"So, I think your Mrs. M should have asked you to come over, am I wrong?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

After sitting down, Mark crossed his arms, and when he heard James Bond's words, he shook his head and smiled in a low voice: "You want to use the favor I owe you?" ”

James shook his head.

He is him.

MI6 is MI6.

Besides.

Knowing the whole process, James just wanted to point at his nose with the inspector from the Counter-Terrorism Command and scold, "Is your brain full of Thames garbage?" ”

After the events of September 01.

Not to mention the country where the incident occurred.

Even the customs officers in London have stepped up security audits in order to prevent similar incidents from happening in their own country......

The most important point.

London is untenable in this matter.

After all.

That inspector with a brain watt is their man.

A London official went to the embassy of another country and asked the visa officer why he was making things difficult for a citizen of a third country.

This operation directly shocked MI6 and even Downing Street......

James looked at Mark and said, "That Doctor Emile Balan is missing. ”

Mark smiled lightly, not surprised in the slightest.

If only Mark could be caught, he would be shocked and surprised.

Fools know that the general practitioner from a third country is just a pawn.

High-ranking federal officials and state bureaus of law enforcement overlords have all come here in person.

Wouldn't this Dr. Balan be an insult to Mark, including their own intelligence, if he hadn't disappeared?

But what does this have to do with Mark?

It doesn't matter a dime.

Mark took a sip of red wine and said lightly: "If this is your personal request, I will immediately call New York to inform you to stop." But if it's not a private request, I'm sorry, one of the terrorists who lost me has to give me back one, it's not negotiable. ”

"Not at all?"

"Because of your sympathetic inspector and the agent who is on leave, I have urgently recalled you to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the safety hazards in New York."

Mark said lightly, then frowned at James and asked curiously, "I'm curious, how did such a sympathetic inspector get into the Counter-Terrorism Command?" Could it be that your counter-terrorism command has been completely hacked by those self-detonating mobile phones? ”

James shook his head and didn't speak.

Mark's words are already unceremoniously accusatory and suspicious.

That's it.

After a while.

When the dishes were served, James also left.

The visa officer Albert next to him asked a little confusedly, "Won't you invite him along?" ”

Mark shook his head and cut the steak on the plate and said, "No, they won't be able to rest tonight." ”

Debbie and Jack, who followed Mark, looked at each other and smiled at each other.

Albert didn't understand the meaning.

On the banks of the River Thames.

The fortress-shaped building is brightly lit.

The respective phones rang non-stop.

Sixteen meeting rooms were packed with people.

This is especially true in Mrs. M's office.

Mrs. M, who was over half a hundred years old, rubbed her eyebrows tiredly and looked at Bond, who had just returned.

Bond shook his head.

Mrs. M let go of her hand and looked at her intelligence officer and said, "Confirm how many people have been arrested." ”

"Six."

The intelligence officer then asked, "Sorry ma'am, why can't we return an eye for an eye?" ”

Mrs. M did not speak.

Didn't she think so?

But is it possible to do so?

"Idiot."

As a noblewoman, Mrs. M, for the first and only time, burst into foul language and unceremoniously accused Paul Anderson, the inspector who was standing at the door and followed the head of the Counter-Terrorism Command.

Because of Inspector Paul Anderson's self-assertion.

MI6 fell victim directly.

It's obviously someone else's pot.

But it was carried by their MI6......

Mrs. M's unceremonious duty, the anti-terrorism director, who has always liked to protect calves, rarely did not fight back.

But because Paul's last name is the same as that of the Home Secretary, the head of counterterrorism had to explain: "The FBI went to our citizens' companies to arrest people, and Paul ran to communicate after receiving the complaint." ”

Smack.

Mrs. M directly slapped a disc on the table and said: "Louis has sent the surveillance video of the conference room here, dear head of counter-terrorism, do you want me to let it out, and listen to how your inspector sympathizes with a terrorist?" ”

The head of counter-terrorism did not speak again.

I was also very annoyed.

The most idle and least problem-prone position in the bureau is the position of inspector.

He was grieved.

After a while.

Mrs. M, who calmed her breath, did not choose to stay away because of the retreat of the head of counter-terrorism, but said in a deep voice: "I will report this matter to the cabinet." ”

The head of counter-terrorism changed his face and hurriedly said, "Madam......"

"Shut up."

Mrs. M directly interrupted again unceremoniously and pointed at the nose of the head of counter-terrorism and said: "That damn Louis asked us for terrorists, I will ask you now, the head of counter-terrorism, I don't care what method you use, find that damn doctor and accomplices before dawn and throw them at the embassy for me, otherwise, you can go and explain to the cabinet yourself." ”

Head of Counter-Terrorism: "......"

The words are divided into two ends.

This side of the Thames is as busy as a cow because of this matter.

Mark, on the other hand, could sit on the roof of the embassy and watch the stars.

He was tasked with investigating the bombing and finding the survivor Albert.

The former Mark was wiped out.

The latter had now moved a small bench to sit next to Mark.

Albert looked at Mark lying on the recliner with his hands on the back of his head and said, "Aren't you worried that the terrorists have sneaked into the country?" ”

Mark raised his glass to the stars and shook his head slowly.

Not to mention the New York office and the major law enforcement agencies.

Just the Thomson Pentagram in the basement of Mark Manor has already hacked into the database of New York Customs.

Then it's better to say that the terrorists don't show up, and Mark doesn't bother to look for them.

But if they show up?

The moment they step out of the plane and step onto the ground in New York, the data is sent directly from Thomas Pentagram to the federal agent liaison currently deployed at major airports......

Half ringing.

Albert got up and walked directly in front of Mark and asked curiously, "There's a question I've always wanted to ask you." ”

Mark didn't speak.

Albert asked, "Why did you and my sister break up back then?" ”

Mark was silent.

After a while.

Mark also got up from the chaise longue and walked to the edge of the parapet on the roof, his expression a little embarrassed.

Albert stood in the back.

On the opposite roof, two snipers on duty even at night were standing motionless to protect the embassy.

The wind whined.

"If I say that it was your sister who broke up with me back then, would you believe it?"

“……”