The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

209. Professional intelligence officers

Bai Xian's unprofessional and emotional side got him almost nothing, but Bucky didn't have to think about it that much.

A task is a task, only successful or not, mixing personal emotions at work is a rookie's behavior.

He first spent some money on an expensive suit and pretended to be an immigration and visa consultant. Today, he consulted a lot of people, which served as a good cover for him. After observing the terrain, he used a cigarette to pretend to be an inadvertent When the nearby security guards rushed to put out the fire, he slipped into the staff stairs that were forbidden to enter the second floor.

There are seven people upstairs, three people in the office on the left, one person in the toilet and one person in the pantry, and there are two people in the office on the highest floor at the end.

This point is judged by the sound of footsteps, the sound of the mobile phone, and the ambiguous sound of physical collisions. As an agent, it is a basic skill to quickly judge the number of people by hearing.

He quietly came to the edge of the stairs but did not step on the last flight of stairs. Instead, he rolled a glass bead towards the ground. Through the curved surface of the glass bead, he could see whether there was a gap in the vision on both sides of the aisle.

That's fine, no one is paying attention.

He stooped and moved quickly. The room with the most noble layout should be the destination, but the slapping sound inside seemed not to finish so quickly. How could he quietly let them finish firing the cannon and go out.

He needs a little help.

A drone crashed into the glass window sill of this office and fell. Not long after, a fat white man with a red face and a thick neck hurried out of the office with his belt in his hands, angrily preparing to go downstairs to find the drone and report to the security guard. Complaints about privacy issues.

After about 30 seconds, a mixed-race black woman tidied up her clothes and came out with a dignified demeanor, showing the demeanor of a role model of feminism.

Before leaving, he closed the door intimately.

But to no avail, Bucky came out of the next room, pulled two bent wires from where the lock fit, and the door swung open.

After entering, he carefully locked the door without making a sound, and looked around the empty office.

He has about 10 minutes to find the time, why so sure, because after 5 minutes, the fire sprinkler system downstairs will 'fail', and after 8 minutes, the fire sprinkler system of the whole building will all spray water, which can cause quite a mess , so this period of time is his work time.

At the same time, he added a small piece of iron sand in the door lock, which will cause the door lock to get stuck naturally, and it will probably take a little longer to fix it, and when they find that there is a problem with the door lock and want to force it open, it is a signal for them to leave .

All acting together flawlessly, all that's left is to find the intel.

The computer was turned on and had a password, but it didn't bother him. After all, it was the password system of the American embassy. This system has become a standard textbook for secret agents, and it only took 30 seconds to complete it.

It's just that the diplomat's computer has a lot of content, and it's too slow to search one by one. He directly searches the recent browsing history.

Then the latest one to browse is a set of full-color uncensored masterpiece Water Dragon King Paradise.

I have to admit that Bucky couldn't help but take a few more glances at that full color and seductive expression, after all, he is also a normal man.

And diplomats see this kind of thing as cultivating their sentiments without delaying their work. Although they also undertake the espionage work, they are not front-line personnel like Bucky, and more of them come out to mix their diplomatic resumes and accept some espionage business temporarily.

Civil servants who understand espionage and professional spies are two different concepts.

However, Bucky made a copy of Sui Longjing's masterpiece, after all, there is no difference between men in this respect.

After downloading, he continued to do serious business. He directly searched for new documents within seven days, a total of 130 documents, more than [-] mailbox records, and a memo, which seemed to be gone.

Just in case, he installed a pinhole camera on the bookshelf opposite the desk, pressed a bug behind the desk, and then retreated, went out through the window, and finally locked the window with dental floss to pretend to be a secret room. The downstairs just fell into chaos and screaming because of the fire and water sprinkling. No one noticed, so it can be said that it was a perfect stop.

Looking at the time, it took nine minutes and 17 seconds, which seemed a bit regressive. It would have been faster if he hadn’t copied the extra things just now, but it didn’t matter if no one found out. He found a secluded park bench and slowly looked at the copy on his phone. intelligence.

Most of them were immigration information and personnel, as well as diplomatic instructions from the United States, which were basically not nutritious, but he still found useful instructions.

"Mr. Smith, please tell Mr. Prime Minister that we are very sympathetic to the disasters they have suffered in the country. We will assign professionals to help them in the near future, so that they can stabilize the situation before our aid personnel arrive. The specific situation will be determined at that time. Commissioned by special mission personnel, the following is the list of aid personnel."

"Lex Luthor."

Bucky read out the first name on the list, and the bald head of the portrait on it was particularly eye-catching.

He looked down the list nervously, and after reading it three or four times, he was relieved, because there was no other familiar name on the list, otherwise he really didn't know how to face it.

He looked at the time, there were two days before their arrival, and the specific flight information, it was definitely heavyweight information, but he thought about it carefully.

This instruction document was deleted.

Although this violated the Lich's instructions, he felt that this choice was more correct. After all, there was such a competitive relationship between the two parties. If there is a fair competition at a high degree, or just shoot down the plane and it's over, then just pretend that you don't know.

In fact, he was afraid that his old friend would change his name and mix in with the general aid workers. As an agent, he always considered the worst.

However, after deleting this document, he could say that this trip was fruitless, so he continued to look through the document to see if there was any secondary information that could be used.

Really, he found a document containing the information of a suspected time traveler, the embassy has sent an email to the United States for verification, and the suspected time traveler is actually under surveillance in the embassy?

A voluntary surrender traveler? !

Bucky looked at this information, and he saw a handsome old man with a neatly trimmed beard, and he could see the handsomeness of his youth in his eyes.

And it was exactly the same as the old man in the hooded coat who was walking towards him in the park!

Bucky almost didn't want to pull out his pistol, but in the next second, the muzzle of the gun was knocked crooked by a glass wine bottle. At the same time, there was a flying knife behind the glass wine bottle, and the flying knife cut his wrist when he couldn't dodge. The suit on his back, his mechanical arm exposed in a flash of sparks.

Then the metal arm pinched the tip of the sword less than ten centimeters away from Bucky's face.

"It seems that you are what they call a time traveler."

Although the tip of the sword was pinched, the handsome old man asked with a joyful expression on his face.

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PS: The previous paragraph feels that the writing is immersive, and I feel that the spy movie should be shot in the same way.

210. Assassin

"Who are you."

Bucky's mechanical arm pinched the tip of the sword and asked.

He was indeed careless. He didn’t realize that he was being followed. After all, no matter how secluded the park is, it’s not surprising that someone appeared. The strange thing is that this is definitely the first time I’ve seen this face. One of the anti-stalking training is to quickly memorize the surrounding people. , he was very sure that this was definitely the first time he had seen this handsome looking old man.

Is it a time traveler?

But he was a little hesitant about this answer, because the old man didn't seem to have displayed any supernatural means.

"I've already asked the question first, child, self-declaration of family background is the basic accomplishment of a gentleman."

But the old man dropped his sword and retreated freely, causing Bucky to drop the sword in one hand, which made Bucky even more puzzled, because if he was a professional martial arts practitioner, he would not give up his weapon so easily.

"In terms of biological age, I should tell you this title."

Someone in the park seemed to have noticed the movement here. Bucky thought for a while, retracted the pistol in his cuff, and pulled out a dagger from the back of his waist with his backhand.

"It looks like we'll have to fight again, please forgive me, my old bone has fought several times in the past few days."

Although the old man said with a humorous expression, he did not flinch at all. Instead, he pulled up the hood behind his coat, hiding half of his face under the shadow of the hood, only revealing the unpredictable lower half of his face.

"But since this is the case, let me set an example, others call me"

"assassin."

assassin!

Bucky backed away almost subconsciously, the silenced pistol in his cuff made a needle-like sound, but the old assassin moved faster, a smoke bomb had already been smashed, the burst of thick smoke almost blocked Bucky's vision, and the bullets fell into the sea like mud cows .

But he was still very confident in his hearing. The mechanical arm instinctively retracted the headgear, and a spark flashed, breaking a pitch-black poisonous needle.

behind!

He crossed his arms and slammed back. Although the old assassin blocked it with his dagger in time, the iron fist still threw him two meters away, out of the range of the smoke.

"interesting."

At this moment, the old man looked at his trembling hands and said in a low and calm voice.

Bucky fired several shots at the old man outside the smoke, but the old assassin was not old at all.Like an old cat, it dodged three bullets with small steps, and just retreated in front of the children's sandpit in the park. When I let go, a handful of sand was thrown towards me.

Don't let sand get in your eyes!

Bucky blocked it with his hand, but the moment his vision was limited, he felt a pain in his abdomen and took another step back.

"Young people have good abs."

At this moment, the old man held the blood-stained dagger and praised it. Bucky lowered his head and found that his clothes had been cut open, and there was a wound on his abdomen that was bleeding. It was obvious that the old assassin had lowered his body and cut into it at that moment.

If it hadn't been for the dagger that was blocked by the iron fist just now, the blade would have been cut open instead of bleeding.

It is true that this is an old man, but he is definitely a powerful old man!

The old assassin was obviously dissatisfied with the quality of the dagger, so he threw it away, his hands drooping empty.

Clang! !

The Hidden Blade was out of its sheath, and the cold light was overwhelming.

Bucky didn't even want to continue shooting, and backed away while shooting.

On the surface, he is just an experienced old man whose physical fitness has begun to decline, but his intuition tells him that he must not fight in close combat.

The sand curtain was raised, and these guns fell to nothing, but a smoke bomb broke through the sand curtain.

It exploded with a bang, and the smoke filled the air again.

Where are the people?

People are on the ground!

Bucky shrank his legs sharply, and the cold glow narrowly passed over the sole of the shoe, but the other side of the Hidden Blade also passed over the abdomen, but it only hit the mechanical arm and pulled out a series of dazzling sparks.

Then Bucky's fleshy palm grabbed the hand of Lost!

At this time, the old assassin bent forward and missed the thrust. Bucky raised his mechanical arm and was about to elbow it down, but the old assassin landed on the ground with a scorpion leg and hit him right in the face.

There are stars in my eyes.

Can't be dizzy!If you faint, you will die!

He pulled out the dagger and rolled instinctively, and when he opened it, he saw a gash on the old assassin's thigh.

But the old assassin just took a look, and still rushed over, directly sealing his throat with his hidden sword.

The mechanical arm grabbed the blade of the Hidden Blade, and the other Hidden Blade savagely went straight to the eyeball, and Bucky's remaining hand gave up the dagger and clamped his wrist.

The four arms pinched each other, and the dagger fell between the two of them. The old assassin stretched out his leg, and the dagger landed firmly on his shoe, and then he lay back with his legs clamped. If Bucky pressed on his leg, he would be scratched by the dagger. hurt.

He had to let go.

Peng!

But just as he opened the distance, there was a crisp gunshot, and a blood hole was punched out of his shoulder blade by the bullet!The old assassin's cuffs were billowing with smoke.

There is still a gun!