Chapter two hundred and sixty first with bad intentions
Shuvanov quietly wiped the dagger in his hand, as if this coldly shining weapon was the most beautiful woman receiving his gentle caress.
At this time, no one dared to disturb Shuvanov, not even his favorite mistress. Someone once disturbed him without realizing it, and he turned into a cold corpse.
"How is the investigation going?"
When Shuvanov finally spoke, the low pressure surrounding him finally disappeared, and the cautious subordinates around him quickly replied:
"We initiated some connections and initially found out what happened."
"According to the files of the Bucharest Police Headquarters and the confessions of relevant witnesses, the assassination of Sir Thomas Edwards is exactly the same as the circumstances reported by Count Speranski, and there is no discrepancy."
Shuvanov raised his head and glanced at this man, making him tremble a little with fright. However, Shuvanov did not express much and began to quietly wipe the dagger in his hand. For a while, the atmosphere became stagnant again.
"Where are the people around Speransky? Is there a problem?"
"...According to our investigation, no problems have been found for the time being, and everything is consistent with Count Speransky's report..."
"Damn it!"
Shuvanov suddenly stuck the dagger heavily on the table and said angrily: "Then what have you found out these days?"
His poor subordinates immediately did not dare to say anything, but they were definitely unconvinced. The reason was also very simple. It was Shuvanov who ordered them to investigate and gave the direction of the investigation, but now there is nothing.
It was found out that he was the one who was angry. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?
Anyway, Shuvanov's subordinates dared not speak out in anger, and all of them lowered their heads for fear of offending Shuvanov.
"Get out! Get out of here! They're all trash!"
Shuvanov drove away his subordinates impatiently and seemed very irritable because he was actually under a lot of pressure.
As the villain in the third film, Shuvanov's background is very ordinary, he is just a down-and-out little nobleman, the kind whose whole family is starving but still has to hold his head high and his nostrils in the air to tell others that he is noble.
It's just that the title of nobility cannot be used as a living. Shuvanov had to join the third film to do the dirty work to get to his current status step by step. During this period, he did a lot of big things and offended a lot of people.
Being targeted by the enemy, he almost died.
In order to save his life and climb higher, he had to seek refuge with a certain high-ranking official. Although this high-ranking official did not have a high official position in the court and did not even control the real power department, he was in the mind of Nicholas I.
His status was quite aloof, almost the interpreter of Nicholas I's spiritual will.
This dignitary had a request for Shuvanov. He hoped that he would go all out to prove that Count Speransky failed in his work. It would be better to prove that the assassination was not an accident at all, but a long-planned conspiracy.
To be honest, when Shuvanov first received this task, he was a little confused. Because as far as he knew, there was no conflict of interest between the nobleman and Count Speransky, nor was there any past grudges, or even eight generations of ancestors.
None of them got red-faced and cursed.
But why was he suddenly asked to take action against Count Speransky?
Shuvanov resisted this task, not because he admired Alexei, but because he was most afraid of being involved in this kind of unclear hatred, because if he was not careful, he would not be the only one to be implicated.
, his wife, children, and children all had to be buried with him.
But Shuvanov also knew that the noble man's request could not be refused, because the grass on the grave of the last fool who refused the noble man without understanding was already three feet high.
Shuvanov knew that he had to complete this task no matter what, otherwise he would die. However, the difficulty of this task was indeed beyond his expectation.
He originally thought that Alexei's case would be easy to find. He had seen many similar aristocrats. He was not sanctimonious on the surface, but was actually full of evil. Moreover, there were some unexplained cases in the assassination of Sir Thomas Edwards.
There doesn’t need to be too much space, just a little bit of effort and you’ll be done.
But what Shuvanov didn't expect was that what he thought was a simple thing was actually not simple at all. He knew the abilities of his subordinates, and they were all good at investigating cases and finding loopholes, and they were as casual as flies.
Cracked eggs can be found.
But they actually said that no loopholes were found. What does this mean? It means that either Count Speransky is also an old scumbag who knows this very well, otherwise it is impossible to make a flaw perfectly; or it means that what this stupid young Count said is all the truth.
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No matter which possibility it was, it was extremely difficult for Shuvanov. That's why he became furious. But this anger came and went quickly, and Shuvanov knew very well that anger had no effect on him.
It has no effect and will only interfere with his judgment and prevent him from making the right decision.
"Prepare the car, I have to go out!"
No one dares to ask Shuvanov where he is going, because if he wanted to tell you, he would have told you. When he doesn't tell you, don't ask. If you ask, you will be asking for trouble.
Shuvanov looked at the person in front of him up and down, and asked uncertainly: "Are you Porfiry? It seems that your life was pretty good!"
The so-called Porfiry was a short, fat man. The fat on his face would weigh a whole pot if cut off, and the fat on his body was swaying as if it would fall off at any time.
It's just that this guy who looks disgusting is actually even more disgusting behind the scenes. He is also a secret agent of the third Russian film. He has been rooted in Bucharest and has been operating there for more than ten years. He has become a complete Wallachia.
Almost everyone thought he was 100% Wallachian.
It’s just that he is not, but an out-and-out polar bear. However, the confidentiality level of an agent at his level is very high, and even Alexey is not qualified to know his existence. This time, the nobleman wanted to solve Alexey’s problem.
Thank you for throwing out such a top secret agent.
The wretched fat man Porfi looked at Shuvanov expressionlessly, and said in a businesslike manner: "The secret code for joints is correct, what are the orders from above?"
Shuvanov still looked at the fat man in front of him curiously. He really couldn't imagine what such a fat man could do. Seeing him struggling to walk like this, was he really a top spy installed in Bucharest?
"Hurry up! I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!" Porfiry urged impatiently. "If you don't say anything, I'm leaving!"