After this, Belo became more and more full of self-destructive tendencies.

She never cooperated with Condon's inquiries again, and began to smoke, drink, smash things, and even vent all her anger on Zhuo Qun.

So Condon found a psychiatrist for Belu.

Unexpectedly, Bei Lu was extremely resistant to treatment, and refused to communicate with the doctor at all, only verbally abusing with hostility.

As a result, because of this terrible and chaotic state of life, in less than a month, Beilu's face lost the roundness and delicacy of a woman.

Thin, pale, fox-like face.

Even because they did not allow the doctor to use compulsive medication for Beilu, they did not want to condense them, and they used coercive measures against Beilu.

Zhuoqun also had to pay a heavy price for this.

In the past month, he has made a complete prediction of the entire process of the subprime mortgage crisis that will break out in August, as well as the key evolution of the situation in the Middle East. By warning Country X of the risks of the financial system, they stabilized their oil hegemony and prevented these agents from falling into financial traps.

This is why these people around him can treat Beilu more leniently.

But even so, Beilu's mental state is still getting worse.

She is getting closer and closer to the brink of collapse, and she is becoming more and more unbearable for those around her.

The nonsense intensified, the quarrels were frequent, bordering on complete hysteria.

For this reason, even many agents sympathized with Zhuoqun.

Everyone had a premonition that maybe Belo would really turn out to be crazy in the end.

Of course, there is no lack of ridicule behind it.

Like the two guards who have a habit of domestic violence, Tim and Winston, they despise Zhuo Qun very much.

Because according to them, if you really put your heart into a fist and kick, a few big-eared stickers, maybe you can cure Beilu's disease.

They didn't understand why Zhuoqun would back down to this point.

They can only understand this as racial inferiority.

Most yellow-skinned husbands are weak and incompetent, and they are not as manly as Caucasians.

But they would never have imagined that they would soon die of this prejudice.

July 4 is the national day of country X, or Independence Day.

This is one of the fewer fixed dates of the federal holidays.

It is also a historic day, a milestone day.

Because it is well known that this is the day when the people of the American colonies were dissatisfied with the harsh government of the British Commonwealth, rebelled against oppression and succeeded in gaining freedom.

Since then, there has been one more superpower on the earth, which is especially important to the people of country X.

However, since there is usually only one day off, it is not possible to travel.

So the way to celebrate this day is usually to have a local celebration in every city in country X.

It is an Independence Day parade in which schools and groups are self-reliant, dressed up and jumped.

So except for those who love to sleep lazy, the people of country X will almost go to the streets to watch the parade early in the morning.

When the marchers sing, the people watching the march will sing along.

When the marchers perform, those watching the parade also applaud.

It's very warm, it's very harmonious, and it's a bit like all the people celebrate together.

Then it's the end of the parade and going home for lunch.

In the afternoon, I basically watch the ball or play on the TV.

Then in the evenings, people almost always get some cold beer BBQ in the backyard.

Let the aromas of beef, bacon, sausages, and chicken wings waft to the neighborhood.

As for the last, there are the fireworks at night.

Those who are interested will even rush to the city center early and wait patiently until it gets dark.

Fireworks are usually set off at 10 p.m.

Although it is not as grand as that of Huaxia, it is more interesting and has more suits.

These are the full range of Independence Day celebrations, which are not unceremonious and rich.

Then for these agents who are far away in a foreign country, this day will inevitably evoke homesickness.

In view of the fact that the freedom and casualness of the people of country X are brought by their bones, their values are destined to never completely sacrifice their private life and pleasure opportunities for official business.

So Condon had to provide some holiday benefits to his subordinates.

To put it bluntly, although this ghost place, there are definitely no parades and fireworks.

But at least you can sleep in and have another hearty BBQ.

It's not surprising that back then, when they were in Vietnam, these foreign soldiers didn't stop beer, cola, cigarettes, chocolate bars and steaks.

Condon then spent his money to buy a large number of drinks, drinks, and barbecue materials.

Even allowed Bei Lu and Zhuo Qun to breathe, and came to barbecue with them during dinner.

But you have to sit in the house and can't go out.

Therefore, this day not only became the long-awaited day of relaxation for all the agents, but also the day when Zhuo Qun had already planned the real action.

“…… The Chinese embassy in Libya was again bombed. Since the assassination of former Libyan President Muammar Gaddafi, Gaddafi's brother, who is in exile, has formed the "Highest Honor Combat Team" and vowed to exhaust his energy to avenge his leader. This is already the third bomb retaliation they have launched. In addition, an unknown armed group attacked and burned a Mobil oil drilling rig three days ago, brutally killing 13 Mi nationals and 31 Libyan employees, and the large-scale oil field fire has the possibility of spreading out of control because of poor rescue......"

At dinner, Zhuo Qun and Condon sat on the sofa in the living room with a plate and stared at the TV news.

One of Beilu's most important performances kicked off.

"Turn the damn thing off!" she suddenly shouted at Condon and Zhuo Qun.

Since such provocations have become regular lately, neither Condany nor Zhuo Qun are too surprised.

They just reassured her as they were usual.

One said, "Soon, ma'am, if you don't like the sound of the TV, turn it off when we're done with the international news." ”

The other said, "Hey, please, isn't it all good today? Don't make a fuss, okay? It's about our work, you know ......."

With that, they all continued to refocus their gaze on the TV screen.

“…… Since last week's military coup in Tehran, the death toll among civilians has reached 2,863, including 610 women and 353 children. In response, the rebel leader Hashimi announced that he would capture the presidential palace within three days, and the day he swore in the name of a freedom fighter to hang Ahmadinejad with his own hands would be the moment when peace was restored in Iran. Russia's Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov declared Russia's sympathy for civilians in the Iranian capital. Call on the armed rebels to lay down their arms and negotiate rationally. Ahmadinejad, who is trapped in the presidential palace, said......"

But it's a pity that this time Bei Lu was surprisingly bold, ignoring them at all, and turned off the TV just a few steps over.

Then, barely waiting for them to react, she roared first.

"You executioners, you are murderers, don't your consciences hurt?"

Conton didn't care about such accusations, he just shrugged his shoulders and poured the remaining beer into his stomach.

Then get up and go get another bottle.

He put all his unhappiness in his heart, and he planned to leave this matter to Zhuo Qun to deal with.

Because it is necessary to sell such a face.

The more Bei Lu makes trouble, the more benefits he can get from Zhuo Qun, and the two are linked.

He understands this very well.

Sure enough, Zhuo Qun showed a grateful look to him.

And in order to appease Beilu's emotions, he quickly stood up, went to hold Beilu's hand, and tried to take her back upstairs.

"How about we have a good talk? If you have any grievances, don't get angry here, okay? It's not a good day, it's a day for everyone to celebrate. ”

Unexpectedly, Bei Lu actually dropped his hand this time, and even his persuasion no longer worked.

"Let me go, I don't care about you! What to celebrate? Is Independence Day a celebration of destroying other people's freedoms? What a joke......

This time, it attracted the attention of a few guards who were eating and drinking, and Gretchen, who was preparing a cake in the kitchen.

After all, the honor of their homeland is at stake.

"What's wrong with you? Don't be so out of control, look at the occasion!" Zhuo Qun's face was full of worry and surprise.

But what he didn't expect was that Bei Lu actually came at him, and it was a complete outburst.

"Phew! You're out of control! You shouldn't be talking. Oh my God! Don't you know what happens when you tell them something, because the people on TV are dying because of your messages! Why don't you know how to lie to them? You're also an accomplice!"

Zhuo Qun was of course embarrassed, and he looked at Condon and the others, almost all of them smiling at this time.

"I can't do that, we can't hide it, they're all professionals......"

Conton couldn't help but echo this.

"Yes, your husband is wise, if I see through it once, I will use Pentosana on you. You probably don't know that, it's a miracle nerve drug. It's going to make you tell the truth, but it's also going to have serious after-effects, and you don't want to really be crazy, do you?"

This made Beilu shudder, but then she was even angrier.

"You're a devil! You're not human!"

"I'm just pragmatist, ma'am, and everything depends on you. Kang Duan disdained to quarrel with the woman, took care of himself, opened a bottle of cold beer, and poured it again.

And this behavior directly provided Bei Lu with a reason to explode towards Zhuoqun.

"Behold, you're one of the Killers now, aren't you? You mingle with them, just like them, drinking cold beers and watching the dead on TV without doing anything......

Zhuo Qun couldn't help but defend himself.

"No, I'm just providing information, Condon is just communicating and analyzing, and none of us can influence the outcome. Decision-making is at a higher level. Besides, the information I have provided is not without merit, and I have saved many lives. ”

"But human life can't be measured on a scale like this!"

"No, the question is, isn't it a good thing that a bloodthirsty maniac like Gaddafi is dead? Actually, I don't think it'......."

"Please, don't say any more!"

Beilu seemed to be so disgusted that she smashed all the plates in her hand to the ground in one fell swoop.

"I can't believe you would say that, no matter what, it won't cancel your sins, you have made so many people die in vain!

"Zhuoqun, we live in this world to make the world a better and safer place. It's sad that we're not going to exacerbate people's disasters, and we're only concerned about ourselves!"

"Do you know what disgusts me the most about ourselves, is it that we just want to survive, just to know how long our insignificant lives can last? But we can't even do this, we can't do it......"

Zhuo Qun was stunned by the unprecedented anger and grief on Bei Lu's face.

The words I wanted to say unconsciously became quieter, "Those researchers need time, maybe ......"

But on the contrary, Bei Lu's voice became louder and more hurtful.

"I don't care if I look at the news, I think about how many deaths, how many terrorist attacks, how many military operations we have caused because we leaked the news of the future, and I think that maybe the third world war started because of us...... You know what? I wish I had, I wished I had never seen you! I had never drunk that damn bottle with you!"

Zhuo Qun looked at Bei Lu in disbelief.

"You're not telling the truth? That's not what you think, are you?"

"I say it all from my heart! I regret meeting you!"

"Don't say that, honey, please......"

"Shut up, don't call me that again!" Bei Lu waved her hand angrily, and her face even turned red because of it.

"I'll never talk to Condon again, including you. And I'm going to separate from you, I'm going to move back to where I am! Say whatever you want to tell them! As long as your conscience doesn't hurt and you don't have nightmares when you sleep! Go ahead and mess up the world! Blow up this damn earth!"

With that, she turned and ran, and when she climbed the stairs, she fell awkwardly.

Zhuo Qun grabbed her to help her up, but was pushed away by her in extreme disgust and unceremoniously, and even received a few hysterical slaps from her.

She continued to rush up the stairs to the room where they were imprisoned.

And Zhuo Qun could only watch her staggering away in pain and silence, standing dumbfounded on the spot.