In the dark basement, the old man who was the director of Cyric personally held a torch and walked along the somewhat damp passage to the end.
Here, there was an old wooden door. He reached out and pushed it open. A middle-aged man was already waiting in the room.
Seeing someone coming in, the middle-aged man stood up, bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Sir! You are here."
The old man waved his hand to indicate that the other party would not be polite, and then asked a little eagerly: "How did you go about doing what you were told to do?"
"Sir, this matter is not easy to handle." The middle-aged man reported with some anxiety: "It is not that easy to assassinate such a person."
"I know, of course I know it's not easy. If it were easy, could you let me personally take care of it?" The old man hung the torch on the wall and found a slightly clean place to sit down.
The middle-aged man reported the latest progress of the matter: "According to our investigation, this Mr. Tang is no longer in Bunas. He has now gone to Long Island."
Originally, Tang Mo lived in the compound of Datang Group, and the security forces were heavily fortified, making it difficult to move around.
Now, he went directly to Dragon Island, to the safer and more closed lair, which made it even harder to attack.
Of course the old man knew that Tang Mo had gone to Long Island. He even heard that Tang Mo was transporting a large amount of money to Long Island: "This is no longer a secret."
However, what he didn't know was that his news was actually wrong. What Tang Mo was transporting was not gold coins, but...gold!
With some regret, the middle-aged man nodded and answered: "Yes, sir, but we don't have any informants on Dragon Island at all. It seems to be a blank place, and we don't have any nails there at all."
As an old craftsman, someone who has been walking in the shadows all year round, he is very confident in his profession.
It's a pity that when facing his colleagues from the Datang Group, he always has an inexplicable and suffocating feeling of being passively beaten and unable to fight back.
His people would always be caught inexplicably, and his actions would be disrupted by the enemy in advance. The mysterious organization called Silver Fox was like a nightmare that lingered around him.
"So, how long will it take for you to get to Dragon Island?" Thinking of the man named Tang Mo who made him sleepless and sleepless, the old director always had the urge to kill him.
That man knocked the Cyric Empire into the dust, and even stepped on it a few times! This was simply a shame and a shame, and it was simply sworn hatred!
If it's just humiliation, then forget it. The key is money! Money! Everyone is looking for food in the field of arms. Taking away people's money is like killing their parents!
The middle-aged man thought carefully and came up with a more realistic time: "A few months is not enough, I estimate it will take a year..."
After hearing this statement, the old man was stunned, and then suddenly looked at his confidants, half shocked and half angry: "Are you kidding me? I'm not asking you to assassinate Tang Mo, I'm just asking you to find a way to enter Dragon Island.
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"We arranged for manpower, but they were all found out." The middle-aged man explained helplessly: "The loss was huge. Many old guys were lost there. No one is alive and no one is dead."
Seeing that his immediate superior did not speak, he continued to add: "Ordinary people cannot trust this level of placement, and our own people can easily be found out! So it is very difficult to operate."
"Are they all gods? I can't even put a nail in?" Hearing his loyal subordinate say this, the old man was also a little discouraged.
He knows the abilities of his men. If it were an ordinary task, he would have completed it by this time.
It is obvious that the prevention work of Datang Group is very meticulous. It does not look like a newly rising force at all, but more like some old coins who have become sophisticated and have laid out a line of defense for a long time.
This is due to Tang Mo's advanced intelligence management and intelligence personnel training system. Compared with those ancient spies, modern intelligence personnel are naturally more professional and powerful.
"We had a person go to Long Island before. After entering, the management was very strict and nothing could be discussed or found." The middle-aged man talked about the only case of a lucky success.
"We've only been here a few days, and people are already suspecting us. Our people are the most powerful in this area, and they sensed the danger in advance..." Although what he said was not very detailed, you could still hear the critical moment.
feel it out.
As he spoke, he took out some reports: "He later smuggled himself back and brought back some news, some of which was already out of date."
"Tell me about it." The old man did not take the papers, but directly ordered.
The middle-aged man put away those reports that were as valuable as gold and continued: "He said that the other party has laid a railway on Dragon Island. There are also huge oil refineries, steel plants, and shipyards on Dragon Island..."
The other party only stayed there for a few days, and it was impossible for him to investigate some in-depth information, so what he provided was only what he saw.
So he could only see the bright lights in Dragon City, the sailboats blocking the sky outside the port, and the chimneys like concrete forests.
As for the real secrets hidden beneath the prosperity, this kind of superficial intelligence investigation cannot discover them, nor can they be seen just by looking at them.
It's like people only feel that the cars they buy are getting smoother, more powerful, and larger in interior space, but they don't immediately realize how many scientific researchers are behind these technological advances.
of hard work.
"I can make a rough guess with just a casual guess." The old man said with some pain. Only he knows how much money he spends to raise these secrets. This kind of expensive investment must be exchanged for corresponding returns.
of return.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But now, such a return does not seem to be equal! He invested too much money in dark corners, but all he got were these useless things in front of him.
As long as he does some casual research, he can find out similar information: how much steel has been sent to Long Island from various places recently, and how much other raw materials have been sent there.
If he is willing to spend more money, he can even find out the approximate total immigrant population of Long Island. Although it is not that accurate, he can get a rough value.
The middle-aged man smiled helplessly: "So this is just some outdated news that is of little use."
Suddenly he realized that his attitude would chill the hearts of the dark men, so the old man immediately corrected him: "No! It's quite useful... At least we now know that the construction of Dragon Island is no worse than that of Bunas."
Got it!"
"Since we are on land and cannot pose a threat to Bunas, it seems easier for us to make a fuss near Dragon Island." He thought for a moment and planned to make a desperate move if necessary.
Obviously, if Bunas is to be moved, the Kingdom of Wright, the Kingdom of Dorne, the Kingdom of Susas, and Beiling, which almost wears the same trousers as the Tang Dynasty, will all become obstacles.
Even if there is a chance to directly attack Bunas, Beiling will immediately send troops for reinforcements regardless of the cost. This is obviously not easy to succeed.
Because even if it is known that the security forces of the Datang Group are not large in number, but there are many troops in Beiling, Cyric will definitely not be able to gain any advantage in the fight.
But Dalong Island is different. As long as we can deceive the Datang Group's maritime power near Long Island, we can obviously gain a local advantage by making a sudden landing.
Transporting thousands of people to land in one go, and then launching a surprise attack at any cost to destroy some of the Datang Group's facilities on the island... This is definitely a plan that can be tried.
The more the old man thought about it, the more he felt that this plan made sense, and a cold smile even appeared on his face.
He is a smiling tiger, and naturally the most dangerous time is when he laughs.
The confidant on the side lowered his voice and asked: "Are you going to take action against Long Island?"
"Not yet! The time has not come yet!" The old man smiled and waved his hands, unwilling to admit what he was thinking.
The middle-aged man then continued to ask: "Then what should we do now? It seems not easy to assassinate Tang Mo."
"Since it is not easy to assassinate him, we will repeat the same trick and kill the people around him first, so that he will fall into panic and lose his capable helpers..." The old man touched his beardless chin and changed his plan.
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The middle-aged man sneered and asked: "I am familiar with this matter... kill... who?"
"Kill... Earl of North Ridge, Ronin Alice!" The old man recalled a circle of names, and finally chose the target he thought was the best.
"She? Why did you kill her?" The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect it, and asked with some surprise and confusion.
The old man explained: "She is Tang Mo's woman. Killing her will create panic in Tang Mo! Moreover, Beiling's status has always been very special. If she dies, it will bring changes in many aspects."
He believes that it is necessary to let his subordinates understand his own ideas, which will improve the other party's understanding of the mission and also increase the success rate of the operation.
That kind of tactic of just waving your hand and saying, don't ask so many questions, and the mountain man only has clever tricks and other tricks, will only make your subordinates confused and miss many precious opportunities.
"Killing her will deepen the conflict between the Wright Kingdom and the Datang Group. The rich Beiling does not belong to the Datang Group, and the Wright side will definitely not be willing to give up this piece of fat..." The old man's eyes showed a cold light.
"So, Beiling is likely to become a trigger, an opportunity to seduce Datang Group and the Wright Kingdom into enmity!" As he spoke, the old man smiled and clenched his fists: "I don't believe that Wright VII is against Beiling.
