Yes.

The good rider falls from his horse.

Those who are good at water drown.

Good drinkers get drunk.

……

In the years when Mark had not yet collected his heart, it was not always Mark who came up with the word separation.

What the?

Unbelief.

Mark couldn't believe what he was hearing at the time.

When Albert's sister dragged him to a separate room and crossed her arms and said with a serious face, "Mark, maybe we should be separated for a while to calm each other down", Mark was shocked and couldn't say anything.

Kate Albert, who was standing in the back, blinked her eyes and was in a trance.

is digesting the shock that Mark's words brought her.

Mark turned to look at Albert, who he hadn't seen for about ten years, and said with a smile: "I have to say, you and your sister seem to be carved out of the same version." ”

There was a pause.

Mark suddenly looked up and added, "But you're younger than her." ”

Kate Albert: "......"

The next day.

The sun has just risen in London.

Standing in front of the embassy, Mark yawned and glanced nonchalantly at the bodies of three suspects and a middle-aged man who appeared to have just been recovered from the river by the London police.

Mark looked at James.

As for the inspector Paul next to James?

Generally, people who are not hierarchical enough, Mark is too lazy to remember.

Unless it's her!

"What is this?"

"The person you want."

"Huh."

Mark shook his head directly and looked at James, and said with a smile on his face that seemed to be very funny: "James, do you think that if you just catch a few little Rolls and fool me, I will be fooled?" ”

James was slightly stunned and looked directly at the inspector Paul, who was asked to follow.

Paul's face was ugly.

Mark laughed and said, "It seems that your problems are more serious than I imagined, James, as a friend, I think you'd better check your Vicker's Group carefully." ”

After speaking.

Mark looked directly at the inspector Paul with a mocking smile.

Subsequently.

Mark turned around and said without looking back: "Time, James, I will sail to the local plane at noon, and you will probably come to New York to find me after the time, but I am more than willing to treat you to a glass of excellent bourbon wine at home." ”

Bang.

The embassy was closed again, leaving only two SEAL soldiers on the other side of the fence with steel guns in their hands, staring at James and his party outside the fence.

James, who understood Mark's voiceover, glanced directly at the two agents in the sixth.

The next second.

Inspector Paul Anderson was stunned.

The two agents who looked at each other, one left and one right, were dumbfounded.

Half past ten.

I had packed my bags and was ready to escort visa supervisor Bill Talbot and Kate Albert to the airport for a flight back home.

Debbie showed up at the door of Mark's room with the phone in her hand, knocked twice on the door, and said, "Boss, the minister's wife and the secretary of state want you to go to the conference center." ”

Mark nodded.

Embassy basement.

Mark smiled and nodded to an old woman with white hair.

The big screen lights up.

Attorney General Albert and Secretary of State appear side by side in the video.

Minister Albert looked at Mark and said, "This is the end of the matter in London, and I have spoken to the Secretary of State and Mrs. M and the Secretary of State and the Secretary of State for the Home Matter. ”

Mark smiled slightly, crossed his hands in front of him, and said lightly, "As you wish, madam." ”

"Including the New York thing, your coffee budget is over this year." Minister Albert said very vaguely because he was afraid of the Secretary of State.

Mark smiled.

Turning his head and winking at Debbie.

The latter walked out of the conference center and pulled out his mobile phone.

Mark looked back at the big screen and smiled, "What else can I do, ma'am." ”

"I've approved your sick leave request, bring Kate Albert to my office."

"Yes, thank you, ma'am."

“…… Click! ”

Minister Albert looked at the smile on Mark's face and waved his hand around his neck expressionlessly.

The screen instantly blurred and then turned black.

Mark shrugged.

After hugging Sally, a white-haired woman in a wheelchair, she walked out of the convention center......

Half an hour later.

Three embassy vehicles flying the national flag slowly pulled out of the open iron fence.

After leaving the embassy gate.

Mark's vehicle came to a temporary halt.

Mark in the back seat opened the bulletproof window and looked at James with sunglasses outside, and smiled slightly: "I still want to stay in London for a few days." ”

James pondered and said, "Unless you don't come out, the Home Secretary is angry and won't accept any of your entry applications." ”

Mark shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I had such a stupid son, I would have stripped you naked and dropped you in the middle of the River Thames." ”

James laughed.

Half ringing.

"Goodbye, James."

"Goodbye, don't forget that you owe me two favors."

"Of course, I'm looking forward to the day when you ask me for a favor."

The windows rolled up, and the car restarted and headed straight for the London airport.

Around noon.

The federal plane began to taxi, then pulled up and soared.

A handful of guys in the otherworldly world felt like a big rock in their hearts fell after sensing Mark's departure.

But!

A gentleman who had arrived at the airport after being pulled up the plane looked at the federal plane flying into the clouds, and his eyes were red.

Damn thief, don't let me catch up with you.

The man's heart was ruthless.

The only drunkenness in his life allowed him to go straight back to the pre-liberation period.

The wand was pouted.

The suitcase was robbed.

Even the clothes and wallets on their bodies were not spared.

He hated it......

Washington.

Judicial Building.

Mark sat on the couch and took Bourbon with whom Justin had left the office without taking him.

Really.

Or does Justin know himself.

The minister who had just sent Kate Albert off walked into the office and glanced at Mark, who was sitting on the sofa, and said lightly: "Things in London are handled very well. ”

Mark raised his glass and asked, "Are you saying that the Home Secretary's son is a stupid white sweet, as an inspector of the Counter-Terrorism Command, not only became friends with terrorists, but was also fooled into thinking that he could harden our matter?" ”

Minister Albert, who sat back in his office chair, glanced directly at Mark and said lightly: "So I said you handled it well." ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

Mark raised his glass with a very modest expression.

Ten minutes later.

Mark walked out of the Justice Building alone.

There is absolutely no comparison between people and human treatment.

Kate Albert left the minister to deliver to the door in person.

What about Mark?

Am I on the fringes?

Mark was very melancholy.

He needed to recuperate for a while before he could heal his heart disease.

Straight from his bosom, he pulled out the sick leave approval instrument signed by Minister Albert.

Click.

The photo is done

Then I crackled a paragraph and clicked on it to send it to the FBI deputy director.

Ding-dong.

Mark found a corner where no one was around.

Disappear in an instant......