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A few minutes later, the waiter put the coffee in front of Mata Hari, "Your coffee, miss. I added milk cubes from Scottish farms for you."

Five minutes later, Mata Hari finished her coffee, and she found a man sitting on the right side greedily staring at her bare thighs, she smiled and nodded at the man, and at the same time the middle finger of her left hand He and his index finger quickly reached into the cup, holding a square thing tightly in his hand...

Half an hour later, Mata Hari crossed several streets and came to a small luxurious and elegant Baroque building. The aisle in front of the door was covered with thick carpets, and there were chandeliers hanging with sparkling chandeliers everywhere. Mirrors and flowers, and oil paintings of nudes.The curtains are dark red, and there is a soft sofa at the corner of the corridor.The hallway is very quiet, but the smell of the air is a bit strange. The strong perfume smell has the lazy meaty smell of a woman after taking a bath, which is a bit dizzy and disgusting.

A woman in her 40s took the luggage graciously, and Mata Hari said to her coldly, "Is there any special guest waiting for me?"

"Of course I did. The French Vice Admiral Gronsart came to see if you came back every day. When this old pervert mentioned you, his eyes narrowed." The middle-aged woman smiled obscenely.

"Send someone to invite him and tell him that I'm waiting for him in Room 113 of the Shangri-She Hotel." After saying this, Mata Hari went straight to the bathroom on the second floor.

In order to keep her skin white and elastic, she insisted on soaking her body with milk from Dutch pastures and spices specially formulated from India every day. At this time, she lay comfortably in the bath and gently crushed the square object that she had been holding in her hand. , and took out a one-inch long note from the inside, on which was clearly written a person's name: Goronsar.

In the upper study room of the Forbidden City, Zhao Bingjun, led by Wang Shang, hurried to discuss matters with the emperor.Guan Xuqing was looking proudly at the four characters "Zhongzheng Renhe" that he had just written. In recent years, with the careful assistance of several calligraphers of the Qing school in the court and China, his calligraphy has improved rapidly.

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Bingjun didn't dare to disturb Shengjia, so he had to say timidly.

"You are here, Zhi'an, is the plan going well?" Guan Xuqing's spirit was exceptionally good, even his forehead was shining brightly.

"The woman lost contact with our people after she returned to Paris. The military intelligence personnel wanted to have one-line contact with her, but she ignored her. I was worried that I would be deceived by her." Zhao Bingjun said with a bitter face.

"I still think it's a big deal, let her do it by herself, we can't help with this kind of thing." Guan Xuqing said disapprovingly.

"However, how long will we have to wait if this goes on? I'm a blunt minister, and I really don't know the details about this woman." Zhao Bingjun has been worried about Mata Hari since he met her last time.

"Zhi An, you have to remember, don't be suspicious of people, don't be suspicious of employing people, since we were able to choose her at the beginning, don't doubt her ability now, not to mention she took our money, or she will do things for us, in the future Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you, Zhao Bingjun, will have to be caught by me." Guan Xuqing gradually fell into deep thought as he watched the snow falling all over the sky outside the house.

Although Goronsal is nearly 40 years old, he is still romantic. Ever since he met Mata Hari in the "Angel Theater", he fell in love with a beautiful woman [-] years younger than himself.

He still clearly remembers what happened that night.The curtain of the Angel Theater was slowly opened, and a small table in the middle of the stage enshrined a dancing statue of Shiva, and two tall copper lamps were burning on both sides. The atmosphere on the stage was mysterious and quiet.Mata Hari appeared like an angel, bowed her head deeply to the audience, clasped her hands together, then raised her head, revealing her angelic face and breathtaking eyes.The music sounded like piercing clouds and cracking stones, and in the faint purple smoke, Hari started her soul-stirring dance.

Sometimes she stretches her jade arms lightly, swaying gracefully, like a violet in the breeze; sometimes she circles rapidly, shining brightly, like a golden krait under a spring sun.With her slender fingers, bare waist, flowers in her bun, pleated skirt around her waist, her delicate dance steps, and the ringing of bells, she danced in all kinds of styles.In particular, those watery eyes were half-opened and half-closed, misty and full of temptation. When they opened wide and looked around, they were bright and flickering like phosphorous fire... The unrestrained dancing posture caused a commotion in the audience.Excited screams, whistles and thunderous applause erupted from the audience as Harrie threw off seven veils and spun around the stage almost naked.The veteran Vice Admiral Goronsard fell into the tender trap of a woman.

In the most luxurious Room 113 of the Champs-Elysees Hotel, when the drunk Goronsal saw his sweetheart, his greedy eyes never left Hari's body, like a dog that has been in trouble for many years in the snow mountain. The wolf threw itself at the delicious lamb with open arms.

But the smart Hari knew that this time was the best time to tantalize a man's appetite, so she joked and played a cat-and-mouse game with Corensal in the spacious suite.The more he was like this, the more impatient the old pervert became, and finally he hugged the beauty in his arms, and began to kiss her cheeks and snowy neck frantically, and slowly moved down...

Paris at night is still a bustling scene. Different from the noise outside, under the blurred lights in Room 113 of the Champs Elysees Hotel, there are only two people breathing slightly.

"Sweetheart, you really made me wait anxiously, what have you been doing these days?"

"Didn't I tell you that I went to Indonesia to visit my mother?"

"Look what's going on in my head."

"Now that I'm back, I want you to accompany me every day."

"I'm afraid it won't work. There are a lot of things going on in the military recently, which makes me very anxious."

"I heard that the British Far East Navy was defeated by the Chinese. Is this true?"

"This matter is absolutely true. As a close partner of the British, the French military attaches great importance to this matter and calls us together every day to study new naval development plans."

"The British are really vulnerable. The superficial strength turned out to be a bluff, and they were defeated by the Chinese so easily."

"It can't be said that. Although the British navy has been defeated, their army still has the biggest trump card."

"Forget it, you French upper class will help the British brag."

"It's not bragging, it's true. The British are developing a secret weapon called the British Type 19 tank."

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"Why did the British develop tanks?"

"Dear sweetheart, you don't understand politics."

"What do you not understand? Don't you just want to dominate the world? It's a pity that the French can only follow behind and wave their flags."

"Britain and France are close political and military partners, and the British will also support the French Republic when they become stronger. Now the military trust between the two countries has reached an unprecedented level. Take the tank project as an example, it is the top secret of the British military. , but out of his absolute trust in the Republic, he actually handed over one of the top-secret documents to the French high-level, which shows that the relationship between the two countries is unusual."

"How is it possible that Britain would give such secret information to the French?"

"Of course, as far as I know, this information is hidden in the top-secret vault of General Morgan, a senior confidential officer of the United Front Work Department of the French Army."

"Hiding at home? Isn't he afraid of being stolen?"

"Sweetheart, you are so cute. General Morgan is a high-level confidential, and he keeps many top-secret materials of the French military. Just think about how tight the security measures of his home will be, and his safe is specially inspected. By design, dynamite will do nothing if you can't find the code."

"I'm not interested in these boring politics, let's enjoy the fun tonight."

"I... I seem to be dying..."

"Who told you to drink so much wine, how about it, let me be on top...isn't this much better..."

After a night of carousing, the aging Gronzal was finally defeated, and the stimulation of adrenaline and alcohol gradually faded.After an unknown amount of time, Goronsal slowly opened his eyes, his head heavy as if filled with lead. Mata Hari was sitting in front of the mirror and doing her makeup. He turned his head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, suddenly He exclaimed: "Oops, there is an important meeting in the Admiralty this morning, and I'm already late..." Goronsal complained while looking for his clothes in confusion.

"You said that you would stay with me well these few days." Hari said coquettishly as she hugged Gronzal's neck.

"Sweetheart, please spare me, this meeting is very important, I must attend."

"Okay, you only care about your own future, don't come to me after you leave." Hari turned her back and trembled her snow-white shoulders, looking very angry.

"Sweetheart, don't be angry. How about this, let's go to the Admiralty building together, you wait in my office, I will take you to taste the authentic cheesecake after the meeting, okay?" Gronzal almost Said pleadingly.

"Okay then, but you have to promise me not to make me wait too long."

"Of course, my baby. Wait for a while, I'll have the adjutant pick you up." Gronthal kissed the beautiful cheek, and hurried out of Room 113.

Mata Hari looked at the old man's back with an imperceptible smile on her face.

Under the leadership of the adjutant, Mata Hari came to the Vice Admiral's office for the first time. This room is located on the fifth floor of the Admiralty Building, and the window is facing the charming deciduous forest on the outskirts of Paris.The adjutant prepared exquisite refreshments for Harry, and then exited the door.

Harry didn't enjoy these refreshments at all, her eyes quickly scanned the room for a week, and two huge maps immediately caught her attention.Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the naval combat map of the Allied Powers and the French Navy's shipbuilding plan.According to her thinking, as long as she can enter here privately, she should have a chance to find some valuable things. Now such important military materials are openly hanging in the office. This is something that Harry never thought of beforehand. was a major windfall.

She gently came to the door and stopped to listen to the movement outside the door. After making sure that everything was safe, she quickly took out a piece of light yellow watermark paper from her bag, covered the two maps respectively, and took out a precious musk perfume, put it on The liquid inside is carefully painted on the watermark paper, and then folded separately, put them in the interlayer of the bag, and sit back to your seat to enjoy the refreshment at ease. The whole process will not exceed 3 minutes.

While eating tea, she thought about who would hand over this military information. She first thought of Kaiser Wilhelm II, the most ambitious king in the world, but he was too calculating. It even seemed a bit stingy, such important information would definitely not sell for a good price in his hands, and there would be no better prospects for cooperating with such a king.She also thought of Tsar Alexander III. Although this person held the largest territory in the world, his lack of trust in others was his biggest shortcoming. He might even doubt the authenticity of this information.Thinking of the young emperor of the Far East Empire, Ha Li's face unexpectedly showed a blush, not only because the emperor was astonishingly young and handsome, but also because he exuded a rare majestic spirit that no one could compare to. Yes, simply mesmerizing!

Hali finally decided to hand over the information to China. She was sure that this country, the emperor, would give her the benefits she dreamed of.

At this time, Goronsar came back, and the old pervert hugged Hari's soft body as soon as he entered the door, walking up and down restlessly with a pair of old hands.

"Damn old dog!" Harry cursed secretly in his heart, but his face was full of smiles.

"Honey, I'm going abroad tomorrow." Gronzal frowned into a word, looking very embarrassed.

"You said you would stay with me well, why did you leave so soon?" Hari intentionally expressed her reluctance.