Fisher and the others found a tunnel, stopped the car, and put down the paralyzed Bermingo, Angela pricked him in the neck, which probably means that this is a ********, Bermuda specialty, whether it is a source of poison or interpretation, it is only available in Bermuda, so feel at ease to be the "little mouse" of himself and others.

Brother Bo Ming's expression was loveless, Fisher took out the dagger and played with the dagger on his fingertips, Brother Bo Ming's neck shrank, and he walked out of the car in good spirits. When he got out of the car, Fisher put a cell phone in his pocket.

Fisher closed the door, and Bell stepped on the gas pedal and drove out.

Angela flipped from the back to the middle row, holding Fisher's hand. Fishell suddenly realized that there were only two of the three possibilities that he had thought of before. Angela was there when she met Harrison in Bermuda, and what were Angela's abilities?

Emotional sensitivity! As she continues to practice, this ability can already be developed into a mind-reading technique through the combination of her ability to observe words and colors! This is equivalent to a humanoid self-propelled inflatable, phew, humanoid self-propelled polygraph!

And the few people I came into contact with in Bermuda had no problem before leaving. After leaving Bermuda, Harrison and the others did not send orders directly to Fisher's team, and it was all planned and negotiated internally by Fisher.

Although he didn't understand why Harrison, who had foreshadowing on both sides of the Imperial Federation, didn't have a foreshadowing in the Titan Corporation, Fisher chose to believe him for the time being. After all, Angela didn't see the flaw, did she?

So now it's just a choice of two options, so go back to Driel to check the land transportation line, or go to another city to check the branch of Titan? That's the problem.

Fisher and Angela put it together, only to find that they had just missed a little. We've already developed Bermingo into an informant, right? Bomingo also mentioned the annual executive gathering of Titan, right?

Come on! In this way, this executive gathering was unexpected, although I had never heard of it before, but it seemed to be a real thing. Besides, didn't Brother Bo Mingge get an injection now?

Fisher and Angela glanced at each other, and Fisher reached out and patted Bell and Chris in the front seat: "I have a ......"

"Dreams?" Bell interjected.

Fisher gave him a shave on the back of his head, and Bell retaliated by slamming the steering wheel, and Chris quickly reached out to stop Fisher, who was about to hit Bell.

"Bermuda doesn't need to be checked, Angela said that it is reliable over there. Derrille couldn't go back for a while, and a few of us blew up wherever we went. Elsewhere the Titan Company estimates a urine sexuality. But we now have a better option, and Bomingo mentioned the annual meeting of the Titans......"

Chris has already reacted, "You want to catch them all?" ”

Fisher nodded, "Of course it will be very difficult, but it will also be very rewarding. ”

Bell saw Fisher's expression in the rearview mirror and nodded, "If you want to die, be bigger." ”

Fisher smiled, "That's right. It's like we're on vacation for another two months, so we're back in Bermuda to see Renault, and to see if we can analyze anything from the data we stole from the Drier Titans. ”

Speaking of Renault, everyone was silent for a while, but soon became active again. Although Renault's current state is not very good, after all, life has to go on, not to mention that it is not really hopeless, is it?

Maybe even if Renault hangs, Bermuda or Titan's black technology can turn him into an animatronic pet or something.

Probably. Fisher sighed secretly. Angie stretched out her hand and clasped his right hand tightly. Fisher smiled at her, and Angela rested her head gently on his shoulder.

"Let's find a place to change cars. This kind of car must have a locator on it, just play around, and it can be used to bully and bully the police in the city, the National Guard or something, and it is a target on the battlefield. Fisher looked at the time, then turned his head to look behind him, there were no pursuers for the time being, and it was time to change cars. After all, even if there is no positioning system, no matter how you look at the Gauss machine gun on your head, it will be a swagger.

Several people threw the car into an open parking lot and boarded an empty bus from the other side. This station was originally the departure station of the bus, and it is also a parking lot for large buses, and relatively speaking, there are very few people on the bus.

Fisher had already made a disguise when he was in the car, and for Angela Belcles and others who had not shown their faces, it was impossible to reveal their identities. Angela and Fisher sat in the seats at the back of the bus, while Chris sat across from them and Chris sat in front of them.

Fisher stretched out his leg and kicked Bell, who was sitting in front of him, "Red bench." ”

Bell took a sip out the window, rolled his eyes and sat down next to Chris. Angela looked straight and buried her head in Fisher's chest, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she couldn't hold back a smile.

Fisher stroked her head with one hand and looked out the window, thinking about his next plan.

In about two months, the Titan Corporation will hold their annual meeting of the top management, and this is Fisher's chance. While still in the jeep, Fisher had already communicated with Bermingo.

After being kicked out of the car, Bai Mingge, who had just walked out of the tunnel, finally saw the warm sunshine again, and temporarily forgot that he still had a Bermuda specialty "toxin" flowing in his body, and he didn't have time to take a good breath, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

His face changed, and suddenly the satisfaction of a prisoner escaping from the ground and seeing the sun again turned into tears, and he answered the phone tremblingly, raised it to his ear, and said with a crying voice: "Hey. ”

Then Fisher told him the worse news.

According to Bomingo's meaning, generally speaking, the time of the meeting will be at the end of each year, which is about December, and there are still about two months before now. The place and time of the meeting will be notified half a month to one month in advance.

Fisher did the math, there was probably more than a month of free time, except for the time to go back to Bermuda to recuperate, he also wanted to go back to the Commonwealth to see his partners in the Secret Service. The cute and venomous arrogant sister-in-law Leila, Xinxuan, who became a kitchen god because she likes to eat, and the old man Director Feng, who should now be called his father-in-law Lao Taishan.

I don't know how much trouble they have encountered and how much they have wiped their buttocks for such a "defection". Speaking of which, I miss them a little, if the annual meeting of the Titans is held in the Federation this year, I may be able to go and see these old guys.

Thinking of this, the corners of Fisher's mouth hooked into a smile, and Angela lay in his arms and nodded.

It's just that I definitely can't go back now, after all, my identity, tsk.

Although it is unclear where these inexplicable "clones" came from, it is conceivable that many people in both countries have been replaced. Now all you have to do is pull out the thread and pull the thread all the way from this thread to pick out the rest.

At that time, once the existence of these stand-ins can be proven, then most of the charges will be revoked.

Fisher thought so and sighed.