The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 313

In the end, Leonard went anyway, and it wasn't until the next morning that he staggered back to the apartment, looking like a good woman who had been ravaged by a dozen robbers, just in time with Ron who was about to go out for a morning run Hit it straight.

Ron waved to Leonard who worked all night: "Good morning, slut~"

"What are you talking about, Ron."

"Please, I can tell right away, your footsteps are full of shame, I guess your panties must be crumpled up and stuffed in your little bag, right? Just like Petunia every time she doesn't come home at night, Ron pointed to the little black leather bag Sheldon gave him yesterday: "It's my fault, I should ask Sheldon to prepare a new pair of underwear for you."

"What happened?" Sheldon poked his head out of the apartment.

"Nothing, let me borrow it." Leonard hurried into the apartment, not wanting to stay outside for a moment, because he was afraid that Penny would also come out of the apartment, even though the two had broken up, he still wanted to Don't want Penny to know.

"Did you come back in the morning?" Sheldon and Ron followed into the apartment.

"Correct."

"That's a good sign, isn't it?" Sheldon asked uncertainly over his shoulder.

"Of course." Ron nodded with a smile: "Congratulations, Leonard."

"I'm proud of you, Leonard!" Sheldon clapped his hands excitedly: "You are like an ordinary street girl, who sold her body in exchange for precious scientific instruments."

Leonard growled, half ashamed, half annoyed, "I'll say it again, I'm not doing it for the money!"

"What? She ran away after having a good time?!" Shelton was shocked.

"No, I think Leonard is the one who ran away after he had a good time." Ron corrected Sheldon's mistake, and looked at Leonard with concern: "Do you need me to help me get my wages back? Although We, the IRS, do not have this service, but for the sake of our friendship, I am willing to make an exception for you."

"What do you mean?" Sheldon looked puzzled.

"This is something for adults. You will understand when you grow up. Specifically, it is like the clubs Howard often goes to..."

Seeing that Ron was getting more and more outrageous, Leonard quickly interrupted Ron's divergent thinking: "No! That's not the case, she gave me the money from the beginning."

"Smart, collect the money first and then handle the affairs. I found that you really have the potential to be a bad face, Leonard." Shelton nodded in admiration.

Leonard swears that since he met Sheldon until now, all the compliments he has received from Sheldon have not been as much as today. You know, as a child who was raised by a psychiatrist mother PUA, he lacks a sense of identity in his heart For a person like me, it is a dream to be praised by others.

In particular, this compliment comes from Sheldon, who is known for being strict, but the reason for this kind of praise...

Seriously, Leonard would rather never get complimented by Sheldon.

"What?" Leonard wanted to argue at first, but the exhaustion of his body swallowed up his thoughts. After all, Mr. Pei stayed up too late to make hair. It is really a heavy physical work. It is really too much for a small body like Leonard: " Forget it, no matter what you say, I will go in and have a rest first."

Ron is right, Mrs. Larsen is a very skilled woman~
Thinking of this, Leonard showed an intoxicated expression. The more he smiled, the more wretched his expression became, but before he could be intoxicated for a long time, Sheldon's next sentence shattered his daydream.

"That's a good idea, recharge your batteries, there are a lot of rich and horny old women out there, and my brother just needs a new linear accelerator."

Sheldon also laughed intoxicatedly, his expression was exactly the same as Leonard's: "Fortunately, I still felt that he didn't learn anything from his love with Penny."

It’s just that the two people’s happiness is different. One is intoxicated by Mrs. Larsen’s technology, and the other is intoxicated by the upcoming scientific equipment. Considering Sheldon’s particularity, it’s hard to say who is more noble .

"Someone once said that love is the best teacher for human beings, even people with dull aptitude can learn from it."

Sheldon nodded approvingly, he thought Ron was talking about Leonard, but in fact, Ron was talking about Sheldon himself.

Sheldon may not have felt it himself, but as a bystander, Ron has really become more friendly to the naked eye since Sheldon began to fall in love with Amy.

Maybe one day, Amy can really turn Sheldon, a cold robot, into a real person.

An hour later, Leonard and Sheldon Ron, who had a short rest, set off for the school together. As soon as they entered the cafeteria, Leonard was warmly welcomed by Principal Hibbert.

"He's here! The person who attracts the most attention now!" Principal Hibbert yelled loudly, walked up to Leonard, and put his arms around Leonard's shoulders: "He sacrificed his small self, completed his big self, and raised 500 yuan for the School of Physics Ten thousand U.S. dollars!"

"I'm really not here for the money!" Leonard argued loudly, but the applause drowned out her words, and only Principal Hibbert, who was next to him, could hear what he said.

"This kind of self-comfort is also good, at least it can make you feel better, believe me, I have a deep understanding."

After finishing speaking, Principal Hibbert left without looking back, probably looking for a corner where there was no one to recall his sad past, while the scientists from the School of Physics surrounded Leonard like a hero.

"Nice job, man!"

"It's amazing!"

For a moment, Leonard really felt like he had become a hero.

But this time, Ron didn't join in the booing. His attention was attracted by a piece of heavy news on the canteen TV, especially this piece of heavy news was related to her experience last night.

"We spend an average of $2000 a year each on cell phones and the Internet, so I'm very pleased to announce that that era is over."

On the TV screen, the great philanthropist whom Ron and Harry tracked down yesterday, the telecommunications tycoon Valentine, was talking to the news media:

"Because from tomorrow, everyone, regardless of gender, age or child, can receive a SIM card for free, compatible with all mobile phones and computers.

Halo blood can try my communication network for free, free phone calls, free Internet access, everyone enjoys and will always enjoy..."

Valentine's speech won a lot of applause, and Ron estimated that the enthusiasm at the press conference would not be less than Leonard's welcome in the cafeteria of the physics department.

However, if this press conference had just started, the lively scene would definitely kill Leonard by several levels.

That's right, this news is no longer news, it's just a rerun of old news.

In fact, as early as a few days ago, free SIM cards produced by Valentine Company had already been distributed on the market for free. Except for Shelton, the other three scientists also received one each. Howard was full of praise for this, and dedicated his old mobile phone to download special movies, working 24 hours a day.

In this regard, Ron snorted: "Free calls, free Internet access, and compatible with all mobile phones and computers, Sheldon, what do you think?"

"Of course it's a good thing, but I doubt his internet speed. If so many people can use it for free, people like Howard will definitely download xx movies day and night to occupy the network. In fact, the service we get Could be worse..."

Sheldon swallowed the food in his mouth and began to complain, but these were not things Ron wanted to hear.

What Ron was really thinking about was Valentine's motivation for doing this.

As a successful businessman, Ron did not believe that Valentine would make a loss-making business, that is to say, the free SIM card plan he just disclosed at the press conference is profitable.

But the problem is that as a tax collector who deals with various business giants all day long and argues with each other and does not collect taxes, Ronce can't see where its profit growth point is?

According to the experience of his previous life, Ron deeply understands a truth, that is, things that seem to be free are often the most expensive, so... Could it be that they are playing with the privacy information of all users?

Ron's pupils shrank. Logically speaking, this answer makes perfect sense, and it involves everyone's information privacy and security. It is also enough to attract the attention of the tailor to take action against him, which is completely reasonable.

But Ron's intuition told him that this matter was definitely not as simple as she seemed.

Ringing ringing~ The sound of the phone interrupted Ron's thoughts. Ron looked at the name of the caller and didn't want to answer it.

But as soon as he hung up the phone, the phone rang again and again, and Ron had no choice but to answer the phone.

"You are not on the snow mountain at this time, skiing well, why are you calling me? Hobbs."

"Ron, where are you now?" Hobbs' tone sounded very bad: "Something happened. Just an hour ago, a large-scale vicious incident occurred in the Southern Woods Church in Kentucky. The church More than 100 believers were all slaughtered, it was done by a damn British, I will send the photos to your mobile phone now, you can take a look."

Church of the Southern Woods?

Ron muttered the name, and he had definitely heard it more than once in 24 hours.

Sure enough, the photo sent by Hobbs also confirmed his guess. The person in the photo was none other than Harry, who was tracking Valentine with him yesterday.

In the photo, Harry holds a gun in one hand and hangs the other hand by his side, standing blood-stained at the door of the church. Behind him are the skeletons of several believers.

Although according to reliable information, the Southern Forest Church is an organization similar to a cult, but this level of bloody massacre is still a bit too much.

Ron's tone was a bit serious, and he got up and walked to a secluded place outside the cafeteria: "Hobbs, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"Of course not. The guys from the on-site identification department have already conducted a preliminary survey of the scene. All the bullets on the person who was shot were shot from the pistol he left behind at the South site. Ron, do you know this person?"

"Of course he is a master. He is the agent of the tailor shop you mentioned. I was with him last night. Although it was the first day I knew him, my reason told me that this person would definitely not be capable of massacres. You bastard, that's why I said that there may be a problem with your intelligence."

Ron sighed, the situation became more and more confusing, and Ron had no doubt that he was once again involved in a big trouble.

"Are you sure! These bloody Brits are messing around on our property! What are they up to?" Hobbs yelled indignantly, and Ron quickly moved his phone away.

"I'm afraid they also have a last resort. How is that British man now? Has he been caught?"

"Not yet, he's too cunning. When our people arrived, he just held Mr. Valentine hostage, so we had to let him go..."

Ron frowned, which was not quite what he expected.

The news that McCoff informed him at the beginning was that this was an investigation jointly conducted by the intelligence systems of the United Kingdom and the United States, so Ron agreed to help.

But when he came to Hobbs, he didn't know anything about the love affair in the UK, which didn't surprise Ron. As the head of the department, Hobbs couldn't possibly be ignorant of the cooperation information, and years of friendship made Rowan Eun understood that it was impossible for Hobbs to deceive him in such a matter.

From this point of view, there is only one possibility, and that is that the intelligence system of the United States has also been infiltrated, so...

At the same time, Eggsy, who is far away in the British tailor shop, is sitting face to face with an old man code-named Arthur and drinking.

Eggsy was originally a gangster on the street. Because his father saved Harry's life, he was specially called to the tailor shop for training, and even he himself lived in Harry's house.

When the news of Harry's "death" came, he was the one who was most saddened, so he came to Harry's immediate superior to ask for an explanation.

"This is Napoleon brandy from 1815, and we only drink it when someone in the Kingsman dies," said the agent director, pouring a glass for Eggsy: "Harry appreciates you, this time, I think ..."

The chief of secret service was still saying some reminiscence words, but Eggsy couldn't listen to anything, his attention was all attracted by the scar on the back of the chief's ear that was exactly the same as that of Secretary Valentine.

"Eggsy, are you listening?"

"Ah?" Eggsy was called by the supervisor, recovered his senses, looked at the suspicious eyes of the supervisor, he immediately had a plan, pointed to the murals on the wall: "I'm looking at those paintings, those are the former Kingsman ?"

"Yes, those are the founders of Kingsman." The supervisor followed his fingers, and Eggsy quickly switched the two glasses of wine while he turned his head.

The supervisor didn't notice anything wrong: "Come on, have a toast with me, and toast Harry."

The supervisor raised his glass.

"To Harry." Eggsy raised his glass and touched him, and they both drank it down.

Seeing the wine in the glass being drunk, the supervisor finally showed a tinge of color on his face, "You know? Harry was very optimistic about you when he was alive. Maybe I can nominate you to succeed him, as long as you agree with me on some issues." Reached a consensus..."

(End of this chapter)