A smuggler den was interesting idea. Still, Mithat was thinking to go his home. There were useful things in his home, and they could do some research all night in his Library. Smuggler den, probably very dark corner in London. It wasn't Mithat's style, but the Turk had no choise. His home should be dangerous for now.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Yes, we can go there. We can hide at there, then we can go to my place."</span><br/><br/>Then, a good question came from Murphy. Mithat forgot to introduce himself to Officer. It was a shame for a gentlemen like Mithat. He felt very bad because of it. He was kind of Aristocrat, not really. But he was at high-class with less money. A literated man.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"I apogalize for not introducing myself first. I'm Ibrahim Mithat. I'm a Turkish Diplomat. </span>