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The Volkswagen took Li Si to the secret location of the CIA.

"I think I'd better call you Leng Ci!" Freer shrugged and said, "I think this name is cool and dazzling enough!"

"Haha, you can also call me Rattlesnake!" Li Si smiled lightly. Rattlesnake can be regarded as his code name.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of that thing!" Freer shook his head and asked, "Are you sure you want to take on this task?"

"Yes, I need money!" Li Si took out a cigarette from his pocket. Friel hurriedly handed over his cigarette and said: "Smoking this, an authentic Cuban cigar, is very strong, but I spent a lot of money."

It cost a lot to get it!”

The United States has always implemented an economic blockade against Cuba, so there are no Cuban products on the mainland. Cuban cigars are world-famous, but they can only produce and sell them. Unless there are some special channels, because domestic goods cannot be exported at all. Therefore,

It is difficult to get a box of authentic cigars in the United States.

Li Si was not polite and smoked a cigar. The cigar was probably as thick as two of his fingers. He lit it and took a puff. It tasted good and very fragrant.

The car was traveling very fast, winding down from the parking lot of a building. In the dark parking lot, Freer pressed the infrared remote control, and the car suddenly sank. After about ten seconds, a door opened, and a strong light

Imprinted in Li Si's eyes.

In this underground world, there was a busy crowd. When everyone saw Friel coming in, they all stepped forward to say hello, and looked at Li Si with very curious and doubtful eyes. Could it be that this guy is new?

"Leng Ci, come with me!" Friel led the way, followed closely by Li Si carrying a black bag. Li Si's clothes were very simple, a black sportswear, and a pair of

Very sturdy sneakers.

Inside Freer's office.

It was a mess, with all kinds of information scattered on Freer's desk. Li Si glanced at it casually. These information were very eye-catching to the outside world, but he didn't expect that they were scattered on the table here.

For example, when will the British Prime Minister do something, and the Indian government plans to secretly purchase XXX weapons...

"Sit!" Friel greeted, poured a cup of coffee for Li Si himself, and asked with a smile: "It seems you have disappeared for two years, right?"


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