Chapter 121 Killer Instinct
Chapter 121 Killer Instinct
"Wait! Humphrey!"
Suddenly, Mr. Harker seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and he seemed to have caught something.
He stared excitedly at Sir Humphrey who was about to leave.
Humphrey was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked back at him.
"The wizard, the German one."
At this time, Mr. Harker had stood up from his seat, walked excitedly to Humphrey, and pointed at a document in his hand.
"What's the matter, sir?"
"Didn't the Russians ask me to hand him over? Maybe we could trade it for something."
"In exchange for Russia sending troops to Syria? Sir, I think you think too highly of a wizard. What can he know?" Sir Humphrey said disapprovingly.
Today, the former Soviet Union has just disintegrated and Russia is in chaos. Even if the wizard really has some great information, will they still have the strength to fight a war?
"Tsk! Humphrey, you also have the common problems of civil servants." Mr. Hacker smiled and said: "The more chaotic the country is, the more it needs a foreign war. Victory is enough to heal all conflicts, especially attacking a country. Small country."
"Of course, as the host, we will also send troops to carry out necessary coordinated operations, and even provide necessary material support to friendly forces."
"Ahem! Sir, have you ever considered the Americans? They are in the spotlight now." Sir Humphrey still did not believe that the Russians would send troops.
He felt that the Prime Minister was taking things for granted.
Everyone can see that the United States is the only country in this world.
This is also the situation that the UK and the British Foreign Office least want to see.
They hope that the Soviet Union will not disintegrate more than the Soviet Union!
"Unless that wizard really knows something, top-secret information." Mr. Harker pondered slightly, and then his eyes fell on the phone on the table.
...
"Sir, this way please!"
In Sherlingford Prison, the warden is leading a kind of agent through various levels.
This reinforced concrete prison has a completely different internal structure from other prisons.
The first is its extensive use of glass in its architectural compartments.
I guess there is no privacy at all in a place like this.
The second is its "prison".
There is only one room.
"Sir, let me go in alone."
The cell nested in the mountain wall has no door at all...
It is connected up and down by a one-step elevator.
At this time, in the elevator, as the floors displayed were getting higher and higher, Mycroft suddenly spoke coldly.
Hearing the sound, Mr. Bond pondered slightly, and the record on the top secret list suddenly appeared in his mind.
The Mycroft in front of me is the brother of Euros, the only criminal in this prison.
It is human nature. Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort this very capable young man, the next second he remembered the cold words on the document.
The documents show that it was the brother Mycroft in front of him who sent his sister to prison.
"I don't want to use this word to describe her, but my sister, Orosi, she is really dangerous. One more person in her sight means more danger." Mycroft explained in a deep voice.
"Ding!"
At this moment, the elevator reached the top floor.
"Okay, Mycroft." Mr. Bond agreed to his request only for a moment.
After all, even one more person will not change the result in any way.
Then he whispered: "Be safe."
The two agents sent the wizard inside.
Mr. Bond patted Mycroft on the shoulder sympathetically before leaving.Then the other agents exited the cell on the top floor together.
The circular prison was blocked by a glass door, and a skylight was cut out of the rock above.
Of course, explosion-proof glass is also installed.
Bai Shuo's light illuminated the entire room pale.
On the other side of the glass, a little girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old was holding a book with an expressionless face and sitting upright on the edge of the bed.
"Long time no see, Orosi."
"I..."
Before Mycroft could open his mouth, his words were interrupted by Orosi.
"Want to know this man's identity, his secret?"
The girl's voice was still plain, so plain that it was scary.
Coupled with that indifferent face and eyes that barely blinked.
It's so heart-wrenching to look at.
Mycroft lowered his head slightly and glanced at the solid wooden box beside him.
"Oh! If you want to ask me how I know, that's too boring!"
"Mycroft, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are getting more and more stupid."
The girl's eyes moved from the book in her hand to Mycroft, and she said calmly: "What will you exchange for?"
"Sherlock is obsessed with detective games. He is looking for cases all over the world." Mycroft said to himself, and then took out a letter bag from the inner pocket of his jacket.
"His last few minor cases."
"boom!"
Inside the glass, Orosi closed the book and jumped down from the bed.
Then he walked slowly towards the glass door.
"Come closer and open it."
A thick electric sound came from the speaker on the wall, and Mycroft did not hesitate and immediately opened the 'coffin' at hand.
I saw a 30-year-old wizard lying in the 'coffin'.
His eyes were covered with a blindfold and his ears were covered with earplugs.The mouth was stuffed with a gag, and the fingers were nested in special metal gloves.
The whole person was tightly bound.
"Come closer." Orosi urged.
Hearing this, Mycroft frowned and pushed the wooden box closer, only a few inches away from the 'keep one foot' sign in front.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
Orosi actually crossed the non-existent layer of glass and reached out to hold the wizard's head.
This scene really frightened Mycroft, and he quickly backed away.
It was only then that he discovered that the so-called glass did not exist at all.
Electronic sounds, signs, and instructive language.All this gave him an illusion.Let him think there is a door ahead.
But actually that means nothing.
If the cage where she was held had no door, what about the person guarding her?
"They each have weaknesses."
"Someone's in it for the money."
"Someone's hands are not clean."
"Some people are even stupid enough to believe in religion."
"Mycroft, it's so easy to control them. It's so easy that you can do it too." Orosi's voice was still calm, but it was completely different to Mycroft's ears.
He only felt horrible, and the ghostly voice was like a snake gradually strangling his neck.
Every minute and every second, the feeling of restraint is getting doubled.
"Hoohoo!"
After a while, his breathing became rapid.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not interested in you." Orosi said.
Then the hand that was touching the wizard trembled slightly.
Very rarely, a smile suddenly flashed across her face.
The corners of his mouth slowly squirmed and he said one word: "Magic?!"
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