[007]Miss M

Bond, who returned to the gaming table, was a little more calm than before.

The gambling game has entered the final stage, no more chips can be bought, and the big blind is no longer in units of [-], but in millions.

Felix Wright and Scarlett were half leaning on the railing beside the gaming table, resting their chins with one hand, and stared at the situation on the gaming table.

Bond bet all 4050 million, and Raciford chose to follow up, not surprisingly.There are now 5000 million US dollars in chips on the table.

After betting the chips, it came to the showdown stage. The remaining four gamblers on the gaming table showed their cards one by one, AKQ straight flush, full house - three 8s to A, it was Raciford's turn, and the card in his hand was A and 6, that is, a stronger full house—three aces against 6.Scarlett even saw Raciford and his female partner look at each other and smile triumphantly.

"It seems that he is confident!" Felix exclaimed.

"He got complacent too early. Generally speaking, such a person tends to lose even worse."

Although Bond has not yet shown his cards, Raciford must have calculated the probability. The probability of Bond winning against him must be very small, but it will definitely not be zero.Although the strongest straight flush is hard to get, it doesn't mean you can't get it—gambling, occasionally you need a little luck.Bond has been fighting and being poisoned in the past two nights. He really deserves to be patronized by good luck.

"Mr Bond."

Amid everyone's attention, Bond laid out his cards on the table—the 4 and 6 of spades, together with the cards on the table, formed a straight flush, the strongest card!

The moment they saw the cards in Bond's hands, the audience burst into applause, and everyone congratulated Bond for winning the bet.

"Congratulations." Even Vespa smiled, congratulating Bond on his victory.

Scarlett did not attend Bond's celebration banquet. She went back to her room alone, wrote an email to report the gambling situation to M, and accidentally saw Whishaw's email.

The emails between Scarlett and Whishaw have their own encryption method. If you don't know the password, it will take several days to decipher, and it is even more difficult to hack into the computers of two IT experts.

The content of Whishaw's email is very simple. Scarlett just read it once and found the meaning in the password - Dwasill. (D is sick)

D, refers to dad.

Looking at the simple sentence on the screen, Scarlett didn't know what it was like.

Being able to get Whishaw to tell her meant that her father was seriously ill, but as a daughter, she didn't know it until now.She suddenly thought that when she was in Panama, M asked her to go home to be with her family after the incident with Racife, and she was still choking.Only now did she understand that based on M's information, she must have known about her father's illness when she said that.

The mobile phone in her hand had already dialed M's number before she had time to hang up, and before she had time to hang up, M's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Scarlett?"

"..."

"say!"

"I booked the last flight for tonight." Scarlett opened the webpage where she was looking up ticket information, casually picked a flight number that was pleasing to the eye, and reported the flight information to M while placing the order.

"I thought you would have useful information to report to me, such as Raciford, such as your cooperation with the CIA."

"What Mathis said?" Scarlett had already booked the plane ticket. She held the phone in one hand and began to pack her luggage in the other. "Check the accountant at the Ministry of Finance, and Mathis."

"You think they are suspicious?"

"Bond has only told three people about Raciford's bluffing, Mathis, Vesper, and me. Do you think me and Bond are the ones who informed?"

M on the other end of the phone nodded. She was very satisfied with Scarlett's performance this time, whether it was the cooperation with the CIA after Vespa refused to provide funds, or the awareness of Mathis and Vespa's problems, This all shows Scarlett's keen observation and excellent decision-making ability. She is making little progress towards the goal of being an excellent field agent.but--

not enough.

What M hopes most is that Scarlett can become her successor and become the next M after she leaves.But now, her biggest problem is that she is too emotional.

"You did a good job." M rarely praised her on the phone, "I'll let Tanner check them out, but now, I have a question to ask..."

"I love him." Scarlett spoke before M spoke, her tone was rare and firm, "I love Bond, but he doesn't love me."

"..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. M did not expect that Scarlett would tell her this, and it would be such an answer.

"I don't think it's a contradiction, he's not the only one I love but doesn't love me. I know what the responsibility is on my shoulders, and no matter what happens, I will remember, MI[-], You, the country is what I should protect, and I will give up other things."

"He's the only one." The meaning in M's words, only Scarlett could understand.

"really?"

"I never lie."

M's voice was still serious and unemotional, but in Scarlett's ears, it was the most tender sentence she heard.At this moment, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but slightly curled up, it was joy from the heart that she didn't even realize: "Thank you."

"You should leave for the airport."

"Ah."

Putting the luggage into the box, Scarlett went downstairs to check out, ready to leave that night, but when she just walked to the front desk, she bumped into Bond who was running towards the door.

Scarlett looked at Bond running out in a hurry, and couldn't help but wonder: "What happened?"

"Vespa said Mathis was looking for her."

Mathis looking for Vespa?What's wrong with this?

"Raciford just lost all his money."

Scarlett understood Bond's meaning at once, and left the suitcase at the front desk, she ran out with Bond without thinking.Just after leaving the gate, there was a scream from the direction of nine o'clock, and a tall woman in a dark purple dress was forcibly dragged into the car.

"It's her!" Bond ran to the parking lot with certainty, and Scarlett followed closely behind and sat in the passenger seat.Before she put on her seat belt, the car rushed out like an arrow off the string with the sound of the engine starting, chasing after the car that took Vespa away.

The author has something to say: There are classes on Tuesday night, so there is no update every Wednesday.See you on Thursday!

Someone has already guessed the object of Mr. White's favor!