"The Foreign Affairs Building was attacked?" Drum Bull turned to look at the person in shock. "Are there any casualties?"
"The specific situation is not clear yet. The people in the Foreign Affairs Building are counting the casualties and losses, but the explosion did not happen in the building. The head of the Foreign Affairs Building wishes to speak to you privately. He has something to report to you."
"Okay." As long as the explosion did not take place in the Foreign Affairs Building, Drum Bull let go of his worries and looked at Ray Monroe, who was dumbfounded.
Suddenly, he remembered that the Foreign Affairs Building was right next to the Devonshire Square. Combined with Ray Monroe's expression, he pointed at him in disbelief and growled, "How dare you, how dare you!"
Rey- Monroe, who had also misunderstood, didn't even know how to explain himself at this moment.
"How dare you act willfully when you're reporting to me?"
"That's not right." Troum Bull thought for a moment and immediately got the wrong idea. He stared at Ray Monroe in fear. "You want to talk to me to buy time so that the people carrying out your orders have time to complete them?"
"Guards, guards." Thinking about how Monroe, who was the deputy head of C1A, dared to act on his own in such a special time, Drum Bull immediately shouted for the guards.
A few soldiers wearing armbands quickly rushed in front of him and saluted. Drum pointed at Ray Monroe and said, "Arrest him. Without my orders, no one is allowed to approach him, and no one is allowed to talk to him."
"Yes, sir." The four guards immediately saluted and stood around Ray Monroe in four corners.
Drum Bull's face was stern as he said gloomily, "You are relieved of your duties."
These words made Ray Monroe's face turn ashen. At this time, he thought that the head of the Stumbling Stone Project, Ward Abbott, and his team had acted too quickly. Within an hour of the call, they had really blown up William's building.
Seeing that Ray Monroe cooperated with the guards' instructions, Drum Bull heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he had to think about how to clean up the mess.
He walked in front of Monroe and asked in a low voice, "For the sake of God and Benjamin's safety, tell me who else knows about this. Did the people carrying out the mission have any confidentiality measures?"
Meng Luo said in a low voice, "Don't worry, the people executing the mission were all carefully selected. Not only did they go through the strictest checks, we also have the means to control them. I guarantee that no one will be captured alive.
I'm sorry, Boer. I was the one who gave the order, and I've just reported the reason to you, but I didn't expect this team to be so efficient. "
Speaking of this, Ray Menlo suddenly felt that the stumbling block plan he was in charge of was very feasible. In the past, even the most elite field troops were not so efficient.
Monroe stared at Trum expectantly. "You have to save Benjamin. Otherwise, it's useless no matter what I say to you now. What awaits me is definitely my resignation, and the secret plan I'm carrying out will also be canceled."
"I will definitely do my best to rescue Benjamin." Seeing that Monroe was still unwilling to confess to him in this situation, Troum Bull could not help but feel angry. "You stay in the cell obediently and don't do anything else, do you understand?"
"What else can I do in this state?" Menlo looked at the four guards beside him.
Troum did not waste any more words and said to the guards, "Take him away."
Watching Ray Monroe being taken away, Troum Bull understood that Monroe was doing this to save Benjamin Arthur. His intentions were good, but the way he did things was too crude and direct.
When he told William about exchanging information, Monroe did not call for the operation team to stop in time. He was too brainless, and naive to think that a secret plan could save him.
Now that William knew that his building had been bombed, he would definitely suspect them. Even if he did not suspect them, he would definitely hate Monroe for stopping him from providing him with information.
Now, it would be even more difficult to get William to help.
Back in the meeting room, Troum Bull waved the other staff away, leaving a few higher-ups to contact the foreign affairs director in London. The result of the report was as he had expected.
The explosion happened at the four commercial buildings in Devonshire Square. Because the foreign affairs office was too close, although the theme building was fine, all the glass was shattered. Many staff members were injured to varying degrees because of this. Now, not to mention working, how to deal with so many injured people was a problem.
In the end, the foreign affairs director expressed his doubts and vaguely pointed out that it was their people who did this.
"I understand. Your task now is to send people to find Benjamin and deal with the injured. Leave everything else first, and remember to keep it a secret."
"Understood, Mr. Deputy Director. But with the people I have on hand who can go out in the field, it will be difficult to find Benjamin in a short time. We need help."
Everyone present understood what the foreign affairs director meant, but with such a big mess in London, even an idiot would not believe that there was no mole in the English government, and the position of this mole might be very high.
So they would rather believe in William than ask for help from the English government. "Do your best."
After hanging up the satellite link, Troum Bull leaned back in his chair with a headache. He covered his forehead and thought of countermeasures. If he did not ask for help from the English, it would take three hours for the nearest special forces soldier to be airdropped into London. Just as everyone was at a loss, there was a knock on the door of the meeting room.
"Come in," Troum Bull shouted.
"Sir, I've thought of it, I've thought of it." As soon as the door opened, Church, dressed in a military uniform, walked in quickly and shouted excitedly to the people present.
"Sir, we have to ask William Devonshire for help. I even suspect that Benjamin has been in his sights all this time. If he doesn't say anything or doesn't immediately rescue them, the biggest possibility is that he's waiting to maximize the benefits."
"What do you mean by that?" The people present were confused by Church's words. Troum Bull said anxiously, "Damn it, just tell me what you know."
"Remember what William Devonshire said before?" Church said excitedly, "He said that he knew that Benjamin and Michael Banning were still alive, and he even knew that they were not injured.
Normally, there would be no problem with this, but if you think about it, how did he know that the person next to Benjamin must be Banning, and he was so sure that both of them were not injured, after all, they had just experienced a crash.
Does this mean that there is a 50% probability that William Devonshire's men have been following Benjamin and Banning after the crash, and even know where they are now? "
"No, no, no," he muttered as he paced back and forth in the church. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead. "Gad, I'm so stupid. Based on my understanding of William, he definitely knows where Benjamin is, right?"
Then Church shouted to the person who brought him in, "Show me the video of the call with William."
Troum Bull nodded to the person, and soon the video of the call with William appeared on the big screen on the wall of the meeting room. Church pointed to William who had just appeared and said, "He said he was taking a nap. Look at his pajamas."
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