"Azeem, Azim, come quickly, someone is coming to the front door to deliver a message"
The Sikh military attaché, Sanchez, holding a Sheffield rifle and wrapping his big head, clenched his fists, Knocking hard on the closed office door.
"What's the matter, Sanchez, are they trying to drive us away?"
After a burst of chatter in the office, Azim, a diplomat at the embassy and consulate, buttonholed He opened the door while unbuttoning it, looking very angry.
“No, God, what are you doing, Azim, what time is it, Dia, why is Dia here?”
Looking at the diplomat’s neck With red and protruding lip marks on his face, Sanchez covered his head with his palms and looked at the scene in the office with a troubled expression.
"Sanchez, this is none of your business. We are discussing work. Do you have anything important to do?"
Dia picked up the headscarf on the desk and hurriedly He put it on his head, then wrapped it up, and then asked coldly.
"Yes, you are mainly guarding the door now, Sanchez. There is nothing important. Please return to your working position."
Azeem put his hands behind his back. He raised his head high and scolded angrily.
"At the door, they have sent a letter."
After being reminded, Sanchez remembered the most important thing now, pointed in the direction of the door, and said with a stern face,
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"Letters, letters are placed in the guard box. Sanchez, didn't you say, whoever's letter will get it after get off work"
Azeem sneered, thinking that Sanchez did it on purpose. At this time, everyone knew that he was discussing work with his secretary.
"It's not ours, it's Dalvi and the others who sent it home."
Sanchez's tone was a bit unbelievable, but that's the fact. They, they actually used diplomacy to , let those people's letters be delivered to their families.
"What"
Azim, who had just sat back down on the flannel chair, felt as if he had been shocked. He tried his best to maintain the gentlemanly demeanor just now. , destroyed in an instant.
"I looked at the cover. It should be from them and frontline commander Call. I don't know whether to accept the letter or not."
Back on the Sheffield rifle On his shoulders, Sanchez was so nervous that he rubbed his hands, what if there was a bomb hidden in the box?
Yes, the box.
When Azim arrived at the door with other diplomats and military attachés, what he saw was a large box containing not only letters but also "express" packages. In the past two days, , went shopping, and they also bought some gadgets.
"This thing must be sent back too."
Azim picked out a rattle, held it tightly, his fingers turned white, and swayed with the rope. The wooden beads hit the drum head, banging, as if taunting them.
"There's a name posted here, let me take a look, it's from Tiwari"
Sanchez looked curiously at the messy things in the box, and a neat stack of letters, well tied with rubber bands, the top one , it’s Dalvi’s.
“Oh my God”
“Hello, Mr. Azim, according to the Geneva Treaty, your “guest” in our country has the right to communicate with you at home. Sending and receiving letters, this belongs to them and is now officially handed over to you."
With that said, the big box was moved to the iron gate. After putting down the things, he left without looking back, as if, It's really just a letter.
Looking at the big box, the staff of the Elephant Country Consulate on Dan'an West Road were really messy in the cold wind.
They have been in this country often, so they understand it. Because they understand it, looking at the messy things in the box makes it even more ridiculous.
"This thing is their stool. Let me see who it is." "Yes, Kaul, does Kaul's family lack this thing?"
Picking up a brand new foldable wooden mazaar, Azim was surprisingly angry. What did he take them for? Countryside Are they lowly postmen?
Even Li Feng doesn’t know where they get their money. Maybe like Dalvi, they all carry gold and silver rings and other valuable personal items. With the language barrier, I guess I got these small and inconspicuous items in exchange for things.
Of course, it is possible that they were picked up from somewhere in the hotel where I stayed.
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"Carry it in"
No matter what, these people are also members of their own country. Even if they lose their lives, they cannot be ignored. Azim took a deep breath With a breath, he motioned to the two military attachés to carry it in before talking.
"Look clearly, we sent your things in intact."
There is no need to say anything, Li Feng is here. After seeing the box being moved in, he took off the telescope and looked at Kaul who came here specially to "watch"
"Okay, ok"
In Kaul's eyes, I feel a little lonely. I am very close to the embassy and consulate. I can see it clearly through the telescope, but it is obviously different from the people there.
They can still go in and out. This country, but his own group, could only wait for news.
It was only then that Kaur completely let down his guard. These people were really inconsistent with the statements of his country's congressmen. , very inconsistent.
Looking at the letters on the table, which had been sorted out according to their names, Azim held his cheek and looked at these things with a headache.
< p>In our own country, these people have become heroes and role models due to publicity needs.But now it seems that people’s small lives are not so nutritious. He could write letters and even buy things. Azim himself could not believe that the other party would be so generous.
"Are these going to be sent back?"
The problem was solved. The old-fashioned Sheffield on Sanchez's back had been put back at the door. He looked at the many letters and hesitated. asked.
"No, no, what I said above is that we can't let them"
Diya's sharp voice suddenly sounded. He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was already clear.
“But, they have already sent it”
“Then let these damn things disappear from us. We have lost so many things, Azim, if these Let the letters go back and let their families know that they are still alive, we will all lose this job, damn it.”
After Diya finished speaking, he walked forward and dialed all the letters on the desk. When I got to the ground, I stepped on it like crazy.
"Diya is right, Sanchez, you have to remind your men that it is best to forget today's things from your mind, so that it will be good for everyone"
Then, Ah Qim bent down, picked up a letter, dusted it off, and said with a sneer.
"Before this, gentlemen and ladies, should we take a look at what they wrote?"
"I want to know what they have experienced and why, Everyone is saying that they are fine. The people in this country are very friendly and treat them like friends. Remind your family not to be cheated."
Diya threw away the opened envelope casually, looking a little headache-like. On the table, seven or eight pieces of the same style of letterhead fell to the ground.
"This is betrayal. I must have bribed them for some benefits, even to save their lives. Now, they have betrayed our country."
Aqim looked at it with a dark expression. After finishing the letter from the two top commanders, they slapped the heavy table hard.
"I did find something here. Pandit said in the letter that he had arrived in Shanghai and was staying in a very luxurious hotel, with a bustling shopping street downstairs."
< p>Sanchez touched the funny mustache on his lips, and keenly read some important hidden information from the letter.“Send these damn things to the eagles and let them help us. Since the souls of these people have been sold to the devil, then”
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