Chapter 1142 The Tame Minister of Defense

Holding a picture of the person in question, Alan Wilson also couldn’t help but feel a little awestruck, Christine Koehler had actually just turned eighteen, and our esteemed Minister of Defense, Mr. John Profumo, was already thirty-seven years old this year.

Among the group of politicians, this age is of course considered to be young and promising, properly a political star with an unlimited future, but paired with Christine Koehler, a wonderful woman? Is it likely that the two had a relationship when the other was still underage?

Alan Wilson if this fact in the hands, even if he can be treated as the Secretary of Defense and the spy case has nothing to do, with the underage girl this article.

John Profumo will also lose face, directly out of the political arena, do not want to stand in the spotlight.

But that’s why Alan Wilson decided to save the Defense Secretary, as Guy Liddell’s boss. As Guy Liddell’s boss, the United Kingdom has more than one intelligence service, Alan Wilson can naturally use different people to carry out a very limited investigation, and then they are piecing together the truth.

The fundamental reason is that Alan Wilson is more powerful than Guy Liddell. Liddell official, he will be able to conceal the professional intelligence officer.

At this time, the Secretary General of the Joint Intelligence Committee, reasoned and moved, saying that you can’t ruin the life of a young girl in her prime, that the bad guys were Soviet spies, and that Christine Koehler, a young girl in her prime, had done nothing wrong, except to be deceived by flowery words, which could be forgiven, a contradiction within the people, not a contradiction between the enemy and us……

Guy. Liddell saw, the top boss merciful heart broke out, mouth what flower girl, finally nodded, agreed with Alan Wilson internal treatment of the proposal.

“Guy, the Soviets have captured one of our lawful British citizens, and while the Soviets claim that Gravender is a spy, something we will never admit, we can never give up the life and safety of a lawful British citizen for a one-sided, extreme, and irresponsible trial by the Soviets.”

Alan Wilson began a long chant, “So we will first down the tone, capture Evgeny Ivanov in secret, and trade back for a legal British citizen. This will give an account to Gravind’s family.”

The Permanent Secretary was absolutely hell bent at this point, there were absolutely no distractions, the British citizens implicated in the Pinkowski case had to be returned, that was the bottom line, in fact Alan Wilson had protested at a diplomatic level after Gravind’s capture, hoping that Gravind would be released.

As for what would happen to Pinkowski, that was a matter for the Soviets themselves, the other party was not British.

Eventually the two men came to an agreement to keep the capture of Evgeny Ivanov quiet, as a way of contacting the Soviets and getting Britain’s detained legal citizens back.

“I understand, Permanent Undersecretary.” Guy. Liddell also felt that Alan Wilson had taken the overall situation into consideration, and did not forget to free the British citizens at this time, and directly said that he would go back to make arrangements at once.

Guy Liddell left. After Liddell left, the phone on the table rang, Allen Wilson directly answered, “This is Allen ……”

“Permanent Undersecretary, the Minister wants to discuss with you about mediating between India and Portugal.” Dixon’s voice came from the microphone, “It’s mainly the attitude of the Portuguese side, which is still unclear.”

“I’ll be right there!” Alan Wilson said directly put down the phone, Great Britain can not leave him for a day ah.

The beginning of 1962, for the British counterintelligence is a day of victory, is a day of glory, the Soviet Embassy senior military attaché Evgeny Ivanov, was captured by Scotland Yard, this incident was quickly blocked news. It was only circulated within the higher echelons of government.

From this time on, the young and promising Defense Secretary, John Profumo, became unsettled. The state of his work was also extremely worrying. Alan Wilson, who had finished discussing mediation with Foreign Secretary Rab Butler, came to the Ministry of Defense under the pretext of visiting his father-in-law.

Today, he wants to talk to the nominal spokesman for British defense, even if the original is not, in the future John Profumo will only be the voice of the military.

Alan Wilson, who had done his job and captured the Soviet spy, appeared in front of John Profumo, full of calm and relaxed, and greeted the defense minister in a friendly manner.

John Profumo was of Italian descent and his father, Albert Profumo, was a famous Italian litigator and fourth Baron Profumo. When Profumo’s father died in 1940, he inherited the title but did not use it.

He joined the British Army and was sent to North Africa and later landed in Normandy and fought in France.

Profumo rose to the rank of Brigadier General, and was again subordinate to Field Marshal Harold Alexander in Italy at the end of World War II, assisting him in the command of the Anglo-American XV Corps.

He was a military man who should normally have fought for the interests of the military, but instead became an accomplice to politicians. Alan Wilson is not incomprehensible, after all, the home front has changed, and now a mind to move up is most important, and how can he himself not?

Profumo is a handsome appearance, good rhetoric and interpersonal wide politician, and wartime contribution is outstanding, so by the Conservative Party’s highly valued, only thirty-something years old became one of the four major ministers of state, which can be seen.

Thinking about the current British Prime Minister Aiden, he was also thirty-eight years old when he was the Foreign Secretary, the same age as Profumo when he was the Defense Minister, normally, Profumo could be a candidate for Prime Minister.

“Honorable Minister of Defense, in fact, no matter whether it is the army, navy or air force, they all love the minister very much. You fought valiantly in times of war.” While Alan Wilson opened his mouth to express his respect, but the photo of Christine Koehler in his hand kept turning flowers, “Is this the hobby? Early 1961, was she an adult then, huh?”

“You’re threatening me ……,” Profumo snapped, holding out a finger to question Alan Wilson.

“If only the voters knew the stories the Secretary of Defense and underage girls have to tell.” Alan Wilson raised one eyebrow and commented nonchalantly, “A thirty-seven year old defense minister, ah, younger than Prime Minister Aidan was when he was foreign minister?”

Profumo was silent, Alan Wilson reached out and rested his chin on his hand, looking straight at the other’s expression, “The Labor Party is a strong incumbent, if they knew about this, there’s no guarantee that they wouldn’t do something about it.”

“Alan, I have a very good relationship with Field Marshal Mountbatten, and the Field Marshal is also someone I admire, everyone knows that the Field Marshal is the one who makes up his mind about the British Army right now.” Profumo’s face eased with an expression of friendship.

It had become quite obvious that Alan Wilson had seized on enough evidence to make him, as a Cabinet Minister, immortal, involving treason, relations with under-age flower girls, and a host of other possibilities that would be enough to bring a politician to his doom.

“The Marshal is on good terms with the top brass of both parties.” Alan Wilson squeezed out a smile, “Of course, the military most appreciates the ministers who are able to fight for the military enough, sensible and reasonable, to protect Britain’s immediate security, and hates the ministers who are suspected of transferring improper benefits with foreign countries, isn’t that so? Minister.”

“As the Minister of Defense, I have always been extremely concerned about Britain’s defense forces, and have always maintained the fight.” Profumo nodded his head like a chicken pecking, “This world is so dangerous, how can I let Britain be in danger?”

After saying that Profumo looked blearily at Alan Wilson, the photo in his hand.

Is that so? Alan Wilson made a gesture to return the photo to Profumo to express his sincerity, but immediately put it back in the other party’s blearily gaze, and put Christine Koehler’s beautiful photo into his jacket pocket, “I’m going to arrange a job for her, and in fact the image is kind of over the top, and I know quite a lot of filmmaker’s, for example, Patricia’s husband, so finding an easy, carefree job isn’t difficult.”

“Actually, what ambition could an eighteen year old girl have? It’s just a quest for a privileged life.”

It was just a matter of running into less-than-reliable ministers, something Alan Wilson didn’t say.

But also because of Profumo’s unreliability, wasn’t this caught by Allen Wilson, “The minister can rest assured that I will personally handle the latter, and won’t cause even the slightest hindrance to the minister’s heart to benefit society.”

As for Christine Koehler, Allen Wilson will also help, he also hoped that this woman lives well, can long luck to exert influence on Profumo.

“Then the documents of the investigation?” Profumo was still a little worried, and couldn’t help but ask Allen Wilson to follow up.

“It will be archived! Absolutely safe.” Allen Wilson made a solemn guarantee, ensuring that Profumo would remain a respected defense minister.

Profumo breathed a sigh of relief, but he also knew in his heart from this time that his fate was already in the hands of Whitehall, specifically Mountbatten and Alan Wilson, a pair of wangs.

To not say that politicians had better control their own crotch, and not everyone is Allen Wilson, itself is the Secretary General of the Joint Intelligence Committee, can always wipe their own ass.

“There are Commonwealth Games in Kuala Lumpur this year.” Allen Wilson proposed an invitation on his way out, “If the minister has time, he can go on a trip to relax and unwind, and also show the importance of Malaya.”

Profumo immediately nodded his head, a tone of early intention, “In fact, I have long wanted to go to Malaya a trip, can only say that we thought of a piece of mind, to the pearl of the British Empire, how to pay attention to it is not too much.”

“That’s quite a coincidence.” Alan Wilson smiled deeply, there was no doubt that Profumo had been domesticated.