Although it took an extra day to retrieve the mission information, it did not affect the progress of the mission, because if it was an emergency, they would directly use their mobile phones to contact, although there was a certain risk, but the matter was urgent.

Jiang Donghuan took out the disc from the album and stuffed it into the special computer CD-ROM drive, and soon a video popped up on the screen and played.

"According to the intelligence, the target Jiang Jin has been determined to trade with the buyer on the 18th floor of MBS TV at 15:30 on March 30, mission objectives, disrupt the transaction, recapture the lost Wen Jiàn, and kill the traitor Jiang Jin."

"The members of this operation have ginger, red ginseng, and aconitum, and the scheduled evacuation location is A130, and the operation equipment has been put into B125, and the relevant information has been automatically copied, and this information will be automatically destroyed in five seconds."

Jiang Donghuan calmly checked the blueprint of the building structure of the TV station building in the intelligence area, and began to plan his attack route and evacuation route.

It wasn't until five seconds later that the optical drive automatically popped up, and the disc, which had been wiped out, was casually broken into countless pieces by Jiang Donghuan and thrown into the trash.

******

March 30,

15：15，

MBS TV Building,

Fifteen minutes before the start of the transaction, Jiang Donghuan wore a pair of black-framed glasses, a suit and leather shoes, sitting in the café in the lobby on the first floor, drinking coffee, flipping through the "Daily Economy" newspaper in his hand, like an office worker who was resting.

"How many times have I said it, ginger, you have the same taste for coffee as, and you love Americano, which makes me really incomprehensible."

Listening to a flirtatious male voice coming from the invisible headphones in his ears, Jiang Donghuan shook the newspaper in his hand, and whispered to himself without shaking his lips.

"Shut up! Aconite, you should be watching if the target is coming in, not what kind of coffee I'm drinking! ”

"I really don't understand what the people of the United States think, they add so much water to the coffee, do they want to swim in it?"

"Aconite, shut up! Can you fix your stinky habit of chattering before the mission starts? Another female voice with a crisp and pleasant voice rang out.

"Red ginseng, have you obtained the control of all CCTV and elevators?" Jiang Donghuan asked softly, his voice was weak, but the other party heard it clearly.

"All the surveillance is under my control, and no trace of the target has been found at the moment, oh, there are rats in the circuit pipes of this damn computer room!"

"Everyone cheered up, and I suspect that the Intelligence Agency might intervene this time." Jiang Donghuan said.

This time, the information came so comprehensively, so much so that he was secretly surprised, and he didn't know how he got it.

The biggest difference between a field agent and a domestic agent is support.

Intelligence support, weak, fire support, weak, vehicle support, weak, communications support, weak, satellite support, weak, not to mention what local police support.

The fact that the General Field Service Agents have to achieve the same mission effect with very few resources as they do in areas where there is abundance is undoubtedly a huge test.

Any abnormal situation, whether good or bad, should be vigilant, because it is either a trap or a trap, and this attitude of suspicion has saved his life several times.

"Don't worry, we're all old opponents, we know what to do."

After hearing Aconite's words, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Aconite, you said before that girl group you like is Girls' Generation?" ”

"Of course it is! Don't you still laugh at me for chasing stars at such an age. ”

"When this mission is completed, I'll send you a signed photo of Kim Taeyeon, how about it?"

"Really? Where did you get that? ”

Jiang Donghuan chuckled and said, "You don't care about this, in short..."

"Attention, the target has appeared, repeated, the target has appeared, and it is in the underground garage of Guò and is expected to enter elevator number 2." Red Ginseng's sudden remarks interrupted Jiang Donghuan's small talk.

"Let's get started!"

Jiang Donghuan instantly restrained his joke, picked up the coffee in front of him, drank the last sip, put the newspaper under his armpit, picked up the paper clip on the table, blended into the crowd like a normal office worker, and walked towards the interior of the building without slowing down.

After gently swiping through the MBS employee card hanging on his chest, he easily cleared the turnstile and walked towards the elevator with the flow of people.

"Damn, the elevator is overloaded here, I'll take the safe passage and I'll be there soon."

The voice of the aconite head made Jiang Donghuan's eyebrows furrow slightly, and looking at the number of floors of the elevator that kept rising, he opened his mouth and asked.

"Red ginseng, delay the target elevator ascent speed."

"Understood, it's already being operated."

At this time, a middle-aged man with shiny hair and a gold-rimmed glasses carrying an ordinary black briefcase was staring suspiciously at the elevator door that was about to stop and open every one or two floors, and kept pressing the close button in his hand.

Jiang Donghuan slowly stepped out of the elevator, and after reconfirming the floor plan at the elevator entrance, he said, "I have entered the predetermined location, over." ”

"The monitoring signal is locked, end."

"I, I've arrived, it's over." A slightly panting voice came.

Jiang Donghuan stood on the road that traffic must pass, pretending to look down at the text in his hand, and looked at the flow of people with his spare eyes.

"Subject exits the elevator and has reached the 18th floor." The sound of red ginseng is incomparable.

Jiang Donghuan suddenly glanced at Jiang Jin's figure, which was not different from the appearance he had tracked and saw before, and immediately said, "The target has been locked." ”

After watching Jiang Jin pass by him without doubt, he raised his hand to close the jiàn clip and turned to follow.

"The target enters the conference room, loses vision, and is on standby."

His hand shook slightly, and suddenly the pieces of paper in the paper clip were scattered on the ground next to the door of the conference room, and he bent down and began to slowly put it away.

"The two sides have started to meet, the transaction items have not been confirmed, please wait."

At this time, the aconite was hiding in the utility room of the conference room, and a camera peeked out from under the crack in the door to observe the trading scene.

"The buyer showed the cash, confirmed, Jiang Jin took out the text, confirmed, the two sides were trading, and the countdown to the action began, five..."

"Surveillance interference is on, the picture has been replaced, you have a minute." Red Ginseng stated calmly.

"Four..."

The countdown of the aconite head continued, Jiang Donghuan casually stood by the wall with the Wen Jiàn clip, took out a pair of black leather gloves from his arms and put them on.

"Three..."

He slowly took off his suit and gently folded it over his right hand, holding a K5 pistol with a silencer in his hand.

"Two..."

Jiang Donghuan came to the door and pasted a cylindrical object on the door lock with his left hand, and suddenly opened the locked door with a click.

"One..."

He grabbed the handle and swirled it open.

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