"My name is Eric Trevelyan. I am an agent affiliated with the British MI6. I inherited the code name from the previous agent. Now I am 006!"

"March 1986. The intelligence chief knew, and so did I, but the intelligence chief thought I didn't know, and I pretended not to know. I was not British, I was a Cossack, a Cossack betrayed by Stalin and the British government.

.

I have been trained by the British intelligence agency since I was a child, loyal to the Empire on which the sun never sets, and Her Majesty the Queen. I have also been indoctrinated with ideas about overthrowing tyrannical powers in the East, but after learning my true identity, I was confused."

Comrade 006's diary during this period was very sloppy, with some wrinkles on the paper and the handwriting slightly blurred. Of course, those were not tears, but because he drank too much.

"In June 1986, the operation failed, and I was left as cannon fodder by 007, who was also a British agent. For the British Empire, for Her Majesty the Queen? What a great slogan, what an exciting moment? 007, who once had a deep friendship with me,

In the name of prioritizing tasks, I gave up on myself.

I want revenge, and I want to take revenge on the empire on which the sun never sets and the Queen of England!"

After clarifying the goal, Comrade 006's fighting spirit was restored. He will use his ability to let Her Majesty the Queen watch a big fireworks.

"In October 1995, he planned to steal the military satellite GoldenEye, but the plan was sabotaged by 007, so he had to fake his death and flee Russia."

"In August 1999, I reintegrated my intelligence network, and the effect was amazing. Russia became more and more chaotic, and we obtained a lot of weapons and talents from it."

"In January 2000, I secretly organized my manpower and made a careful plan, and finally stole their latest Jellico-1 missile from Stark Industries. I disassembled the missile and shipped it out of the United States in batches. Her Majesty the Queen

, I prepared big fireworks for you, I hope you like them!"

"In February 2000, the most important circuit board in the missile control system was still not in place, so I had to return to the United States to track down clues."

"On March 5, 2000, I was going crazy! My careful plan was finally completely destroyed by four stupid thieves! It was all over! The plan was completely exposed, and I had to hide it!"

"On the afternoon of March 5, 2000, the plane crash attracted countless agents! They were all hunting me, damn it! I couldn't let them track me down, and today's pie didn't seem to taste right.

I’m uncomfortable, I’m so unlucky!”

"On March 6, 2000, the police and gangsters here in Phoenix were moving around like crazy. The FBI, CIA, including agents from allies and enemies, there were 1.5 million people stationed in Phoenix.

Population, now there are more than 20,000 agents, and on average there is one agent for every 100 people! I am going crazy! It is so uncomfortable to eat fast food every day, why do these Americans like to eat this kind of thing?"

"On March 9, 2000, ordinary people were unaware of it, but I could tell that Phoenix City was now heavily guarded. Once I left my current place of residence, there was a high chance that I would be exposed. Alas, I could only continue to hide.

Well, in order not to arouse suspicion, I will go out to work tomorrow. I will work in a fast food restaurant for two days first and observe the direction of the wind."

"On April 5, 2000, two-thirds of my salary was deducted by the evil boss! According to my past temper, I should have killed him with one shot! But now I have to endure it first! endure! endure! endure!

!”

"On April 12, 2000, I couldn't bear it anymore! That evil boss dared to touch my butt!"

"On April 15, 2000, I started working as a food delivery boy, and a group of young guys laughed at me? Have you never seen a 40-year-old food delivery boy?"

"On May 29, 2000, the job of a food delivery boy was so tiring! My knees hurt from pedaling on my bicycle. These Southern guys didn't obey the traffic rules. I was almost hit by a silver-gray pickup truck.

Resign! I quit and became a bartender in a bar.”

"June 2, 2000. The security in the city seems to have been relaxed a little, but we should still be more cautious. What if it is a conspiracy?"

"June 3, 2000. As expected, the agents in the city suddenly mobilized. I hid in the dark and saw the figure of Victoria Hand. Why did this senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. appear?

In Phoenix? It’s unbelievable. Are they here to hunt me? I must continue to hide."

"On June 20, 2000, the pension incident that was making a big fuss in the city seemed to be a good opportunity. I also followed the parade around the city twice. The guard was indeed relaxed a lot. I thought it would be enough to observe it for two more days.

I left. I have to say one more thing, the lunch boxes provided by the parade were really terrible!”

"June 24, 2000. I have changed to a new job. Now I am working as a cashier in a convenience store. I need some cash that cannot be traced. If nothing happens, I can leave this unlucky Phoenix tonight.

The city is over, hahahaha!——"

The diary ends abruptly.

When I started writing again, it was a completely new page.

"June 26, 2000. I was injured. I was seriously injured. I was shot three times in my shoulder, chest and lower abdomen! But I don't remember anything that happened in the past two days. I can't remember anything.

It feels like my memory has been dug out of thin air, and I also have a slight headache."

"June 27, 2000. I unexpectedly found that one of my safe houses had signs of being used. I went to a few friends to ask, and they said that I took a woman with me and took some things from it. Damn it! I

I can’t remember it at all!”

"June 29, 2000. I left Phoenix City. My injury was still not fully healed. I wanted to find a place to rest for a while, but the memory loss I had before still made me feel palpitated. I must know that during those two days of memory loss, I

Here, what on earth did I do!"

"On the evening of June 29, 2000, a broker contacted me. He said that I bought a piece of information from him. It was the information of former ISA female agent Samn Shaw. Damn it! If I remember correctly

If so, this female agent should be dead! Killed by the government! Why should I buy this information???"

"June 30, 2000. I came to West Virginia, where I have an identity that I have used for a long time, my wife, and an adopted girl... To be honest, I love them,

What a wonderful thing it would be if there were no agents in the past and a family of three could live together peacefully! I want to recuperate, search for lost memories, and give Ruth and Sharon a happy life!"

"July 1, 2000. Sharon is a lovely daughter, but she seems a little afraid of me? Is it because I haven't been back for too long? But the symptoms of sleepwalking are not normal. Let's go to the doctor tomorrow.
Chapter completed!