Chapter 1040 Independence Day

“A minister anyhow, this is no ordinary man, and as you said, he’s Churchill’s son-in-law.” Grace whispered a little incredulously, “What on earth has he pissed you off about to make you choose such a risky decision.”

“If you have billions of pounds of overseas assets in your hands that the Minister feels should be under his management, you understand what it’s about. Grace, I’m a clerk of the house, and the Minister Parliamentary Secretary, the underlying principle predisposes me not to take on the Cabinet directly, and Whitehall can’t really either, especially in the British Isles.”

Alan Wilson handed Grace a cigar, and then lighted it for him Shi Shi said, “These overseas assets have dozens of high commissioners in the management, even if I agree, they will agree? Even if I agree, will they agree? If this becomes a fact in my hands, will I still be qualified to move to a higher position in the future? Who will support me? The source of a senior official’s power does not come from himself, but the huge number of supporters who are in all corners of society.”

“For me at the present time, what can I accomplish without these high commissioners backing me up? Without them, I’m nothing but a permanent undersecretary, and when things go wrong, will you go or will I go? Why should Commissioner Williams of Northern Rhodesia listen to me, and why should Ingram of the Gold Coast be at my beck and call?”

“This intricate web of relationships.” Grace took a deep drag on his cigarette and gulped, “Is it true that if I help you with him, you’ll be able to get things done in Lubumbashi.”

“I do my best.” Alan Wilson held his head high and pledged word for word.

“No problem, he dares to go to British Somalia and I’ll make him meet God.” Grace pressed out her cigar and grimaced, “May our friendship be strong.”

“I think after a couple of killings and fires together, our relationship couldn’t be stronger if we tried.” Alan Wilson narrated unhurriedly, “This is the method I used to bind the Chinese merchants in the Malayan colony.”

“The method is a bit old, but it works.” Grace heartily exclaimed, “To say that the heart is black or the heart of an official is black.”

Although he said so, Grace also understood Allen Wilson’s reason for doing so, billions of pounds of overseas assets, what an amazing fortune is this? If he was in Allen Wilson’s perspective, he would also kill when he saw this number.

His mind was racing, Grace had already selected the weapon in his mind, and had begun plotting with the culprits on this matter.

“MI6 is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and I am considered an indirect leader of MI6.” Alan Wilson said unhurriedly, “My idea is to use a British-made sniper rifle and aim for a one-shot kill.”

“And then you would lead the investigation?” Grace asked rhetorically with a slight frown, “What kind of results will you find out?”

You’ll know when the time comes, Alan Wilson sold the idea, Britain had just been disarmed, isn’t it perfectly normal to have righteous people who left the army to be disgruntled with the previous defense minister’s sellout?

The murderer is certainly not caught, but it is difficult to defeat the outstanding agents of MI6, after logical and meticulous investigation. Although there is no telling evidence, MI6 will surely deduce that the murderer should be a retired military man, only that he just can’t be caught and is destined to become an unsolved case just like Jack the Ripper.

The Overseas Asset Management Board was established by Alan Wilson himself, and this department was like his child, whenever he saw the assets under his jurisdiction grow, he felt a sense of fulfillment. A minister can get his head around it, that’s all?

What was the relationship between Field Marshal Mountbatten and Duncan, whether they were acquainted or not he didn’t care, the disarmament of the Ministry of Defense was ultimately a matter of state, but he couldn’t be indifferent when the Minister of Commonwealth Affairs wanted to use the opportunity to intervene.

“I’ll have the Somali High Commissioner arrange for an open-topped vehicle when the time comes. Easy for your people to aim at.” Alan Wilson expressed the sincerity to cooperate fully.

If Kennedy, who was running for president at this time, paid attention to the international news and read the newspaper when it happened, it was possible that he could avoid the fate of being scooby-dooed, but the Americans were so arrogant that it should be in line with the truth that the greatest lesson mankind learns is that it never learns its lessons.

“You stay here for now, see how things develop and we’ll discuss it whenever we can.” Alan Wilson didn’t believe that an assassination plan would require Grace to personally set it up, and the two would have to exchange opinions at any time about how to maneuver this matter before and after the independence of the Belgian Congo.

Chetnik inside the next chief readily agreed, he came to do what? Wasn’t it for that purpose?

For this reason, he also took on the personal job of killing a cabinet minister, even if Alan Wilson let him go, he does not want to go now.

Then wait quietly for the Belgian Congo’s Independence Day to come, the Congo’s independence is not the end, on the contrary in Alan Wilson’s eyes, this will be the beginning of Africa into the next stage. Americans don’t need to be complacent, there will be a time for you to cry out.

If the timing is correct, Lumumba’s plea for help from the Soviet Union would have come at a time when the American election was in full swing.

The tropical climate had a dissuasive effect on Allen Wilson, and it was not unusual for him to be out of sight all day; after all, Ingrid Bergman had come all this way, and it was his duty to keep the lady president company, and by the way, rub inside.

In Ingrid Bergman this, there has been a good test drive experience, the two have a pair of twin daughters. Leaving Europe, the promoter of the development of the film, Ms. Ingrid Bergman, on the contrary, more relaxed.

“You can keep these gems, and when our daughter gets married, you may be able to use them.” Alan Wilson had always been generous in this regard, things outside of his body were just that.

“I was afraid that you would be investigated for this.” Ingrid Bergman leaned on Allen Wilson’s shoulder and whispered, “And Isabella and Ishtar won’t be able to use this much, it will spoil them.”

“One’s own children, it’s nothing.” Alan Wilson whispered as he kissed the CEO’s cheek, “Unfortunately, I forgot my camera this time.”

As soon as the words left Ingrid Bergman’s mouth Ingrid Bergman gave the English gentleman a disgruntled shove, “I don’t know who you learned that habit from.”

June 30th in the capital of the Belgian Congo is very lively, after a few days, the history of the Congo will turn over a new page, the center of Africa will be born a brand new independent country, people come from all directions, eagerly waiting for the Belgian colonial rule over the Congo to come to an end of history.

Everyone is excited, with dark faces baring large white teeth, ready to celebrate the scene.

And the hilarity of the place was faithfully recorded by a camera crew brought in by Ingrid Bergman, which would later be shipped back to Europe for broadcast.

Alan Wilson, who had been avoiding contact with the Americans, looked askance at the brightly smiling U.S. Under Secretary of State Smith, a sneer surfacing at the corner of his mouth, and chatted to himself with French Central African High Commissioner Spencer in one way or another.

Unfortunately, his rejection was ineffective, and Smith came over anyway, grinning as if he was trying to see just how embarrassed the two old dominators were in a world of version updates.

“The Honorable Under Secretary of State, we were talking about the Six Party Talks, are you interested?” Alan Wilson bared his white teeth and gave Smith a blistering smile.

The scene of a fading smile was not a rare one after all, especially not on an American official “Britain seems to have a misunderstanding of the United States when it comes to Iran.”

“There’s nothing to misunderstand, Mr. Smith, you seem to have forgotten that it was I who personally went to Washington to enlist American support, and what a coincidence that it was you who received me. It doesn’t seem like too much time has passed for you to have forgotten so quickly?”

Alan Wilson threw a smug and smelly face, where was the arrogance of a few months ago? Wasn’t it a rhetorical question that the era of the British Empire was over? Now it’s a misunderstanding. Wasn’t it a misunderstanding then?

The appearance of Belgium’s King Baudouin I interrupted the two men’s mutual ridicule, escorted by Belgian guards, Baudouin I formally walked to the front of the stage and delivered a speech congratulating Belgium on its independence, expressing support for Congo’s independence and hoping that Congo would maintain good relations with Belgium after independence.

“Belgium will, as always, take an interest in the development of the Congo and help in any way it can to that end.” Sincere and vocal, Baudouin I was remembered by the Belgians for a moving speech when he came to the throne as the new king in the middle of the speech when his father, the old king, had to abdicate.

Unfortunately, this is not Belgium, but a colony that is about to become independent, Lumumba, who was not prepared to speak, listened to the speech of Baudouin I, and decided to speak on the spur of the moment, and in a staccato tone, reminded the Congolese who had rushed to celebrate their independence that “compatriots, the independence of the Congo did not come from anyone’s charity, but through suffering, resistance and blood, this process is not easy, and to this day, we are not the only ones who can make a living. was not easy, and to this day, we have taken back the country that is ours.”

Lumumba’s impromptu speech, which directly overruled the speech of Baudouin I, could be said to have given no face to the suzerain state at all.

Almost immediately there was an uproar among the Belgians, and even Smith was somewhat dismayed, not having expected such a thing.

Allen Wilson seized the opportunity and pointed at Smith’s nose, “This is what you Americans want right? Look at what kind of people you support. The so-called leader of the free world, using all their power on their own allies, treating the Soviet Union and pretending not to see it, I forgot that the United States can’t even beat the number two country in the opposing camp, it doesn’t matter if the person is stupid, the key is to feel good about yourself when you’re clearly a stupid person.”

Allen Wilson face expression named pain, a change of occasion, he is finally avenged Washington.

Over there Lumumba used his speech to accuse Belgium, this side Allen Wilson pointed his nose at the US Under Secretary of State, the whole Independence Day almost became a farce.