The active agents at this art exhibition and the complex and secret exchange of interests behind the scenes were not within the scope of his consideration, but without his permission, it would have been impossible for Victoria Hand to use Vanessa's identity and relationship network to operate.
Intelligence network, because Vanessa has a certain relationship with His secular identity. This is just an inconspicuous part of the intelligence network deployed by Victoria Hand of the Ministry of Justice. More important tasks include monitoring diplomats and monitoring the surveillance of the CIA.
The German Chancellor's mobile phone is what really needs the attention of the Ministry of Justice.
Part of the work of the Intelligence Department of the Ministry of Justice and the Intelligence Department of the Praetorian Order can almost be described as fishing from other people's buckets. After all, Thumbelina was originally developed as a system for the CIA and Homeland Security, and the port permissions given are not so easy to withdraw.
——The information monitoring system beyond control is a very fatal problem. No one knows who will get the information that should be mastered by the intelligence department, and no one knows how much information the other party has that should belong to their own intelligence department.
, so no one will take the initiative to cancel port permissions or trace the users of the information monitoring system.
There are also political struggles within the intelligence agencies, and no one wants their work omissions to be discovered. Rather than being found guilty of mistakes while in office and causing damage to interests, it is better to leave this trouble to the next person or simply wait until after leaving office to take advantage of the revolving door.
When you work on Wall Street, you don't have to worry about internal investigations causing trouble for you. The role of internal investigations is not to investigate something, but not to investigate something. Those who can make money in the intelligence department have already understood the secret room politics and black money politics.
In addition, in the past few years, there was an agent who had just been promoted to the director of the CIA office. Because of the CIA's consistent drug trafficking process in the Middle East, he was killed by the so-called superhero and former Navy SEAL "The Punisher", and no one was willing to take the initiative to mess with it.
Bring your off-the-table transactions and your work mistakes to a congressional hearing. After all, the Congressman will not bear any responsibility.
His heavenly eyes passed over the art exhibition and saw the Sig Sauer P226.
The pistol was held tightly by the witch's slender fingers, her index finger stroking the trigger guard, as if she was ready to fire at any time. Bayonetta looked up, and then continued to stare into Athena's eyes, who
She shook her head with disdain, but her actual actions had already made her attitude clear. She was unwilling to have a conflict break out here. All nearby intelligent creatures noticed the inexplicable solemn atmosphere, as if some invisible giant was running over the cerebral cortex.
The entire art museum was suddenly silent, and all intelligent creatures consciously kept silent. Some people even experienced a trance and temporary amnesia, as if their brains could not process and withstand such information.
This is just a simple spell, used to expand the boundaries of one's perception and see things that are invisible in the material universe because of distance, hiding, and concealment. But in His hands, this simple magic seems to have come to life. Flowers in the courtyard
The accumulated dew was blown away by the breeze and fell into the puddles formed by dripping water. One eye flashed away in the ripples.
A few seconds after the transparent Eye of Heaven disappeared, the chatter in the exhibition slowly revived. The consciousness of ordinary humans recovered like a slowly stretching spring. Intellectuality took careful steps out of the shadows, and then gradually relaxed. In the exhibition
Someone suddenly felt gastrointestinal discomfort, interrupted the conversation, walked into the bathroom and started vomiting. At first it was just retching, and then hot sludge like asphalt poured out of the throat, and several tiny faces roared on the surface of the sludge. But this person did not
He didn't see it. To be precise, ordinary people couldn't see these abnormal phenomena at all. The unlucky guy pressed the flush knob of the toilet in horror, flushed away all the abominations, and then started to fight with regret and panic.
Call your personal doctor to make an appointment for a physical examination.
For some reason, he felt that his body felt a little more relaxed. In the bathroom mirror, he opened his eyelids and looked at his eyeballs. Except for the dense bloodshot eyes due to lack of sleep, there were no more flickering shadows in his sight. The lens again
Clearness restored.
"Did you see that bum, sister?"
Tatiana, who was sitting in a bulletproof car outside the art exhibition, pointed through the armored glass at the homeless man who was stopped outside by the London police near the art exhibition. As the outermost ring of security work, the sisterhood was scattered in various places near the art gallery.
Guarding the traffic thoroughfare at the intersection, Tatyana was ordered to lead a tactical team and two cars to perform the task. She saw that one of the man's eyes was covered with a white shadow, his teeth were covered with corroded black spots, and his skin was covered with
It's abscesses, the sequelae of drug abuse.
"I feel like the Lord has just come. It feels like when I was saved." She put on her helmet and used the electronic eye's long-distance viewing system to lock on the homeless man. She saw the homeless man in pain.
He fell to the ground, and all the nearby policemen turned a blind eye. When the man stood up again, his eyesight that had been blind recovered, and all the teeth corroded by drugs were detached, and brand new teeth grew out in a few seconds.
Even the black abscesses on the skin became dry and hard and then fell off. Tatiana looked at the homeless man with his bloody mouth open, laughing and praising God, but the London police just thought this was the daily routine of a drug addict.
Just crazy behavior.
"Praise my Lord, that is a miracle." Tatiana whispered. This feeling was all too familiar to her. Although she had only seen her master twice, and only from a distance, she still felt the same.
There has been no change. She has witnessed her sick sister recover inexplicably after being rescued from the basement, and has also witnessed Catherine who died in the battle return to the material universe. At that time, her feelings were exactly the same as not long ago. "I am very sure that He just now
We have set our sights here. Contact the agents and investigate the identity and background of the homeless man. We should change his wrong beliefs and let him know who gave him new life."
"What about this?" The adjutant on the co-pilot pointed to the trunk. "If we want to take action, we must be prepared to be tracked by helicopters. We only have one man-made anti-aircraft missile and one anti-tank missile. The tactical support team's
The heavy weapons operators are still in the safe house and they have other tasks to perform."
"He is getting stronger and stronger." Athena looked in the direction blocked by the courtyard wall. The Eye of Heaven appeared and disappeared. The conflict between her and the witch has been resolved, but things are not that easy to ease. "Even if
He can affect reality even through unintentional actions." She said, "He will definitely become more and more difficult to deal with."
"I don't think so. I feel that He is still very considerate." Bayonetta said, "Look, he also arranged for snipers."
"Men are always so troublesome. It's like we don't have the ability to judge and know we can't fight here,"
Bayonetta raised her eyebrows, thinking that Athena was right. "Perhaps this matter can be resolved later." She said, "He will be here in a few minutes. Let's meet in the restaurant?"
"Of course, of course. I think Vanessa needs some help now. The trouble just now requires her to stabilize the scene." Athena turned back to the two witches. She took out a business card. There was only a black triple female face on the white business card.
"Perhaps you wouldn't mind paying a visit to the goddess of the triple path? Although she has retired, her witchcraft wisdom will not disappear with the passage of time. If you want to know your destiny, go to her. This business card can
Guide you to find her and prove your identity to her."