The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 228 Dirty British Gentlemen
Late at night in Liverpool, England, the cold winter wind hurt people's faces.

Thanks to the strictly enforced employee security system, there was no one in the port except for a few night guards, who also ended their patrol early because it was too cold and went to the security room to sleep.

In this way, Ron and Guan Yuming walked in without any hindrance.

"Ron, why did you bring me here? Don't you already know the identity of the murderer who killed my daughter? Why don't you take me to revenge? Are you also with those British bureaucrats?" Guan Yuming asked loudly road.

It's no wonder he has such doubts, it's because Ron's behavior itself is a little too suspicious.

As soon as Guan Yuming received Ron at the airport, they were surrounded by a group of men in black belonging to the British intelligence agency. Their leader asked to see Ron by name, and Guan Yuming was not allowed to follow.

Ron went to talk to the leader for about three hours before he was released, but he has become very weird since he was released.

He claimed that he had all the information on the terrorist attackers, but he didn't explain anything. Instead, he ran to the hotel and fell asleep. He slept until three hours ago before calling Shangguan Yuming to come to this place late at night. A cold wind blows over the port.

"No, I'm not in the same group as that black-bellied younger brother," Ron pouted: "It's just an agreement with him to take advantage of each other, but don't worry, this agreement not only does not prevent you from taking revenge, but even It can also help me a lot.”

"Help? Who are they?" Guan Yuming automatically ignored the unfamiliar vocabulary of brother control. He was already very old, and he had never understood the trendy words in young people's mouths.

"Mycroft Holmes, if you often watch the news, you should know that this is an intelligence official, and he seems to be quite famous."

"But what does he have to do with what we are going to do?" Guan Yuming stared at Ron seriously and waited for him to give a concrete reply.

"Guan, I know how you feel about avenging your daughter. I also have family members. If my family members are hurt, I must be more anxious than you, but you have to understand one thing."

Standing by the pier where the cargo was loaded and unloaded, Ron turned around suddenly: "This terrorist attack is no longer a story of personal grievances like in Chinese martial arts novels, it has risen to a political event, and many people are staring at it. things, and want to participate in various means to achieve their desired goals, understand?"

Guan Yuming looked dazed. He used to be a professional soldier, and now he is just a restaurant owner. He has always been insensitive to political matters.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to choose to stay in that right and wrong place after being injured in the Vietnam War, and then be persecuted when the white-eyed wolf in Vietnam avenged his revenge and stretched out his poisonous hand to the benefactor of the past, causing his other two daughters to die while fleeing on the way out.

"Well, I'll make an exception and explain it to you in detail, but everything I told you today will rot in your stomach, understand?" Ron sighed, and finally couldn't bear to say.

Guan Yuming nodded heavily.

"First of all, the murderer who carried out the terrorist attack was ordered by the IRA."

"IRA?" Guan Yuming is familiar with this abbreviation, but also a little unfamiliar. He is familiar with it because he often sees this word mentioned on TV, but he is unfamiliar with it because he never cares about news other than the price of meat and vegetables.

"IRA, the Irish Republican Army, is a terrorist organization that seeks the independence of the Irish region through violent means, although the British government claims that the organization has abandoned its armed forces in 2001 and disbanded itself.

But in fact, they just passed some political conditions, such as giving greater autonomy to the Irish region except Northern Ireland, while the original leaders of the Irish Republican Army passed the treaty and transformed into the Irish and British. bureaucrats. "

"Yes, that's right, that Lime Hannes who has been harassed by your phone calls is one of the former members of this organization. Although he has already claimed that he has nothing to do with that organization, he has secretly controlled most of the power of that organization. .

Now, do you understand why your appeals are always ignored?close? "

Guan Yuming just felt dizzy. Originally, he thought that this was just an accidental injury in an ordinary terrorist attack, but he didn't expect that the involvement was so great.

"So, it was Lyme Hennessy who planned that attack, right?"

"No, but the separatists in the Irish organization he was in, the young people who didn't want to live under the British and wanted to take over from the old people created this incident, come to Both parties express their wishes."

Ron curled his lips in disdain: "In the end, they're just a group of angry kids. My younger brother Sheldon, who just ran away from home, is more mature than them, but putting on a political cloak hurts them a lot." and for innocent reasons."

"These bastards!" Guan Yuming cursed.

Ron shrugged: "That's right, they are a bunch of bastards, even the British government authorities think so, so they thought of using external force to combat the arrogance of these bastards."

"Originally, they saw your information from the family members of the victim. They knew that you would not let it go, and they planned to secretly provide you with some help and teach those bastards a lesson, but now I am here, so those filthy English gentlemen have new ideas."

"What do they want?" Guan Yuming asked eagerly, "As long as I can avenge my daughter, I can do anything."

"They want to use me and your power to completely eradicate those bastards."

That's right, this is the wish expressed by Mycroft and Ron when they met. If this result can be achieved, he is willing to pay a price that satisfies Ron. However, he still underestimated Ron.

"Then have you agreed?"

"Of course I agreed," Ron said with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "but how many goals I can accomplish is up to me. Or, as an American, I have no reason to travel thousands of miles from the United States. England, just to wipe the ass of those dirty gentlemen?"

Mycroft's conditions are of course very tempting, but considering the special status of Agent Ron, this kind of behavior will become treason if it is manipulated by a politician.

From then on, Ron had a handle and became a pawn in the hands of McCoff. Ron was not that stupid. He immediately reported the information to the Pentagon through special channels.

As a result, a new player has entered the game.

"Woo~" In the darkness, there were two low-pitched sirens, and Ron immediately raised his flashlight and flashed it there twice as a signal.

"Are you ready to make a fuss now? Off?"

(End of this chapter)