As Ernst's mind turned, he began laying traps for the victim. In this regard, East Africa held a natural advantage.
He picked up the telephone on the desk and dialed directly. "Put me through to the National Security Bureau. Have the director of the National Security Bureau come over... Yes, report to the palace immediately. I'll be waiting in my office."
Before long, the director of the East African National Security Bureau rushed over in a blaze of urgency upon receiving the summons. To Gero, a personal summons from His Highness could only mean something major had happened.
As a new department that had only been established a few years ago, the National Security Bureau had little influence in East Africa and was an obscure organization.
Though it bore the name of national defense, it had nothing whatsoever to do with the military. The military had its own Intelligence Department, primarily tasked with gathering military intelligence, while the East African National Security Bureau was an outright secret service, used to carry out espionage activities directed at foreign countries.
Not long after, a rather young officer arrived at Qiuweit Palace. Since it was a "national defense department," he was dressed in military uniform as well.
"Gero, you're here. Have a seat first."
"Yes, Principal!"
Gero gave a military salute before taking his seat. With a grave expression, he said, "Principal, what are your instructions this time? Just give the word!"
Ernst took a sip of tea, then said, "It's nothing major. I assume you know about Britain's recent suppression of us."
"Yes, Principal. Following your instructions, our department has kept a close eye on intelligence work concerning Britain and America. I have personally overseen the progress on matters such as Britain's sanctions bill and its efforts to link up the forces