Chapter 1044: Strict investigation must be carried out
The colonial garrison that had not appeared for a long time appeared on the streets of Hargeisa due to the incident of Duncan Tuyile, allowing local residents to experience what it feels like to be in a world of ice and fire. Martial law also brought chaos, and criminals took the opportunity to come out.
Do evil.
During the chaos, conflicts broke out in the city, and many people joined in. The fight was over, and people were happy. There was no real reason for the fight. But many people's relatives and friends were deeply affected by the disaster.
The chaos was soon limited to repairing a few houses destroyed by fire, replacing broken windows, and moving the garbage accumulated in the city's central square to the swamp, making the swamp disappear even more quickly.
Merchants, who had closed their shops for several hours for fear of looting, were now making up for lost time. They opened their shops early the next day and raised prices.
The supply was restored, but it had never really been interrupted. Nothing could change. Nothing had changed.
Believing that after a period of time, nothing will remind people of what they have experienced. They remain silent, hoping to forget it. Based on past experience, they know that all stability is false.
No one can tell when an equally unreasonable and equally brief conflict will break out again, giving the loser a chance to win.
In this way, everyone will be able to recall the time they have experienced in the future, although no one knows what they are recalling.
Along with the open-top jeep, the body of Duncan, the Minister of Commonwealth Affairs, who came to Somaliland in high spirits, was sent to the morgue of the military hospital. Don’t think it is easy. Although Hargeisa is the colonial capital, there are not many people who can handle assassination.
The hospital and resuscitation are not necessary, they just give Duncan a temporary place to stay while he waits for his return to China.
There were two wounds on the corpse. There was no need to carefully distinguish the fatal injuries. Whether it was the head or the chest, a penetrating wound was enough to be fatal. At best, the minister passed away peacefully and there should be no long-term pain.
Outside the silent morgue door, there was a series of crisp footsteps. Alan Wilson appeared in the morgue wearing a purple mask that had always been very coquettish. He didn't want to do this, but Hedy Lamarr wore this kind of mask.
Color masks.
He took off his mask and put a cigar in his mouth. He flicked his other hand and lit the cigar with a metallic crunching sound. Alan Wilson puffed out the smoke and bent down to look at it for a moment. "Something is not very decent and cannot be allowed.
Will the minister leave peacefully?"
"The conditions are limited. There are no morticians in Somaliland." Evans did not dare to take a look at the corpse with his immediate superior. After all, the current appearance was indeed unbearable. "I don't know what the current situation is in the country."
"What can happen? The sensational news in newspapers, it is hard to say that there are any changes in other aspects." Alan Wilson commented indifferently, "In the final analysis, he is just a minister. Although he inherited Mr. Churchill's connections,
This connection has now disappeared with his death."
Evans did not speak. He felt that his immediate boss was too understated and asked hesitantly, "What should we do now? Continue martial law or not?"
Alan Wilson threw away his cigar and stepped on it. He pondered for a moment and said, "There must be an explanation as to whether any evidence has been found, otherwise it will appear that the local colonial government is too incompetent."
"There are only two bullet casings, cigarette butts and an old-fashioned military uniform." Evans frowned. It is difficult to say that this is conclusive evidence. Apart from that, nothing is found. Once the country investigates?
"That's good." Alan Wilson breathed a sigh of relief, "If nothing else happens, people from China will transport the minister's body back soon, and the investigation will follow. I believe we won't be kept waiting too long.
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"What about the Independence Ceremony?" Evans was a little confused, but his immediate boss found his backbone here.
"In principle, Somaliland's independence will continue. Tell Egal, Rasman and others about the difficulties we are facing now." Alan Wilson said lightly, "We will not accuse the local residents before there is conclusive evidence.
The fact that there is some harm reassures the two of them, and other matters can be discussed."
The trusteeship period has expired, and Somaliland's imminent independence is such an important matter that it cannot be terminated just because of the death of a minister. Otherwise, where will the authority of the United Nations be? In short, things that need to be done still need to be done.
"Wait for domestic processing." Putting on the coquettish purple mask, Alan Wilson turned around and returned the same way. He was absolutely sad. After all, he was a British minister, but as an upright adult man, he could not show such sadness.
Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him and remains unchanged, this is also what he pursues.
An important cabinet minister was killed in the street in the colonial capital, and Alan Wilson was not exempt from the blame. He imprisoned himself with Hedy Lamarr as punishment for himself.
This is the real life. From now on, the quietness, tranquility, sweetness, and peace that you like will become a prelude to death, or worse, a prelude to lies.
"Your wife will definitely come. She cannot remain indifferent to such a big thing." Hedy Lamarr, who was like a pendant attached to a man, still hadn't gotten over the lingering fear of the day, with a trace of panic on her face.
, "If she loves you, she will come right away."
"Actually, it's not necessary." Alan Wilson doesn't pay much attention to this kind of thing. After all, men and women have different ideas. "There are always various accidents in life. Anyway, I don't care about this kind of thing.
I have a wife and children, and you as my companions, so I don’t have much fear of death.”
Reaching out and pinching the man in protest, Hedy Lamarr stared into Alan Wilson's eyes, muttering with tears in her eyes, "You are amazing, you are noble, you are fearless, but you must also consider other people's thoughts. It really happened."
I will be sad about you."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this time in the UK, the news of the death of Commonwealth Minister Duncan has been reported. Earlier, at the cabinet meeting, the Prime Minister and the ministers were shocked, and
It was immediately decided to launch an investigation and at the same time notify the Churchill family and Duncan's own widow.
The British mainland passenger plane took off immediately, and at the same time, Alan Wilson's wife and sister-in-law, Ms. Pamela Mountbatten and Princess Margaret, also came together.
Hedy Lamarr's estimate was a bit conservative, and even Alan Wilson himself was surprised. Under such circumstances, the princess came to Somaliland? It was still too impulsive! Love brain attack?
The family and Duncan's widow came to Hargeisa. Churchill's daughter Sarah also saw her husband's body.
"Where is the murderer?" Sarah asked with red eyes, "My husband was killed in the street. What were you doing at that time?"
"What are you talking about?" Princess Margaret was reluctant upon hearing this and defended her brother-in-law, "No one wants something like this to happen. There is no point in blaming him now."
This is the wrong thing to say. Alan Wilson is very willing to have this kind of thing happen. With more than 4 billion pounds of overseas assets, let alone a minister, even a prime minister, he dares to give it a try.
"We found two bullet casings and some evidence, and also arrested some suspects, but currently there is not much evidence to identify the criminals." Alan Wilson, who knew that the real criminal had long since disappeared, told lies with his eyes open and told the objective story of the current situation.
Difficulties in conditions, concern of international public opinion, everything should be considered from a long-term perspective.
"Don't talk about these things for now, as long as you are safe." Pamela Mountbatten looked relieved. Seeing that her husband was safe and sound, she didn't want to care about other things.
"You...and Her Royal Highness the Princess don't need to come at all. Go and have a good rest first." Alan Wilson touched his wife's cheek and comforted softly, "She must have not had a good rest. Don't be so panicked in the future."
"Do you still want the future?" Pamela Mountbatten murmured softly, clutching her husband's arm tightly and not letting go.
As for investigating the cause of the minister's death and identifying suspects, people from MI6 will naturally do it.
Hargeisa was under curfew, and it was quiet at night, but many people still couldn't sleep and were busy with a series of follow-up reactions.
Duncan's widow has followed his body and returned to London immediately. It is estimated that there will be some reports about his glorious life. This is the world. Often when a person dies, all his shortcomings disappear and everyone becomes respected.
Great man.
After communicating with London, Alan Wilson got the consensus that the process of Somaliland's independence will continue. Of course, who assassinated Duncan also needs to be investigated together. The withdrawal of British troops may have to be postponed, and Somaliland is about to usher in a new era.
Nominally independent, but British troops will not withdraw for the time being.
This is a compromise, but it is also the most realistic at the moment. Alan Wilson asked whether another minister could replace Duncan to preside over Somaliland's independence ceremony. For example, if Foreign Secretary Macmillan had time.
This suggestion received no reply. Obviously, ministers seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in high-risk areas. It is certain that Duncan's death will deal a heavy blow to the Churchill family's power in the Conservative Party.
The dead are dead, but for the living, life will continue. With a heavy heart, Alan Wilson inherited the minister's legacy and officially declared Somaliland's independence from Britain a few days later.
After good communication and mutual understanding, Egal and Rasman, who were promoted to president and prime minister, announced that they would launch an investigation into the assassination of the British minister. The British troops stationed in Somaliland will not evacuate until the results of the investigation are concluded.
Stability in Somaliland.
Immediately, 35 countries, including a certain major country, announced their recognition of Somaliland's independence, adding one more member to the United Nations.
"Involving the military?" Alan Wilson held up the preliminary investigation report. "This result is not what London wants. If it is handed over, such a hasty judgment may not be suitable for publication."