Chapter 113: The Goose is very cunning

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Far East China.

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

The Ninth Bureau of National Security. The phone in the director's office rang urgently.

"Report: Goal will be at MIT in a month."

Hearing this report, the director of the Ninth Bureau was stunned for a moment, and then a storm surged in his heart.

Not good, Foxy Fox went to Harvard!

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it's night.

Washington, White House.

"Good night Ike!"

Alice said goodnight to the little one, and then walked to the room that the White House had arranged for her.

"Good night, Sister Alice!"

Ike also said goodnight to his sister, and then continued to follow her. The girl turned, and he turned. The girl looked back at him, and he looked back too......

Well, there's a man in the back - Moulton!

Alice was depressed, she went back to her room to sleep, why can't this little tail get rid of?

"Little Ike, my sister is going to sleep, can you go back to your room to sleep?"

"Not good!" Ike's little head swayed like a rattle, "I'm going to sleep with my sister!" ”

Alice: "......"

Back bodyguard Moulton: "......"

At this time, it is estimated that Morton is complaining about Ike in his heart: You are 11 years old, why do you still pester others to sleep together?

If Ike could hear Moulton's complaint, he would tilt his head and say with an ignorant look: Because I'm a little white rabbit, Momoda!

Alice didn't know how to refuse, and she began to speed up and walk forward.

Ike ran, determined not to be left behind.

A moment later, Alice walked to her door, looked behind her, and tragically realized that the little tail was only two meters away from her.

Alice patted her pretty face in frustration, then stepped forward and squatted down.

"Ike, you go back to your room and sleep first, and my sister will play with you tomorrow, okay?"

"Don't!" Ike continued to shake his little head, and said aggrievedly as he shook it, "I'm afraid I won't see Sister Alice when I wake up tomorrow!" ”

"No, you can see your sister when you get up tomorrow!"

"But, I can't bear my sister!"

Suddenly!

Alice jumped to her feet, pointed behind Ike and exclaimed:

"Why is there a big watermelon on the ground? Oh my God, it's getting bigger and bigger, it's getting bigger and bigger! ”

What the heck? How can watermelons pop up on the ground? Could it be that who's kidding me?

Ike was so surprised that he quickly looked back behind him. But seeing that the ground behind him was smooth, let alone watermelons, there was not even a single hair.

At this moment, the beautiful sister Alice quickly pushed open the door, and then rushed in with an arrow.

"Bang!"

A loud closing of the door shook all directions.

Ike: "......"

I'll it! Uncle has been hunting geese all his life, oh, wrong, he has been hunting geese for two lifetimes, and today he was actually pecked blind by a young goose.

666, I'm serving this wave!

Morton walked over.

Seeing the little guy stay in place and stunned, Morton wanted to laugh in his heart, but he was very worried. For fear that the little guy will be unhappy, and then the White House will be turned upside down.

However, what he didn't expect was that the little guy pouted, then lowered his head and walked pitifully to his room.

Seeing this scene, Morton was stunned.

What's going on? He didn't cry, he didn't make trouble!

At this moment, Morton's heart swelled with endless horror.

This Miss Alice must have had too much influence on him, almost more than Mrs. Williams.

You know, the other day, Obama's daughter snatched one of his rag dolls, and he immediately burst into tears, making the entire White House unable to work.

Even his mother, Mrs. Williams, could not do anything.

In the end, it was the first lady who compensated him for two rag dolls, so he could be coaxed.

"It seems that you will have to be respectful to this Miss Alice in the future, or ......"

Thinking of this, Morton felt a chill in his heart, and then hurriedly caught up with the little guy and sent the little guy back to his room to sleep.

It used to be Obama's little daughter's room, which was occupied by the little one.

……

Guest room.

Alice leaned against the door, afraid that the little one would cry. Fortunately, the footsteps faded away after a moment.

It was only at this time that a stone in Alice's heart finally fell.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" Alice patted her chest, and the tension slowly calmed down.

Then again, Alice doesn't actually hate watermelons.

You know, in Alice's life, there are only a handful of friends. And that watermelon has been with her online for three whole years, from high school to college.

For countless nights, Alice had been dreaming of who the watermelon was.

Is it a young and handsome prince? Or a knowledgeable middle-aged man?

However, I never expected him to be a child!

"Oh, God, we're seven years apart!" Alice muttered to herself, tragedy.

Then!

"Jingle bell!" "Jingle bell!" ……

The phone rang. Who called?

Alice took out her phone and looked at it, and it turned out to be her best friend, Lucy.

It's been a long time since I've seen her!

Alice was pleasantly surprised and quickly answered the phone.

"Hey, Lucy, is that you? I'm Alice! ”

A familiar voice from a good friend rang on the phone: "Wow, Alice is really you." ”

"Hee-hee!" Alice chuckled and walked to the bedroom, then jumped and collapsed on the bed.

The soft quilt is as smooth as silk, supporting the delicate body of the girl.

"Lucy, you know what? I live in the White House now! That's right, it's the White House, the White House of the United States! ”

Hearing this, the good friend on the other end of the phone was also very happy: "Oh my God, you are developed, congratulations!" ”

"Thank you Lucy! Oh, by the way, you hang up first, and I'll call you! ”

"What's wrong?"

"Cross-border calls are very expensive, and I don't need money to call on my mobile phone!"

Indeed, because Alice's "cheap" mobile phone was given to her by the British MI6 agency, all the costs incurred by the British intelligence service were paid for.

"That's cool, Alice, I'm hanging up then?!"

"Hang it!"

The call ended, and after a split second, Alice called back.

With a pleasant ringtone, Lucy immediately answered the phone. After that, the two girls kept whispering between the girls until late at night......

United Kingdom. MI6 headquarters.

An alarm sounded in the intelligence listening room, and it was a special expensive cell phone talking.

Hearing the alarm, all the staff rushed to work.

Calls are being monitored:

"He's been so good to me! Let me eat anything delicious, Lucy, you know, I almost vomited after eating watermelon today! ”

"We're going to MIT in 1 month!"

"Oh, you ask professionally? I don't know yet! I'm going to continue my studies in art and design, you know, I've always studied art, and I'm afraid I won't be able to study other majors! ”

……

After three hours, the call ended, and so did the monitoring.

Intelligence analysts from the entire MI6 headquarters rushed to quickly analyze the information they had just learned.

Half an hour later, all the information was compiled into a book, submitted to the British Intelligence Committee, and submitted to the Prime Minister's Office.

And at the same time, the headquarters of the US Federal Bureau of Investigation.

An intelligence officer knocked on the door of the director's office.

"Report: From 9 p.m. to 12 p.m. tonight, there is an anomalous communication in the White House, which is the content of the phone call that was monitored."

Director James read the report carefully, and then his brow furrowed.

Seeing this scene, his subordinates hesitated and asked:

"Director, do we need to send someone to search the White House and arrest the suspect?"

Hearing this, Director James glared at his subordinates fiercely.

Who would dare to go? Want to die? I'd rather arrest Mr. President than arrest the little one's girlfriend!

"Why don't you try it?"

Subordinate: "......"

…… (To be continued.) )