Looking at Khashoggi's tough look, as if he could do whatever he wanted, Allen smiled.

I didn't expect to meet such a tough guy. Isn't this a coincidence?

This man was so hostile to him during the day, and now he seemed to be willing to die rather than surrender. People who didn't know the inside story would think that Allen had done something to him.

In fact, before today, Alan didn't know him at all, and had never even heard of him. If it weren't for what he said to him at the wedding, Alan would not have bothered to pay attention to him.

But now... I've let you pretend, and now you turn around and say nothing?

It just so happens that this house is somewhat special. Since you don't want to tell us about it, let's make use of it.

“Bang!”

Alan snapped his right fingers and said, "Bring the stuff in and let him experience it."

After saying that, he crossed his legs and prepared to watch the show.

…

Several bodyguards lifted the chair with Khashoggi tied to it and moved it aside. Then several of them lay on the ground and began to lay plastic film.

Half of the room was covered with extremely thick plastic film, and when the edges were trimmed around it, it was propped up with wooden sticks to make a simple large square basin shape.

After the plastic film was laid, Khashoggi was carried back in and the chair was put down, so that Khashoggi was half lying on the chair.

The rope on his hand was untied. The bodyguard who untied the rope looked at Allen, and seeing Allen nodded expressionlessly, he grabbed Khashoggi's right hand, tied it to a wide wooden board on the ground, and fixed one end of the rope tightly to a nail on the board to achieve the purpose of stretching his arm.

Although Khashoggi couldn't figure out what these men in black were going to do to him, looking at their postures, it didn't seem like they were planning to do anything good!

As my arms were straightened and fixed, an inexplicable feeling of fear came over me.

He lay on his back in the chair with a bad view. The posture was very uncomfortable and even turning his head was difficult.

"Let me go, what do you want to do? What do you want to do?"

"Shut his mouth!"

"yes."

“Wuwuwu…”

It was unknown what was stuffed into Khashoggi's mouth, and he was unable to speak. The more this happened, the more terrified he became. But now he could not move a single part of his body, and even if he struggled, he could not muster any strength.

…

As the sound of the pull rod was activated, a sound like the turning of saw teeth reached Khashoggi's ears. Footsteps approached him, and a man wearing what looked like a raincoat, rubber shoes, and even a mask and diving goggles appeared upside down in his field of vision. This man was holding a bone saw that had already been started!

It is a small machine with a long saw blade, used for sawing bones and meat.

The harsh sound of the saw blade made Khashoggi's pupils suddenly dilate, and he looked at the scene in disbelief and trembling.

What is this for?

“Buzz!!!”

Khashoggi didn't have time to think. The bone saw slowly rose in his sight, then quickly approached, and then...

The saw blade hit his stretched and fixed arm!

“Woo!!!!”

“Woo woo woo!”

Khashoggi suddenly began to struggle, but it was in vain. The straps on his body were strong enough. Even if he used all his strength, he couldn't even move the chair, let alone his arm.

The harsh sound of saw blades was accompanied by the sound of bones grinding.

Khashoggi's eyeballs almost popped out of his head due to the severe pain. The bloodshot on his eyeballs was clearly visible. It seemed that his hand had been sawed off along his wrist!

In just a few seconds... accompanied by a burst of blood spurting out, the surrounding plastic film was splashed so much that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

Alan squinted his eyes and stood up, signaling with his right hand to stop.

The big man in the raincoat and holding the bone saw stood up and took a step to the side.

"Take the stuff out of his mouth."

…

"ah!!!!"

As the object in his mouth was removed, Khashoggi's piercing screams filled the room.

Alan sneered and glanced at the painting on the wall not far from him.

It was an oil portrait of an unknown ambassador.

The person in the painting is wearing a suit, sitting at a desk, with a beautiful button on his collar.

There is a bug on this button.

Oil paintings are not flat. Many of them have certain ups and downs due to the stacking of paint. It is very clever to hide this small eavesdropping device here.

But... the person who placed the bug might not know that it was discovered not long after it was installed.

Alan looked in the direction of the bug and smiled, then took two steps forward and looked at Khashoggi lying inside through the plastic film.

…

"Don't you like to say that I'm a devil? How do you feel about this devilish method?"

Khashoggi lay in a chair with a pale face, writhing in pain.

He could no longer hear Alan's questions. His whole body was in pain and he was in so much pain that he was unconscious.

"snort……"

"Saw off his hand as well, and then continue to interrogate him. When you have found out everything, write it down for me tomorrow morning."

The room smelled strongly of blood, and Alan didn't have time to waste here. He left the rest of the time to these bodyguards. He only wanted the result. As for the process... let the Americans listen slowly through the bug.

…

Stockholm Arlanda International Airport, mid-July 1993.

This place was bustling for a while two years ago, but later, apparently due to low passenger flow, Building 2 was out of service. Although it is currently an international airport, the largest number of flights it receives are still domestic flights. The number of international flights received by these airports is less than that of the other two airports.

A row of new black Volvo 960s were parked quietly beside the airport runway. Several people who looked like bodyguards, wearing sunglasses and earphones, were staring closely at the flight that was about to land in the distance.

After seeing the flight number clearly and communicating with the tower again to confirm that it was the target's flight, one of the bodyguards walked to a car parked in the middle and gently knocked on the window.

"Your Highness, that Excellency's flight has arrived."

"oh!"

The car window slowly opened, revealing the face of a little boy. This boy looked very young, but he was actually very young, only 14 years old this year, and was the eldest prince of Sweden.

Originally, this little brat was not needed for the job of receiving Alan this time, but the receptionist who had been arranged was suddenly replaced yesterday, and the king personally appointed the eldest prince to come and receive him in person.

Although the prince is young, he is of high standard!

Upon hearing that Allen's plane had arrived, Prince Bertil simply nodded, showing neither excitement nor nervousness.

He really had never heard of Alan. They were more than ten years apart in age and were not of the same generation, let alone any common topics. The movies Alan had made were not the type that Prince Bertil liked, so... Prince Bertil had no idea about the person he was about to meet. To be more precise, he was even a little annoyed. This was a task assigned to him by his father himself, and it was therefore wasting his personal time.

…

"Haha, I didn't expect that it would be you, Your Highness, who would come to greet me personally?"

It was only after the plane landed that Alan was told that the person who would greet him had changed from an ordinary person from the Swedish Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Swedish Grand Prince.

Although he had never seen this prince, Alan had heard of his name.

Prince Bertil is famous throughout Europe.

It’s not that he is so great, but this guy has been a huge tragedy since he was born.

What a tragedy!

The throne that was in his hands was lost. Is this a tragedy?

This is the throne!

When he was born, he was the apple of the eye of the whole of Sweden, or the entire hope of King Gustav.

But just two years later, everything changed. In order to reflect the absence of gender discrimination, new legislation came into being. Parliament stipulated that any member of the royal family, whether male or female, could inherit the throne.

so……

Prince Bertil, who was only two years old at the time and had not yet been officially named crown prince, lost his throne in such a confused manner. The first person to inherit the throne eventually fell to his sister who was born two years earlier than him.

What’s even more magical is that the old king really doesn’t want to agree to this bill, but he is not the head of Sweden, so what he says is of no use.

Anyway... as the only prince who is the eldest son in the whole of Europe so far, Prince Bertil is neither the crown prince nor has any hope of inheriting the throne in the future.

Is this... a tragedy?

Anyway, Allen judges others by himself. If his title is suddenly gone, he will go crazy...

However, when he really met the little prince, Alan did not see any expression of enduring humiliation on his face. This little brat was only a few years older than William, and he did not seem to understand what losing the throne meant.

…

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Prince Bertil spoke halting English and gave Alan a very American greeting right off the bat.

“…”

"Me too, then let's..."

Allen was speechless at this. It was like two company bosses who had just met at a very formal negotiation table and asked each other if they had eaten.

This is... a little inappropriate, but it can't be said to be frivolous, it's just weird.

"Get in the car and follow me. I'll take you to visit the palace."

"this……"

Seeing that the little brat was neither enthusiastic nor perfunctory, and just looked like he was doing his job in a businesslike manner, Alan looked at the bodyguards behind Prince Bertil.

The bodyguard and Allen looked at each other and shrugged normally without saying a word.

…

Sitting in this Volvo that looked fairly new, Alan touched the interior of the car, which he considered to be extremely simple. This was a luxury car, and a new model from 1991...

This car is not even as good as his old Bentley from the 1980s, it’s too plain!

Are all Swedes like this?

"Master... I did some research before coming here, and it seems that these Swedes... are not as enthusiastic as us. But they are not really unenthusiastic, but most of them are like this, a little... cold to everyone."

Xiao Shitou sat in the passenger seat and twisted his body to introduce himself to Alan. After he finished the introduction, he also said a few words to the driver in Swedish.

"Sir, just speak English. I can understand you, and... you don't have to be so close to me when you talk."

The driver didn't turn his head. He held the steering wheel very seriously and answered Xiao Shitou's questions while driving.

Little Stone: “…”

…

Alan looked at this interesting scene and wanted to laugh. These Swedes were quite interesting.

After getting used to life in Britain, I found that most people in Britain, as opposed to stereotypes, are really talkative.

When people chat with each other, they rarely get straight to the point.

That would seem very blunt and disrespectful.

Even ordinary people wouldn't chat like this.

When people usually chat, they first talk about the weather, recent situations, and current hot news, leaving the main thing for last.

Even when Allen and Boss Cha are chatting, they usually talk about a lot of things.

The more irrelevant the conversation is, the closer the relationship between the two parties appears.

In Britain, talking less proves that the relationship is not good.

It’s that simple, but when I came to Sweden, the people here seemed... the exact opposite of Britain?

Alan even wondered how people from two countries with such huge differences in personality could get along with each other internationally.

…

The long-awaited inspection team finally took shape at the end of June.

There were several large and small inspection teams in total to prevent them from covering up for each other or committing fraud.

The European Parliament's inspection of countries applying to become new members of the European Community is carried out by inspection teams formed by various departments.

As for Alan, of course he made arrangements and was assigned to the Swedish inspection team.

The current inspection team consists of only himself...

Number of members: 0

…

This is not to say that the European Parliament is joking. According to the plan, Allen himself needs to be responsible for recruiting varying numbers of interns and turning this inspection into a private investigation open to interns.

Just highlight one...not too formal.

Anyway, Alan didn't have time to deal with these things, so he assigned the tasks and asked his secretary at the French headquarters to be responsible for recruiting people. He went to Sweden first to check out the situation. By the time he had enough fun, the interns would have arrived too.

By then, we will invite them to dinner in Sweden and hold a few small meetings to give these young people a boost. This investigation will be basically completed.

…

The simplicity of the process far exceeded Alan's imagination. It was called an inspection, but it really seemed like a "half-sale, half-giveaway" formality.

According to the current strategic goals of the European Community, as long as the domestic situation of these countries is not too bad, they welcome these countries to join the European Community family, and of course they will not make things difficult for others on such matters.

Besides... Sweden itself is very strange. Alan has just arrived and he hasn't understood some things in depth yet. He doesn't understand the deep meaning behind them yet.

…

Royal Palace of Sweden.

This royal palace does not refer to the royal palace in Stockholm that tourists can partially visit, but the private palace of the Swedish royal family - Drottningholm Palace, located on Queen's Road in the suburbs.

As soon as he got off the car, Alan was stunned by the scenery here.

If Wales can be considered a rural country, with many jungles and a strong breath of nature.

The environment in which Drottningholm Palace is located can truly be described as magnificent with birds singing and flowers blooming.

People say this place is called the Versailles of the North. Alan didn't think the Palace of Versailles was that great, but now that he is really here, this kind of building is matched with the surrounding environment, flower gardens and scenery.

Tsk tsk tsk… All the complacency that Alan had when he first moved into the new manor disappeared at this moment.

This is what we call a house!