DR DOYLE AND THE XIAN CONUNDRUM

 DR DOYLE AND THE XIAN CONUNDRUM

Dr Doyle was feeling happy as he sunk in to his heavily supported, but luxurious, velvet cushioned chair.  His accomplishments earlier that day were a surprise even to himself, although he never doubted that he would eventually be successful. 

 Previous explorations to the orient had proved productive for the corpulent Doctor, but only on a lower level than he wished for. 

 The walls of his private mansion back in the UK were smothered in jade artefacts plundered from Chinese tombs and necropolises. Calligraphy practically papered his study walls, with only small windows of opportunity for his erotic pygmy pornography. Only last year, he had returned from Beijing with an original jade tortoise purloined from the Forbidden City. 

Although well known to Interpol and the Chinese secret police, bribes and the threat of exposure had ensured that he remained free to conduct his nefarious enterprises. He was of course often assisted in his web of deceit and villainy by the rotund but garrulous Pat LVO Cannister, himself famed for his opulence and gaiety at places of merriment and debouchment throughout the capitols and enclaves of old Europe and beyond.

 However, Pat LVO had pledged at an early age not to voyage to the eastern extremities of the orient, and had held himself to this promise in to old age. He was therefore unavailable to assist the portly Doctor in his pursuit of oriental ill-gotten riches in Cathay and beyond.  

The good Doctors intense and deep connections within MI5, MI6 and the secret intelligent services of South Africa and the Netherlands, made it easy for the safe conduct of his nefarious operations involving the shipment of blood diamonds, ivory, gold and Pygmies. But the lack of similar connections in China would always make operating within its extensive borders more difficult, with the exception of the occasional looting of jade from temple complexes and tombs.

 This was the conundrum that perplexed him as he sat in his luxurious chair slowly becoming intoxicated from the opium pipe he was gently inhaling into his black and toxin infused lungs.  His telephone call earlier that day was the first step in what he hoped would energise his oriental expansion and the start of the next chapter in his intriguing and arousing relationship with the dark forces of evil and exploitation.

 Dr Doyle had recently being enjoying the benefits of being created the perpetual curate of the small but wealthy English village of Ambalshit, but had an itch to obtain the notorious spherical object known as the sacred Jade Testicle.

 Many believed it to be no more than a myth, but the good doctor had other ideas, mainly due to an old manuscript that had fallen in to his slippery hands, whilst recovering the Munich Horn on an earlier escapade to Europe. The Munich Horn  had been a tricky affair, with many occasions when those involved believed all was lost. However, after eventually coming up with the goods, the nefarious Doctor had been in good spirits.

 His call earlier that day to the UK was hopefully about to trigger an avalanche of good fortune that would overshadow the Munich Horn and all other previous accomplishments.   

Although not generally well known to the western press, Karl Brunner, a criminally insane South African gangster, had taken controlling hand in all nefarious activity within the dark continent, infiltrating the Doctors network of petty thugs and criminals operating across the width and breadth of the huge African landmass.

To be continued.....