C2393 Phantom Sunflower Group

The art of espionage was an extremely dark and secret art. It was like a bottomless abyss, where ordinary people were unable to see through it.

The CIA system that Xiao Letian had personally set up had borrowed the experiences of many future generations who had succeeded, and its complexity had far surpassed that of this era.

Take the CIA's branch in Europe, the Central Pluto Friendly Foundation for example. On the surface, this financial institution was set up in accordance with the structure of the Ryukyu Headquarters.

There were two departments in the Foundation: Public and Dark. There was a charity organization for outsiders, an evaluation unit for scholarships for overseas Chinese students, and a department for image promotion. There was also the Swallow Group led by Fang Guan.

The Dark Group was very mysterious. After years of hard work, the Foundation had planted spy lines throughout Europe, each one marked with an ancient Chinese character from the East.

Every line was independent, and there was no exchange of information between the lines. There were even war relations between the lines.

Many of the spies did not even know that their boss was a Chinese foundation. Most of them just assumed that they were serving the powerful countries or big powers in Europe.

No one could find the root of the foundation, because all information was transmitted on a one-way basis, with an individual as the node. No one knew more than the two nodes closest to them, and no one knew more.

Once a team was exposed and caught by the dogs of a powerful European country, they could immediately cut off the enemy's arms and legs and cut off a certain node. Then, the investigation would naturally be unable to continue.

In recent years, it was not as if there had not been any hidden spies sent to the English and French or other countries, but unfortunately, the closest nodes were all composed of Europeans, and the ones that were actually controlled by the Chinese had never been discovered.

King Yi was very confident and proud of the power of his Foundation. However, reality had given him a huge slap today. The sudden report from the British Sunflower Group had enraged him.

Today, only four days had passed since the rebellion in Dublin, and only three days had passed since the impeachment vote, so the request for an assassination sent by those madmen in Rangers, was only five days ago.

Five days ago, Xiang Ying's subordinates secretly met with the King Yi and sent him the shocking news. The Rangers was about to make a move against the Tongzhi Emperor.

At that time, King Yi did not give a clear answer, he had only expressed his willingness to consider.

The enmity between the Qing Dynasty and the Sky Nation could not be washed away. The slaughter between the two sides superimposed layer upon layer of hatred. The Sky Kingdom would massacre the cities whenever they saw the Manchu, and the Qing Dynasty would then massacre the cities under the control of the Sky Kingdom.

Regardless of whether it was men, women, children, high or low, all the enemies were to be killed, and after the King Yi's army was defeated, if not for his substitutes under his command, he would have been the one to be executed.

In his dreams, mountains of corpses and seas of blood were all dark and bloody. His childhood companions all died under the blade of the Qing Dynasty, and one by one, the fathers and elders of his hometown were burned to death by the Qing Dynasty. His young lover was insulted by the beasts, and even the children of his clan were not able to escape the blade soldiers …

The King Yi had told Xiao Letian that changing your name before was akin to reincarnation, changing it to Shi Yi. The name meant forgetting all your past grudges, and becoming an old rich man at peace. As for saving China, that would be up to Xiao Letian to deal with.

He thought he could put it down, but how could something like hatred be put down just by changing its name? This so-called indifference was like being in a foreign land. He was surrounded by a strange environment to divert his attention.

During the day he might have been able to forget everything in his busy work, but in the lonely night he could not sleep at all without the anesthetic of alcohol, and the demons of hatred came to him almost every day.

Especially after he heard the news of the Emperor of Tongzhi's visit, it was as if grass had grown in his heart. The closer the Emperor of the Tataru got to Europe, the heavier the pain in his heart became.

When he saw Ai Xinjueluozaichun at the pier with his own eyes, at that moment, he almost rushed out and smashed the head of the Tataru with a palm.

With King Yi's great skills, as long as he was willing to die, no one would be able to stop him!

The King Yi held back at the critical moment, because he understood the big plan that the Xiao brothers had in mind. He understood that the rise of the Chinese clan would need to make use of the Tongzhi Emperor for the time being.

But who would have thought that Xiang Ying, this brat, would actually play even more wildly than him, and actually come out with a set of detailed plans to assassinate Tongzhi and blame it on France and Russia.

With that, the hay in King Yi's heart was set on fire, the urge to kill surged through his mind. With the addition of the atmosphere of the Dublin's uprising, after the King Yi's spy ship left the Sea of Dublin, he was determined to help Xiang Ying finish his plan.

Under the orders of the King Yi, countless spies from the Foundation began to take action. From selecting killers, to choosing the location, to the entire assassination process, countless professionals were secretly calculating.

If everything went well, the entire preparatory work would be completed within a month and a half, and the exact time for the operation would be decided on a certain day within two and a half months.

In other words, Tongzhi at most would live to the end of this year, and he would not see the light of dawn in 1870!

However, they never expected that in broad daylight, just five days later, the deeply buried Sunflower Group in London would send a report of their actions to their superiors without any warning.

King Yi was stupefied. The f * cking Sunflower Group had actually taken action on their own, selecting all the killers and even formulating a detailed assassination plan.

"Damn it!" Who started this Sunflower Group? When did I give such orders? The killer got the telegram in Canada three months ago.

"Who gave you the authority? I, your father, am actually raising an ingrate? Paul... Is it you! Answer me, is it you! Other than you, who else has the authority to do so? "

"Including you, Pierre, you came to Europe before the envoy. Three months ago, you were already here. Did you get involved?"

"Tell me honestly …" Otherwise, neither of you will leave this room alive! "

With a crisp smack, King Yi's right claw forcefully shattered an entire bottle of the strong red wine!