Chapter 0959 - Calm and Relaxed
Not long after the sky was completely bright, the Chinook transport helicopter flew over the city of London. With a view of the buildings and roads below, Europe's third-largest metropolis has its own style as it does not lack modernity, nor does it lack an ancient atmosphere. Seeing the city of London stretching out in his field of vision, Ling Feng no longer had the excitement he had when he first came.
The Chinook transport helicopter landed on the roof of a building. A special soldier in a British uniform opened the hatch of the engine room, then pushed Ling Feng and said rudely: "Go down!" β
This seemed to be Tiger Falling Pingyang being bullied by dogs, but Ling Feng didn't feel the slightest bit angry, he got up from his chair, jumped out of the cabin and came to the roof of the building. Immediately after him, Fils and a large group of C.I.A. secret service personnel also came out of the cabin and onto the rooftop.
A group of people came from the exit of the rooftop, led by the Mossad.
When he saw the Mossad, Ling Feng was really surprised. Several thoughts also crossed his mind, "Why is he here?" Have I been taken to MI7? Phils and Wolfe and the others obviously knew about his relationship with Princess Edin, how could they possibly let him come into contact with me? Could it really be that he betrayed us, as Kathorha feared? And ......"
"Let's go." Fils interrupted Ling Feng's train of thought, "Mr. Ling, welcome to MI7 headquarters, where you will spend a pleasant day. β
"One day?" Ling Feng's brows suddenly furrowed, "Will you take me to the United States in a day?" β
An intriguing smile appeared on the corner of Fils's mouth, "Is this weird?" We paid a heavy price for you to capture you back to the United States, and of course our boss wants to transfer you to the United States as much as possible. β
The boss he was talking about could be O'Sully.
At this time, the Mossad came over with a few people from the British side, who had no expression on his face, and who looked very stern and indifferent. Ling Feng glanced at him, he didn't avoid Ling Feng's gaze, but he didn't have any other hints. It felt like he and Ling Feng had only met for the first time, and they were still in a hostile relationship.
"Is he Ling Feng?" The Mossad asked.
Fils sneered, "Colonel Mossad, what are you doing here?" β
The Mossad said: "This is Britain, this person is suspected of committing crimes in Britain, what do you say I am here for?" In people we have to take over. β
As soon as Mossad's words fell, several MI7 subordinates behind him rushed up, wanting to take over Ling Feng from Firs's men.
A large group of C.I.A. operatives suddenly got in the way, two of them pulling out their guns. The atmosphere on the rooftop suddenly became tense, and there was a great fight.
"What do you want to do?" The Mossad said angrily: "Bastard! This is Britain, not you America! β
Fils sneered: "Colonel Mossad, I am very aware of your relationship with Elizabeth Edin, and I am also very aware of your relationship with Ling Feng, so I am not surprised that you are here at this moment." However, if you want to take Ling Feng away, this is impossible. I have the highest authority, and you have no right to interfere with any of my actions here. Do you want me to call your boss? If you do that, you won't be able to get off the stage. β
Mossad's face was cloudy, he was obviously well aware of the authority that Fils had, but he was not willing to leave like that. Also, this is England, and he and his men can't get by.
Only then did Ling Feng figure out the motives of the Mossad, the Mossad did not betray him, and the Mossad appeared here to save him. If it were just him and the Mossad, he would say thank you to the Mossad. But in front of a large group of C.I.A. operatives here, he could only remain silent, pretending not to know the Mossad.
"It seems that you really want to make things so bad that Cheng DΓΉ can't get off the stage, okay, I'll call your boss." Filth pulled out his phone.
"Alright, let's go." The Mossad said coldly: "However, we will meet again, the group assures you." β
"When that time comes, I guess you'll have to come to the United States to see me." Fils teased.
The Mossad glanced at Ling Feng, didn't say anything, and then turned to leave. The people he brought with him followed him silently into the entrance to the rooftop, and soon disappeared.
Ling Feng was then brought into MI7's headquarters building, a special area underground. This area is dedicated to the detention of criminals and is extremely secure. There are cameras everywhere, there are guards with guns. The cell was also separate, with an alloy door installed, and brute force could not destroy it.
Seeing such a situation, Ling Feng was not surprised at all, what kind of place is MI7? The people who can be held here are "talents", and ordinary prisons can't be compared with this place at all.
Ling Feng was taken into an examination room.
A CIA agent walked up to Ling Feng and said in a rough voice, "Escape everything on your body and get checked." β
Ling Feng said, "I only have one wallet on me. With that, he pulled out his wallet. There were some pounds in the wallet, some euros and dollars, and nothing but money.
"Only wallets? That's impossible. Fils, who was standing next to him, said, "Search him." β
The C.I.A. agent in charge of the body search followed up and said, "Put your hands up." β
Ling Feng was very cooperative, and then raised his hands. However, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and when he looked at the CIA agents who were about to search him, the CIA agents were slightly stunned.
CIA agents began to search Ling Feng's body, armpits, coat pockets and trouser pockets, even the inner thighs and socks. He searched very carefully, but found nothing. When he finished the search, he looked back at Fils and said, "Mr. Fils, he has nothing on him. β
"How can there be nothing?" Fils looked surprised.
The body-searching CIA agent said, "There really is nothing, only this wallet." β
"Alright, let's bring him in." "You are here to stay," said Phils, "and no one can come near him without my permission. Whatever he says to you, you don't have to pay attention to him. β
A CIA agent opened the alloy door of a cell, and let Hou look at Ling Feng with indifferent eyes, motioning for him to enter.
Ling Feng walked in. A smile appeared on his lips as he entered. In fact, he still had several things on his body, the small metal medicine box he carried with him, and the small porcelain bottle containing the ghost incense, as well as the antidote to the ghost incense. In addition, he even had a small throwing knife given to him by Katasha.
There are so many things, there is absolutely no way that the kind of search just now will not be searched. The reason why the CIA agents couldn't find it was simple, that was that he hypnotized him.
There was a single bed, a toilet, and nothing else. The space is also very narrow, at best, there are five ordinary appearances, which makes people feel depressed.
"Go outside." Fils's voice.
When Ling Feng turned around, he saw Fils standing in front of the small window in front of the alloy door, as well as his men who were retreating out.
"Do you still like the environment?" Fils said in a playful tone.
Ling Feng smiled, "It's not bad here, it's pretty clean, and I'm the only one who lives, no one bother." I like to be quiet. β
"I don't have the heart to joke with you." Fils lowered his voice, "You said something in the helicopter, and I'm still thinking about the meaning of that sentence, what do you want to say to me?" β
Ling Feng said lightly, "Okay, I'll say it again. After a pause, he said, "What I'm saying is that you'd better have a good relationship with me, maybe after the next government is formed, you will have a better future." β
Phils was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Hahaha...... You, a person who can't even save yourself, still say such things to me, Ling Feng, Ling Feng, are you sick in the brain? β
Ling Feng also smiled, "If you think so, then you will treat me as a prisoner." β
"William Long is already dead at your hands, right?" Phils suddenly mentioned William Dragon.
Ling Feng looked straight at him, "To say such a thing is to talk about evidence. β
"He's a good friend of mine, so don't try to buy me, I'll get revenge on him this time," Fils said. β
Ling Feng nodded, "Well, then I wish you success." Anything else to say? If not, I want to be quiet for a while. β
A strange smile appeared on Fils' face, and he said, "Although we are enemies, I really appreciate your personality. You're a dying person, and you're still so arrogant. Well, I don't want to say anything more, just enjoy a quiet day here for the time being, and when you return to the United States tomorrow, your life will be spent in darkness. β
Ling Feng didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he walked to the side of the bed, and then lay down on the bed in a very comfortable position.
Send him to the United States tomorrow? This depends first of all on the willingness of the British authorities. Even if the British authorities are willing, it will depend on whether they are willing or not. Although this cell is impregnable, he can leave here at any time as long as he wants, and no one can lock him up.
And the reason why he stayed here and honestly became a prisoner was only one reason, that is, he was unwilling to solve the problem by this means. If he wants to solve this matter once and for all, he will have to face the US authorities directly, and he will have to wait for Frank to deal with the matter over there.
Fils gave Ling Feng one last look, and he turned around and walked towards the end of the passage. A moment later, the CIA secret service officers who had just been called out by him returned to the door of the cell, guarding the cell where Ling Feng was imprisoned every step of the way.
This is such a situation, on the one hand, he thinks that Ling Feng is already fish meat on the chopping board, and he can cut it horizontally if he wants to, and he can cut it vertically if he wants to. On the other hand, he is calm and relaxed, and he can leave whenever he wants. Things in the world are like this, and what you see with the naked eye is not necessarily true. What you hold in your hand is not necessarily yours.