The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Monitor the vehicle side.

As the sound in the hotel room increased, the workload increased significantly.

Originally, two people could get the job done, but now, the two people in the car were obviously too busy, and the people in the small room had to come and pick up the tapes and intercepted telegrams.

Everyone in the small room was very busy at this time, deciphering and translating, and Director Tina had her hands in her arms and was communicating with other departments.

"We can't get close to the hotel. The "swimming pool" must have started to intervene. Now they don't accept other guests, so we can't get in at all~!"

Tina, who was staring at the yellow-skinned agent translating the conversation, turned her head suddenly after listening to the bald man's conversation. Her face with exquisite makeup looked extremely gloomy at this time.

"Don't emphasize your difficulties. Haven't you seen that our workload has also increased a lot? Is it possible that you don't have a way to solve it and let these people do it?"

"Shit, Smith, I'm only responsible for getting our things back. If you can't solve other things, go find the BOSS yourself, not me, get out!"

The yellow-skinned detectives at the table ignored the quarrel behind them. They pressed their headphones with both hands and carefully discerned the words. However, the sound they received this time was much louder than before, which also helped them cope with the high-decibel environment. , and still insist on translating the dialogue.

On a piece of white paper, four players were running at the same time. As the pen passed by, paragraphs of dialogue were translated into British, until the machine stopped.

"OK, Director Tina, wait a moment~!"

The leader of the Banana Man personally gathered the four translations together and passed them one by one at his separate desk. This time he was given a big surprise. The four translations were basically the same, so omit them. It took him a lot of effort.

"Tina, you have your considerations, but please think about us...!"

"Stop, Smith, I was able to find the information about their handshake and provided it to you. It has helped you a lot. You can't ask us for anything more. We are two departments from you!"

Holding the translation document, Tina read it carefully. As a result, the bald man next to her was still whining like a fly. In anger, she pushed the man away and walked back to her desk. .

"Yes, you are right, Tina, but the specific time, and where it is now, in such a short time, we have no way to find conclusive evidence..."

"Evidence, three shitty agents from your department were arrested. Haha, you almost ruined our mission, did you know~!"

With a sneer, Tina couldn't help but rolled her eyes and left. The key was that she didn't find out what the two parties were negotiating. Forget it if she didn't find it. The key was that she was caught by the Gallic authorities as a painting thief. stand up.

I have to say that this made Tina look down on her.

"Don't look, they weren't invited. It seems that Picasuo rejected them and was so embarrassed that he even said bad things about him behind his back~!"

Seeing the bald man also poking his head, looking directly at the translation in his hand, trying to read something from it, Tina said angrily.

"Didn't they bring back paintings?"

"Who knows, maybe it's the painter's scrapped manuscript. Look, Orientals don't understand what art is at all~!"

Shaking her head, there was still no dialogue showing what they had done with the film. Tina looked sad and looked at the same bald head with relish. This was all useful information for him.

"They are sending more manpower and are carrying weapons. It seems that they are attacking the garbage outside the embassy. I think these should be useful to those congressmen and I can try to persuade them~!"

Smith, who scratched his bald head with few hairs on his head and held the document in his hand, was overjoyed. Although this could not be used as direct evidence, they had sent extra manpower. Those congressmen who could only yell should be satisfied now.

As a result, before she was happy for two seconds, Tina took the document away from her hand without hesitation, pointed it at it, and lit it with a lighter.

"No~!" Smith wailed heartbrokenly.

"No, this document belongs to us. You can't take it away. Before our affairs are settled, we can't stop them openly, not at all!"

Thinking of that scoundrel Li Feng, if the diplomats issued a note to stop them both after the intelligence was transmitted back to the country, Tina suspected that the scoundrel could backhand sell the CIA to Ferbole.

"No, you can't do this~!"

Seeing the information he had obtained in front of him go up in flames, the bald man went crazy. "He's a madman, Smith, remember, I swear, he will destroy us~!"

Tina felt that it was almost done. The country already knew about the handshake between the two parties. Whether they took it seriously or not, it no longer mattered whether the evidence was proved or not. The CIA had done its job well. After all, it had reminded those high-ranking gentlemen to wait for the congressmen. Reacting to the situation, the matter is settled, and at best both parties shirk responsibility from each other.

This matter is no big deal.

The thing in the hands of the stinky man is the thing that can kill you. The boss didn't help the bald department to find him. It seems that he was also worried about this, and everything was kept secret.

It was time to meet that stinky man again. After all, he had grasped something important about him. He should and did not want the CIA to cause trouble for them at such an important time.

"Tina~!"

"Mr. Smith, the most important thing for you now is not to stay here, but to take tonight's flight, buy a cup of coffee to gag the MPs before they go to work tomorrow, use your mouth to convince them, if they don't believe it, let them You bring out the evidence and you throw coffee in their faces~!”

After saying that, Tina picked up the windbreaker, simply stirred her hair behind her head, took out a fishbone clip from the drawer, and collected the scattered hair.

Looking at Tina's retreating back, Smith frowned. He knew that Tina was teaching him how to get rid of subsequent responsibilities. Pouring coffee in public was nothing more than making things worse at the smallest cost.

If the congressmen still don't believe it this time, it will definitely not be me who becomes the laughingstock later.

"Ticket, it seems I need one~!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Smith sighed. The CIA was just like the congressmen. Everyone had their own ideas, and they could only look out for themselves when it came to their own interests.

……

six o'clock in the evening

The entrance of the Palace Hotel.

Three black Renault cars slowly drove to the door.

The first person to get out of the car was a strong man nearly two meters tall. He got out of the car awkwardly and stretched his waist. He seemed to be exhausted.

Then Ayao, the supervisor of the Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce in Gaul, got out of the car and squinted his eyes at the hotel. He turned the dagger in his hand and put it into his sleeve.

Lao Wu, who was in charge of driving, wanted to help Mr. Dong after parking the vehicle, but was pushed away.

"You really think I'm not in good health, so get out of the way~!"

Waving his arms and holding a faucet stick in his hand, Mr. Dong slowly leaned his upper body out of the car. He was wearing a light gray Chinese gown and black cloth shoes. He looked more like a teacher from an old school.

After restraining the intimidation of the leader of the gang, walking on the road, he was an ordinary little old man, and he was the kind of dirtbag.

"You all don't go in, Xiao Wu and Han Bao'er come in, don't scare others~!"

When he reached the door, he saw Ayao and others opening the door and wanting to follow them in. Master Dong waved his hand and walked in first.

Han Bao'er, who was already hungry, heard that Mr. Dong was taking him in. He grinned widely, covered his head with his hands and got into the hotel door. Lao Wu who followed behind was originally waiting for A Yao to go in first. Unexpectedly, after Master Dong said this, he could only spread his hands with Ayao and go in with a wry smile.

It was already meal time in the restaurant, and everyone from the investigation department to the chemical fiber purchasing team had gone downstairs to eat.

At this time, he looked at the menacing cars outside through the window glass, stopped holding the knife and fork in his hand, and focused his eyes on Li Feng over there.

It wasn't until he saw everyone getting out of the car at the door of the hotel and looking inside that Li Feng slowly picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth.

He knew that the rightful master he was waiting for had arrived.

"You all go up~!"

Looking at the people who had stopped to eat, Li Feng said softly, staring at the door of the restaurant. (End of chapter)