Although Kevlar has existed for a long time in this era, Kevlar has two fatal flaws, one is that it will degrade when exposed to ultraviolet rays, and the other is that it will hydrolyze when it encounters water, and the bulletproof effect will slowly decrease when the air humidity is larger.

So the new material that William took out is not only thin and can be made into any coat, but also has no defects in Kevlar, so this new bulletproof suit is not worried that no one will buy it.

Even if William didn't give them shares, for the sake of money, Catherine and Garris would agree to help sell them, and now they have more motivation to get shares, and they don't pay attention to the standard of 300 sets at all.

Catherine even thinks that according to her social circle, she can sell 300 units in England alone.

After negotiating, the three of them finally began to talk about business.

William, as the future owner of the fund, Catherine, an old-fashioned middle-aged woman, is a little flattering when she talks to him now, "William, when the matter is over, I should treat you to a big meal to express your gratitude."

"It's easy," said William, looking at his watch, to Catherine, "now at 3:10 a.m., as long as you give the order, my men will be able to do it by 5 o'clock, and then we will easily go to dinner,

I know of a new restaurant with three Michelin stars in the Chelsea borough, and their Chef Gordon Ramsay's Pan-Fried Cheese Pure Chicken Sandwich tastes so good."

Garris answered, "It's the kind you ate at your castle last time."

William nodded, "That's right."

"If that's the case, it's worth it," Garris said, turning to Catherine, "Katherine, I highly recommend you try it, Chef Gordon Ramsay's cooking is really good, and I've heard that their prices are not expensive."

"Okay, when that's over, let's go try it" Seeing that both of them strongly advised, Catherine couldn't help but be moved.

"Di、、、 Di, Di", the phone on Catherine's desk rang, and when the voiceover was pressed, Catherine said solemnly, "What's the matter?"

"Ma'am, Commander Richard Bloomley, London's special terrorist dealer, has arrived, and 007 would like to see you in the meantime."

"Let them in", M has just had an accident, and it is a little unreasonable to see Bond at this time.

Soon Bond and Commander Blomley knocked on the door and walked in, led by the secretary.

William stood up and shook Bond's hand, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Condolences, Craig".

"Thank you," Craig said with an unnatural expression, "it's all my fault, if I hadn't told M about your plan, M wouldn't have asked to bring Silva back to England, and on that island, I should have killed him directly."

"Hey, don't think about it, you're here just in time, we're just discussing how to take out Silva."

When Commander Blommley heard this, he and Catherine made eye contacts,

Catherine nodded, "That's right, William knows some information, and we were just discussing how to capture Silva."

"Anyway, we already know the whereabouts of the mastermind Silva," Blomley asked in surprise, "why did he kill M when he knew his whereabouts?"

"I'll have to ask Mr. Bond why Silva escaped from the Secret Service," Garris said solemnly.

"This, this", Bond hesitated for a long time in the face of Garris's questioning, but he couldn't say why, he didn't want to let William and Blomley know about the mistakes made by the Secret Service.

"Tell me why," Catherine commanded, as she thought about it.

Bond said with a gloomy face: "We were careless, the computer we brought back was entered by Silva in advance, and when we cracked that computer,

The Trojan broke directly into our servers, opened the cell where Silva was being held, and he escaped through the underground passage."

This conclusion makes everyone very helpless, which is already a serious dereliction of duty.

"No", William suddenly asked: "Since you already know that Silva has escaped, why don't you just tell M or us, as long as we know the situation in advance, we can lay a trap and wait for Silva to take the bait, and M will not be killed at all."

"Well, we sent a message to M's assistant Bill, I just asked Bill, and he told me that M insisted on leaving after the hearing, and no one expected Silva to act so quickly, let alone that he would have helpers in London to assist him."

"Hehe" Garris sneered for a while and said, "I don't think you can't think of it, but you are afraid that your family will be ugly, so you want to solve it yourself."

Bond was speechless because that's what he thought at the time, if the security guards at the hearing were notified, Silva would have been able to break in so easily, even if they were wearing police uniforms.

Seeing Bond's appearance, Garris suddenly scolded: "You are dereliction of duty, you are a crime, you are stupid, now it's okay, because of your arrogance and conceit,

Not only have we lost our great service to our country, but we have also seriously affected our national reputation, and tomorrow the whole world will laugh at our stupidity and incompetence."

Garris turned to Catherine and said, "Sir, I propose a massive review of the Secret Service."

"Well," Catherine nodded, "I'll report this to the big boss, your security committee will temporarily take over the day-to-day affairs of the secret service, waiting for the new head of the secret service appointed by the big boss to take over, and as for the capture of Silva, Commander Blomley will be in charge."

Catherine looked at Blomley and said, "Is there a problem with Commander Blomley?"

"No, sir, I promise to complete the task" What could Blomley say, the order of the direct chief, even if he didn't want to take over, he didn't dare to say it, so he could only agree to it.

"Very well, William, tell me all the information you know and Commander Blomley," Catherine said with a straight face.

"Yes, ma'am".

Although William complained in his heart that Garris and Catherine were worthy of being mixed, this was really a high-level official, and he put the blame on the secret service and M in a few words, and even the command of the secret service was dragged in his hands.

"Yes, ma'am," William nodded, "It was also an accident to find Silva so quickly, my people noticed some time ago that an underground broker was recruiting mercenaries to England,

This broker is a second-hand dealer who can do anything for a fee, so as soon as we learned that he was recruiting mercenaries to come to England, our people kept an eye on these mercenaries.

I was expecting to catch them all when they acted, but what I didn't expect was that their employer turned out to be Silva, and I didn't let them do anything after the accident, and I came here to report to Ms. Catherine after the order quietly followed."

"And where are they now?" asked Blomley.

William pressed his ears and reported on Sunday, "SIR, Silva and his gang are now in an abandoned warehouse in west London, and all the death squads are watching five kilometers from the warehouse."

"Silva is in an abandoned warehouse on the western outskirts of London, and our men are waiting for my orders to act now if you want them to."

Knowing where the person was, Blomley would not let William take the credit, and hurriedly refused: "No, it is my purview to deal with terrorist incidents, and this matter can only be done by my people."

William shrugged when he saw Catherine and Garris looking at him, "Okay, I don't care."

"That's it, Commander Blomley, I hope I'll report to the big boss with your good news before I get off work," a smile finally appeared on Catherine's serious face.

"Understood, sir," Blomley saluted and walked out of the office, and Bond smiled at everyone and walked out.

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