"I haven't seen you look so embarrassed in a long time."
Victoria was helping Frank take care of the wound on his head. She didn't feel any pain due to her adrenaline rush.
Now Frank not only feels pain in his head, but also all over his body.
"That kid's fighting ability is pretty good, but he's still a little behind."
Victoria put a piece of gauze on the other man's head, which caused Frank to wail.
Frank's screaming girlfriend immediately put an ice pack on her head.
Joe, standing next to Frank, chuckled and secretly took a photo from the other man's hand.
Nikita was more seriously injured than Frank. His left arm was dislocated and may be accompanied by bone fractures in other parts.
"Thanks so much to your good friend's widow, oh~"
Nikita said bitterly, then pulled the wound on his lip and spat out another mouthful of saliva with bloody foam.
"NIKI, you should take a break"
Michael pinned the other party on the chair. None of them expected that Hex would be at the CIA headquarters, let alone that the two sides would fight each other.
If their support hadn't been quick enough, neither Nikita nor Frank would have been able to escape this time.
Michael looked at several other people in the room. These old guys were quite unscrupulous and burned down a floor of the CIA.
Although he has wanted to do this for a long time, there is always a gap between imagination and implementation.
"We need to take a break and take a look at the situation." Frank leaned on a sofa, looking quite haggard.
Considering this man's age, this is considered a normal phenomenon after experiencing such a fierce fight.
Michael agreed that Nikita's injury did need to be carefully examined.
"So I won't keep you here. By the way, take this with you before you leave." Frank threw the information to Michael, "Help us find a reporter or something to send it out."
Michael looked at the other party with confusion on his face, should he just hand over the information he had desperately snatched to them?
…
At night, this information that had been dusty for more than thirty years was placed in front of Xu Chuan.
The corners of Young Master Xu's mouth twitched twice. Michael's brain must have gone crazy. Why do you want this thing?
Damn it, I must have been plotted by these old fools.
Umbrella had no grudges with the Vice President in the past and now, but he was so full that he helped them find reporters?
"Let me think about this."
Xu Chuan suppressed the document. He felt that Frank Moses had no good intentions.
An old spy can still count on the other party to be a good person. If it weren't for Nikita's extreme ideas about the organization, he would definitely stop the other party from cooperating with these REDs.
She still dares to break into the CIA with them. This sister is really big-hearted and the possibility of being sold as bait is quite high.
"They agreed to help us lure Percy's people out."
Michael explained to Xu Chuan, "We use this document to force the Vice President out, and then find Percy through him."
Xu Chuan nodded, "Okay, but I still need to think about it."
Think about it, think about it, now that the two of them have slapped the CIA in the face so loudly, they can just let it go.
Covering his forehead, Xu Chuan felt that he was as big as a head or two.
"You guys will retreat to Baltimore for the next two days, stay there and listen to my orders."
Xu Chuan said very firmly this time that he could not let them mess around anymore. Infiltrating into the CIA was not a problem. The problem was that being discovered would have serious consequences.
He really couldn't imagine how unlucky Nikita was to meet an acquaintance even though Birkhoff had opened almost the entire map.
After sending Michael away, he first contacted Birkhoff using the company's encrypted email to ask if the other party's network intrusion had been discovered.
The other party promised that they had not been discovered, and their technical department withdrew in such a timely manner that he was no longer able to provide support to Michael.
Xu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, that's good, otherwise it would be a huge loss.
He asked Birkhoff not to hack into the CIA network during this period, just in case.
"If you have nothing to do, ask someone to compile a technical support application process. Anyone other than me who wants to use technical resources in the future will have to write an application for me in advance. Tomorrow, forget it, leave it to me before get off work the day after tomorrow."
Before thinking about what to do with the broken data, he needed to solve some internal problems.
He has wanted to do this for a long time, but because there are too many veterans in the company, some things cannot be handled simply and roughly.
Now, he just took this opportunity to strengthen internal management. As I said before, if a big business continues to operate like a small workshop, sooner or later something will happen.
Continuous success can mask a lot of problems that could prove fatal when real trouble comes.
As for this information...
Xu Chuan's fingers slid over it, and he had no intention of opening it to read.
The things here are nothing in this world. They still happen from time to time in the 21st century, let alone the last century.
"Honey, are you still busy?"
Sheila knocked lightly on the door, then poked her head in and asked, "It's already very late."
Xu Chuan looked at the time and it was indeed almost a little faster. He stretched out his hand to greet the other party over.
Sheila seldom entered this room, so she walked over and sat directly on the other person's lap.
"what are you busy with?"
Xue La hugged Xu Chuan's neck and glanced at the shabby folder placed on the table.
She stretched out her hand curiously, and then Xu Chuan took it.
"Sorry, I thought..." Sheila retracted her hand in embarrassment.
Xu Chuan just smiled and said, "It's not that I won't let you see it, but the things inside are too dark. You should just be happy and be your big star."
…
The CIA headquarters was brightly lit, and George Blake's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears.
William Cooper sat in front of George Blake with his face wrapped in gauze, "Sir, we have determined the identities of those two people. One of them is retired agent Frank Moses, and the other is a defector from that organization.
Personnel Nikita.”
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"Those people were wearing gas masks, but according to the description of the security personnel, they were probably retirees. They came in pretending to be contractors."
George Black thought for a while, then looked at the person in charge of technical issues in the corner, "Let the technical department immediately comprehensively check the system security."
The man looked embarrassed and said, "Sir, if we want to conduct a comprehensive inspection, it will affect the operation of many projects."
George Blake had no room for bargaining this time, "If you can't do it, I'll replace it with someone else."
This is the advantage of being in a high position. He has the right to be unreasonable and if it really affects any work, these people will still take the blame.
The old man's face turned red, but he still didn't say anything.
"Should we arrest these people?"
"Tell the world that our best agent was beaten up by some retired guys?"
Several other people started quarreling directly, and it seemed that they wanted to minimize the big issue.
If people outside know that Langley was infiltrated and no one was caught in the end, he will definitely become the target of ridicule from several other departments.
"First figure out what these people are for."
"Then we told the outside world that this was an emergency exercise. As for the attackers, we dealt with them secretly."
"I will explain it to the Commander-in-Chief."
George Blake made a decision, and everyone else breathed a sigh of relief. If the true situation is really disclosed to the outside world, then someone must take responsibility.
No one wants to be this abandoned pawn, and George Blake also doesn't want him to raise doubts about the outside world when he has only been in office for less than a year.
"Where is Hex?"
George Blake looked at William Cooper again. His capable man could not find him after treating the wound.
But William Cooper just shook his head, and the eldest sister seemed to be dissatisfied with his performance.
Well, he himself was not satisfied either. He really didn't expect that Frank Moses could be so good at playing at this age.
And he also didn't expect that Hex woman to be so fierce. The wound on the woman's head that was as deep as her eyebrow bone was caused by her hitting Frank's head.
It was obvious that she had misjudged the difference in hardness between the other person's head and her own.
George Blake pressed his temples and said, "Forget it, you need to rest for two days and then focus on what we talked about before."
"Okay, Sir."
After making arrangements for the rest of the day, George Blake could finally get off work.
Just as he was packing his briefcase, the office door was pushed open by Hex.
The woman had stitched up the wound on her eyebrow bone and was now standing in front of her desk with an indifferent expression.
"What happened in Guatemala in 1981?"
George Blake frowned, not understanding what the other party meant at all.
"Today that Frank Moses took away information about Guatemala in 1981 from the secret archives."
George Blake sat down again, "Guatemala? What did Henry say?"
"He only told me what Frank took. As for the content, he said he didn't know."
"This old guy."
The only person in the CIA who is most familiar with those secret files is this old guy. There is no way he doesn't know the contents.
But George Black hesitated for a moment, "Hex, you didn't do anything to him, did you?"
Hex showed a rare expression of helplessness. She really had no way to deal with the old man.
She is a little crazy, but that doesn't mean she is stupid.
"I will ask him. Henry is much older than me. He can be said to be the most well-connected internal staff member in the CIA."
For some unknown secret projects, it’s really better to ask him directly.
But when he thought of this old guy handing over secret files to a retiree so easily, George Black felt a little headache.
…
Early the next morning, a certain deputy director of the CIA stood up and held a press conference, telling everyone that this was not a KB attack, but a counterattack exercise involving multiple departments.
Of course, the media did not believe this statement. How could the scene the day before be connected with the exercise?
However, the CIA insisted on doing the drill, and invited the local firefighting and scene investigation departments to cooperate with them, saying that they had obtained information from the CIA in advance.
Well, there's not a word of truth out of these damn guys' mouths.
Although everyone is still making various speculations, since this matter has been determined, it will be over soon.
Fortunately, except for a few unlucky ones whose eyes were hit by gas and smoke bombs, there were no other casualties.
"It seems the CIA wants to minimize the big deal."
Xu Chuan, who read the news, smiled and said, this means they are preparing to handle the matter internally.
Although it may be a smoke bomb, it is still better than Nikita's photo being posted everywhere.
But now, he, the boss, is needed to wipe the butts of his employees.
It is not a secret that Nikita and Michael work for Umbrella. The CIA secretly plotted against Umbrella when they were in Yemen.
Then there was the attack during the Paris Conference. Nikita, Smith and others saved the commander-in-chief. As long as there was no conflict of interest in this kind of thing, at least those who wanted to lose face would not immediately fall out.
Therefore, although their wanted orders were not withdrawn after that, except for Percy and Amanda, there was obviously no one specifically hunting them down. For such a professional official, it is very rare to have such goodwill.
Xu Chuan canceled all activities today. He was waiting for a call, a call from the director of the CIA.
And this call kept him waiting until the evening.
So when he heard the hotel steward's voice coming from the landline on the table, saying that a man named George Black wanted to talk to him, Master Xu really wanted to hang up the phone.
"Come in."
Not long after, a voice rang in the receiver, "Mr. Grylls, this is George Blake."
"Huh? Are you talking about the Dutchman George Black, the MI6 defector agent who won the Soviet Union's Red Banner Medal?" Xu Chuan's voice was very excited, "The third surname..., no, idol, please sign your name for me."
QNMD, if George Blake could speak Chinese, he would curse like this.
"Okay, Mr. Grylls, stop joking."
George Blake's voice did not change at all, "You canceled today's meeting with the Pirates management, weren't you just waiting for my call?"
Damn, none of the old guys are easy to deal with.
"You're right, but after all, I've been waiting for you."
Xu Chuan put away his cynical tone and became serious with the other party.
Since this man guessed that he was waiting, he still called, which meant that he had his own purpose.
"In order to prevent any misunderstandings, I think both of us should meet."
George Black was not trying to quarrel or argue with the other party. To be honest, if the other party was just Umbrella or the boss of UC Technology, he would not be worthy of making this call.
"Okay, where is it?"
"Just in your Four Seasons Garden, I'm almost there."