"No, about a year!" Li Si thanked Freer, took the coffee, and took a sip.
"Let me ask you one last time, are you sure you want to take on this task?" Freer looked at Li Si solemnly and said: "Back then, Mr. President promised you a reward of 100 million U.S. dollars. I think the current price is still 100 million U.S. dollars.
Billions of dollars! But I want to tell you, although money is good, you must also measure whether you still have the ability to get it!"
Freer's original intention was to be good for John Doe. After all, John Doe had retired for almost two years. Judging from the information from the CIA in the past two years, there was no record of John Doe. Too many things could have happened in two years, and John Doe
Is his skill still as sharp as before? One person can challenge the CIA's top ten golden agents?
"If you don't believe it, you can continue to try like you did back then!" Li Si was unclear, and the words he said made people feel neither itchy nor painful, and they even wanted to slap him twice. Freer was slightly stunned, and his eyes were filled with laughter.
Flashing a sly smile, he said: "Forget it, your prestige here has grown so much a few years ago that even the President is exaggerating about you! Mr. Lengthorn, I hope we have a pleasant cooperation this time!"
"Happy cooperation!" Li Si smiled faintly. The two of them clasped their hands.
"Okay, Mr. President wants to see you!" Freer smiled. He held a wireless remote control in his hand and pressed it against the wall. Suddenly, a portrait flashed on the wall. Li Si knew that this was a remote connection.
Wire.
A middle-aged man with slightly white hair appeared on the screen. He looked at Li Si and smiled: "Leng Ci, long time no see. To borrow an old Chinese saying, one day without seeing you is like three autumns. How are you now?"
"President Odyssey, thanks to you, everything is fine!" Li Si nodded slightly to him. He was still sitting carelessly on the sofa, raising his eyes. If it had been anyone else, he would have stood up respectfully.
"That's great!" Odyssey smiled and said, "Friel told me that you were going to take over the mission that year, right?"
"That's right!" Li Si didn't even look up, holding a cup of coffee and tasting it alone. Friel on the side raised his eyelids and shrugged to express his helplessness. Leng Ci is a proud person, and he has his own proud capital, especially
It was their mysterious unit without any number or logo. It was still a mystery to the CIA. He didn't even dare to ask Li Si what happened to his unit.
