"No problem", William snapped his fingers with a smile, "Although I don't mind helping, but man, revenge, do it yourself to be really revenge".

As soon as the words fell, a cross quickly appeared on the smart glasses on Clyde's face, and the target was Jacques Odia, who was basking in the sun on the beach.

"Should I give the order, fire?"

As soon as the fire was finished, Clyde heard a "bang", and Jacques Odia's head tilted, and his legs slumped on the beach chair and he didn't move.

The camera in the glasses began to stretch down, and Jacques Odia, who had a bloody hole in his head, appeared in Clyde's eyes,

"It's that simple?" said a word of fire, and the enemy hung up, which surprised Clyde, and after thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "Drone?"

"It's as simple as that", William shrugged, not answering the question of whether it was a drone or not, "how hard it can be to take out an unsuspecting person".

Thinking about his past missions, Clyde shook his head helplessly, but it was probably too simple, so that he didn't have the slightest sense of relief in his heart, "Say, what do you want to know?"

"I'm interested in how you knew that the man who was chasing you was the French head of homeland security, Victor Gawell, was behind it," William asked, squinting his glasses.

"No, change the conditions", Clyde refused without even thinking about it, "I'm sorry, I would never betray my only friend and teacher".

"Do you still have a teacher?" said this made William curious.

"Of course there is," Clyde said calmly, "you don't really think that after three years in Siberia, I can become a master of assassination as soon as I appear, so change the conditions."

"What a headache for a change of conditions?" William pondered as he sat in his chair, four fingers tapping on the table, "then let's put it another way, I don't ask who gave you the news, but I want to know how I got it,

And who are Victor Gawell's associates, or who are the people who secretly want to deal with me because I bought the Château de Chantilly?"

"The source of the news?" Clyde said after a moment of contemplation, "the news was obtained through an underground intelligence deal, and the people who secretly want to deal with you, I don't know, man, I'm just a lone wolf, how can I know about the upper echelons of France."

"No, you know", before he cleaned Clyde's memories a few days ago, he and himself didn't say that, at that time, Clyde was very sure that there were many people in Lancy who wanted to deal with him,

And the Château de Chantilly and the Château de Siche, as well as the attached land, add up to 9,800 hectares, which is worth $3.7 billion now, and will certainly be worth more than $10 billion in less than ten years, so William will never let the ownership of these two castles go into any way.

Knowing that Clyde dared to play his own William in this situation, he couldn't help but get angry, stared at Clyde's eyes, and said word by word, "Tell me my name."

It was the first time he was stared at so seriously and fiercely by William, and Clyde suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart, but he really didn't want to betray his only friend and the teacher who had saved his life.

However, Clyde didn't say it, it didn't mean that there were no clues, and within a few seconds of Sunday, he reported in William's ear, "Sir, in the underground intelligence deal, the names that can be called are, Owen Wilson, Mark Varey, Jack Gyllenha, Tobin Foster."

When William followed the name of Tobin Foster on Sunday, Clyde's heart beat violently a few times, which made William, who had been on the mental scan, immediately say, "Tobin Foster".

"Hell", Clyde cursed in his heart, he was very confident that there was absolutely no expression on his face, but William could detect that Tobin Foster was the person he wanted to protect, which made Clyde's heart full of bitterness.

"Hehe, Tobin Foster, the biggest traitor in the history of C1A, the black hole of the intelligence community that C1A dares to sell any intelligence for money," while listening to the information that came out of his ears on Sunday,

William stared at Clyde with a smile, "It seems that your experience in the past ten years is indeed legendary, Mr. Shelton,

It's no wonder that you, a person who has long been unpatriotic in your heart, have been cooperating with special departments such as C1A and the English Military Intelligence Agency, and isn't it very profitable to sell intelligence? It's very exciting? Isn't it a great sense of accomplishment to take revenge in disguise?"

Every time William said a word, Clyde's heart sank, and just when he thought William would hand him over to C1A's people, he saw William throw something no bigger than a grain of rice on the table in front of him, and said with a smile, "Put it on, maybe we can have a good talk."

Seeing William's undoubted appearance, what he said seemed to have a turnaround, Clyde put the micro headphones in his ears without suffering the loss in front of him, but he planned to find a way to take out the headphones after he went out.

It's a pity that Clyde still doesn't know William, and as soon as the headphones are put into his ears, a creepy feeling directly comes to his heart,

Because the tiny headphones actually crawled into his ear drum by themselves, Clyde, who was furious, immediately stood up and stared at William, and jumped to his feet and asked, "FK, what the hell is this?"

"Of course it's a good thing, long-distance communication equipment", William teased with a smile, "Don't worry, it's safe without my orders, but you can also try what the consequences will be if you take it out on your own without my consent."

After speaking, William made a flowering gesture in his hand, and said with a smile as he walked out, "The plan to get you out is tonight, but my plan is a little different from the plan you have planned for ten years, because, for the safety of those four billion dollars, I have to make some small changes.

Rest assured, I promise you are safe for the time being, for I want to meet the legendary traitor named Tobin Foster, and see you in the evening, Mr. Clyde".

At seven o'clock in the evening, after thinking about it all afternoon, knowing that he didn't want to kill Clyde, he finally decided to act according to his plan first, as for what changes William's plan would have, he couldn't care so much now.

Walking to the iron door of the cell, he listened quietly for a few minutes, and made sure that the two prison guards who were watching him left their posts and went to the dining room for dinner without permission.

Clyde went to the sink in the confinement room, pressed the switch behind the sink, opened the tunnel door, and climbed into the basement.

But as soon as he walked to the hanger to change his clothes, he was horrified to see a package quietly placed on the table next to the hanger.

Taking a few deep breaths and trying to calm himself down, Clyde picked up the note on the package and looked at the words printed on the slip with the printer, 'Bulletproof version of the close-fitting autumn coat, wear it or not'.

"FK, why did that bastard avoid so many surveillance probes", Clyde scolded and walked to the computer to check, but after ten minutes of watching, he found nothing.

"You're so powerful, William Devon Hill," finally Clyde obediently put on his coat, for he was already convinced that William not only really knew everything about him, but also tm elusive.

In this case, Clyde would be a fool if he didn't wear a bulletproof coat.