people, with a rather rough style, and unskilled people may not be able to use them smoothly. "
Looking in the direction Stewart said, there were indeed several long military green boxes stacked in the corner of the secret room to Bai Heqing's left.
"Besides guns, is there anything else that I, an old man, need to help with? For example, some personnel support?"
"There is no need for personnel, but I do need you to do me a favor, Mr. Stewart..."
"..."
Late at night, Andrew was in a luxurious private residence in Paris. He always slept well. He had a rare insomnia tonight. He walked back and forth in the study alone, with an anxious look on his face.
"No, why, why haven't I found it yet..."
He is in a hurry now.
Yesterday evening, the snipers he sent to the dock to kill the victims not only failed to kill Shirakawa Qing and Mary, the two people sent by London, but were actually killed by these two people?
To be honest, Andrew couldn't figure out how much of a waste he had to be in order to be killed in such a situation where he had an absolute advantage.
Of course, there is no point worrying about this now.
The failure of silencing brought Andrew to the brink of crisis. As long as those two people were not stupid, they would soon be able to figure out who the person who sent the sniper was...
Especially the blond woman named Mary, who had seen his face when she was in the warehouse...
If they can successfully contact London, then London will conduct a little investigation in this direction...
Colluding with the French mafia to carry out long-term illegal transactions, and secretly attacking his colleagues in MI6... Andrew couldn't even imagine how miserable his ending would be. That old man Stewart would never let him go.
The only good thing is that Andrew still has a chance to make amends.
Both Bai Heqing and Mary suffered serious injuries that required surgery as soon as possible. This was not something that could be dealt with by just wrapping it up with gauze. If this was used as a clue to trace, their whereabouts would definitely be traced soon.
Based on this, Andrew drove his MI6 agents to take action in the name of tracking down the Red Soviet spies. At the same time, he used various channels to frame Harry's death on Shirakawa Qing and Marie, using the French mafia's influence in Paris. Powerful forces launched a blanket search for these two people.
Andrew knew very well that as long as Bai Heqing and Mary died, no matter what doubts London had, he could kill them without any evidence, so that London would not be able to investigate.
But what Andrew didn't expect was that his search made no progress at all.
From yesterday to today, not only his men, but also the French Mafia have not found any information about those two people.
These two people seemed to have disappeared from the world of Paris. Even if they turned Paris upside down, they could not find any clues.
Now Andrew was a little panicked.
People cannot disappear out of thin air, even dead people will leave corpses behind.
But where can they hide?
Could it be that he had escaped Paris in some way?
So have they already contacted London?
If that were the case, wouldn't he...
"Jingle Bell!"
Suddenly, the phone rang in the dead silent room.
The ringtone was so sudden that it startled the pensive Andrew.
【Who could it be? 】
Andrew quickly stepped forward and picked up the phone.
"Excuse me……"
"Andrew, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?"
Hearing the voice coming from the phone, Andrew's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
It's Stewart.
"Thank you very much, Director, for your concern. Paris has been a bit chaotic recently, and my subordinates still have some matters to deal with..."
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Andrew tried his best to suppress the nervousness in his voice and asked with a smile:
"It's so late, does the director have any tasks to give?"
"It's not a mission, I just want to ask you some questions."
On the other end of the phone, Stewart's voice was old and steady.
"Andrew, I have received intelligence that the French Mafia in Paris seems to be very active in the past two days. What is the reason for this?"
"Director, I have sent people to investigate this matter before. I heard that one of their mafia cadres was assassinated yesterday. Now those mafia members are looking for the murderer..."
"Well, although it is an internal matter within the mafia itself, we should not let down our guard just yet. We should always keep appropriate attention and don't let Hongsu's agents take the opportunity to take action against us..."
"Yes, I understand, don't worry, Director."
"Speaking of which, Andrew, is the moon tonight a full moon or a quarter moon?" Stewart suddenly asked.
"moon?"
Not knowing why Stewart asked this suddenly, Andrew picked up the landline phone and came to the window and looked up.
"Director, it's the full moon."
In the sky, there is a big full moon.
"The moonlight is nice, it's a good day, but it's a pity that I'm still in the bunker and can't see it..." Stewart suddenly sighed with emotion.
"Director, Her Majesty the Queen will never forget your hard work for the British Empire." Andrew flattered him appropriately.
"Haha, you do know how to talk. By the way, Andrew, I have another question to ask you. You have to answer me truthfully. Do you understand?"
Stewart laughed and cursed.
"Those two young men, do you know where they went?"
His heart contracted suddenly, and a chill rose from the soles of Andrew's feet to the top of his head.
"Bureau, Director? Who are you referring to?"
"You really don't know?" Stewart's tone suddenly became extremely serious.
"I, I don't know, Director, who is the young man you are talking about?" His mind was racing, and he gritted his teeth and decided to hold on to the end.
"Really……"
Sighing, Stewart seemed disappointed.
"Andrew, I've given you a chance..."
"Bureau, Director?!"
"Shirakawa, Mary, the rest will be left to you."
As Stewart finished speaking, on the roof a hundred meters away directly opposite the window where Andrew was sitting, Bai Heqing and Mary, who were wearing communication equipment, set up sniper rifles and pulled the bolts at the same time.
"receive."
"Boom! Boom!"
Pulling the trigger, two gunshots rang out simultaneously in the night, instantly passing through a distance of a hundred meters, shattering the window, and penetrating Andrew's brain and heart respectively.
"Target solved."
"That shot you shot me, I'll give it back to you now." Looking at Andrew's fat body that fell heavily in the scope, Mary said.
"Thank you, two young men."
Stewart's laughing voice sounded in the communication equipment.
"Leave quickly. Don't worry. I will take care of the rest. Have a good sleep tonight and take the flight back to London early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Director."
Mary nodded in response, while Shirakawa Kiyo had already disassembled the sniper rifle and put it into the box.
"Haha, you don't need to be so serious. Ah, by the way, just treat it like an old man like me and ask questions."
Stewart seemed to be in a good mood. He suddenly changed the topic and joked in an old-fashioned tone:
"Although Andrew has been solved by you, the French mafia in Paris is still looking for you. In this case, where are you two young people going to sleep tonight?
By the way, the apartment I provided to you, old man, only has one bed..."
After saying that, Stewart cut off the communication directly.
"Huh? Huh——"
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(End of chapter)
