"Hahaha... Xiao Letian, can you kill me? Diplomats are born with legal immunity. If you kill me, it is equivalent to declaring war with France! Hahaha, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare to kill me..."

"Killing me means starting a full war. If you dare not, you will never dare!" Molière's eyes were red. He was really crazy. The saliva flowed out from the corners of his mouth, pulling out a crystalline line.

Xiao Letian looked at him like an idiot, and said with a sneer, "Oh? No respect, no respect! Your future ambassador, can your diplomat protect yourself, can you protect these two subordinates?"

"The Emperor of the Pharaoh loves you, so he will protect you and start a war for you... Hahaha!" Xiao Letian suddenly laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up and said, "Hahaha... I'm sorry... Hahaha, the Emperor of the Pharaoh loves you! Hahaha, the Emperor of the Pharaoh loves you very much... Is he willing to start a total war with me for you?"

"Okay, okay, I think you're right, but what about those two? I'll push them into the middle of the battlefield and shoot them, and France will declare war on me?"

"Now...Dear Knight Molière, how do you protect your subordinates?"

Molière was already hysterical at this moment, and he didn't hear such a obvious hook at all. He grinned and said, "For the sake of the country, there must be someone who sacrifices! Their sacrifice is valuable! For France, what's wrong with sacrifice! Long live France, long live the French Emperor!"

Xiao Letian's laughter stopped and he said coldly, "Oh? They can sacrifice, but you can't sacrifice, are you nobler than them? Is this the rule of the Second French Empire?"

With a muffled bang, everyone turned their heads and saw that Raymond stood up and knocked down the chair. "Prime Minister, don't you say anything? Where is Pierre? I'm willing to tell him everything I know, all the information..."

Another chilling intelligence officer also stood up, and he sighed, "Oh... I'm the only one, I have no choice, it's really disappointing me!"

"Traitors! You two traitors from the empire, God will punish you, you will go to hell..." Molière was crazy about trying to rush over and fight, and the two guards behind him cut his arms and pressed them hard on the table.

Molière's face was pressed on the table, and she was still shouting, "Why don't you die? The Empire has raised you in vain! You should die, die..."

Xiao Letian waved his hand and said, "Take this crazy man down to me, it's a waste of my time!"

"Prime Minister! How should we deal with this lunatic? Should we shoot him?" the guard asked.

"First be locked up to the main island of Ryukyu, and then locked up in the CIA dungeon! After the war is over, I will kill him in front of the God of War Temple to pay tribute to the heroic spirits!"

When Moliè heard this, he screamed like a cat stepping on his tail, "You dare to kill me! I see you dare to kill me! Hahaha... You just want to scare me, want to scare me, and want me to spit out information! You can't deceive me, you dare not..."

Xiao Letian didn't say anything, just frowned and waved his hand and asked the guards to drag him out like a dead dog. They were dozens of meters away from the military tent, and people could still hear Molière's crazy screams.

"Hahaha...you don't dare...Xiao Letian, you don't dare to kill me...you don't dare to kill me..."

After taking the madman away, the atmosphere in the tent eased a lot. Xiao Letian walked to Raymond and patted his shoulder and said in English, "There is a Chinese saying that the road is a long way to know the horsepower and see people's hearts over time. What do I do to France? Let's see, one day I will subvert what you think in your heart. Don't think that you know me very well. Everything I do in the future is something you can't imagine!"

"Go and take them back to Naha and let them meet with Pierre. I need to know all the information arrangements of France in Asia!"

All arrangements are meaningful. Raymond and others did not disappoint Xiao Letian's painstaking efforts. When Pierre and Raymond met that night, they did not hesitate at all. All French intelligence networks in Asia were completely exposed.

French telegram codebook, the deepest spy hidden in Naha,?

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??Who are the spies in the capital, Shanghai, Hong Kong, and Tanggu, and how many of the officials in the Qing Dynasty were turned against by France.

Even these intelligence officers exposed many British intelligence networks. This was an absolute harvest. This was Wang Huaiyuan's biggest victory since presiding over the intelligence work.

Naba has completely entered a state of quitting smoking. The reserve militia, military academy students, the recruits who had just been trained for a month in the recruits... were all dispatched and under the leadership of the intelligence officer, a large-scale search was carried out across the city.

No one expected that Britain and France had buried so many spies in that world, and the search in the city lasted for a night without ending.

Pierre held the list in his hand at Xiao Letian's Prime Minister's residence, standing at the highest point in the back garden overlooking the entire city. Behind him were the surrendered Raymond and the other two.

The whole city was brightly lit and there were shadows shaking everywhere. Sima Yun, who was left behind, mobilized all his strength to start to wipe out the spies. The messenger reported in front of Pierre ran back and forth like a lantern.

One good news after another came, the big fish that were hidden the deepest was arrested, the one who resisted stubbornly was shot dead, the one who surrendered was tied up and brought to the dungeon, and what was waiting for them was torture like hell.

"Haha! After this purge, it will take at least ten years for Britain and France to establish a mature spy network in the Chinese! We have added another ten years of safe development to the Prime Minister!"

"Send the order to make the Jiangnan Intelligence Bureau and the Zhili Intelligence Bureau. The Hong Kong Intelligence Bureau immediately closes the network. These big fish can't be let go, send a telegram immediately!"

Seeing the orders leaving, Pierre breathed a sigh of relief, "The net has been opened, and this is the best thing to work around the Prime Minister. He brought out a team with very strong execution. As long as your order is issued, you can get the most effective execution..."

"Now, we can have a drink and tell me if Paris is now remodeled beautifully? What clothes have the beauties on the Champs Elysees started to be popular again?"

Raymond did not answer this question but hesitated and asked, "I'm sorry, I have a question. Shouldn't Ryukyu cut off the submarine cable at this moment? Shouldn't communication control be carried out? Can telegrams be sent out now?"

Pierre was stunned, "Cut off? Control? Where did you start? Naba's Prime Minister's Mansion controls the entire Chinese world. How can communication be cut off? It can't be stopped for a minute or a second!"

Raymond was stunned for a moment, "It's bad, this bastard Molière! He's ruined the country! He's ruined the country!"
Chapter completed!