When Valerovsky learned the news that his military attaché had completely disappeared, his latent sixth sense told him that the attaché who had stolen France's "top secret" documents was very likely silenced.
As for who silenced him and where he was silenced, Valerovsky had no idea.
"Sigh! I originally wanted to take care of him myself!" Valerovsky sighed lightly and murmured a sentence softly.
According to the laws of the Second Empire, stealing "confidential" documents and selling them to another country is serious enough to warrant the death penalty.
Having a good colonel rank and not taking advantage of it, instead choosing to steal secret documents and sell them, is really like an old man taking arsenic—impatient with living.
Even though the military attaché had been declared dead in Valerovsky's mind, the necessary formalities had to be done.
