Chapter 977 The Root of Tragedy (Third update, please subscribe)
In the early morning, as usual, Hagens ate in the fixed restaurant after morning exercise. While he was having breakfast, A man sat in front of him, looked up, and Hagens asked.
"Have you eaten? If not..."
"Waiter, a simple meal."
Li Mingjie said while waiting for the service to serve the meal.
"There is a task that you need to perform."
While speaking, he put the document bag on the table and pushed it to Hagens.
"To create an accident."
"I know, what kind of mission is this time?"
"He triggered a sensitive point."
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The simple answer made Hagens nod. Just like the last mission, they have been performing similar missions here in the past few years.
What kind of mission is this?
Monitor and execute, in a specific area, their people have set up "sensitive points" there
As long as someone touches the sensitive point, their every word and deed will be someone Under surveillance, every sound he made was heard, and every move he made was carefully observed.
If necessary, the next step is to clear it.
And Hagens is the "razor", a "razor" that specializes in shaving off potential threats.
After the waiter served breakfast, Hagens started looking through the information.
"A doctor?"
"Is there a problem?"
Shaking his head, Hagens continued to look at the information and formulate a plan of action in his mind.
For him, this is just a job, and the doctor in the photo is just the object of his work.
What kind of accident should be created?
"What brand of cigarettes is he smoking?"
"South Sea Camel,"
Nodding, Hagens said.
"Okay, I understand."
......
In the afterglow of the afternoon, Hagens slowly walked into the clinic. Although there are few European patients like him in the clinic, Dr. Mahathir still seems very enthusiastic about the visits of European patients.
"Good afternoon, sir, how can I help you?"
Because he studied in the UK, Mahathir spoke with a standard London accent.
"Hello, doctor."
Hagens walked forward with a forced smile on his face. He coughed slightly, and then said:
"I feel I feel a little uncomfortable, maybe because I got caught in the rain while traveling.”
It turned out to be a foreign tourist.
Mahathir nodded and motioned for him to sit down. Then, he skillfully took out a stethoscope from the drawer and began to examine Hagens.
The moment the doctor examined him, Hagens' hand quietly reached out to the doctor's table. His movements were quick and subtle. When his fingers touched the cigarette box, he stuffed a cigarette that had been prepared long ago into it.
The whole process was completed in just an instant. Mahathir, who was focused on the examination, was unaware of it. Soon, the diagnosis and treatment was over, and the results were obvious.
"Sir, you are not sick. It may be because you are too tired from traveling. My suggestion is that you take a good rest for two days."
"Doctor, thank you. I I will take a good rest as you suggested."
Hagens stood up and said.
As he turned to leave toward the door, he glanced at the doctor again. With his departure, silence returned to the clinic. Mahathir was still immersed in his investigative work. When he was looking at the birth data, he reached into the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said to himself.
"Our fertility rate has actually dropped by 70%. This is definitely abnormal. This is definitely a conspiracy. With precious blessing, I discovered it..."
While speaking, Ma Hatier was reading the information and smoking a cigarette. As soon as he smoked the cigarette, he felt something strange in his body. Before he could figure out what was going on, he fell down. About half an hour later, an ambulance arrived in a hurry, and Mahathir, who had lost consciousness, was carried on a stretcher.
And Hagens was sitting outside the coffee shop opposite, reading the newspaper and looking at the clinic opposite. This was exactly the result he was waiting for.
Compared to causing a car accident, which is the crude and simple method of manipulating cars, Hagens prefers to use hidden methods, such as poisoning.
Poisoning has always been a technical job. How to take the target's life and make his body pass the toxicology test safely is definitely a skill.
Fortunately, Hydra and the Secret Intelligence Service have very good technology in this area, and some of the drugs they have developed can easily achieve this goal.
That’s why Hagens’ trip to the clinic was just for the purpose of poisoning. Looking at the ambulance going away, Hagens first checked his watch, then rolled up the newspaper, stood up and left.
Just a few hours later, Mahathir died of a sudden heart attack in a local hospital.
This is just an accident. After all, people are always born, old, sick and die!
Until his death, he did not know that some secrets could not be touched. Once touched, the price must be death.
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"Sooner or later it will still be exposed."
In the office of the director of the Secret Intelligence Service, the middle-aged man sitting in front of Cheng Pengan reported.
"After all, sometimes data cannot be hidden from people. In the past few years, the fertility rate of local people has dropped too fast. These data will always arouse some people's curiosity."
" Well, I know,"
Cheng Peng'an nodded and said.
"People are always curious, but our task is to ensure that this plan can continue as long as possible. After all, "Operation Incense" is related to our overall layout in Malaysia."
"Operation Incense" is an operation formulated by the Intelligence Agency a few years ago. The core of this operation is very simple-it is to use the special characteristics of cottonseed oil to perform birth control on certain species.
Well, to put it simply, it is absolutely incense.
“Director, the operation has been going on for five years now. According to doctors’ reports, the reproductive functions of the vast majority of people have been irreparably damaged, and experiments a few years ago also showed that after half a year, The damage is irreversible. Now that the operation has been carried out for such a long time, perhaps we can stop it temporarily and use our people where they are more needed.”
Manpower is needed in many places now. In Malay and Mindanao, there are many people there to implement this plan that has already been completed.
Looking at the subordinates in front of him, Cheng Pengan shook his head and said.
“No, it’s not enough. What we need is to delay its exposure as much as possible so that more people can enjoy the power of science.”
As the director of the Secret Intelligence Service, Cheng Peng'an knew the ultimate goal of this mission very well. He was just executing it.
"As for the final exposure..."
Cheng Peng calmed down and said:
"Even if it is exposed, it has nothing to do with us. At that time, all problems will be attributed to the lack of scientific understanding. Who knows? Those people were selling radium products and using it for beauty. , use it to strengthen the body, or even use it to aphrodisiac, they probably don’t know that radium radiation is fatal.”
This is also the most hidden place in the whole plan... No one is there. We know that cottonseed oil contains ingredients that can cause infertility in men and harm their fertility.
"So, even if it is finally exposed, it will not have any impact - because of ignorance, not because of conspiracy or deliberate action."
"Director, what are we doing now? ”
“What we are doing now is to ensure that everyone remains ignorant until all this is finally discovered and revealed by scientists. At that time, our work will naturally be over.”
< br>Cheng Pengan's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.
“As long as people can continue to be ignorant, they can continue to enjoy the gifts of science. In just one or two years, those people will basically lose their fertility.”
When he said these words, Cheng Peng'an's mind flashed back to what His Excellency had said to him.
"Ignorance! When everything is finally revealed, people will be grateful to scientists for their discoveries, but the origin of tragedy is...ignorance. He can explain everything perfectly without triggering any conspiracy theories. . ”
Yes, this was never a conspiracy. At most, it’s just a common food safety disaster!
After giving a few brief instructions, after his subordinates left the office, Cheng Pengan once again opened the documents in front of him.
He looked at the contents of the document and said to himself:
"This is a conspiracy!"
(End of this chapter)