Even though they are agents, they have never seen Jiang Hua take action, but they are so unpredictable and have all kinds of weird equipment that it is hard to guard against. If you are not careful, you will be killed. Even though they have just been together through life and death, no one can trust anyone. Agents originally It is a profession that cannot be trusted, even if it is a close friend or even a husband and wife, the killer will never be merciful.
An FBI supervisor who had just been hung up on by Jiang Hua was losing his temper in the office. After a moment, he said to the bald middle-aged man Nick next to him: "Nick, do you think this Asian really knows the location of the mercury-red nuclear bomb?"
"Director, according to intelligence, just yesterday afternoon, a huge amount of energy erupted in the sky over the east London Strait. According to the video information and the detected energy level, ordinary bombs definitely do not have this power. According to the information exchanged with the CIA yesterday, it should be confirmed It's a red mercury nuclear bomb. According to the information revealed on the phone just now, it was a conditional exchange. He should know the information about this nuclear bomb, and it is very likely that it is in the special zone. We would rather believe that it exists. If it is not handled well, then it is really What a disaster." Nick touched his bald head, rubbed his face, and expressed his analysis.
The supervisor took off his glasses and wiped them: "It's not easy to handle with it. We don't know the status of this bomb, so we have to capture him alive and get useful information from his mouth."
Nick thought for a while and then said: "This Jiang Hua may be an agent of some country, most likely an agent of China, but we and the CIA do not have this person in our database at all. We need to act as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause trouble."
"Our overseas operations capabilities are not enough for us to arrest him immediately. This matter is of great importance. I will contact the CIA and ask them to take action immediately." The supervisor said and rubbed his eyebrows.
"In this case, we will share a lot of credit." Nick was a little confused. Usually the supervisor was at odds with the CIA, but this time he agreed so easily.
"When I contacted CIA yesterday, I asked about the mercury-red nuclear bomb. They were always vague. Finally, I told them that we received intelligence that there was a mercury-red nuclear bomb in Washington DC. Finally, they wanted information, but I hid it. Yes, I am also sure that the nuclear bomb is real. Our action team has to be dispatched from the country. After it passes, it will be too late. It is better to let the CIA take action. After yesterday's incident, I believe that their people have already taken action. It is better to simply Tell them this information, and I believe there will be cooperation in the future. After all, they have no domestic action rights, and the specific actions depend on us." After the supervisor said that, he picked up the phone and made a call. Nick exited the room and closed the door.
Jiang Hua chatted for a while and then said goodbye to Frank. It was time to separate: "Then we'll say goodbye this time. I hope we can have a good drink and talk next time we meet."
Jiang Hua left the hotel, and then stayed in a hotel dozens of meters away. Less than an hour later, he received a reminder from Tinder that the hotel he originally stayed in was secretly surrounded and searched. According to the call records, he traced the source. They are CIA operatives stationed in London
He was not surprised, because this result was within his expectation. CIA's intelligence capabilities are second to none, especially in Europe. It can be said to be a bit blatant. Jiang Hua did not deliberately hide himself, and even his appearance did not change, because he regarded this as make a game
After searching nearby, he used the source nanorobot to control a local gang leader, opened a new room opposite, and moved in. Jiang Hua teleported into the guest bedroom and looked at the gang leader lying on the bed. , with tattoos all over his face, he is the one who will be sacrificed today. He is not a good person either. He does all kinds of murders, drug trafficking, and human trafficking. He uses the Imperius Curse to control it, and then calls his subordinates for help.
Ten minutes later, five CIA operators appeared in the hotel corridor and approached cautiously. Jiang Hua snapped his fingers and activated the Imperius Curse, controlling the five people. They took out their silenced pistols and electronic tools, and quickly cracked the code. I used the hotel's electronic access control and quietly entered the room without making a sound. As expected of a professional, I found that no one was in the living room, and then cautiously approached the ensuite bedroom.
Then he gently turned the door handle, preparing to rush in and capture the target alive. Jiang Hua controlled the gang leader and directly asked him to pick up the pistol on his body and shoot fiercely at the door.
An agent outside the door was killed immediately. It was not that this little gangster was brave, but Jiang Hua was cheating. The other three suppressed the bedroom door with firepower, and then rushed in. Jiang Hua teleported back to his room. Leave a few people to fight here
With Jiang Hua's cheating, the little boss showed off his power, injured one agent, and then died together with the other. The remaining three found out that they had accidentally killed the "target" and hurriedly evacuated, but before they could go downstairs, they met the little boss. With the support of the leader, what followed was a shootout like fried beans. The remaining three agents were beaten into pieces. More than a dozen gangsters also suffered heavy casualties, leaving only eight people alive.
The police were also very fast and efficient. Less than three minutes after the gunshots were heard, a police car came downstairs of the hotel and began to evacuate the crowd. Jiang Hua also took the opportunity to come to the road to watch the excitement. He also Frank, Sarah, and Marvin were found in the crowd. Jiang Hua waved his hand as a greeting.
Looking at Jiang Hua who was safe and sound, the three of them were not too surprised. After all, we are all in the same industry, and we still have the abilities that we should have.
Originally, there were three agents on guard downstairs in the hotel, but they heard from the headphones that they had accidentally killed the "target". They were blocked in the corridor, and they quickly went upstairs to support, but it was too late. They evacuated the hotel after one person fell. Because the siren is approaching
At this moment, in the London Temporary Operations Command, the operations director was furious because the mission was messed up, the target that needed to be captured alive was killed, and six operational personnel were lost inexplicably. It was such a complete failure, and he didn't know how to explain it to his superiors. , because this is the highest-level mission, and the men lost are the elites in London.
After reporting the results, he was scolded by the domestic headquarters. If the incident hadn't been settled yet, he, the supervisor, would have been suspended. But soon he had new hope because someone reported it. The target of the operation was spotted on surveillance outside the hotel.
Jiang Hua got into a taxi and headed towards the British Museum. He browsed around and copied and dropped packages. The range of his mental power was three hundred meters, which was enough to include the underground research institute and the warehouse where cultural relics were stored. Looking at the glass dome, Jiang Hua smiled slightly. With a smile, he took the lead towards the dozen exhibition halls of Chinese cultural relics, because he couldn't wait any longer.
Just like this, it took more than three hours to copy and replace the cultural relics in the entire museum. I also placed a handful of Yuan nanobots so that they could become fakes at any time, and then asked Yuan to separate some of them and prepare them for him. Visiting museums and private collections around the world, now with the soul injected by Jiang Hua, Yuan can use a ten-meter weakened version of his mental power to store and store items through space
During dinner in the evening, I made a phone call to Li Qingyun and chatted about what I had seen in London. By the way, I took a taxi and drove around in circles with the tail following me. The local news was displayed on my phone, and the hotel shooting incident at noon was displayed. , defined as a gang vendetta, Jiang Hua chuckled, wondering what price the United States would pay to solve this incident, because Jiang Hua tampered with one of the dead agents, changed his fingerprints, and put some obscure His identity information made him a suspect in the murder of a London government official a week ago. With Tinder's supercomputing power, he could modify the surveillance video to make him a greater suspect.
I found a hotel to stay at that night. It was a five-star hotel with great security. The most important thing was that there were many big shots here and there were also many scapegoats. Jiang Hua didn’t believe that not many of these big shots deserved to die.
Jiang Hua controlled the hotel computer, set his virtual room as an ordinary room, and moved into a presidential suite. Not long after he moved in, many people came in upstairs in the virtual room, and various monitoring equipment and monitoring equipment were indispensable. Jiang Hua selected This ordinary room has a purpose. People are already living downstairs and around it. The room on the upper floor is empty. The next floor is the presidential suite. There lives a big shot, a minister of commerce in Germany. This time he comes to London. For business exchanges between the two countries, it was arranged here by the British government. Ganghwa’s real room is on the top floor.
Soon the London Police Department received an anonymous call. Someone was monitoring the country's Minister of Commerce. This information was quickly reported to the Military Intelligence Bureau. With Tinder's backing up, the confidentiality of the information was much higher until the Military Intelligence Bureau agents Entered the hotel and broke in. The two sides exchanged fire and suffered heavy casualties.
Jiang Hua leisurely looked at the three-dimensional projection on his mobile phone, eating popcorn and drinking drinks, immersed in the scene. In the end, all the surveillance personnel died. The object of surveillance was the presidential suite upstairs. The evidence was conclusive.
Jiang Hua's hotel manager came to the door in person, apologized and gave him a bottle of red wine, and then had a good sleep peacefully. However, the Internet was already going viral. The gunfire last night was not covered up at all. It was in downtown London. An "anonymous" person in a five-star hotel in a prosperous area revealed that the incident was caused by the CIA spying on the country's Minister of Commerce, who was discovered by the Military Intelligence Agency and fought desperately. There are even real-time video records of Military Intelligence operators. There was even speculation that a government official from a week ago was involved because that official was a mid-level official in the Eagle Country Department of Commerce.
Now the CIA is even more clueless. Because today is the weekend, there are a lot of idle people, so a parade crowd has begun to gather downstairs, shouting slogans. John Bull is very proud, advocating the inheritance of the nobility, and the concept of free cowboys. They don't get along at all, and they have a disdainful mentality. Now that they're being knocked on the door, how can they endure it?
Jiang Hua stood on the balcony of the suite, looking at the crowds starting to gather in the square in the distance, with a mysterious smile on his lips, because he had follow-up arrangements and a new plot was involved.
