Chapter 115 Spy
The room was quiet except for a grandfather clock ticking.
This is the commander's office at the Port Fulan Naval Headquarters. Different from the extremely monotonous office of a certain earl, there are several potted plants that can be seen to have been carefully cared for at a glance, and there are also hangings on the walls. In an oil painting, a red sun is rising slowly from the vast sea.
The owner of the office, Navy Commander Austin, is sitting on the chair behind the desk with his eyes closed and meditating.
At this time, the navy commander's brain will definitely not be idle. There are too many things for him to consider recently.
First there is the matter of shipbuilding.
A new batch of Slupp ships are being built intensively in the dock of the shipyard. The reason why it is said to be a batch is because two ships were started at the same time this time.
The newly built Throop ship is certainly not a simple copy of the "Hope".
On the one hand, Lord Grayman came up with a new word after personally experiencing the trial voyage - "ergonomics".
He requested that the comfort of the crew on the ship should be improved as much as possible (relatively speaking) without affecting the combat effectiveness of the ship. For example, the furnishings on the deck should be as neat and orderly as possible, and should not be messy and give people a headache at the sight of it. Improve and simplify sail handling procedures and other aspects.
In short, it is best to make the sailors feel "home". Of course, small boats like the Slupp have little potential for improvement in this aspect, but the lord requested that this design concept be continued to be built later. in large ships.
Everyone knows the reason for this. It is relatively easy to maintain a good mood and physical strength in a relatively comfortable environment.
"What I'm saying is that without affecting combat effectiveness, combat effectiveness is the foundation of everything." Earl Grayman emphasized in the end.
On the other hand, although the trial voyage of the "Hope" was generally successful, some flaws were gradually discovered during the subsequent frequent training by Quick and others.
These flaws and some improvement suggestions put forward by naval officers and soldiers were fed back to the shipyard as soon as possible, so that Rubin, Benjamin and others could modify the design in time and make improvements on the new ship.
The above two aspects have created considerable challenges for the craftsmen of the shipyard.
Then there is the problem of pirates.
Not only Earl Grayman, Austin himself also suspected that there were spies from the Loach Gang lurking in or near the Navy. He had assigned Captain Valk of the Navy picket to join forces with Cecil to send intelligence to Port Fulan. Guan Dulan is investigating the matter, but he doesn't know when the results will be obtained.
If there is really a spy, the fact that the Navy is about to take the initiative may have been leaked.
"Beep!" A knock on the door interrupted Austin's thoughts.
He opened his eyes and shouted: "Please come in!"
After the door was pushed open, two people walked in, it was Captain Valk and Intelligence Officer Duran.
As Austin motioned for the two of them to sit down, he said: "I hope what you two bring me is good news."
The two looked at each other, and Duran made a request to Valk posture.
The picket captain said sternly to Austin: "Commander, there is good news and bad news."
Austin immediately said: "Let me tell you the bad first!"
At least there is good news later to comfort himself.
"There are indeed spies planted by pirates around the navy."
Ah, this is not too bad. I thought it was a nine out of ten possibility before.
“So, what’s the good news?”
"We have locked down who the spy is."
Captain Valk handed a stack of documents to Austin.
Austin browsed through it hurriedly and said with a little helplessness: "Well, it seems that Mr. Grayman pays the soldiers a bit too much, and they actually have spare money to do such things."< br>
The spy planted by the pirates in Port Fulan turned out to be the owner of the only brothel in the town, named Clement.
The means he used to obtain naval intelligence can be imagined.
"Is the evidence conclusive?"
"It's very conclusive. We sent people to follow a contact person."
"How many people in the navy have been to his store?" "We have confirmed all of them so far. 48 people have been there, including 6 officers."
With so many people, Austin's face gradually stiffened, and he felt very annoyed. There must be a lot of bastards. He was tricked into talking on the bed.
"Kick all those who have been to brothels out of the army!" "No one in the army is allowed to go looking for women in the future."
Austin was about to shout this, but after thinking about it, he gave up and ordered. : "To identify the person who leaked the information, we can do whatever the military regulations say."
Captain Valk responded: "Yes, Commander."
Dulan Intelligence on the side The official said: "Should we directly ask the city hall to cooperate with the closure of this brothel?"
Austin waved his hand and said: "No, I am worried that I will not have a chance to catch the loach. Maybe this is a good opportunity. , use this spy to set a trap for Loach.”
"Anyway, let's have a good talk with Boss Clement first."
......
Clement was tied up and hung in a brothel. In a secret room.
His gagged mouth whimpered hard, but it had no effect at all. People outside the room could not hear his voice at all.
After all, he put a lot of effort into soundproofing the room for the convenience of his clients.
One person said: "Open his mouth, Clement, if you dare to scream, hum!"
The towel blocking Clement's mouth was pulled out.
The guy took a few greedy breaths and then begged for mercy: "Gentlemen of the Navy, I'll do it, I'll do it all."
The man just now smiled slyly: "Hey , Are you guilty of being a thief so soon? "
"I..." Clement was speechless for a moment.
Today was the most unlucky day for Clement. Business was doing well, and several naval officers and soldiers came in groups, so he started to take advantage of the opportunity to find out some information.
A few navy officers and soldiers booked a room alone and invited the girl to eat, drink and have fun in it. Unexpectedly, they got into a quarrel inside and smashed a lot of things. As the boss, Clement naturally wanted to Go over and take a look.
The officers and soldiers kicked out the lady who was drinking with them, and then asked the boss to judge them.
Who would have thought that these guys would close the door and swarm up to restrain him.
Then he became what he is now.
Clement squeaked and said: "I...I...I'm responsible for tax evasion."
"Pa!" A loud slap slapped the brothel owner's face fat. Trembling.
An officer lowered his voice and asked: "We don't care whether you evade taxes or not. Tell me! Are you a spy planted by the pirates in Port Fulan? Talk to me in a lower voice."
" It’s unfair, how could I have a deal with those vicious bastards?”
Clement wanted to quibble, but the navy officers and soldiers quickly produced evidence that shocked him, plus the bright knives. With a lot of gesticulations on his face, the brothel owner finally admitted that he was connected to the Loach Gang in Pirates.
The officer came over and patted his meaty face, as if patting a pig about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.
He said with a smile: "According to the wishes of our Commander Austin, you will be executed on the spot immediately after you admit it."
Clement showed a thick smile Out of fear, he just wanted to ask for mercy, but his mouth was immediately covered tightly.
But I heard the officer continue: "Just listen to me. Now there is a chance to live in front of you. I don't know if you can seize it."
Hearing that he Clement, who was still alive and whose mouth was covered, nodded vigorously.
Thanks to the book friend "Dan? Ding" for the reward!
(End of this chapter)