The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Xu Delin’s detention warrant kept floating around.

Like a fallen leaf, it fell on the wool carpet in Afghanistan.

"That's impossible, you're insulting me...!"

"You are insulting our intelligence. Do you know how many days Yuezhou Airport was closed because of his illegal behavior?"

"The flights that were diverted, the planes that were boarded, the passengers that were exposed, because of the high-intensity radioactive dust that he carried, do you know how much damage he caused to us~!"

Faced with Jones's attempt to quibble, Li Feng stood up, poked his shoulder with his finger presumptuously, and looked gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

Jones didn't even bother to pick up the detention warrant on the ground. He quickly stood up and looked at Li Feng with a stern expression.

"Stupid, absolutely stupid, two MI6 agents, both idiots who can go into a museum~!"

"Why?"

Jones was confused for a moment. He knew what idiot meant, but how did it get involved with the museum?

"Oh my god, Mr. Li, I'm sorry to cause you trouble, but I wonder if there is a possibility that I am wrong."

Jones is about the same height as Li Feng, but his hair is obviously not as thick as Li Feng's. Hair volume represents fighting power at this time. Li Feng doesn't mind having less hair. Of course, this consequence will have a negative impact on foreign affairs.

"Did I make a mistake? I caught Watt at the airport with my own hands. It was me. I caught him with my own hands. Do you understand?"

"My daughter and I were on the same flight. The radioactive dust it carried leaked out. Passengers are suffering from radiation sickness. Tell me, I made a mistake!"

It was said in "Joy of Life" that negotiations between two countries should be magnanimous. Li Feng pointed at Jones' nose, which was very ungraceful. He was like an angry lion who would risk his life for the safety of his cubs.

"I was so close to him at that time, pointing a gun at him, asking him to put down his suitcase and open it for inspection. The Geiger counter of the customs department at the airport immediately went off like a rocket!"

The fingers of both hands were clenched together, then put in front of Jones's eyes and opened, showing the thrilling scene at that time.

Of course, Li Feng filled it in with some things that the outside world did not know, so as to test how much Britain knew.

"Dozens of passengers on the same flight saw this and said, 'This is my ticket. This is my daughter's ticket. My daughter is only four years old. What did she do wrong?'"

Jones wiped away the saliva that sprayed on his face. He looked at Li Feng's fierce eyes and glanced at the names on the two tickets. He felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at him again.

"Sir, what happened? Do you need us to come in?"

Maybe it was because Li Feng’s roar in the office was very loud, and dense footsteps were heard at the door again, followed by the guard’s inquiring voice coming from the door.

"No, no problem~!"

After driving away the guards outside, Jones clapped his hands helplessly, then sat down with a sympathetic look on his face.

The person who came to notify turned out to be one of the victims, and he also had a daughter. No wonder he was so excited. Jones said he understood it very well. If it was him, he might be more excited than the young man in front of him.

Sympathy is sympathy, but the position cannot change. Jones still maintained a diplomatic tone and spoke to Li Feng.

"I'm very sorry, this may be Watt's personal behavior. Of course, we still need to investigate and we will reserve our opinion."

"Hey, what are you going to do~?"

As soon as his butt touched the stool, Jones saw Li Feng taking off his coat with the plane ticket in his mouth. He stood up immediately. Perhaps he was afraid of being beaten, so he trotted to the door.

"Look, this is the mark left by the blood test in the hospital. My daughter was so scared that she kept crying. She was afraid of injections, you know, she was very scared, but for her safety, I had to..." After rolling up his sleeves, Li Feng did not raise his fist. Instead, he pointed to the needle mark on his wrist where the blood test was left. Jones pushed his glasses and then carefully came over to take a look.

"I would like to ask, do you have children? Do you love your children? Yes, that's right, you are British, you have to uphold the so-called honor of your country, but your heart knows whether you are lying or not~!"

"You will live in guilt for the rest of your life. A four-year-old girl named Li Hui, nicknamed Huihui, is still receiving treatment. If she is brought to the International Court of Justice, I will personally bring her with me to let the world see what the hell you did!"

Although he did not swing his fist, Li Feng swung the PUA stick and hit Mr. Jones on the head.

"Um, I'm so sorry, but...!"

Sir Jones is now having a headache. The man in front of him is the victim, the victim's father, and he personally arrested Watt at the airport. He is also an eloquent foreign affairs officer.

If it was just one identity it would be fine, but several identities were entangled together, and people took advantage of international public opinion and sympathy, and even talked about him, so he felt a little guilty.

"There is no but. You can continue to argue with me here, but the International Court of Justice in The Hague will not listen to your arguments~!"

"Tell me, if this isn't a crime, then what is? How did a technician get the radioactive dust from within our country? He's not even a technician. He's a secret policeman from Scotland Yard, an agent of your MI6."

"Mr. Jones, I am very disappointed with you. As a foreign affairs officer, I am now officially informing you that we have already given a formal reply to your note~!"

"But as a father, I will go to The Hague in person. I need your queen to give me an answer. Your clumsy agents carried dangerous nuclear radioactive materials on public transportation. This is a serious violation of humanitarianism and human rights. How is your MI6 trained? It's a piece of shit!"

"No, it's worse than shit~!"

It feels so good, so good. It feels so good to stand on the moral high ground and accuse others. Li Feng experienced it today. Fortunately, he did it himself. No one else could achieve this effect.

When Jones heard that Li Feng was going to sue his boss, although he was a mascot, his expression changed. Seeing Li Feng getting ready to put on his coat and leave, he immediately became conflicted.

He knew that he couldn't anger a father easily, otherwise he would do anything. If he really went there, even if he lost the case, it wouldn't matter if MI6 became a laughing stock, but the head of the organization couldn't do that, even if he was a mascot.

"No, Mr. Li, OK, okay, here's my opinion. Why don't we sit down and talk?"

Seeing that Li Feng was really planning to leave, Jones couldn't help it. Some things might not be important, but some things, when reached to a certain level, were very important to him.

She must be appeased, she must be appeased. If she is not appeased, let alone taking the case to the International Court of Justice, even if it is exposed, it will have a serious impact on export trade. Yes, export trade has nothing to do with the Queen, Jones convinced himself.

"For Watt's personal stupid behavior, we can use part of Watt's salary to make reasonable compensation to you and your daughter~!"

"No, I personally don't care, but the two civilian flights and the passengers on them are all victims. I will not accept your compensation~!"

As he said this, Li Feng tried to break free from Jones' arms, without any hesitation and without any compromise in his heart.

"Mr. Li, there is an old saying among you that one should not be greedy!"

"Fuck you, I'm not here for compensation, I'm here for international humanitarianism, to punish your stupid MI6, to expose your women...!"

At this moment, Li Feng seemed to be covered with a layer of rosy light, and he looked sacred and solemn, as if he had been sublimated.

At the last moment, Jones blocked the door with a pleading look in his eyes. You may say MI6 are stupid or foolish, but you can't keep trying to implicate the leader. She definitely didn't ask you to do this!

"I can make a reasonable application to Downing Street for your daughter. As long as you don't make excessive demands, we can both end the matter satisfactorily. OK?"

"Artillery reconnaissance radar, detects the landing point of artillery shells. I know you have it. I want its technical information. My daughter likes this toy very much~!" (End of this chapter)