The colonial garrison that has not appeared for a long time, because of Duncan Tuyi Le, appeared on the streets of Hargeisa, allowing the local residents to experience what it is like to have a double world of ice and fire. Martial law has also brought chaos, and outlaws took the opportunity to come out do evil.

During the chaos, there was a conflict in the city, many people joined, the fight was over, and the people were happy. There is no real reason for this fight. But many people's relatives and friends were deeply devastated.

The chaos was soon limited to repairing a few fire-damaged houses, replacing smashed glass, and moving the **** that had piled up in the city's central square to the swamps, making the swamps disappear more quickly.

Merchants, who closed stores for hours for fear of looting, are now making up for lost time. They opened their stores early the next day and raised prices.

Supply resumed, in fact, it was never really interrupted. Nothing can change. Nothing has changed.

Believe that after a period of time, nothing can make people remember what they have experienced. They kept silent, hoping to forget it. From past experience, they know that all stability is false.

It's anyone's guess when an equally irrational, equally short-lived conflict will erupt again, giving the loser a chance to win.

In this way, everyone will be able to recall the time they have experienced in the future, although no one knows exactly what they are recalling.

Together with the open-top jeep, the body of the Commonwealth Secretary Duncan, who came to Somaliland in high spirits, was sent to the morgue of the military hospital. Don't think it's easy, although Hargeisa is the capital of the colony, few can handle the assassination. The hospital, rescue is not necessary, just give Duncan a peaceful temporary residence waiting to return to China.

There are two wounds on the corpse. There is no need to distinguish the fatal wounds carefully. Whether it is the head or the chest, the penetrating wounds are enough to be fatal. To put it better, the minister walked very peacefully, and there should be no long-term pain.

There was a series of crisp footsteps outside the silent door of the morgue. Alan Wilson appeared in the morgue with a purple mask that had always been quite coquettish. He didn't want this, but Heidi Lamar brought this kind of mask. color masks.

Taking off his mask, a cigar was already in his mouth, the other hand flicked, accompanied by a crisp metal sound, the flames lit the cigar, Alan Wilson bent over and looked at it for a moment, breathing out the smoke, "It's not very decent, can't let it be. Did the minister go more peacefully?"

"Conditions are limited, Somaliland has no mortuary." Evans did not dare to take a look at the body with his immediate superior. After all, the current honor is indeed disgusting. "I don't know what is going on in the country."

"What could be the situation, the sensational news in the newspapers, and other aspects are hard to say." Alan Wilson commented indifferently, "In the final analysis, he is just a minister, although he inherited Mr. Churchill's contacts, but That connection is now gone with his death."

Evans didn't speak. He felt that his immediate superior was taking it too lightly and asked hesitantly, "What should I do now? Continue martial law?"

Alan Wilson threw away the cigar and stepped on it. He pondered for a moment and said, "There must be an explanation. If there is any evidence, it will appear that the local colonial government is too incompetent."

"There are only two bullet casings, cigarette butts and an old-fashioned military uniform." Evans frowned. It's hard to say what conclusive evidence is this. Apart from this, nothing has been found. Once the domestic investigation is carried out?

"It's good to have it." Alan Wilson breathed a sigh of relief. "If there is no accident, someone from the country will transport the minister's body back soon, and the investigation will follow. I believe we won't have to wait too long. "

"The independence ceremony?" Evans was a little confused, and his boss made him find the backbone here.

"In principle, the independence of Somaliland should continue, and inform Egal, Rasman and others about the difficulties we are facing now." Alan Wilson said lightly, "We will not treat local residents without conclusive evidence. It hurts a bit, and this reassures the two of them, and other things can be discussed."

The trusteeship time has expired. Somaliland is about to become independent. It is so important that it cannot be terminated because of the death of a minister. Otherwise, where will the authority of the United Nations be placed? Anyway, what needs to be done is still to be done.

"Wait for domestic processing." Putting on the coquettish purple mask, Alan Wilson turned around and returned the same way. The sadness is absolutely sad, after all, he is a British minister, but as an indomitable adult man, he cannot show such sadness, Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his color, which was also what he pursued.

Alan Wilson, a key cabinet minister who was killed in the street in the colonial capital, punished himself by locking himself up with Heidi Lamarr.

This is real life. Henceforth, the liked quietness, tranquility, sweetness, and peace will be the prelude to death, or worse, the prelude to lies.

"Your wife will definitely come. She can't be indifferent to such a big thing." Heidi Rama, who was like a pendant attached to a man, still hadn't come out of the lingering fears of the day, with a hint of panic on her face. , "If she loves you, she will come right away."

"Actually, it's not necessary." Alan Wilson doesn't pay much attention to this kind of thing, after all, men and women think differently, "There will always be all kinds of accidents in life, anyway, I don't care about this kind of thing, I have a wife and children, and you guys by my side, so I don't have much fear of death."

Reaching out and pinching the man in protest, Heidi Lamar stared into Alan Wilson's eyes and muttered tearfully, "You're amazing, you're lofty, you're fearless, but also consider what other people think. It really happens. I'd be sad about you."

At this time in the United Kingdom, the news of the death of Duncan, the Minister of Commonwealth Affairs, has been reported in the newspapers. Earlier, at the cabinet meeting, the Prime Minister and the ministers were shocked, and immediately decided to launch an investigation, and at the same time notified the Churchill family, Duncan's own widow.

The British airliner immediately took off, along with Ellen Wilson's wife and sister-in-law, Ms. Pamela Mountbatten and Princess Margaret.

Heidi Rama's estimates were a bit conservative, and even Alan Wilson himself was surprised. In this case, the Princess is coming to Somaliland? Still a little too impulsive! Love brain attack?

The family and Duncan's widow came to Hargeisa. Churchill's daughter Sarah also saw her husband's body. The appearance was really unsightly. Alan Wilson could only comfort him, for example, he walked peacefully and so on.

"Where's the murderer?" Sarah asked with red eyes. "My husband was killed in the street. What were you doing?"

"What are you talking about." Princess Margaret was reluctant to hear it, and defended her brother-in-law, "No one wants this kind of thing to happen. It's pointless to accuse now."

This is wrong. Alan Wilson is very willing to have such a thing happen. With more than four billion pounds of overseas assets, let alone a minister, even a prime minister, he would dare to try it.

"We found two bullet casings and some evidence, and captured some criminal suspects, but there is not much evidence to lock down the criminals." Alan Wilson, who knew that the real criminal had long since disappeared, opened his eyes and told nonsense about the current objective situation. The difficulties of the conditions, the concern of international public opinion, everything should be considered in the long-term.

"Don't talk about it, you'll be safe." Pamela Mountbatten looked relieved, seeing that her husband was safe and sound, she didn't want to care about other things.

"You... and Her Royal Highness the Princess don't need to come at all. Go and rest first." Alan Wilson touched his wife's cheek and comforted softly, "It's definitely not a good rest, so don't panic in the future."

"Do you still think about the future?" Pamela Mountbatten murmured, clutching her husband's arm tightly and not letting go.

As for the investigation of the minister's cause of death and locking the suspect, it is natural that someone from MI6 will do it.

Hargeisa was under curfew. It was quiet at night, but there were still many people who couldn't sleep. They were busy with a series of follow-up reactions~lightnovelpub.net~ Duncan's widow has followed him to be the body, and returned to London immediately. There are reports of a brilliant life, this is the world, often when a person dies, all the shortcomings disappear at once, and everyone becomes a great and respected person.

After communicating with London, Alan Wilson got a consensus that the process of Somaliland's independence will continue. Of course, who assassinated Duncan should also be investigated together. The withdrawal of the British army may have to be postponed for a while. Somaliland is about to usher in nominal independence, but the British army will not withdraw for the time being.

This is a compromise solution, but it is also the most practical at the moment. Alan Wilson asks whether another minister should preside over the independence ceremony of Somaliland in place of Duncan, such as whether Foreign Secretary Macmillan has time.

This suggestion has not been responded to. Obviously, for high-risk areas, ministers are also seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. What is certain is that Duncan's death will deal a heavy blow to the Churchill family's power in the Conservative Party.

The dead are dead, and life for the living continues. Alan Wilson inherited the minister's will with a heavy heart, and a few days later officially announced Somaliland's official independence from the United Kingdom.

After good communication and mutual understanding, Egalle and Rasman, who were promoted to president and prime minister, announced that they would launch an investigation into the assassination of the British minister. The British troops stationed in Somaliland will not leave until the investigation results. Stability of Somaliland.

Immediately, thirty-five countries, including a major country, announced their recognition of Somaliland's independence, and one more member of the United Nations has been added.

"Involving the military?" Alan Wilson took the preliminary investigation report. "This result is not what London wants. If it is handed in, such a hasty judgment may not be published."