Two hundred and seventieth chapters dead people will not have trouble
"The first choice will solve the problem once and for all, so as to avoid accidents in the future. The second choice will make you gain the gratitude of M and everyone in the Secret Service. It will be more conducive to your future control of the Secret Service. It is up to you to decide what to do."
William would not make a decision for Garris in this matter, so as not to be blamed by him later, and the fact that he has not replied has already shown Garris's attitude.
The hearing started on time at 2 o'clock. William, who had been listening to nonsense for a few minutes, listened to Sunday's report on his earphones that Silva had bombed the London subway. Bond was trapped in the sewer and the estimated time of Silva's arrival was only seven or eight minutes.
William was overjoyed and reminded Garris with a smile: "Man, Silva will arrive in a few minutes. If you change your mind and want to save people, it's still too early."
Time passed by second by second, and I had to say "no" or "um" if I disagreed. When I was getting impatient, a sentence came from the earphones, "I have a child."
"clear".
William could understand Garris's choice. If he was asked to make this choice, even if he knew that the benefits of saving people would be greater than not saving people, William would not risk being shot in the head to save people.
Turn off the call channel with Garris.
"On Sunday, tell Blair Mills in Switzerland that the short selling plan has started. In an hour I will see the news about Debis' acquisition of African blood diamonds on the entire Internet.
And tomorrow morning I will see the news that a large number of people went to the Debes headquarters to protest."
"Understood, sir, the order has been sent," more than ten seconds later, "sir, Mr. Mills has responded and he will act as planned."
"Very good" William curled his lips quietly.
Although I was very happy, this was a hearing, and many people on the podium and around him were paying attention to him.
So William did not show any happy expression on his face, but pretended to be sleepy.
A few minutes later, many people around William and behind the seats found that William was dozing off, which made everyone chuckle inwardly.
At the same time, I also envied William, as only a rich man like him would dare to doze off when Catherine Davis, the security minister, was speaking on the stage.
Katherine Davis, who was reaching the climax of her speech on the stage, suddenly heard a snoring sound. She looked around dissatisfiedly and soon saw William.
This snoring also made everyone quiet down. Those who found William dozing off suppressed their laughter. Looking at the sleepy William who nodded from time to time,
Nodding and nodding, his head slowly tilted to the side and lowered, and with a sudden movement, he almost fell to the ground.
This made many in attendance laugh.
William, who was pretending to be asleep, pretended to be woken up by laughter, touched his forehead sheepishly, and listened to Sunday's continuous reports on Silva's whereabouts.
I silently complained in my heart, laugh, laugh, laugh, soon you won’t be able to laugh anymore.
It was these laughter that covered up the gunshots outside the conference room. After more than ten seconds, when everyone had laughed enough, the door of the conference room was pushed open violently.
As soon as everyone turned around, they saw three men in police uniforms walking in with guns.
As soon as they entered the door, the three men opened fire on the guards in the hearing room. "Bang, bang, bang" more than a dozen gunshots were fired. The guards were knocked to the ground without even pulling out their guns.
The sudden sound of gunfire scared everyone in the conference hall and crawled under their seats, while William dodged and rushed to the side door, hiding behind the door and observing quietly.
After all the guards were eliminated, the Silva gun was raised and pointed at the panicked M, with a big smile on his face, "We meet again, my dear old grandmother."
Seeing M's horrified expression, Silva felt very happy. This scene had appeared in his mind and dreams countless times in the past three years.
But when things really came to this point, Silva hesitated to shoot. The expression on his face slowly changed from a smile to a ferocious one, and he roared, "It's time for you to repent for the crime you committed."
Seeing that their boss was still refusing to shoot, Silva's men anxiously reminded him, "Hurry up, boss, we don't have much time."
After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that Silva still did not fire, the two men suddenly felt a voice in their hearts saying, "There is no time, the police are coming, the police are coming."
The two looked at each other, turned the muzzle of the gun to M and pulled the trigger fiercely, "bang, bang".
The sound of these two gunshots silenced the whole world. Looking at M, who was clutching his chest, Silva was stunned on the spot with his eyes wide open.
"Come on, head, come on, the police are coming." The two men who fired the shots shouted loudly to Silva. Then Silva came to his senses, sighed, turned around and walked out.
William, who was waiting, rushed out of the side door and ran to the guard who fell on the ground. He pulled out the guard's pistol, turned on the safety, checked the bullets in the gun, and chased him out.
As soon as he walked out of the conference room door, William mentally scanned the outside, and he immediately knew the situation ahead clearly.
But he did not pursue quickly, but carefully followed the tactical movements, following the three Silvas from a distance.
He was just doing this to show his concern. He didn't want to and couldn't kill Silva directly now.
Killing Silva directly might cause some interested people to doubt his motives.
Watching the three Silvas walking out of the building quickly, William ducked behind the door and fired at the two men who fell behind Silva.
"Bang, bang" were shot twice, and blood spurted from the foreheads of the two people who were running away and they immediately fell to the ground without moving.
Outside the building, the mercenary who was sitting in the car to meet Silva immediately took out his Uzi submachine gun and fired in William's direction.
William, who was hiding behind the marble pillars by the door, listened silently to the sounds outside. After hearing the harsh sound of tires scraping the ground, he turned sideways and looked outside the building.
Holding the gun and pretending to be careful, he slowly walked out of the door. When he saw the escape car, he fired all the bullets in the pistol at the car.
The person ran away, and William turned around and walked into the building. Before he reached the conference hall, he was led by Garris and took the elevator to the top floor of the building.
Entering an office, a livid-faced Katherine Davis saw William and asked directly: "Have you shot him?"
William shook his head, "I killed two, and one was taken away by someone outside. I'm sorry, the other party's firepower was too strong, and I couldn't kill them all by myself."
"Fk, hell, bastard" Katherine Davis yelled regardless of her image. She would be in big trouble if she didn't handle this matter well.
She requested and presided over today's hearing, but the result was that the head of the Secret Service was killed in public.
Thinking about the call from the chief of England for a while, Catherine's scalp went numb and she stood silently by the window sill. Sure enough, her cell phone rang within a few minutes.
Catherine covered her forehead and looked at the number on the phone, hesitated for a few seconds and answered the call.
William and Garris looked at each other for a few moments, gave Garris an affirmative look, then walked to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly.
When Garris saw this, he could only stand silently. He did not dare to sit like William, so he could only stand motionless and wait for Catherine.
After more than ten minutes, Catherine walked up to Garris with a livid face and growled in a low voice: "One day, you only have one day, whether dead or alive, I only want the mastermind, otherwise I will be forced to resign before
, I will beat down all the nobles within my authority, you are asking for this."
Garris looked at Catherine with a look of hatred in his heart, and nodded hurriedly: "Understood, I promise to catch Silva alive."
"No, I want to die. Dead people won't speak and won't be in trouble. Do you understand?"