Bond left the airport and got into a car, and after a dozen minutes of driving, he arrived at a market in the center of the city, led by the agents of the substation who picked him up.

The T sub-bureau is a secret intelligence agency set up by the British MI6 outside, headquartered in a carpet shop, and the head of the sub-bureau, Climbey, is a white man in his fifties, who has been in the middle of the house for nearly 20 years, and has his own huge power.

Bond enters the carpet shop and passes through a secret door obscured by carpet displays, where he meets Climbe who has just finished rolling the sheets with a woman.

Waving his hand to signal the woman who had just dressed to leave, Klimbe greeted warmly while tidying up her clothes: "Friend, it's been hard all the way, come in and sit." ”

After the Bond gentleman stopped by the door, he saw the red-faced woman go out first, and walked into the hall of the room.

Klimbe, dressed up, walked up and shook Bond's hand and said, "Nice to meet you, welcome to Istanbul." ”

"There are a lot of people staring at you, thank you for the car, and the young man who drives is very smart." Bond smiled.

"This is the Balkans, so you have to be special with the Russians."

Klimbe gestured to the desk with high-end handicrafts, walked over and picked up a box of cigarettes, handed one to Bond, and said with a smile: "He is my son, and he should be smart." ”

After speaking, he picked up the bell and shook it and asked, "Do you want coffee?" ”

"Not too sweet, not too bitter." Bond said as he took a drag on his cigarette and puffed on the smoke.

"Two glasses, not too sweet and not too bitter, thank you."

After Klimbe finished talking to the middle-aged butler in the suit who came in from outside the door on the other side, he sat down across the desk and said proudly, "This is also my son." ”

Looking down at the middle-aged butler who left, and then at the middle-aged Klimbe, Bond smiled strangely.

Feeling Bond's strangeness, Klimbe casually explained: "All the employees I am looking for here are my sons, and family ties are the best guarantee for this industry." ”

Hearing Climbe's strange superior-subordinate relationship, Bond said, "It seems that your power here is huge." ”

"The number of employees is the highest in Turkey, which is so-so for a former circus acrobat." Klimbe smirked.

The implication is that there are hundreds of small animals in the circus, and I manage them properly, a group of employees who can understand people, and they are just trivial.

"So, let's talk about you." Klimbe cut to the chase said.

"You should smell the smell inside this mission, you are responsible for how to arrange other things, and the decoder is mine, now you tell me, where can I contact this girl?" Bond said.

"She said she would arrange it herself, and she might meet you at any time, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, who knows, but I'm here here, you can rest assured, just be patient."

Klimbe also knew that this incident was a trap, but he was still confident in his power here.

At this time, the butler brought the coffee in!

Klimbe handed over one of the cups and smiled, "If you want to listen to me, then I think you just need to take that beautiful girl and spend a few days here, and then you can go home with your harvest." ”

In Klimbe's opinion, this is his territory, the Russians have no part to speak, as long as they get the decoder, it is a matter of minutes to leave Turkey.

After the business was over, the two talked about the environment in Istanbul over coffee and the complex personnel situation here.

After the coffee, it's almost time!

Klimbe once again arranged for his "son" to be the driver and sent Bond to the Istanbul Hotel in the city.

"Hello, my name is James Bond, and I booked a room yesterday." Bond came to the front desk and said.

"Oh, the room is ready, room 21." The lobby manager took out the check-in class book and motioned for Bond to sign it.

After Bond finished signing, the lobby manager colored the receptionist next to him, pressed the bell on the stage, handed over a key, and said, "Mr. Bond, this is your room 21, I hope you are satisfied." ”

'Thank you!'

Carrying a special suitcase, Bond followed the waiter in a brown vest to the elevator.

Take the elevator to the second floor and enter room 32, where Bond places his suitcase, coat and hat on the bed.

The décor in this suite is very exquisite, all European decoration, and there are exquisite artworks on the walls and corners.

But the room is not large, only one bedroom is connected to the living room, the main room is separated by a screen, plus a balcony with a view and a bathroom.

"Sir, are there any other commands?" The waiter put his suitcase in his room and stood by the door.

The meaning is obvious!

"That's all there is to it, thank you!" Bond pulls out a large bill and stuffs it into the waiter's jacket pocket.

"Thank you, sir."

After the waiter thanked him and closed the door and left, Bond immediately began to inspect the entire room in detail.

First, he opened the bathroom door, checked the towels and faucets, and returned to the main room after finding nothing unusual.

There were a lot of small framed oil paintings hanging on the walls of the room, and I opened them one by one along the door and looked at the back, but I didn't find anything.

When I came to the right side of the bed, a bugging device appeared behind an oil painting.

Bond's face changed slightly, knowing that the room had been tampered with, but instead of using the bugging, he went to the bedboard on the left.

Glancing at the landline phone, he took out a detector from his suitcase, placed it under the phone and examined it, and found that there was also a monitor installed inside.

Bond smiled thoughtfully, dialed the number at the front desk, threw the phone on the bed, picked up the microphone and said, "I'm Bond, this house is not suitable for me, the bed is too small." ”

"I'm sorry, but I'll help you ask the manager."

The receptionist at the front desk held the microphone and whispered through the small door behind the front desk: "He has found a problem, what should I do?" ”

"Tell him the rooms are all full, only the wedding suite." The manager held the bugging receiver in his right hand and whispered.

This manager is indeed the person in charge of the reception in the lobby of this restaurant, and he is also a member of the Devil's Party.

The plan he is working on now was planned by Five, and Three was responsible for carrying it out, and the final official order was issued after Xingfeng killed Three.

The whole program is divided into three parts!

The first thing to do is to replace Bond's room, which is to deliberately install some bugs in the room of the British MI6's T distribution Clingbeding, so that Bond can find out and propose to change the room.