The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 311 Tracking and Anti-tracking
"Bumping around? What does that mean?"

Until he left the banquet hall, Harry was still thinking about Ron's words. He knew that Ron's last word should be in Chinese, but unfortunately, due to the arrogant tradition of the British Empire, he knew nothing about this language.

Ron explained it again in English, but Harry still frowned: "But, your action just now was too obvious. Valentine's secretary has obviously seen it. Are you sure it's still useful?"

Ron didn't answer him directly, but turned on the central control in his car, and two small red dots that were very close were displayed on the screen. Valentine's voice was also transmitted back simultaneously.

Harry gasped in surprise, he hadn't told Ron the FM IP of the tracker yet, how did he receive the signal?
"Don't think about it, this is not your tracker, but I put it on two scientist friends just now, I guess you, like Valentine's female secretary, put all your attention on Valentine, Right?" Ron said proudly.

"In this case you..."

"Why bother?" Ron didn't wait for Harry to ask, and took the second half of his sentence: "Of course it's to let him relax his vigilance. Where's your receiver?"

Harry took out the receiver from his clothes and handed it to Ron. Just as a wild dog passed by the car, Ron opened the car door with quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed the wild dog by the neck and picked it up. The wild dog struggled violently in Ron's hands.

"What are you doing?"

The image of Ron in Harry's eyes has become unfathomable after the tracker section just now, and Harry believes that Ron will never do such a thing just for cruelty to animals.

Ron didn't explain, and stuffed the receiver Harry had just given him along the dog's mouth, then shook the wild dog's neck twice, and then opened the mouth again, until he was sure that the receiver had been swallowed by the wild dog , before putting the wild dog on the ground.

Give it a light kick in the ass.

"Woof! Woof!" The wild dog yelled fiercely at Ron twice. Seeing Ron raising his foot and trying to kick him, he immediately threw his revenge plan out of the blue and ran down the alley in desperation.

"Please, old man, this is no longer the era in the 007 movie, where the agents just use two high-tech and the enemy is helpless," Ron turned around and began to explain to Harry.

Harry was a little annoyed when Ron called him an old man, but he didn't say anything. Harry is 47 years old this year, and in the secret service industry, he is already considered an overage agent. He should have retired long ago.

It's okay to call the old man.

"The current villains are more cunning than before, and even know more about high technology than us positive characters." When Ron said this, he thought of Cypher, who was a typical example: "So you think What will they do after they get the tracker? Of course, follow the signal source of the tracker and carry out reverse tracking.”

"Do I need to remind you that this time your opponent is not only a mentally ill terrorist, but at the same time, he is also a graduate of Caltech, and is now the actual head of the communications industry giant?

I bet that a small method like a tracker can be completely cracked in at most 5 minutes in his hands. "

"Then how can you be so sure that Valentine will definitely invite your two scientist friends back to his residence?" Harry was pissed off by Ron's sarcasm, but he was still a little bit unconvinced.

"Of course I'm sure," Ron said confidently: "Because he seems to have a special affection for young and promising scientists, so he will definitely invite outstanding scientists like my friend and my brother to participate in his so-called big project." , Professor Arnold, whose head was blown off before, is the proof."

Ron's reason made Harry unable to refute. In fact, after Ron's explanation, he noticed the details that he had been ignoring before.

With his in-depth investigation of Valentine's forces, he found that there were more and more incidents of dignitaries from various countries disappearing for no reason, so he focused his energy on this issue, but ignored scientists from various countries. disappearance phenomenon.

"The views of the two of you are really wonderful. I sincerely invite you two to come to my house. Would you like to? There, I will prepare another delicious meal for you. How about continuing the topic we just talked about?"

At this moment, as if to prove Ron's words, Valentine's invitation came from Ron's receiver. Howard and Rajesh were almost overjoyed, and quickly agreed.

Ron saw that the two small red dots on the map began to move towards the parking lot, and Ron smiled triumphantly: "How is it? Is everything the same as I said?"

Now Harry was really convinced: "Then what should we do? Catch up in a while?"

"Don't worry, my tracker is just a little more advanced than yours, as long as they don't leave Los Angeles, I can lock their location, but before that, we still have a good show to watch, don't miss it. "

Good show?What a show?
Harry wanted to ask, but out of a gentleman's reserve, he suppressed his curiosity very well. Of course, the more important reason was that he didn't want to make Ron more proud.

In this way, after the two were silent in the car for a while, Valentine's convoy drove past them, and just after the car left, Harry saw the beautiful secretary who had been by Valentine's side holding a Instrument, walking back and forth on the parking lot, showed a thoughtful expression from time to time.

"What's he doing?" Harry finally asked.

"Keep watching, there will be a good show happening soon."

Ron didn't answer, but pointed in the direction of the female secretary. The female secretary suddenly showed an ecstatic expression, and rushed in one direction at an incredible speed.

It wasn't until she ran past Ron's car that Ron saw that the woman had no feet!

Instead, it is a pair of special machines that are faster than jumping shoes.

"This woman is really hard on herself." Ron complained.

"What exactly do you want me to see?"

"That's the one!" Ron was happy, and pointed out the window, because they kept the lights off in the car and didn't start the car, plus the special car stickers, the female secretary didn't notice anything unusual when they passed by just now. But they can see clearly from inside the car.

I saw the female secretary ran a few steps, suddenly pounced, got under a car, and then crawled out with a puppy in her bewilderment.

The puppy was the wild dog that Ron had just fed the tracker.

(End of this chapter)