ed. He kept his eyes on Bond. “Now you asked where we come in on all this. We come in because we cleared 杭州洗浴桑拿 this particular German, and all the others, before they were allowed to come over here. We’ve got the dossiers of all of them. So when this happened the first thing RAF Security and Scotland Yard wanted was the dossier of the dead man. They got on 杭州男士养生会所 to the Duty Officer last night and he dug the papers out of Records and sent them over to the Yard. Routine job. He noted it in the log. When I got here this morning and saw the entry in the log I suddenly got interested.” M. spoke quietly. “After spending the evening with Drax, it was, as you remarked, a curious coincidence.”
“Very curious, sir,” said Bond, still waiting.
“And there’s one more thing,” concluded M. “And this is the real reason why I’ve let myself get involved instead of keeping clear of the whole business. This has got to take priority

over everything.” M.’s voice was 杭州下沙足浴特殊 very quiet. “They’re going to fire the Moonraker on Friday. Less than four days’ time. Practice shoot.”
M. paused and reached for his pipe and busied himself lighting it.
Bond said nothing. He still couldn’t see what all this had to do with the Secret 杭州夜生活去哪里搞 Service whose jurisdiction runs only outside the United Kingdom. It seemed a job for the Special Branch of Scotland Yard, or conceivably for MI5. He waited. He looked at his watch. It was noon.
M. got his pipe going and continued.
“But quite apart from that,” said M., “I got interested because last night I got interested in Drax.”
“So did I, sir,” said Bond.
“So when I read the log,” said M., ignoring Bond’s comment, “I telephoned Vallance at the Yard and asked him what it was all about. He was rather worried and asked me to come over. I said I didn’t want to tread on Five’s corns 杭州足疗一条街 but he said he had already spoken to them. They maintained it was a matter between my department and the police since it was we who had cleared the German who did the killing. So I went along.”
M. paused and looked down at his notes.
“The place is on the coast about three miles north of Dover,” he said. “There’s this inn nearby on the main coast road, the ‘World without Want’, and the men from the site go there in the evening. Last night, about seven-thirty, the Security man from the Ministry, this man Tallon, went along there and was having a whisky and soda and chatting away with 杭州桑拿美女 some of the Germans when the murderer, if you like to call him that, came in and walked straight up to Tallon. He pulled out a Luger-no serial numbers by the way-out of his shirt and said,” M. looked up, ‘”I love Gala Brand. You shall not have her.’ 杭州养生按摩网 Then he shot Tallon through the heart and put the smoking gun in his own mouth and pulled the trigger.”
“What a ghastly business,” said Bond. He could see every detail of the shambles in the crowded taproom of a typical English public house. “Who’s the girl?”
“That’s another complication,” said M. “She’s an agent of the Special Branch. Bilingual in German. One of Val-lance’s best girls. She and Tallon were the only two non-Germans Drax had with him on the site. Vallance is a su