Lieutenant General Karonthor's oriental royal family slowly passed by the streets of Paris. The increase in the number of cars made France's traffic feel heavy pressure. But today he was not in a hurry because the intelligence was already in his hands.

He got the information and found Mr. Franklin Roosevelt, who assassinated the US Vice President, one of the next presidential candidates. But he was still a little worried because he knew that the assassinated had a close relationship with his real master.

His real concern was not his situation. As the head of the French Army Intelligence Department, he was highly valued by the current Director of the Intelligence Bureau Charles de Gaulle. Even the Director-General has been trying to move to transfer himself to his bureau to become his deputy.

Karonthor was not willing to go, after all, if he went, he would really become a subordinate of Charles de Gaulle. The Army Intelligence Department would also become an affiliate of the French Second Military Intelligence Agency because of this incident.

"No, I can't go, that will make my task impossible!"

In his heart, Lieutenant General Karonthor told himself this, especially during this position, in cooperation with the Second Military Intelligence Agency, he could learn more about it through his subordinates.

When Lieutenant General Picarlet fled to the Federation of China and became the senior research director of the "World Strategy Research Office", Charles de Gaulle mobilized some elite soldiers from the French Army Intelligence Department. When selecting personnel, Lieutenant General Karonthor arranged some of his own people to go to Charles de Gaulle's men.

Until today, he finally knew what the mission those people were carrying out. This was an officer under his command who was only loyal to him, who was sent by him to Charles de Gaulle to join the special forces of the French Military Intelligence Agency, which obviously imitated the "Devil's Journey".

"We went to the United States!"

Although Kalanthier's confidant did not directly explain what they did when they arrived in the United States, Kalanthier couldn't help but guess that the actions of these elite soldiers in the United States might be related to the assassination of Franklin Roosevelt.

As we all know, when President Wilson handles matters related to the Chinese Federation, he often listens to the opinions of Vice President Franklin Roosevelt. In particular, when the "European Joint Force" attempted to invade the Chinese Federation, the reason why the United States did not join was probably partly derived from the Vice President.

So today, the assassination of the Vice President may have an inseparable connection with the Chinese Federation. With this information in mind, Karonthor, the intelligence officer who had experienced World War I, became nervous.

He was not nervous about his safety, he was nervous about how the Chinese Federation would treat France.

Paris's "Paris has an appointment" is a licensed franchise store in Shanghai's "Paris has an appointment". The reason why this nightclub with erotic dance and jazz is popular in Paris is that in addition to the bold and erotic performance, there are two other nightclubs in Paris that cannot be followed.

"Blue**威" can be sold out blatantly here. The police in Paris don't know what kind of bewitching they are. They often turn a blind eye to what happens here. Even if it is a surprise inspection, no evidence can be found.

In addition, there is a "K song" system that has just become popular in Paris. Some people may ask, has the karaoke system been produced by the Chinese Federation?

Of course not. If you see the system in the private room, you will definitely laugh out loud. But in Paris at this time, this is one of the best entertainment facilities.

When night came, there were already long queues at the gate of Paris where there was an appointment. The bright neon lights decorated the entire building magnificently. Through the glass in the hall downstairs, you could hear the faint music and cheers from the inside.

From these voices, the people outside were already tempted to be impatient. Dancing and Blue** are loved by many young people in Paris. Although the latter's transactions are illegal, this is a private club, so it is not something that government staff can easily enter.

In addition, the bigwigs in Paris often regard this place as a place for their nightlife. As for the figures of high-ranking officials and nobles, they will not appear here easily, unless they have some of the trysts that they are not willing to let others know about.

The so-called "K song" box upstairs is the place where they meet.

Looking in from the double-layer soundproof glass on the first floor, you can see a variety of lighting facilities, which make it look like a fairyland on earth. A singer on the stage was singing, and the lights illuminate her clearly. There are two steel pillars standing in the darker places on both sides of the stage. When occasionally being illuminated by the rotating light, a nearly-than-thick pole dancer will flash there.

"It's such a mess, this is a bad place!"

Kalangser, who had already changed his coat in the dark outside, was still cautious. As his identity, he should not have appeared here. According to the French people's pursuit of Langman, unless he had more and ulterior motives with the singing lady.

"Hmph, a spy without bad habits is not a good spy. I really don't know which bastard thinks like this! If my identity appears here, it is very likely that others will be the handle for criticizing me!"

Of course, he knew very well that this was just a possibility. Even in the official terms, he could not have been criticized such as this because Picarl worked in the "World Strategy Research Office" of the Chinese Federation, which was enough to give the French government a headache.

The "K Song" box is on the second floor. Under the guidance of the waiter, he came to a gorgeous private room.

Perhaps in order not to quarrel with others, the whole house has good sound insulation measures. There is a small and bright circle of small lights that emit light red light, which emphasizes the burgundy walls.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, in addition to the catalog of popular songs sung by singers who have made radio media, there are also fine wines that have been iced in the ice cubes, as well as some chopped fruits and other snacks.

In addition, there are two microphones. But near the sofa, there is a rectangular object with small lamps that I don’t know what to do. There is also a row of keys with numbers nearby, which are obviously used to tell the control center what songs he needs to play on demand.

"Sir, please sit down, Miss Anna will come here later!"

"Okay, go!"

Karonthor sent the waiter away with some tips and looked at the song catalog in front of him curiously. It was not the first time he was here. While waiting, he ordered a few songs he liked.

Soon the waiter brought him the "k song" "tool", which were just some special tapes. The tape was just put into the player on the coffee table. The lyrics would be displayed in the blank transparent area of ​​the lower half of the tape. It was not projected onto a white piece of wall in front that acted as the screen wall.

Everyone may laugh. This "K-song" system is so primitive, but when the summer of 1924 just started, it was still the most advanced equipment in the entertainment industry at that time. Especially this "K-song" system, after the patents were registered in various countries, brought huge revenue to the Chinese Federation.

As the melodious accompaniment music sounded on the tape, Karonthus began to sing towards the microphone. Surprisingly, Karonthus would have a surprising, magnetic and emotional bass-like voice.

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There was an inconspicuous "cat eye" on the wall of the private room where Karonse was located. There was absolutely no way for people on the sofa to find such a hidden device. In the box next door, an agent from the French Military Intelligence Agency was standing on the sofa at this moment, using this "cat eye" to observe Lieutenant General Karonse sitting in the singing.

"It seems that this lieutenant general has a good voice, and it is hard to believe it. Did he come here just because of the lady's singing voice? I am afraid I can't believe the waiters, who actually told me that this lieutenant general has never had any evil behavior with the singer!"

Even with the cooperation of "Paris Agreement", the agent received the tip that Lieutenant General Karonthus had just given to the waiter. He was not interested in those small money, but wanted to know if there was any leaked information on the small money.

However, the prosecutor's results disappointed him so he also paid another tip to the waiter.

The agent sent by Charles de Gaulle, who was monitoring Lieutenant General Karonthus, was a little excited. He even guessed what kind of state the two people on the other side would be when the rain began.

However, to his disappointment, Lieutenant General Karonthus was really a singing enthusiast. Even after the singer arrived, they just politely kissed each other's cheeks, and the lieutenant general was just showing his singing voice.

"Is it really such a simple tryst? My God, how is this possible!"

When Lieutenant General Karonthir left here, he had already sent the information out without any danger. In fact, the digital code of the song he chose was the password of the information. Is there a simpler and safer way to transmit information like this?
Chapter completed!