[007]Miss M

Chapter 3

On the third night when Bond went to Panama, Scarlett was woken up by M: "You gave Bond your account number?"

"What?" Scarlett hadn't reacted yet.

"Come to my room at once."

M and Scarlett lived very close, so close that Scarlett could walk into M's bedroom in just a few steps—of course, only the two of them knew this way.

When he walked into the room, M was propping up on the bed with one hand, and his eyes were fixed on the computer next to her bed: "Bond has just logged into our encrypted network with your account, what I want to know is, how did he know you password? Did you tell him?"

"I didn't tell him." Scarlett was still very measured in major matters, "He only knows the account number. As for the password...with his intelligence, it's not difficult to guess."

"I don't want this to happen again."

"If Bond doesn't use my account, I'm afraid the next... will use your account." Scarlett reminded M, "Compared to him using my account, I think you don't want the latter situation Let it happen, your account has greater authority."

"Change your password immediately." M gave Scarlett a white look, "Also, if one day I find out that my account number and password have been used by Bond, Scarlett, no matter who you are, I will not favoritism."

"If your account is used by others, it will be my negligence." Scarlett assured M, "I will never let this happen. Professionally, you should trust me."

"I never doubted your professional ability, but I have always been worried that you will be emotional."

M knows Scarlett better than anyone else, she is professional and skilled, the only shortcoming is that she is not cold-blooded enough.And this happens to be the killer's taboo.

The two people Bond is investigating are Raciford and Dimitres.Raciford is no stranger to M. He just set up a bet in the Casino Royale in Montenegro not long ago, with a bet as high as hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Have you found Bond's location?" M asked Tanner on the other end of the phone.

"Bahamas, Ocean Club."

It is consistent with the location of clues that Bond once revealed to Scarlett.

"You want to go to the field?" M could see through Scarlett's thoughts almost at a glance, "I said that you are more suitable for the military supply department, Scarlett, even if you pass all the tests in shooting, physical fitness, With full marks, I still don’t think you are suitable for field work.”

This sentence again, this sentence, Scarlett has heard M say to her many times.

"This is the 130th time you have said it. M, I just have one question. Are you selfish when you say that?"

"...This is also the 130th time you ask me this question. What answer do you want to hear? Yes? That shows that I am not professional; no? That only shows that I am ruthless. Scarlett, what answer do you want to hear ?”

Yes, what answer do you want to hear?If M admits that she does not agree to her going out on the field because of selfishness, she may be very touched, but as M said, it is too unprofessional to prevent agents from going out on the field because of selfishness; and if she simply thinks that she is not suitable, then Such an M is too ruthless.No matter what the answer was, it wasn't what she wanted.

"I... don't know... Maybe, there are all of them. It's getting late, you should rest."

As Scarlett said, she was about to turn off the lights in the house for M, but M grabbed her hand: "I will give you five days to go to Miami to help me with something. The most important thing is, take advantage of this time , think about it carefully. Think about it clearly, what exactly do you want. "

"I always knew exactly what I wanted. I always thought you knew why I chose to stay with MI[-], but it turned out that you never knew. M, I'm really disappointed." Scarlett didn't Thinking of M still saying, "Maybe you're right, I really need to think about it. When is the ticket to Miami?"

"If you want, let Tanner book a plane ticket for you, and you can leave early tomorrow morning."

"No need, I can do this kind of thing by myself." Scarlett just felt tired. The mental exhaustion was more depressing than the physical exhaustion. "What am I going to do in Miami?"

"Follow a person, he has a list in his hand, I want you to hack into his computer, get it and destroy it."

"I see."

After finishing speaking, Scarlett turned the handle of the door, but heard M calling to her from behind: "Scarlett, it is precisely because I know the reason why you stayed in MI[-] that I know that you are not loyal enough. "

"I'm not loyal enough?" Scarlett laughed angrily, "Don't you find it funny, M, don't you know how loyal I am to you?"

"You are loyal to me, but not to MI[-], let alone to the country. Scarlett, if one day, I am no longer the head of MI[-], what will you do? Will you have no loyalty?" You betrayed MI[-] and Britain without hesitation? Scarlett, your life was not planned by me, and you don’t need to be responsible to me, just do what you want.”

What do you want to do?

Scarlett didn't speak. M, you know, for me, staying with you is the only thing I want to do for so many years.

The task M assigned to Scarlett was not difficult. According to the data, the target of the task was a scholar. After observing for a day, Scarlett easily sneaked into the other party's house while the other party was away, and hacked his computer. , quickly got the list, and made the false impression that the system was triggered because of the necessity to steal data, resulting in the loss of all system data.

The task was successfully completed, and there were still more than two days before M asked to return to life. Scarlett found a luxurious hotel near the sea in Miami, and enjoyed the life of waking up in the morning and being able to see the sea, the sun, and the beach. , Hearing that there will be the largest aircraft display in the world at Miami Airport tonight, Scarlett decided to rush there almost without hesitation.

M asked her to figure out what she wanted, and she had already figured it out, she would stay in MI[-], not only because of M, but also because of that man - the one with the blonde hair and the blue eyes Eyes, and his charming smiling man.

In the morning, Miami was still sunny, but the rain filled the air of the city with a moist atmosphere. The rain on the ground hadn't dried up yet, but Scarlett didn't hate the weather here. London, where she grew up, has always been a rainy place.

Scarlett walked into the airport security check with her passport and mobile phone in one hand and a simple suitcase in the other.Her plane took off in three hours, and she had a lot of time, enough for her to stroll around the duty-free shops at the airport.

When the phone rang, she looked at the caller ID on the screen and was clearly stunned, M and Bond.She hesitated for a few seconds, and finally picked up: "Bond?"

"Is M with you?"

"What?" Scarlett quickly realized, "She's not here, what happened?"

"Pick me up to M immediately and tell her to call Miami Airport Security because I think there's going to be an explosion here."

"Explosion?" Scarlett also knew about Bond's mission, and she never doubted Bond's words, "I'll call her right away. Are you at the Miami airport?"

Bond on the other end of the phone seemed to be thinking about something, and after a few seconds he said, "I'll call you later."

"it is good."

Scarlett immediately called M without hesitation: "Bond believes that there is an explosion at Miami Airport, and you need to notify the airport security department immediately."

"Did you answer Bond's call just now?" M's phone received a voice prompt that the other party was busy after waiting for ten seconds. Combined with Scarlett's current words, it is not difficult for her to guess that Scarlett is for It was only when Bond's call refused to answer himself, "You go to the airport immediately."

"I'm already here."

"I'll contact the security department at the airport immediately. You assist Bond. Scarlett, I don't want another terrorist explosion to happen. If you can complete this mission, I might consider letting you go out on duty."

"Understood." After succinctly ending the call with M, Scarlett walked towards the tarmac. Today, an explosion was caused in Miami. Except for the prototype of Skyplane 570, those terrorists could not find other targets.

Walking quickly to the apron, she was stopped by a combination lock. Although this kind of combination lock is not difficult for Scarlett, without the help of tools, it still takes a little time to crack it in full view. of.Just when Scarlett was in trouble, an unfamiliar number sent a text message:

"ELLIPSIS"

Without any explanation, Scarlett understood the meaning of the text message.Sure enough, this is the password. There is no doubt that the person who sent this text message is Bond.

"Are you in?"

"Well, going to the apron. Wait—" The fire protection device suddenly sprayed water, and all the airport staff were running out in panic.Although Scarlett was also frightened by the sudden gushing water, she immediately regained her composure, "He's creating chaos."

"I'm looking for him," Bond told Scarlett as he chased, "We have to stop him."

"I know." Of course, Scarlett knew that they must not let this explosion happen. She walked against the flow of people to the tarmac, ignoring that she was already drenched, and the clothes tightly attached to her body showed Given her graceful figure, I don't know how many men can't help but keep their eyes on her and don't want to look away.

"I found him, he got into the police car, I have to hang up."

"I'll be right there." Scarlett looked around, there was a glass door on the left, but it was locked, so she took off the safety hammer on the wall and slammed it hard against the four corners of the glass.Soon, broken glass scattered all over the ground, Scarlett threw the safety hammer aside, and walked to the tarmac.

The author has something to say: continue to bite the small handkerchief and call for messages~~~~(>_<)~~~~

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