Seeing that her baby daughter was asleep and still muttering about herself, Brian lovingly touched the scattered hair on her forehead, stretched out her hand to extinguish the lamp next to the bedtable, walked to the door and stopped, looked back at her daughter's side face, and then slowly closed the door.

As soon as he walked out, he saw his ex-wife come over and said, "Maybe you can stay here tonight, Kenm must be eager to see you tomorrow morning." ”

"No, I still have some things to attend to." Brian glanced at the man standing in the living room, shook his head, and said, "Kenm is fine, it's just a little panicked, just rest for a while." ”

"I'll keep an eye on her these days." The ex-wife hesitantly turned around and looked at her current husband, hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Kem will be okay again, right?" Are the people you're talking about going to ......?"

"It's going to be fine." Brian knew what she wanted to ask, raised his hand to stop his ex-wife's next words, and said seriously: "It's over, this matter is over, don't mention it in front of Kenm in the future." ”

"Okay, I understand." The ex-wife still had a lot of questions she wanted to ask Brian, but seeing him say this, she had to nod her head to show that she understood.

The two chatted a few more words, and Brian turned around and walked in front of his ex-wife's current husband, and said expressionlessly: "I don't care what kind of business you do abroad, but I don't want to implicate Kem, otherwise...... I won't let you go. ”

"I know, I love Kem too."

The current husband's face is flushed, his family knows his own family affairs, don't look at him now that he is very rich, he drives a luxury car and lives in a big villa, and he can directly contact the airline charter flight, but in fact, his business has begun to decline, and the capital chain is extremely tight, and now he is shaken out, so he will naturally not be happy.

"Brian!"

The ex-wife stared at Brian, who had just changed her impression of him, and now seemed to be the same self-righteous bastard she used to be.

Brian looked back at his ex-wife, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the villa gate, and walked straight towards the parking position.

Once he got into the car, he glanced at the man in the back seat who was still asleep, pondered for a moment, and then twisted the key, started the engine and went straight to his quarters.

……

Midnight.

Brian's secret abode.

After sending the man to the next room to rest, he went back to the room and took out a laptop, sat on the sofa in the living room, connected to the Internet, quickly opened a website with a dark background, entered a string of extremely complex account numbers and passwords, and logged in to a website named "Reef" in the upper right corner.

Brian picked up a pen and paper on the table, quickly drew the tattoo found on the agent man's body, and then took a photo with his mobile phone, linked it to the computer with a data cable, and sent the picture to a document copied to the computer.

Then Brian took the mouse and clicked a few times on the 'reef' website, found a friend whose avatar was online, and sent the tattoo picture to the other party.

After all this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a mobile phone number with no notes, and when the person on the other end of the phone was connected, he immediately said, "Sam, it's me." ”

"Oh my God, Brian, you're finally back, aren't you hurt?" Sam on the other end of the line shouted with wide eyes.

"I'm fine, Sam." Brian asked, "How's it going?" ”

Sam said in a bad tone: "It's not good, your matter in Paris, the people of the intelligence department are already investigating, they found your traces at the airport, fortunately Faulkner helped you take care of it, so it didn't continue the investigation." ”

Hearing this, Brian frowned, sighed in his heart and said, "The Intelligence Section has given up this investigation?" ”

"That's right, the Intelligence Section has given up on the investigation, and it seems that Faulkner is not the only one who has helped you take care of this, and I heard that Church from the Operations Section has also tried his best to suppress this matter."

Church?

Brian wondered in his heart, Faulkner helped him take it because the two were partners back then, and before he retired, he gave him the position of director of the management office who was about to be promoted, which was considered Faulkner's gratitude to him, but Church of the Operations Department had almost nothing to do with him, and the only connection may be that everyone worked together once many years ago, how could he help himself to suppress things?

"I see, Sam."

Brian chatted with Sam a few more words, and was relieved after confirming that what he and Gu Ren had done in Paris had been expunged.

If he is the only one in the intelligence, Brian is not worried at all, he was also a middle-level intelligence officer in the CIA back then, and he can retire alone, which is enough to see Brian's connections and abilities in the CIA, even if Faulkner does not take responsibility for the matter this time, as an important intelligence officer of the CIA, he is not afraid of being investigated by people from the French security services.

The only thing he cared about now was the file about Gu Ren, he didn't want this matter to implicate Gu Ren, and after hearing that the intelligence department had eliminated the file this time, Brian finally relieved a lot.

Hanging up the phone, Brian glanced at the chat box on the notebook, saw that the other party had not responded to him, and was about to go back to the room to wash up and rest, when suddenly there was a "ding" sound, and the avatar of a black eagle couldn't stop shaking on the chat box.

Open the chat box and take a look.

The eagle head asked, 'Where did you get this tattoo picture?' ’

Brian typed a few words: 'Leave it alone where I got it, you know what this tattoo means?' ’

A few seconds later, the Eagle Head sent another string of text: 'OK, if I'm not mistaken, these tattoos are supposed to be from a secret CIA plan called Stumbling Block, as for what the goal of this stumbling block is, I haven't investigated it yet, do you need me to continue investigating?' ’

Stumbling block plans?

Brian frowned, the name was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered that before he retired, during a small talk with his colleague David Albert, the other party mentioned to him that he was going to carry out a secret plan, the name seemed to be called Stumbling Block, and he was going to invite himself to join the operation.

'No, that's it. ’

After Brian sent it out, he shut down the site, he didn't want the Eagles to continue to investigate, and he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing again, no matter what the goal of this stumbling block operation was, it had nothing to do with him, a retired man.

Putting away the laptop, Brian sat on the sofa and pondered for a moment, suddenly heard a movement in his ears, frowned, stood up vigilantly, cautiously walked to the TV cabinet, and took out a pistol from it.

There was a click, and the door opened.

In the dark room, after adjusting to the light outside, Brian could see that the man was still lying on the bed, seemingly unconscious.

"I know you're awake, what's wrong with you."

The man didn't move.

Brian said indifferently: "I don't want to say it a second time, the shoes on the ground have moved a little, even if you are just in a coma and rummaging on the bed, it is impossible to mess up the shoes on the ground." ”

Unable to deceive him, the man sat up, looked at the strange man standing by the door with a pistol in his hand, and asked, "Who are you?" Where am I? ”

"Let's talk about it in the living room." Brian waved his hand and motioned for the other party to follow him out.

The man hesitated for a few seconds, but finally got out of bed and followed.

……