The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

In an alley more than 300 meters away from the hotel.

Parked was a light blue Type van produced by Volkswagen.

It is slightly different from a normal van. There is a small tail behind the butt, which extends from the wall to the roof. On the roof, a fishbone antenna is capturing electromagnetic wave signals scattered in the atmosphere.

The double doors on the side of the Type van have been opened at this time, and you can see that all the fabric seats that originally covered the entire carriage have been moved to the rear of the vehicle and stacked up.

In the vacant middle part of the car body, there are two long and narrow machines placed next to the car body on the other side. The machines also have buttons of different colors and lights that are flashing.

Two staff members in the car were sitting in front of the machine. One hand was constantly adjusting the working buttons, and the other hand was pressing the earphone on the ear, as if searching for a signal.

This kind of vehicle is in the Iron Tower. No one but homeless people would go to this kind of dark alley. If it were in the capital, it would have been reported eight hundred times by the enthusiastic Chaoyang people.

"Sir, why are you so far away? We have reached the maximum working distance of the monitor, and the signal is very bad~!"

It took a long time for a debugging staff member to catch the signal again. Listening to the constant "tinging, tingling" interference in the earphones, he shrugged his shoulders towards Director Tina who was holding the car door.

"Where are you?"

Tina did not answer the detective's question. Instead, she tapped her knuckles on the car window glass to remind the other agent that after a long time of debugging, there was no result.

"No sir~!"

"After preliminary screening, there is currently no radio signal within a distance of 300 meters in that direction. The radio should be in a state of silence at present. I am blocking clutter signals, especially beyond 500 meters, there is a complex group I have to eliminate the signal source as soon as possible, otherwise it will affect the interception of telegrams!"

Another person, who was also wearing headphones, hurriedly pulled off the headphones halfway without turning his head away. He was still staring at the machine in front of him. He kept turning the knob and quickly deleted the clutter signal sources one by one with his fingers, just like Programmers who stay up late and work overtime to fix bugs are extremely busy.

In comparison, the person responsible for monitoring was more relaxed. There were four monitors installed in the target room, and the supervisor did it himself. As long as there was a trace of sound, the workbench would light up.

Although the monitoring distance is at the limit, and false alerts appear from time to time due to signal interference, the workload is much less than that of the radio station monitor nearby.

"Whether it is clear or not, I need you to record all the sounds completely. Remember, it is necessary to show the concentration you had when you were training in Warrenton. Gentlemen, these CN people are not as simple as you seem!"

"Besides, if the signal is not good, just drive the car forward. Do you want me to teach you how to drive the car?"

Director Tina, who was in charge of the listening station, pushed back her neat short hair, grinned and warned the two monitoring personnel, and then closed the two car doors with both hands.

"Oh, Shet, is this Bichi crazy?"

The person who was debugging the radio monitoring was startled by such a manic movement. He even temporarily put down his work and helplessly spread his hands towards another companion in the car, signaling the girl to take the gunshot.

"No, Ryan, I don't suggest you speak ill of her in the car. Who knows if we are also traveling together...!"

The other person in charge of recording the indoor monitor curled his lips and shrugged his shoulders innocently. Who knows, after all, this girl has been getting more and more angry recently.

Tina, who is wearing a slim camel trench coat, perfectly shows off her proud figure. However, people familiar with the Gaul branch know that this is a rose with thorns, especially recently. I don’t know how the CN people provoked her. This Women, it feels like they are going crazy right now.

How can it be impossible to be crazy!

The people at Fobolle have taken the lead in going crazy. Le Monde de Gallo is a well-known newspaper. It can cover a quarter of the population. The current affairs and political newspapers and magazines and headlines that so many people pay attention to are actually their people. Because he was drunk and robbed a woman, he committed an act of revenge at someone else's embassy.

That's all. The key point is that the four agents sent out were all dead. They failed to snatch the girl and were beaten to the ground. When Le Monde published this, the matter suddenly became a big deal. Everyone in Europa He looked teasingly at his little brother from a hundred years ago.

People in Gaul might just see it as a joke, but in the Eagles, diplomatically, they received the note from the old dust. On the other side of the Parliament, the members of Parliament also seemed to be vultures who smelled the scent of flesh and blood. Impeach Mr. Hoover, who founded and served as head of Ferber for thirty-nine years.

Ferbero does not have the authority to deploy overseas investigative powers, and the CIA is responsible for all overseas matters. At the same time, four Ferbert agents were on vacation at the Tower, and at the same time, a shootout broke out in the embassy, ​​resulting in death.

Whether it is their vacation system management or their force value, they have been deeply suspected by the volunteers. Of course, according to unknown tabloid speculation, it may be special agents sent privately by Ferber to avoid the CIA. permission to perform a secret mission. Of course, this small newspaper was immediately ordered to suspend operations by the local police station that night for rectification, and the person in charge of the newspaper was taken away for investigation. These small matters did not attract the attention of the media.

The authorities of the Tower also worked hard to counter this, displaying photos of the firefight at the scene, photos of corpses, and a huge ID photo that occupies a quarter of the cover. Verbole was thrown into the sand in Europa, and by the way, he was severely beaten. A slap in the face.

Boss Hu couldn't even imagine why the four special agents died mysteriously in someone else's embassy when MI6 had already obtained information about the model. What happened after the model toy was destroyed? He desperately wanted to know the answer.

He was at a loss. On the one hand, he had to accept the summons from Congress and was forced to participate in the inquiry and impeachment meeting. After racking his brains, he had to lower his head and contact the old enemies of the CIA, pinching his nose and asking them to send personnel to investigate the truth.

When the matter comes to the table, he can no longer send people to poke and prod. The departments are different and the division of labor is different. If the teeth are knocked out, he can only swallow them in his stomach.

Once the person in charge of Ferbole goes crazy, the people below him will definitely follow suit, urging the CIA personnel to quickly come up with a different investigation report and completely silence the mouths of those congressmen.

Questioning, he has been the director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation for thirty-nine years. This is the first time he has been questioned so seriously. Although he has doubts, he has no authority when it comes to overseas affairs. He doesn’t even know how many ashtrays he has smashed. indivual.

It can be said that the CIA's goal has been achieved. The Gallic authorities are fanning the flames. They are adding fuel to the fire internally. Although the ending is not perfect, at the moment, Ferber's claws extended to the CIA can be said to have been interrupted. , which solves the urgent need of the moment.

Since it is not perfect, then the situation must be transformed into perfection. Director Tina's responsibility is to get the only roll of film that may be detrimental to the CIA.

Among the evidence of the exchange of fire at the scene, whether it was bullets or confessions, there were clues to the silenced pistol. Once this evidence was in the hands of Verber, not only the truth would be revealed, but at least the CIA would have to face Verbol's wrath.

Li Feng's goal was achieved. With the cooperation of the Gallic authorities, everything happened seamlessly that night, unless the damn film was leaked. Yes, that's right, for Tina, that picture was tight around her neck. a noose on.

"Every sentence of these people must be completely translated. Not only do I need to translate, I also need to know what they are plotting. You don't have much time. If you don't get what I want to see, you will have to start again. Go back to Warrenton and wait for it to get moldy~!”

Tina appeared again, in a small room not far from the vehicle. It was filled with logistical needs and a tape player. Several yellow-skinned agents were immediately nervous when they saw the supervisor appearing. He stood up, looking much more restrained than the two old guys in the car.

Sure enough, they immediately showed off when they met. The two of them hurriedly sat back in front of the workbench. Even though there was no cassette in the tape player, they still put on their headphones obediently.

Seeing such a performance, Tina turned around and left with satisfaction.

Her plan was simple. Since the Gallic authorities had let the situation get out of control, she had to find a way to know what those people were planning. Only by grasping the key points could she force those people and get the film back obediently.

At that time, what is the truth of the matter? I'm sorry, whatever the CIA says it is, that's what it is.

For several days, the hotel room was empty, until today...

"Zi la la - click (the sound of unlocking the door), bang (the sound of closing the door), translate these and send them over, zil la la...!"

"There are so many, can you reduce it a little? Zilala"

"Send it as you are told, no... (no signal)!"

The monitoring light flashed and sounded an alarm. The monitoring agent who had just been idle and idle immediately put down the hamburger in his hand, closed his open mouth quickly, put on the earphones, pressed the record button, and listened carefully. stand up.

The companion on the other side didn't even take a few bites of the burger. He sucked his fingers, flipped the button in a hurry, and carefully searched for the radio signal.

It wasn't until the vehicle moved forward a few meters that the signal began to become clearer.

"Where have you been these past few days?..."

The four shafts of the recording equipment slowly rotated behind the glass lenses, and the black tapes were transferred from one side to the other. The conversation between the two people in the room was recorded from all angles.

Then there was a final sound of closing the door, and the four recording equipment stopped working. The cassettes in the machine were quickly taken out one by one, and then new cassettes were installed again.

As for the previous ones, they had been moved to that room. Several people put the cassettes into the players and started recording the conversation. (End of chapter)