William ignored Pierce's joke just now and drank leisurely in the bar alone until the game between Chelsea and the Magpies ended. He drank the last whiskey in the glass in one gulp, paid the money and got up to go back to the hotel room.
After taking a shower, William thought that he was lucky to meet Pierce today. Although this guy was a bit weird, the joke was nothing. He just liked it and said his name was from the movie, and it didn't bother him. Anyway,
As for him, just think of it as a special hobby of a big star, but it's a pity that he didn't ask Pierce to sign it.
Turning on the hotel computer, he searched for Pierce Brosnan. William wanted to find out on the Internet what Pierce was doing in London. He found an opportunity to ask Pierce for an autograph. When he opened the website, there were many guys named Pierce Brosnan.
But none of them looked like the one I just met in the bar.
What's going on? How come it's not there? Pierce is a big star, so I can't find it.
Just as William was about to enter 007, his brain suddenly started. William's hand on the keyboard suddenly raised, and he came to his senses. This was his mental power reminding him that he was in danger.
William quickly stood up from his chair, looked at the hotel room nervously, hid out of sight outside the window, and used his mental power to scan the hotel room and the 6-story building 20 meters away in front of the hotel.
After becoming a junior mage, his mental power can sense distances of more than 20 meters and almost 30 meters.
He stayed in a Hilton Business Room on the 12th floor. The building opposite was less than half the height of the room he was in. After a mental scan, William did not feel that anyone in the building opposite was facing him, and it was impossible to stare at the 12th floor from the 6th floor.
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After scanning the corridor of the hotel room again, no one was detected. William didn't know what was going on.
How could he mentally alert himself to danger? William stood on the corner by the window and silently thought about what was going on.
Suddenly, William remembered that his mental power alerted him when he wanted to enter 007, and then thought of the guy in the bar who said he was friends with James Bond and that he was not Pierce Brosnan.
William felt like he was being slapped, and suddenly he realized that this was not the world in his previous life. If that guy was really James Bond, then everything would make sense. Then wouldn't my room be occupied by someone?
Have you monitored it?
That's right, the computer must be monitored, otherwise the mental power would not alert him, because there are no 007 movies in this world, but there really is 007, and Mr. Bond has appeared in front of him.
William seriously used his mental power to scan his room several times this time. Fortunately, there was no camera or anything. The cameras in 2000 were not as small as the market outlook, but William still found a bug in the hotel phone.
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After knowing that he was really being monitored, William's brain quickly recalled where he had slipped up. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. If there was a problem, it was only possible during the few times he practiced magic in the dormitory.
Fortunately, I am cautious and this dumb system is powerful. I can learn the magic without having to practice it myself, which reduces the possibility of exposure.
But, damn it, I was still too careless. William scanned the room again, but still didn't find anything like a camera. He closed the curtains and walked behind the room door to scan the corridor and a dozen nearby rooms, but found nothing wrong.
back.
William put on his coat and walked out of the room and walked towards the stairs. He didn't take the elevator. He still knew this common sense. Fortunately, it was only 2000 and the Hilton Hotel didn't have so many cameras. He walked down, scanning with his mental power as he went.
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I scanned the hotel floor by floor and found nothing unusual until I reached the 4th floor. It is the off-season and not many people are staying in the hotel.
No one lived on the 3rd floor, and William didn't find anyone suspicious on the other 4th floor. If the agents stayed in the Hilton Hotel to monitor him, it would be impossible not to use surveillance equipment.
In the stairway on the fourth floor, William's mental power scanned a courier truck parked on the street next to the hotel. Why was it so late that there was a courier truck parked next to the hotel.
When there was a question, William thought about the secret agents he had seen in the movies. Aren't those agents monitoring targets in freight trucks like this?
After going down to the 2nd floor, he stopped going down. On the side of the 2nd floor near the courier truck, William used the magic hand to open a utility room against the wall.
After entering, I carefully opened the window of the utility room to see if I could hear anything. However, after listening for half a minute, the sound was only faint. I couldn't hear what was said in the courier car at all. What should I do? William was thinking in his mind.
Searching for magic in the system.
Found it, according to the description of the system, it simulates one's mental power like a stethoscope. Mental power is invisible and cannot be seen or touched by ordinary people.
William tried to imitate the mental power of a medical head that was ten times the size and attached it to the glass of the car. The other side was connected to his ear, and the sound came through immediately.
After listening for more than ten minutes, he heard nothing. They were all trivial things. William waited for almost half an hour and finally heard something useful.
"Pete, this guy couldn't be asleep, right? Why hasn't there been any movement for more than an hour?"
"You don't care whether he sleeps or not. I said, why did the superiors ask us to monitor this guy? Isn't he just an ordinary college student? What is there to monitor about this guy?"
"Hey, you don't know?"
"You know what, there's something wrong with this guy?"
"I don't know about this. This guy seems to have been on our watch list for many years, but I haven't found anything special. I haven't paid much attention to him in the past few years.
But recently this guy has made some noise, and we have been asked to pay attention to him again. I heard from the guy who monitored during the day that I heard this guy designed a game in the hotel conference room in the morning and offered a price of 100 million pounds.
Fat Richard looked like he was not open to God. You must know that it was Richard who was paying attention to William Devonshire in the past. If he had been paying attention to William, that guy Richard might have had the opportunity to buy the game when it was first released.
If he buys the game directly, then he will really make it, but who knows that he has not paid any attention to William in the past two years, and seeing his depressed look during the shift really made me laugh to death."
"100 million, are you kidding? What game can sell for 100 million pounds?"
"It seems like a game called Plants vs. Zombies. I don't know why."
"What, Plants vs. Zombies, I know this game, I have also played it, it turns out that this guy designed this game, but how can this game sell for 100 million pounds?"
"I do not know then"
The sound in the car stopped for a few minutes, and a guy sighed and said: "I just looked at this guy's information. There is nothing wrong with him. He is a single-parent family and grew up in London. His academic performance has always been very good and he has won many awards.
, has no girlfriend, and stays in the library and dormitory all day long. What problems can there be with this kind of person? Why should the higher-ups pay attention to him? But this mixed-race guy is prone to handsome boys and beautiful girls. This guy is so handsome and doesn’t have a girlfriend. He won’t be worried.
It’s a question, but what does this have to do with our Military Intelligence Bureau?”
"Idiot, haven't you seen the last part?"
"I've seen it, what's the problem?"
"You are suitable for field work. You didn't see how this game was made. The idiot saw clearly that this guy named William spent less than half a month to develop this game by himself.
Design, programming, and even cartoon characters such as characters, plants, and zombies were all made by him in half a month. I heard the network security guys in the bureau said that even if all the people in their department put together, it would take at least a few hours.
It will take months to make it, and that’s only if they know the design idea.”
"This guy is so powerful, no wonder the higher-ups pay attention to him."
"Of course, why don't we come here to monitor him? It seems that the higher-ups want to accept him, and they also attach great importance to him. Didn't you see that Bond came here with us, and you don't know that Bond comes into contact with this person?"
What will be the conclusion after the guy?”
"But he is a mixed race. He has the blood of the Great Celestial Dynasty."
"Damn it Pete, what age is this? You are racist."
"NONO, I'm not racist. My current girlfriend is a chocolate beauty. Do you think I'm racist?"
"Hey, who knows? For you guys, as long as she is a beautiful woman, you don't care about her skin color. You will change your girlfriend in a few months."
"Fuck you, I also want to have a stable girlfriend, but who knows when I will go on a mission, and when I go, I often don't see anyone for months. Do you think I want that?"
"I think you just want to change every month."
"Hundan, you slander"
At this time, there was a vibrating sound of mobile phones in the car. After answering the phone, one guy said to another person: "Someone will come to pick up our shift in a while. Bond has already turned around and asked us to go back and report to them."
"That's great. After the report, I was able to sleep well at night. I didn't go to bed until 1 o'clock yesterday and was woken up by my head before 6 o'clock in the morning."
"Hey, you slept at your girlfriend's place yesterday, so you can do it, you didn't get fucked by her."
"Fuck you, be careful I'll beat you up"
Then there was the sound of two people making a fuss in the car. William listened for another half an hour and quietly returned to his room without hearing anything useful.
Entering the hotel room, William breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't because he discovered that he could do magic, or there wasn't only a group of two people monitoring him.
He probably wanted to accept him into the Intelligence Bureau and came here to test him. But William didn't understand why Bond came to see him. He also said that he had been paying attention to him for many years. Was he really here to test him?
William was a little unconvinced. There must be something in him that Bond paid attention to. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. There were many ideas that he couldn't confirm now. He didn't dare to take the initiative to contact these people. He didn't tell them directly.
They, I know you are spying on me. At that time, the Military Intelligence Bureau will definitely wonder, how could you, an ordinary college student, know that we are spying on you? Tell us how you knew.
William couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this. He didn't want to cause trouble when the game was selling, so he still pretended that he didn't know what to do.