As the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire, Constantinople was originally a prosperous and wealthy place, but this thousand-year-old capital has long since lost its prosperity because of the civil war.It was not yet dark, and there were no pedestrians on the shores of the Golden Horn.Only a Roman young man in a black robe hurried across a bridge.He looked back from time to time, for fear that someone was following him.The young man stopped in front of an old house, and when he saw that there was no one around, he stepped in.He walked down a hallway to the end, ascended the stairs, climbed to the third floor, and stopped at the door of a room."
Tuk, tuk!
Tuk tuk!"
He used his finger and tapped lightly on the door.There was a "squeak" and the door opened.The door was opened by an old man with a slightly hunched back.He was a painter named Marlowe and was the owner of this house.When he saw the young man, he said enthusiastically, "Sadr, come in!"
The old man let Sadr into the house.At this time, there was a small man sitting at the table in the room, about forty years old.His name was Papandreou, and he was a mosaic technician in Constantinople.Sadr sat down, looked around, and asked, "Why hasn't Adrian come yet?"
I thought he was here early. ”Marlowe took out a pocket watch from his bosom and looked at it, and said to himself, "He agreed to arrive at 6:15."
Come on, he'll be there in two minutes!"
Papandreou sat silently and smoked a cigarette on his own.Sadr impatiently slapped the smoke from Papandreou with his hand a few times, frowned and said, "It's really choking!"
Papandreou was indifferent, took another puff of his cigarette, and then said to Sadr, "Sadr, you don't understand, this is a good thing that our empire got from South America, there is a way to be a cigarette after the fact, and it is a ...... of living immortals" From this Papandreou's words, it can be seen that his true identity is not so simple, the empire he said is obviously not the Eastern Roman Empire where they are located, in this time and space, the empire that can get tobacco is only the British Empire established by Li Lu.......
Marlowe looked at the two guests and said apologetically, "Please understand each other!"
I should have opened the window to let in some fresh air.But it's cold, and there's no wood for the fireplace......"
Marlowe said when there was a knock at the door.As soon as the door opened, a tall, middle-aged man entered.As soon as he entered the house, he closed the door casually.It can be seen that this is a quick reaction, brave and decisive person.His black eyes sparkled.He nodded to the three men in the room, and then said to his master as if he had given an order, "Please lock the door."
I mean, lock, not close!"
Marlowe complied, took out a key, fiddled with it a few times, locked the door from the inside, and placed the key on the table.This middle-aged man who has just entered the door is the Adrian race that everyone is looking forward to.He was the head of the British intelligence service in Constantinople, and his direct leader was He Zhihua, and these people were the backbone of the Jinyi Guards in Constantinople.Adriansai glanced at everyone and said with a serious expression: "Brothers, our meeting must end today before eight o'clock, otherwise, as soon as Anastasias's patrol enters the streets, we will not be able to get out!"
At this point, he looked at Papandreo and asked, "Papandreo, our own men will soon be in the city, can we carry out our plan to start an uprising of craftsmen?"
Papandreou took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Yes!
It seems to be fine!"
Adrian sneered and said, "Seems to be fine?
You're very accurate.In fact, there is a loophole in this plan.This loophole can wipe us out at any time!"
Adrian said this, and everyone stared at him in amazement.Adrian looked around with a sharp gaze, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and said, "I received an urgent document, which was sent by the boss at risk, you take turns to read it!"
When the three of them read the note, their lips trembled in amazement, and they didn't know what to say.Adrian struck a match, burned the note, and said solemnly, "Everyone should know how serious the problem is."
The leader received information and said that there was a traitor among the four of us, that is, that there was a traitor among the four of us.He told the Grand Eunuch Saynsner of the detailed plans for the capture of Constantinople by our men in conjunction with our men in the uprising, and as soon as we moved, the enemy would lay a net and wipe us out.You see, this plan is only known to the four of us.Who betrayed us?
Further investigation is underway from above.I think it won't take long to find out.Well, to make a long story short, for the safety of our brethren, we need to get rid of the scourge and rid us of the moles that are hiding among us before the enemy acts!
Do you agree?"
The leader of Adrian said was none other than the senior leader of the Blue Party, a great nobleman and businessman of the Eastern Roman Empire, and He Zhihua, whose Roman name was dos Santos.Papandreou nodded and said, "It has to be done!"
With that, he lit another cigarette and took a sharp puff.Marlowe asked in a low voice, "Adrian Sai, Feng Zhicai, what method do you use to solve this problem?"
Adrian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Marlowe, "Marlo, we are now in the belly of the Romans, please call my Roman name Adrian Say......"
After speaking, he looked at the three people silently, and after a long while, he said slowly: "This is indeed a difficult problem."
But this traitor who betrayed the empire must be eliminated.Sadr, are you a traitor?"
Sadr jumped up in fright at his sudden question, and said in a loud voice: "No!
No!
I'm not a traitor!"
Adriancy asked Marlowe again: "Is it you, old painter?"
Marlowe blushed and said angrily, "How could it be me?"
Adriansay asked Papandreou again: "Well, that's you!"
Papandreou puffed on his cigarette and said, "No, I will never be a traitor!"
Adrian pointed to his chest and said, "None of the three of you are traitors, so I'm the only one who is a traitor?"
Of course, I wouldn't be a traitor.If I were a traitor, I wouldn't have to bring this letter to you, but I would have taken you to myself as soon as possible!"
Papandreou said, "Yes, that makes sense!"
Marlowe and Sadr said in unison, "We believe in you.You will never be a traitor!"