The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 596 Detective Ethan You Don't Want To...

"I'm sorry, Ron, I made you wanted together." Ethan said disappointedly when he got out from the other end of the underground tunnel and returned to the small speedboat where they had just transported the prisoners.

"It's okay. When I participated in your mission, I thought about it a long time ago. As an agent, isn't it normal to encounter such a situation?" Ron said indifferently.

Anyway, it was just a crime of treason unilaterally determined by the CIA, and it was not confirmed. Even, they didn't even have a decent evidence, and Ron didn't believe that they could do anything to him.

After all, no matter how awesome the CIA is, it is still under the jurisdiction of the Pentagon, and Ron happens to have a good relationship with many generals in the Pentagon. As long as it is not all villains, Ron has full confidence in a situation like a certain wine shop.

"Normal, but it's even more troublesome now." Ethan froze for a moment, then frowned and said worriedly: "The three ring bombs were taken away, and now the deposit and the exchange chips are in their hands, which means that They have three ring bombs in their hands, you know what that means? It means they can threaten the lives of millions of people at any time."

"It is recommended to subtract one-third from your original number." Ron smiled triumphantly, and opened the toolbox on the ship: "Although this thing is a bit weak in radiation, I think it is safer to carry it with you, after all Our main target is them, isn't it? I'm curious now, it must be fun when they put three ring bombs together and see the faces when they are different."

"However, even so, they will still get two nuclear weapons, and we will still lose." Ethan said dejectedly.

"That's not necessarily true. Do you still remember what good things you installed on that prisoner just now?" Ron had a smirk on his face. He just wanted to use the prisoner as a human bomb to delay time, so he just took the bomb from the portable space The moment he took it out, Ron remembered what Ethan had done before, so he decisively replaced it with a fake bomb and stuck it on the prisoner's back.

"Yeah, I just pretended to have a position for him!" Ethan slapped his forehead and shouted excitedly, but immediately became depressed: "But even if we pretended to have a position for him? There are only two of us, or A wanted criminal of the CIA, he now even has the support of the entire French Operations Department of the CIA, and we want to snatch the prisoner back from him is simply a dream."

"Who said we have to rob people? What if we snatch him back? Use him to exchange things and then catch him back, let that heinous guy spend his old age in a prison like a resort hotel? good thing?"

There was a sneer of disdain on the corner of Ron's mouth. He had long been annoyed at these virgin whores who abolished the death penalty. Former terrorist leaders like Lian En would have been guillotined in any previous era. , but now under the protection of these saints, they will live in special rooms in the prison, and they will eat, drink and play according to the highest standards.

Even, in this high-level prison, you can still surf the Internet!And the speed of the Internet is still very fast, which is used to reflect the humanistic care of these advanced capitalist countries.

"What are you going to do? Don't you plan to grab the plutonium bomb when they trade?! I think it's too difficult. There are only two of us, and there are at least dozens of them. Even if Lark is prepared, we have to You may face not only dozens of people, but even hundreds of them!"

Ethan's face was extremely ugly, because he suddenly thought that if Lark called people from the CIA's overseas operations department to cooperate with the operation, there might be more people than he just said.

Ethan was originally from the secret department inside the CIA, and he was so familiar with the operation of the CIA that he couldn't be more familiar with it. He knew very well how many people Lark could arrange in the name of hunting down traitors.

"Ethan, you have already carried out countless difficult missions. When was it that you didn't have more enemies with fewer enemies? Was there a time when we didn't complete those seemingly impossible missions in the desperate situation that everyone thought?"

Ron's voice suddenly became serious and excited, like an aspiring young man who is ready to dedicate himself to the mission at any time, but those who are familiar with him know that under normal circumstances, when Ron looks like this, he is ready to start fooling people Yes, like Ethan.

"So, there must be some bad luck arranged for me this time, right?"

"You can't say that, Agent Ethan, you don't want me to 'accidentally' kill several CIA colleagues in order to complete the task, do you?" Ron threatened with a smirk.

Ethan's heart skipped a beat. He knew that if Ron said that, he would definitely do it. He and the CIA have never dealt with each other, and they usually bully and step on them occasionally when they are free. Will those colleagues from the CIA be spared?

Although Ethan himself often becomes very passive in his actions due to the various constraints of the CIA, those orders are issued by the senior officials of the CIA, and have nothing to do with these low-level agents. Ethan has been in the CIA for a long time , deep feelings, if it is those fat chiefs, Ethan will not even ask, let them die?But Ethan couldn't bear it when it came to his colleagues on the front line.

Ethan sighed helplessly: "Okay, what do you want me to do, as long as you can save the CIA from killing a few people, I will listen to you, okay?"

"Don't worry, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I guarantee everything will be safe. I've already made a plan, but I just need a bait..."

The Champs-Elysées, the most beautiful street in Paris, is located on the central axis connecting the Louvre and the new Arc de Triomphe, also known as the Arc de Triomphe. The street is darkened by a group of unexpected guests.

Because Lark and the White Widow chose this place as today's trading location, of course, they couldn't trade on the street, but chose an inconspicuous alley on the Champs Elysees.

But this does not mean that the Champs-Elysees can escape disaster, because besides Lark and the White Widow, there are third-party forces that are watching the situation here, that is, following the prisoner's chrysanthemum, the tracker all the way Ron and Ethan who tracked down here.

"It's really great. The tracker is still working. I thought we were going to lose it when the guy had something to eat and relieve himself."

Ron said with lingering fear. When the tracker's position began to move in the morning, Ron confirmed it several times, and finally confirmed that the tracker's trajectory did not coincide with any sewer line in Paris, so he set off with Ethan.

"I have told you several times that it is a new type of tracker unique to our CIA. The outer shell of the tracker has a membrane. After combining with the bacteria in the large intestine, it will form a strong glue, unless special equipment is used. Get it, otherwise no one will be able to take this thing out."

Behind Ron, wearing a prison uniform and a Lian Enren leather mask, said with a bitter face that his outfit was Ron's plan.

The machine that made the human leather mask was originally broken in the hotel, but fortunately Howard is a very professional engineer. Ron just connected with him via video to show roughly the style and principle of the machine, and Howard guided Watched Ron complete the repair work on the machine online, and upgraded it by the way.

The original machine can only scan the face first, and then make the mask, but now the new machine only needs a photo, can generate a 3D model of the face mask by itself, and print it out.

"It's really a useful thing, come back and fix it for me, shhh, they're here!" Ron gestured for silence, and pulled Ethan into the shadow of the alley.

Three black commercial vehicles drove into the alley, led by the White Widow, and a group of muscular men in suits surrounded her and walked toward Lak who had been waiting for a long time, while her brother followed with a suitcase containing a plutonium bomb. behind.

Probably because the sprinkler was a little out of order today, and the amount of water sprayed was a bit too much. The entire Champs-Elysées was wet, and this small alley was even worse.

"I remember that the person who traded with me was not you, who are you?" Seeing the face of the waiting person clearly, the White Widow asked vigilantly.

"I'm Luke, the real Luke who traded with you, not the CIA undercover agent who met with you yesterday." Luke said proudly. He thought that what he said would make the other party respect, but what he didn't expect was that he Just after finishing speaking, the other party pulled out the gun.

"You said you were Rucker, and you were Rucker? What proof do you have? How do I know you're not another CIA undercover agent?"

"That's right, ma'am, your wisdom is enough to dim all the stars in the night sky. This kind of clumsy lie is even more invisible in front of you. I can't express my admiration for you in words. "

Just as Lak was about to speak, Ron pushed Ethan out of the corner pretending to be a prisoner: "Sorry ma'am, I'm late, and I'm sorry that you were almost deceived by a CIA undercover agent."

Of course Ron remembered the White Widow temporary base he was taken to yesterday, so after discussing the plan with the doctor last night, he wrote a letter and stuffed it under the door of the temporary base. Will pretend to be his identity to trade with the White Widow.

People generally have a preconceived notion in their minds. Ron was the first to contact the White Widow, and worked with him to kill several killers in the hotel banquet hall. More believable.

If it weren't for the long-term experience of wandering the underground world, the White Widow would have teamed up with Ron to kill this new idiot.

Seeing this, Luke was in a hurry: "Don't believe him! I am the real Luke! They are liars of the CIA. The CIA has a machine that can make a human skin mask exactly like the original sound. The one in his hand must have a human mask. The one with the leather mask, I am the real one! If you don’t believe me, look, can he give you chips like mine?!”

As Lak spoke, he tore at the prisoner's cheek. This trick really worked. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. It is not a secret that the CIA's possessions are in the underground world. Go to Ron, to be precise, the same prisoner in Ron's hand as Lark's.

Ron was not afraid, and pushed hard behind Ethan: "Is it true or not, miss, you can test it yourself and you will know? The ghost knows how real their CIA's human skin mask will be, maybe it will be fine if you tear it up casually." It doesn't matter? I just don't know if some people dare or not?"

After finishing speaking, Ron still raised his eyebrows provocatively at Lark.

Naturally, Lark wouldn't fall for such a crude general, but the White Widow's men had already divided into two groups. At the same time, they aimed their guns at Ron and himself, which was too much. He could only push the prisoner forward, planning to come A self-proving innocence.

But what made him feel a little uneasy was that according to the rumors about Ron, this person never seemed to do anything unprepared, but now he couldn't think of Ron's backhand no matter what, so he could only be suspicious. Wait and see.

However, when the two prisoners who looked exactly the same were about to walk in front of the White Widow, a sudden change occurred, and Ron shouted: "It's now!"

The prisoner Ethan pretended to hug another prisoner suddenly, and put a pistol drawn out from nowhere on the prisoner's temple. Before Lark reacted to the White Widow's men, a naked man suddenly appeared on the roof. The man with the upper body cut off the wire, and as soon as the wire with blue electric sparks fell to the ground, half of the people present fell to the ground twitching, and the other half didn't feel much better.

Huge currents rushed into people's bodies along the water on the ground, scurrying back and forth in their bodies, and a feeling of numbness spread all over their bodies for a while, except for Ron and Ethan, who were wearing rubber shoes and hiding a rubber suit under their clothes.

, On the roof, the bare-chested man finished cutting the wires, grabbed a rope and swung down from the roof. Like a wild man, he went straight to the elder brother of the White Widow. Using the inertia of the rope swing, he kicked the elder brother of the White Widow. Kicking down, snatching the box from his hand, Chao Ron threw it in his direction: "Here you are! We owe nothing!"

Then, with a few taps on the opposite wall, he climbed to the opposite building in an incredible way, and then disappeared on the roof. The whole process took no more than 3 seconds.

The good news is that Ron has both the ring bomb and the prisoner at the same time. The bad news is that both the White Widow and Lark have recovered from paralysis at this moment. These people still have the strength to fight, not to mention, Lark reached into his pocket and quietly pressed the preset call that was prepared in advance.

This is a code for the CIA Overseas Operations Department under his command. As long as this number is dialed, CIA support will arrive immediately.

"You're all dead!" If it wasn't for the fear, Lark would have shot Ethan in the head right now.

But unlike what Lak had expected, Ron, who was surrounded by so many people with guns, didn't feel panicked, but laughed very strangely.

"Throw away your weapon and squat down with your head in your arms! Don't laugh! What are you laughing at?" White Widow's men pointed their guns at Ron's head roughly and said.

"I laughed at you for dying without knowing it. I hate people pointing guns at my head." Ron said coldly, looking at the subordinate as if he was looking at a dead person.

(End of this chapter)