Paul Anderson was speechless.

Mark walked to the door of the conference room with a mocking smile on his face.

I don't know what the state is.

No wonder I've been around for so long and I'm still an inspector.

Saying that others are bureaucrats.

What about yourself?

Hehe.

If Mark doesn't come this time, maybe it will go straight from the away stadium to the home of the Anderson inspector.

But who is Mark?

Senior federal official.

He shed blood for the Union, he was for the Federation......

Again.

Is the death of Dr. Roland's wife because of the delay in obtaining a visa?

to the extreme.

Didn't you apply earlier if you knew this would have happened?

On the point of view of immigration.

Mark was on the same page as the Underwood whip in Washington, D.C., whom he had not met a few times.

If fewer immigrants or visas can lead to fewer terrorist attacks at home.

Then it should be reduced.

This is non-negotiable.

Besides.

Mark's analysis is not unreasonable.

Dr. Roland's wife died because of the delay in obtaining a visa.

Isn't that the reason why Dr. Roland hates his homeland?

And tell him a story?

Stupid to the extreme!

Inside the conference room.

Without saying a word, Debbie collected her notebook.

Jack had opened the door to the conference room.

For Debbie and Jack, the boss's word is God's will.

Kate Albert also stood next to Mark and did not speak.

Agent Parker and Bill at the embassy were silent.

The level gap is too large.

The two couldn't interject at all.

The ambassador here had already received the message when Mark came.

The case is in charge of FBI Director Mark Lewis in New York.

As for where is the ambassador now?

Naturally, it is time to deal with the public opinion of the aftermath explosion.

Yes.

Here the mark is the largest.

Inspector Paul Anderson's face over there was already blue and white.

He never imagined that this Louis would be so inhuman.

A tragic story that sounded like it was caused by bureaucracy turned out to be a reason for revenge in this guy's ears.

It's simply ......

Paul was tempted to leave.

But......

Mrs. M's words are still in my ears.

Damn, isn't this guy afraid of them returning an eye for an eye?

Paul thought with some annoyance.

For Paul's heart, Mark would have laughed if he knew.

Mark is the seat of the New York State Bureau of the FBI.

As everyone knows.

The FBI's enforcement authority is domestic.

Even if it's outside.

The offices of the FBI agents are all inside the embassy......

So.

Mrs. M is an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Only once Mrs. M did it.

That is, not only with the FBI, but with the CIA......

Mark smiled as he walked to the conference room.

Then he turned his head to look at Paul, as if he was giving something to him, and said, "Forget it, give you a chance, ...... this."

Mark frowned and looked at Debbie and asked, "What's it called?" ”

"Emile Balan."

"yes, that's it." Mark snapped his fingers as if remembering and said to Paul, "Take this doctor to the embassy, and I will order the arrest to end." ”

"This ......"

"I've got you covered." Mark's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "When to bring people over, I will give you any order, otherwise you should be prepared to face the wrath of those gentlemen who were driven back by me." ”

After speaking.

Mark didn't look at the prosecutor anymore and waved to the whole team, "Go to dinner." ”

Subsequently.

Mark strode out of the room.

He turned around and came back again.

Mark looked at Agent Parker who was sitting there and said, "By the way, Agent Parker, before we come back, Bill Talbot will be under your care for the whole time, if he runs away or does something small, you are going to stay in Cuban prison for the rest of your life." ”

Parker was stunned.

Bill, over there, also looked up with a trembling face.

Mark nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Yes, that's right, I know you sent the killer to bomb the restaurant, surprise?" ”

Bill's hands trembling under him, but he pretended to be tough, "...... Director Louis, you have no proof. ”

Mark shook his head as if looking at a mentally retarded person and said, "Please, if I decide to be a mole, I will never use a local bank account to receive money." ”

Bill was stunned.

His face turned pale in an instant.

An hour later.

London Bridge 32.

The 31st floor of The Shard.

Under the guidance of the attendants, Mark and his party of four came to the dining place and sat down.

The music flows.

It's like a stream.

Bang.

Red wine opens.

After the attendant poured red wine.

Debbie raised her glass and glanced at Jack, and finally smiled at her boss Mark and said, "Congratulations to the boss for solving another big case with lightning speed." Boss, I respect you. ”

Mark smiled, clinked glasses, took a sip of red wine and said, "Don't be too happy, it's not over yet." ”

"Not yet?" Kate Albert, who was sitting next to her and had changed into a clean suit, asked with a frown.

Mark nodded and said, "Of course, that group of terrorists is obviously targeting New York, even if Dr. Baran can't enter New York, there will be a second Dr. Baran, which can't be prevented." ”

"But the visa channel has been temporarily closed."

"What about other countries?"

“……”

Mark looked at Albert, who was silent, and smiled again: "For those terrorists with sick brains, it won't hurt if you don't take them all." ”

With that, Mark's eyes fell on the door of the restaurant.

The next second.

Mark got up and said, "I'm going to see a friend." ”

Debbie and Jack and Albert looked in the direction Mark was walking.

But see the door of the restaurant.

A handsome middle-aged man in a suit with sunglasses like Mark stood there like a bullet.

Mark greeted him and said with a smile and an open arm, "James, long time no see." ”

"Long time no see." The man whose name was James and his surname Bond also hugged Mark.

Yes.

It's James Bond, an old friend Mark knew.

Two of his bulletproof suits were custom-made for by Torbond......

The faces of the two were filled with smiles of old friends.

It's just that!

Mark looked down at a pitch-black hole in his stomach, shook his head and said with a helpless smile, "This welcome is a bit unique, my friend." ”

James pretended to be cool and said lightly: "Your vigilance has deteriorated, in case I wear a disguise mask." ”

"Do you have one?"

"Maybe."

"Then you can feel the back of your head now."

“……”

Mark and James separated.

James silently put away his Bond gun.

Mark, on the other hand, repeatedly put away his dragon-shaped dagger in his right hand.

The three who had been watching them: "......"

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