The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Quantico.

Ferber Headquarters.

Intelligence Analysis Department on the third floor.

"Here, William?"

Eddie, who was arranging the desktop, still had a black phone clamped around his neck. He looked at the trainee agent who was squeezing his palms with information in his hands and looking inside at the door. After standing up, he bowed and waved. .

"is there a problem?"

Looking at the handsome little blond boy who looked a bit unfamiliar, Eddie felt like he couldn't help laughing, as if he had seen his former self.

"I, I seem to have discovered something wrong~!"

"Oh~, are you sure you don't want to ask me out tonight?"

Looking at his close sister who was still holding the phone, William was a little at a loss for a moment, not knowing whether she was talking to him or the person on the other end of the phone.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the young man had no choice but to lower his head to avoid overthinking.

"OK~!"

After hanging up the phone, Eddie picked up the coffee on the table and looked at the trainee agent who came to see him carefully, his eyes looking a little boring.

"Say it, brave William. I hope your head is better than the people on the other side of the Great Lakes. They may be soaked in the lake water and smell of rust~!"

As if he was touched by Eddie's burning eyes, the blond boy quickly took out the materials he carried behind his back and stuttered a bit nervously.

"I-I think there might be something wrong with this~!"

After saying that, he quickly laid out three shopping lists on the table, picked up a black pen on Eddie's desk, and marked all three identical items on the list.

"Eddie, take a look and see why they all chose this toy. Also, this is their itinerary. After buying the toy, one went to LA in the west, one went to NY in the east, and the other I took a flight directly and went to Gaul~!”

"Three toy models correspond to three people. They give me the feeling that time is very tight~!"

Once he started to get involved in the case, William seemed to have returned to the way he was when he was solving crimes in the NYPD. Many small clues were hidden in some details. He firmly believed that if there were too many coincidences, it would be man-made.

On the side, Eddie's lowered hair swept across William's face. The young man might not have experienced this kind of test, so he subconsciously stepped aside.

"It's undeniable, I think what you said may have some truth, but it's just three toys after all, and here."

"You can take a look at the communication records here. We are still discussing the introduction of equipment. Well, dear William, I think Martin's teaching staff has made you too sensitive. He is just a responsible instructor! "

Glancing at the purchase list, Eddie looked at the slightly nervous William with interest. It was just three toys. She had also seen these things. Like the agents on the front line, she had not actually put them away. In the heart.

"NO, can we buy a submarine toy from a model company and take a look? They are very frugal and won't spend money here for no reason~!"

As an NYPD officer, William was very impressed by those yellow-skinned people. They were timid, hard-working, and most importantly, stingy. He had been on the police a lot because of disputes over tips. He didn't understand other times, but A big purchase like today made him somewhat overturn his previous understanding.

"You wouldn't think that they can make a toy after buying it. Haha, William, you may be a little sensitive~!"

Addie spread her hands, covered her mouth gently after listening to William's words, and laughed. Her impression of those yellow-skinned people is still that they like to have a long braid hanging on the back of their heads, although they have indeed changed a lot. , but the traditional impression is still difficult to change back. The focus of the two people's argument seems to be this toy, but subjectively, it is the understanding of that area.

"Eddie, why are we setting up plainclothes agents for them? They are really different. What happened 13 years ago, we can't forget. We really should take a look at this toy. God bless, it really is." If it’s a toy~!”

"Of course, if you insist, I think the MPs won't mind the expense of $1.99~!"

Director Mu probably didn't expect that his seemingly well-planned arrangement had successfully deceived the front-line agents and the headquarters agents, but he didn't expect that a trainee agent would find out the clues.

When this toy was placed in the FBO headquarters building, it really attracted a lot of people's attention. The main reason was that it was too long and the packaging was cool.

The submarine toy, which is less than one meter long, really attracted a lot of people's surprise after opening the outer packaging and the display cover on the side. When they learned why they bought this toy, these people's surprise turned into Horrified.

"Damn it, this toy company boss should confess his crimes in court~!"

Seeing that the button was turned and the missile bounced from the middle waist of the submarine onto his desk by a spring, the expression of Boss Hu, the longest-serving BOSS in Ferbole, finally changed.

His country's top secret, information about strategic nuclear submarines, seemed to have been leaked, turned into toys, and bought by toy lovers across the ocean.

The agents below don’t understand. How can he, the BOSS who has been in charge of Ferbole for decades, not know what this toy represents? It represents hundreds of millions of scientific research funds, and the seamless confidentiality work has completely turned it into a complete and utter secret. joke.

His roar at this time was even more intense than that of the instructor below, and he really wanted to smash the toy model into pieces with his fist.

Seeing the state of his BOSS at this time, the senior executive deputy director of Ferbole, who brought Eddie and William over, could not help but have fear in his eyes.

"Inform this company to take back all the sales. Their boss should not be in the office. Prison is where he should be. Let him play with those gays, damn guy. ~!"

"Notify the personnel in the LA office to intercept this damn toy, including the NY office. No matter what, this toy model is not allowed to leave the country, otherwise none of us will be able to bear this responsibility!"

As expected of Fo Bole's big BOSS, his incompetent rage only lasted for a short moment. Knowing that there was a big problem, the most important thing at the moment was to solve it, so he forced himself to calm down immediately, and immediately conveyed the orders one by one.

"There is another one who has left the country. According to the flight time, he should be landing in Gaul soon~!"

"So why are you still in front of me now? Do you want to wait for the other two to leave the country? Get out~!"

The angry Boss Hu grabbed the leader of the senior executive deputy director and said with bared teeth and fierce eyes as if he wanted to eat people.

"You, you are very good, but today we are in trouble, big trouble, William, right? Congratulations, welcome to join Ferb. From today on, you are no longer a trainee agent, a bunch of damn ****, if You are still an intern, and they are ****!"

I'm afraid, this is also the reason why Zheng Chaoyang's expression changed when he heard that he bought three toys of the same kind at one time. One or two toys are easy to say, but once it reaches three, this wonderful number seems to have changed qualitatively.

On the western coast of LA, Xu Wenjie had already boarded the boat. Unexpectedly, he encountered "Open the door". The toy submarine was arbitrarily and unreasonably snatched away by the unreasonable man in blue.

The same situation also happened in NY on the east coast. The Jiangsu Airlines international airliner that Song Jing was traveling on quickly rose from the tarmac at a high angle of attack.

A group of agents with bright yellow Verbol letters printed on their blue vests stood in the terminal building, looking helplessly at the passenger planes showing off their take-off skills through the glass curtain wall, repeating FU*K in their mouths.

At the same time, the MI[-] agent, Mr. James Bond, who was on vacation (looking for love) under the Tower, received a call from his boss, Director M.

Don't ask why Ferbole didn't find the C.I.A. Ask him if the relationship between the two departments is not good, and the dog's brain is about to break out.

In addition, this time, it was indeed Ferbole who failed in his duty. (End of chapter)