"Jingle Bell... Jingle bells... A shrill bell rang suddenly in the quiet room, probably because it was too quiet, so it sounded very harsh at once. But after only two or three rings, one hand stretched out from the quilt on the bed, grabbed the mobile phone that was continuing to alarm, turned off the alarm, looked at the time, and threw the phone to the bed.

After about three minutes of relief, the man on the bed sat up unhurriedly and sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked up at the room, and there was a strangeness in his eyes, as if this was not his residence, but that he had come here from here.

The man slowly stood up, barefoot, and walked out of the bedroom after stretching. When he came to the bathroom, he reached out and turned on the light in the bathroom and came to the mirror.

In the mirror, an Asian face is reflected, angular, not good-looking, but very manly. It's just that there is some confusion and fatigue in his eyes. After looking at himself in the mirror, the man slowly said in Chinese: "I am Peter Wang, Wang Pete." I'm not Zhong Jian, I'm in Maclean, USA, not in my hometown. Remember. Be sure to remember! After saying that, he reached out and turned on the faucet on the sink, and after washing his face, he looked at himself in the mirror again, as if he had confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him, then turned around and turned on the shower, undressed and prepared to take a shower. And just as he stood under the shower, his cell phone rang.

Naked and reached out to his phone on the edge of the pool, he glanced at the name on it that read, "Brad Donovan." ”

Seeing the name, Pete immediately answered the phone and said in English, "Hello, sir." Are you urging me to get to work early in the morning? ”

"Haha." A man on the other side of the phone smiled and said, "Master, it seems that you have already gotten up a long time ago." I'm afraid you'll be late for your first day at work. Now that you're awake, get ready early. See you later. ”

"See you later." Pete hung up the phone and walked out of the bathroom after a simple flush, dressed and went to the kitchen to get something to eat, like a real American, bake a few slices of damn bread, fry an egg, cereal, and a cup of coffee to refresh yourself. Although he has been living like this for several years, not only has he not been able to fully adapt to it, but he is a little tired of it. And just then, a doorbell rang from the door.

Pete turned to the door, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief after glancing through the cat's eye on the door, he reached out and opened the door, only to see the same Asian standing outside the door, this person was wearing glasses, and he looked polite, and after seeing Pete, this person smiled and said, "Takeout, breakfast." As he spoke, he lifted the bag he was carrying.

Pete smiled, and after a quick glance at the sides of the hallway, he turned sideways to let the people outside the door into the house. After entering the house, the man said in Chinese: "I specially prepared breakfast for you today." On the first day I went to work, I was full and refreshed. ”

"Doctor Feng." Pete followed to the table in the living room, and after looking at the pancakes, soy milk and other things on the table, "You usually have this hobby?" The United States can also find these things? ”

Hearing this, Dr. Feng looked at Pete and said, "This is not something special. As long as you can do it yourself, you don't need anything. With that, he handed a large pancake to Pete, "Eat it while it's hot." ”

Pete was not polite, and directly grabbed the pancakes and sat on the edge of the table and nibbled on them with taste. In fact, this pancake is not very good, first of all, this side is not strong enough, and naturally it is not as good as the ones sold at the breakfast stalls at my own house every morning. But at this moment, it doesn't feel bad at all.

Dr. Feng sat down opposite Pete and said nothing until Pete had eaten and drunk enough before he spoke slowly, "Do you still have that dream these days?" ”

Pete was stunned for a moment by this question, but only after a moment he spoke, "Yes." Dreams are like real things. Sometimes it's hard to tell whether it's in a dream or in reality. ”

Dr. Feng sighed helplessly and said, "It's a pity that I'm not a psychiatrist. ”

"Huh. The dentist is not bad either. Pete said with a wry smile.

"Don't put too much pressure on it, adjust your mentality more. In fact, many times, many things are not that complicated. Although I am a dentist, I also know that many times I scare myself. Dr. Feng said.

"I understand. I'll adjust it. Pete finished and cleaned up the table.

"Then I'll go back first." Dr. Feng stood up, said a faint word, and then came to the door, and after opening the door, he turned back and said, "Remember to be careful. I wish you all the best. ”

At eight o'clock in the morning, Pete left his apartment. Wear tracksuits and carry a bag of clothes on your back to ride a bike. After about twenty minutes of quick rides. He came to a building on the outskirts of Maclean.

The building is not very tall, but it occupies a lot of space. In front of the gate, on the lawn near the roadside, there is a stone monument with the inscription "Helmet", which translates to "Helmet", which means iron helmet.

This is a global security company, of course, the main business is not to work as a security guard for a certain building, commercial or residential area, their business is more professional and dangerous, such as counter-terrorism, close security, VIP escort, traffic security, investigation, crisis management, intelligence and consulting, etc. In other words, they will take on more outsourced tasks from the government or the protection of personal safety and important property of large conglomerates.

That's why Helmet Security is in Maclean, because not far from Washington is the CIA headquarters.

When Pete came to the edge of the square, there were already people waiting for him. This man was a Caucasian man, tall and thin, with a flat head, a light green T-shirt on the upper body, a training uniform that looked like desert camouflage on the lower body, and an ID tag on his chest that was supposed to be used to enter and exit the forbidden road, which felt like an active duty soldier.

This man was Brad Donovan, the one who called Pete early in the morning. Upon seeing Pete, he immediately shouted and waved his hand. Pete looked at the other man, laughing as he parked his bike on the sidewalk and walked briskly into the plaza.

"Arrive on time." Donovan smiled.

Pete came to Donovan with his bag on his back, saluted first, and said, "Good morning, sir." ”

"Uhhh Donovan replied with some unnatural salute, and then said, "We're not in the army anymore. No need to salute. ”

Pete smiled and nodded, noticing the strange glances from the others who walked past them as he saluted solemnly. And these people are wearing professional attire.

"Get used to it." Pete said with some embarrassment.

"It's fine." Donovan waved his hand and patted Pete on the shoulder, "You've always been a serious person. But sometimes you have to make some changes in response to the changing environment. For example, here. Donovan said and pointed to the Hermet headquarters building in front of him, "Although there are some military things done here, the rules and methods of doing things are very different. ”

Pete nodded and said as he followed Donovan into the building, "I know this, I have studied it carefully in the previous training. ”

"Yes." Donovan nodded, looked back at Pete and said, "You should have learned well." I've read all your evaluations, excellent. I gave you the nickname yes, master. ”

Pete still smiled and nodded, knowing that Donovan must be happy with this. After all, it's not easy to get into a security company at this level. The recruits here will not be ordinary people, but veterans who have military experience, or even missions overseas. However, this is only the initial condition, and someone needs to recommend it if you want to enter smoothly. In other words, it is necessary to have someone who already works in the company to recommend it. After that, you have to go through the selection of physical fitness and skills, and only after passing this selection and then two to three months of professional training and passing the evaluation can you successfully enter the company. In other words, the company recruits only experienced and reliable people in the combat workforce. Of course, the salary after the official entry will be very high, otherwise there will be no people who want to enter here to find work. And Donovan was Pete's recommender.

Donovan led Pete into the first-floor hall. The first thing you see in the lobby is the security screening facility, which feels like an airport.

"Package." Donovan glanced at the bag Pete was carrying and motioned for him to take it down.

Pete nodded, took off his backpack and said, "This is the clothes I'm going to change." I want to make the first day official. ”

Donovan smiled as he walked over to the security officer, "Come on." This is not Wall Street. We're not in the administrative business either, so it's weird that you dress like a stockbroker. ”

"Okay." Pete said as he handed the bag to the security officer, and Donovan handed his ID card to the security officer and handed the information in his hand and said, "These are the new recruits." ”

The security check person took the document and opened it, looked at it, and after checking the photos, he said, "Why are you here?" This thing should have been brought by him, and then the personnel would take him away. ”

Donovan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Because I recommended him, and then he will be in my team, my man." Is that enough? ”

The security guard looked at the information and then at Pete and returned the things in his hand to Donovan, "Go over." But I still have to say, there are rules to be done here. Get your ID badge as soon as possible. ”

"No problem." Donovan nodded and beckoned to Pete, who followed and the two passed through the security gate. After officially entering the hall, Donovan spoke: "It's stricter here than when we were in the army. I always felt like I was working in a secret intelligence agency. ”

Pete looked back at the man who was still queuing through security: "Understandable. Like you just said, this is not the troops. I think there's a lot more secrets here than we have there. ”