Daily life of an American TV drama agent

When Sheldon and Amy once again devoted their energy to wedding preparations, the apartment finally returned to its former peace. Most importantly, they began to resume cooking properly, which allowed Ron to have a normal routine. Guaranteed.

So he continued his previous habit of going for a jog on the street every morning. When he came back, he would be in time for breakfast. However, this day he discovered an unexpected figure during his morning jog.

Ethan Hunt, a good friend of Ron and Bourne, is also a senior agent of the most mysterious department of CAA. Ron does not think that his appearance here is for him.

Ron's legs were slightly bent and he stood up, which suddenly made his height shorter by more than ten centimeters. He no longer looked so prominent and blended perfectly into the pedestrians on the street. Then he walked quietly towards Ethan. .

When he walked diagonally behind Ethan, Ron followed the direction of his eyes and glanced quietly. In front of him, Bourne discovered that another familiar figure limping around was Finch.

"What are you doing? Ethan." Ron patted Ethan's shoulder. The doctor quickly gave him a cautious gesture, and then pretended to be talking to a good friend when he met him on the street: "The mission of the CIA is to hunt down fugitives. , be careful, don’t think he is just a disabled person, but on the CIA’s wanted list, he is classified as S-level. You know, even the chief of 911, his wanted level is only A-level.”

When Ethan spoke, his eyes secretly glanced in Finch's direction from time to time, and his attention was almost entirely focused on Finch.

"Okay, I understand, damn politics. You already know where he is. You just need to complete the set goals first and then catch him at the right time to maximize your interests. It's really dirty. What a means~"

When Ron said this, Ethan's expression became a little sad: "These are all decided by the people above, and although I am a senior agent, I am just a pawn in the eyes of these people. I can only try my best." Do what is given to me well.”

While the two were talking, Finch walked into an alley in front of him. Ethan and Ron quickly followed him, but when they just turned around the alley, they found that there was no one in the alley.

"Damn it, he discovered it again!" Ethan slapped the wall in frustration.

"It doesn't matter. If I have a chance to lock him down next time, I won't let him run away again."

Ron comforted him, but he was already happy in his heart. As soon as he found out that Finch was being followed by Ethan, he immediately sent him a message.

Although Ron and Ethan are very good friends, because of this, Ron is very aware of his stubborn personality under his once handsome appearance. He will only obey orders unless the order threatens his friend's life, for example, Ron or Bourne, but Finch was not his friend.

"I'm sorry that your mission failed. How about I buy you coffee? I heard that you've been having a very exciting time recently." Ron pointed to the cafe on the roadside and said, "I heard that you climbed onto a large transport plane with your bare hands. , drilling into the fuselage of an aircraft in the air and stealing biological and chemical weapons from inside, it sounds really exciting. I guarantee that if this story is written by a good screenwriter and made into a movie, it will definitely be a hit!"

"Two cups of American espresso, please." Ethan slapped the banknotes on the window sill of the cafe and handed a cup of coffee to Ron: "Reality is much more exciting than the movies. I also traced the horrors of smuggling biological and chemical weapons. Behind the molecules, there seems to be a mysterious organization controlling all of this. Terrorists who know nothing about biological and chemical weapons are simply unable to plan and complete such an action.

Think about it, they first need to know where the biological and chemical weapons are? How to use this thing? Who can get these things, and who can get them out of the United States? If there was a problem in any part of the process, their entire operation would be in ruins. But in fact, if I hadn't arrived in time, they would have succeeded. "

Hearing the word behind-the-scenes organization, a series of unpleasant memories came to Ron's mind, and he began to have a bad premonition: "So have you found out the name of the host?"

"Syndicate."

Ethan said a name that was unfamiliar to Ron. However, before Ron could breathe a sigh of relief, he continued: "This is just one of their names. In some places, they also call themselves Aidien. It is said that they come from It’s a very ancient organization that even has something to do with Freemasonry. Have you heard of this organization?”

"Of course I have heard of it. It is said that this is a very dangerous organization. Some of their people are even at the top of our government. You must be careful when dealing with it, Ethan."

Ron's expression became solemn. He hadn't heard any news about this organization for a long time, and he had even forgotten how terrible this organization was. When Ethan mentioned it, he remembered everything before again, and solemnly explained to Ethan.

"Don't worry, I will be careful." Ethan nodded. What he didn't say was that after Finch's mission failed, he was about to take over this new mission.

However, for people who are really familiar with it, many things are the same whether they say it or not. Ron immediately saw Ethan's thoughts from his expression: "I said you are not going to accept this task soon, right? Now your CIA's method of delivering tasks won't be as outdated as before, right? For example, go to some antique music store and tell people secret codes about whether some music is good or not?"

Ethan's face froze, and Ron really got it right, but with his excellent agent skills, he quickly covered it up with a string of awkward smiles: "Hahaha... How is that possible? Nowadays, even movies don't act like this. "

After Ethan left, Ron deliberately wandered around a few more times and returned to the place where they bought coffee. For some reason, the small kiosk selling coffee just now had stopped operating, and the window on the window sill was pulled down. It looks like it has never been opened.

Ron knocked heavily on the window sill a few times. The window sill opened and the beautiful female clerk leaned out half of her body: "Sorry sir, due to some reasons, our store is temporarily closed. If you have a special interest in the taste of our coffee, I suggest you You can come again next time.”

"Please, if there's no one else around now, can you stop acting? Samn, I told you about this place," Ron helplessly patted the troubled Samn on the head: "Where is Finch?"

This coffee kiosk was specially set up by Ron near the apartment in order to prepare for emergencies. All the business registration information is from another person. In order to make this coffee kiosk look more realistic, starting from noon every day, Ron will hire People are open here until 7pm.

Ron had prepared six secret strongholds like this near his apartment, because the coffee in such a cover-up shop would definitely not be very good, so there was no profit at all. Counting on Ron's own subsidy, he could barely make it. In operation till now.

"I'm here." The cover under the coffee kiosk was pushed open, and Finch crawled out: "I didn't expect that such a small kiosk has a cave and an underground space. It's really great. It’s not like I just happened to encounter the agency and didn’t notice it.”

"Don't say it's you, even the clerk who has been working in this store for a year didn't find this place." Ron rolled his eyes helplessly: "That's why I specially asked my cousin-in-law Phil who likes magic props to help me. made."

"Tell me, what kind of thing made you willing to take the risk to come to me? I remember I told you, it's okay, try not to come to where I live. You know that I have a special status and there are countless pairs of eyes staring at me. "Looking here, a person with a sensitive identity like you appearing in this place is no different than a girl with jewelry hanging on her body walking into a black community at night. You are simply a walking wallet."

"I remember that you have always been a person who pays great attention to personal space. I never thought that you would make such a mistake?"

"Okay, I do have something to ask you, and I happened to want to take a walk again, so I walked here unknowingly." Finch smiled awkwardly: "The number this time is a very successful investor, and the project he invested in Including cafes, nightclubs, and breweries, the compensation is the same as before, US dollars plus special information services for you, how about it?"

"Of course I have no problem, I'm just curious, why don't you ask Reese to do this kind of thing? It doesn't sound complicated." Ron asked curiously.

"He has something else going on recently," Finch said with evasive eyes: "If you are not busy, the action can start now. He asked a new girl to go on a date today, and you can pretend to be on a date with Samoyed. Keep an eye on him."

"OK, no problem, but you have to wait a moment. My brother asked me to bring him a cup of coffee upstairs."

Ron showed the message he had just received in front of them, and once again patted Sam on the head under her dissatisfied gaze: "Do you hear that? I want coffee, two cups of macchiato, what are you looking at? Why don’t you do it quickly?”

"This is the coffee you want, Sheldon. Your caramel macchiato with double milk. I love your caramel macchiato without sugar." Ron returned home with two cups of finished coffee.

"Oh, it's really great. It only took you seven minutes and 21 seconds from receiving the message to buying the coffee! The speed is amazing!" Sheldon stopped the stopwatch on his phone and said in surprise.

"Are you timing me again? Sheldon" Ron asked suspiciously.

Although Sheldon and Amy are both very weird, their weirdness was limited to themselves before and rarely affected other people.

But recently, Sheldon and Amy have begun to frequently ask others to do some inexplicable things for them, and so does Ron. This is not the first time that he has been asked to help with something by Sheldon and has timed it.

Ron always felt that these two people were planning some conspiracy recently.

"Yes, I'm particularly obsessed with timekeeping recently. How long will this hobby last? Let's start timekeeping!" Sheldon covered it up with a clumsy performance.

"Okay, then why do you want me to buy you coffee? I remember that unless you are at school, you only drink coffee that you make yourself, and there are still a lot of coffee beans left at home."

Ron walked to the refrigerator and checked the storage of coffee beans. The coffee beans in the refrigerator could last for at least another month. His doubts about these two guys deepened.

"Well……"

Sheldon started to get stuck. Seeing this, Amy quickly said for him: "Recently, we want to try the flavor of coffee outside. How is it different from our own? Right, Sheldon."

"Yes, that's it."

"Okay, I don't want to worry about you anymore~"

Anyway, even if they really planned some conspiracy to prank themselves, given their ability to act, they would only be embarrassed in the end. Ron simply didn't bother to care anymore and casually took the sandwich left for him on the kitchen table. Walking towards the door:

"Okay, I'm going to work. Also, please help me tell Howard that Tesla engineers will go over today to check on the progress of the battery project and ask him to keep an eye on it and don't let the real technology be stolen by them."

When we walked out of the door, we did not go to work at the IRS as he said. Instead, we turned the steering wheel and drove the car in the direction of the park. When he arrived, Samn was already waiting there.

"You're late. I've been waiting here for five minutes. You really have no sense of time."

"Please, we didn't agree on a time at all, okay?"

Ron walked to the park pier. The investor Finch mentioned had already taken the girl and started rowing in the middle of the lake. Ron casually handed a banknote to the staff: "Sorry, my girlfriend is having a tantrum with me. I made you laugh, please rent us a boat, thank you."

"Come on, my dear baby."

The staff dragged a moon-white wooden boat for them. Ron put the oar into Samn's hand, lazily lay down in the small wooden boat, and began to enjoy the morning sunshine.

Sam was annoyed by Ron's lazy look, but in order to complete the task, he still took the oar and rowed the boat to a remote location in the center of the lake.

This location is about three boats away from the small boat where the target investor is. If the voice over there is slightly louder, they can hear it. Samn raised the camera and pretended to take pictures of the scenery, but in fact he was using the camera. High-power cameras observe what's going on there.

Of course, Ron was not really idle. He took out his hidden earphones, put them into his ears, and began to exchange information with Finch:

"Tell me about this person, Finch. I remember you said that he is an investor, right? So the reason why others attacked him may be because of financial disputes. He borrowed money from loan sharks. Are you done? Those loan shark bastards are not good men and women. If he doesn't pay back the money, those people will definitely chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs."

"Contrary to what you guessed, Mr. Cooper, his investment projects are all very good, and his credit report is very impressive."