London, on the banks of the River Thames in Victoria, the headquarters of the British Intelligence Agency, which is also the headquarters of the Sixth Directorate of British Army Intelligence.

The British Army Intelligence Service VI, also known as the Secret Intelligence Service and MI6, abbreviated as SIS, codenamed MI6, is also known as the "Government Telecommunications Bureau" or "Office of the Permanent Undersecretary of the British Foreign Office".

It is the main espionage and intelligence agency of the United Kingdom, with the oldest qualifications, and its history can be traced back to the early Elizabeth period, and its main task is to collect political, economic and military intelligence at home and abroad, and engage in espionage intelligence and foreign counter-espionage activities.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, the late summer evening breeze was cool, the river in the night reflected the lights in the building, and visitors stood on the side to watch this famous institution.

It has a very famous spokesperson, everyone knows the name of Jieshibang, this movie has become the best advertisement, and now even the personnel department has put photos of the past generations on the website to attract new students to enter the training.

As a diplomat, the director of the bureau, Jon. Sawers, he doesn't really like intelligence work because it puts his security at risk, but since the whole world was in turmoil a few years ago, diplomats have also become unsafe, so being an intelligence chief can still be specially protected.

And there is a particularly good feeling of being called C, since he became the director of MI6, many people look at him with eyes that seem to be written "Why are you so good, how can I be as good as you in my life".

Of course, there are also disadvantages, sometimes you have to work overtime, such as when there are major events.

"From the afternoon onwards, the frequency of events became very fast. At first, we only thought it was an accident, and it was not unusual for the Los Angeles gangs to have heavy firepower, but after our people studied the details of the incident, they found that it may involve Chinese. ”

An intelligence officer was reporting to him.

"At that point, we had raised our level of concern, and then the hurricane affected our personnel on the field, but we had already photographed the Midley Street building, and the demolition experts found it difficult to do that if it were with explosives."

"But it's not an earthquake either?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with the building on the side, except for the stone that smashed the window, uh, it's also an inexplicable thing, why there are so many cement blocks on the side without exploding, and the angle seems to be scattered from a point in the sky."

"Anything else? What's going on with the pandemic? ”

"We haven't gotten any definite information on the epidemic yet, the official narrative is that the patient was found and isolated, we can't get close to the core personnel, and the periphery doesn't know about it. The current argument is that it may not be unsolvable, and the alert level has been lowered. ”

"I only have one question," Jon looked at his men, "why are Americans so fast this time?" ”

"Maybe it's the pandemic..."

"What kind of epidemic can have such a big reaction," Jon pointed at him, "Don't let the Americans lie!" ”

"Yes!"

"What else?"

…...

"Another thing is that the price of gold in London has risen significantly." It was a Frenchman who said this, and he was not saying it to former diplomat C, who was the head of the intelligence department of the French Seventh Bureau, and the person who reported to him would certainly not be the director of MI6.

Molière was sitting in the car, reporting to his boss on a video call.

The car was heading towards the headquarters in the 20th arrondissement of the eastern district of Paris, and it was almost there.

He hung up the phone, and he had to work overtime again tonight.

The French Directorate General of Foreign Security, also known as the Seventh Bureau, the French Directorate General of Foreign Security, and the French Foreign Intelligence Service, abbreviated as DGSE, is equivalent to the CIA and half of the Joint Investigation Agency in terms of authority.

It is the headquarters of the DGSE in the 20th arrondissement of the eastern district of Paris, next to the Mortier Garden. In normal times, DGSE staff and foreign spies refer to the Mortier barracks as a "swimming pool".

Initially, the DGSE headquarters were located only in the Toureli camp, and now the central area of the DGSE is made up of three districts: Turreli, Mortier and Nuaki Fortress.

The park was originally fenced, but now it has been turned into a fence, and the car slowly stops at the entrance to the camp, opposite the black heavy metal gate.

Molière looked out with some vigilance, it was a professional habit and not a disease, but since he knew that there was such a thing as a human bomb, he was wary of every stranger who approached him.

Despite the remoteness and security of the DGSE, spies operated under the noses of the personnel at the headquarters.

Before the 90s, there was a very unassuming Vietnamese who appeared in a very dilapidated old building behind the DGSE headquarters, and the DGSE personnel were unaware of it. The old man came to Paris in the 40s during the Great Emigration.

It wasn't until a year and a half after the old man's death that the DGSE learned from their intelligence officers in Xiangjiang that the old man was by no means an idle man, but an extremely important spy for Yuben.

This is a major scandal in the history of the bureau, and now everyone has to listen to this story once in the game, so that they can have a long heart.

"We seem to be a little less efficient...... Molière got information from the American side, and the Americans are integrating their intelligence platforms and then conducting exercises, which are said to be very gratifying.

This news made Molière a little unhappy.

In many spy movies, agents often hack into intelligence centers in other countries to copy important documents on their computers. However, for the DGSE headquarters, this approach does not work.

The DGSE never keeps files on the computer, and they have a dedicated information processing center to protect the electronic data. This isolated database of information looks like a giant roulette wheel with a variety of floppy disks, CDs, and DVDs on it, and the system quickly finds the required disk by manually entering the information it is looking for.

As for particularly important information, the DGSE is kept in the form of paper in the portfolio. This method is very traditional and not very convenient, but it is the safest way.

At the DGSE headquarters, a large number of office documents are destroyed every day, and especially important documents are shredded in a paper shredder, mixed with other documents and burned together in a boiler.

Google Maps even blurs the area on satellite photos, and of course, every year you have to play some PY deals, like not bothering this company and the like, an American company pats the French ground in the sky every day, which is really.... Why can't we come up with a French song or something, well, the French have their own margaux, but that's for drinking.

These are all security measures, there is no way, Molière got out of the car, and an assistant walked up to him: "Head, the documents are processed today." ”

Molière let out a long sigh.

Well, a good time is wasted on paper documents every day, and it's good that we have a small treasury because the funds are so wasteful, but even the people in the FBI have started to use double-sided paper, and even use it as a search warrant, can you believe this kind of thing?

If the Americans said they would be thrifty, Molière would have eaten all the paper himself.

"We've heard from some people that they've never used double-sided paper before, and the cost of paper is so low that they can't save their budget."

"That's what you're going to find out? What kind of intelligence is this? Molière was dissatisfied.