Half an hour later at the door of the café!

Mark is hugging and saying goodbye to Alyssa.

"I'm sorry I didn't help."

"Not necessarily!"

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

"Of course!"

Mark smiled gentlemanly as he watched as Alyssa got into the car and drove away from the café.

Still a little ill-conceived!

Originally, Mark wanted to catch a murderer in the local area, plant a positioning device in his body, and give it to Alyssa.

Mark then went straight to the vine.

But I didn't expect this one.

The power struggle within the C.I.A. is quite acute.

Naturally, Mark could find a criminal overseas to concoct the same method.

It's just that the time is a little too tight!

I know a few overseas crime masters who are qualified to go to grave prison, and I don't know when I will be able to use them.

Don't recognize?

Mark still had to take a long time to find, and Alyssa had heard that even if he was eligible to be held in the graveyard, he would need to be checked by two other operations officers.

After all, it is necessary to consider whether it will be deliberately caught and taken advantage of the opportunity to go to the grave prison.

What to do?

Do you really want to find Selena, the daughter of the sea, again?

Mark touched his chin and resisted.

Or wait for the plot line of the grave prison to open automatically, and follow the prison escape master to locate the location of the grave?

As soon as the idea came out, Mark called Debbie when he was sitting in the Hornet, and asked Debbie to send Ray Breslin's information.

Half an hour later.

Mark looked at the information sent by Debbie and instantly gave up on such an idea.

Ray Breslin's credit card hasn't had any new purchases in three months.

This problem arises, and there are only two possibilities in the synthesis of Ray Breslin's career.

The first one was killed.

The second is to help test the safety and reliability of prisons in which prisons.

There is no other reason.

But after thinking about it for a while.

Mark looked at the apartment building that had come into view, and directly at the intersection with a sharp brake and a quick U-turn, he turned into a yellow lightning bolt and sped towards the prison security testing company founded by Ray Breslin.

Left behind him a steady stream of angry drivers poking out their heads and scolding......

An hour later.

Mark sat inside the bumblebee and looked at the brightly lit building through the co-pilot's window, and directly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello, this is Prison Security Testing Systems."

Mark slid directly on the tablet, looked at a person's file and asked, "Hello, I'm Louis, I want to ask, is Ms. Abigail Ross here?" ”

“…… Yes, can I ask you what you're looking for her? ”

"Of course, I'm from the FBI."

“…… Wait! ”

"Thank you!"

Mark smiled lightly, no matter what time it was, the power of the FBI was far from enough to describe in words.

To put it mildly, an FBI ID will allow you to get a free cup of coffee every day in the café downstairs.

In general, even if someone has a so-called court injunction, they can still rely on the FBI certificate to meet the applicant face-to-face without triggering any laws.

After a while!

The phone was answered again.

"Hello, I'm Abigail Rose, may I ask who you are?"

"Ms. Ross quickly answers the question of whether your boss is in a domestic prison or somewhere else."

“…… Who are you? ”

Rose, who had been looking for his boss in the office for three days, suddenly frowned and said, "Do you know where Ray is?" ”

“…… I'm waiting for you downstairs, yellow Chevrolet! ”

“…… Hey, hey! ”

Mark hung up the phone directly.

Boy!

Could it be that the protagonist's luck has come back to his head after a period of correction?

If this plot line doesn't start, Mark may find other ways to find the exact coordinates of the grave prison.

But with this prison escape and prison master taking the lead.

The waters off Monaco are instantly locked by Mark!

With an approximate coordinates, the rest is not too difficult for Mark.

However, this information needs to be confirmed.

Half ring!

Ms. Abigail Rose, who had not slept for twenty hours, worried about where her boss was, appeared at the door of the building.

After locking down the Chevrolet on the side of the road.

After hesitating for two or three seconds, he walked directly towards Mark's Chevrolet.

After getting in the car.

Ms. Ross looked at Mark in the driver's seat and said directly, "Do you know where Ray is now?" ”

"I don't know!"

“……”

Ms. Ross was stunned directly, and at the same time looked at Mark vigilantly, and took out the anti-wolf spray in her hand.

Mark smiled faintly and said, "Ms. Ross, I have to ask you a few questions before I can confirm this news. ”

“…… What the? "Ross clenched the anti-wolf spray and didn't let go!

After recalling the plot for a while, Mark asked lightly, "Before your boss disappeared, was there a CIA agent who came to give this mission?" ”

“…… How do you know? ”

Mark smiled with satisfaction when he got the answer he wanted, then looked at Abigail Ross and said, "Ms. Ross, you can go." ”

“…… Where's Ray? ”

"In a very secluded secret prison."

“…… Where is it? ”

"That's what I want to know."

"You're looking for someone too?"

"Of course!" Mark turned his face sideways and glanced at Rose, shook his head, and said, "But I'm different from you, I'm going to go there for a vacation, you are saving people, so it's not on the way." ”

said.

Mark raised his right hand slightly, opened the passenger door, made a gesture of please to Ms. Ross, and said, "But if I see Ray after I solve my troubles, maybe I'll bring him back." ”

Hold on and can't wave!

Mark admonished himself again.

Last time, it was because of poor consideration that there was such a bad thing that endangered his political life.

I knew it was so.

At that time, Mark should have directly let the old guy in Worthington die.

You can spend your whole life in a rich New York prison with beautiful scenery like a holiday estate.

Why bother?

Can't you honestly accept 123 years in prison?

It's just one hundred and twenty-three years.

As soon as the eyes are opened and closed, they will pass, and if they are not opened, they may be able to pass earlier.

You have to appeal!

And it's also directly from the front of the hard steel mark.

As soon as you appeal, you can declare that you have gone to Hell in advance to find Mephisto to report.

Some people will always miscalculate a person's mental and operational thinking.

Mark had Worthington put on trial in a way that was done justice.

It's not that Mark is ruthless.

Now it's all right.

Mark decided to be ruthless.

Poor old Worthington was already so miserable, having lost his car, his ticket, his company, and his only son.

What now?

I can't even save my own life......

Why bother?

At the thought of this, Mark couldn't help but feel sad for old Worthington......