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"No, why are you so timid and don't want to listen to what's going on?" William looked at Wilson speechlessly, who didn't even listen, "I promise nothing will happen."

Wilson rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, I don't believe it. Unless you are with me, I won't rest assured until you are there to shoulder the responsibility if something goes wrong."

William thought for a while and said helplessly, "Okay, I originally wanted to give you all the credit, but since you want to give me half, then that's up to you, I'll wait for you."

After speaking, William and Wilson nodded, turned and walked to the underground equipment room, took a hidden earphone and hair extension equipment, plus a watch-shaped explosive detector, went upstairs, and handed it to Wilson.

Listening to William's introduction to the functions and precautions of the equipment, Wilson looked at the headphone signal receiver and complained, "Can't you just give me a mobile phone like yours?"

"Do you think I look like an idiot? If your phone is lost or stolen, and the technology leaks out, will I ask you to claim compensation?" William curled his lips and glanced at Wilson, "You can't afford to pay for it even if I sell it."

Being despised by William, Wilson was surprisingly not annoyed because he knew that there were too many people around him and they were too mixed. If he didn't pay attention, he might be taken away by others.

"Then you can't give me a cut-down version of a full-screen mobile phone that can only make calls. If you don't feel confident, just register the patent for the cut-down version of the technology. Just look at the appearance of the phone, and there must be a lot of people buying it."

"The patent is being registered, but it is not realistic to sell it in large quantities. The cost is two to three thousand US dollars. How many people will buy it if the selling price is five to six thousand US dollars?"

Before Wilson could say anything else, William interrupted him directly and said with a smile, "If you don't want to go home, then stay with me first. I will take you to act in a play tomorrow and let you be a hero."

"Come on, I don't want to be a hero. If you weren't with me, I would be an idiot to take the initiative to approach danger." Wilson curled his lips, "Okay, I'm going home first. Give me a call before action tomorrow. Anyway, I'm home

It’s only ten minutes’ walk from here.”

After seeing Wilson off, William went up to the small reception room on the second floor. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a sullen Catherine and a helpless Garris.

"Good evening, Catherine," William walked to sit on the sofa next to Catherine and said with a smile, "Okay, don't worry, the murderer of the extortion case has been found, and the mastermind who controlled Arthur, the leader of Kingsman, has also been found."

.

After hearing that both the murderer and the mastermind had been found, and two difficult things had been solved at once, Catherine finally showed a smile on her face and asked, "Who?"

William took out his mobile phone and put it on the table, snapped his fingers and then the mobile phone shot out a beam of light. The heads and information of four men and one woman appeared in the beam of light, and then the voice of Sunday came.

"Good evening, Ms. Catherine, Mr. Garris."

"Good evening, Sunday", Catherine nodded and said hello to Sunday together with Garris.

In the beam of light, Parikh Oli's profile picture became larger, and the portraits of the other four people became smaller. "Parik Oli, the perpetrator of the extortion case, he was the one who put the fried eggs into the clothing store. We can find him."

, because of the scars on his hands, find a murderer, and the rest will be easy."

Then the residences of the five murderers appeared in the virtual image, and the screen even captured a close-up shot of a guy who was welding and making fried eggs.

The camera captured the fried egg and then a burst of data comparison images appeared. Soon Sunday News reported, "This should be a fried egg disguised as a laptop battery. It is as powerful as three pineapples exploding at the same time."

"How are you preparing the fake fried eggs?" a voice suddenly came. The spider robot turned the camera, and the screen saw a person who had just taken a shower and was wearing a bath towel approaching.

The man who made the fried eggs turned around and looked at the visitor and said, "It will be ready tomorrow, sir, but we lack a courier boy."

"Maggie is already preparing for this. Don't make a mistake, lest you miss the plan. Hehe, the Europa Security Conference will be held in Rome the day after tomorrow. By then, British Security Minister Catherine and other responsible persons will definitely go to the meeting together. We will make a delivery

Come to the door and send them all to meet Satan.”

"No problem, I'll definitely get it done tomorrow afternoon."

"That's good".

While the two were chatting, William said: "On Sunday, use Thomas McGrath's code to send a message to this leader and ask him to take people to the cargo terminal tomorrow to explore the situation at the terminal, saying that there is a group that may threaten the security of their organization.

Special cargo may be shipped to Belfast".

"Understood, sir, message to send."

Then, in the virtual image, the murderer’s cell phone dinged.

The murderer leader took out his cell phone and looked at it, and unexpectedly said to his accomplices, "How come there is such an order?"

"What's the matter, boss?" the fried egg maker asked immediately.

"The boss asked me to take people to explore the situation at the cargo terminal. They said that a batch of special cargo that would threaten our safety was shipped to Belfast." The boss thought for a moment and said uncertainly.

"Didn't we agree at the beginning that there would be no contact during the operation? And we shouldn't do this kind of investigation unless the situation is very urgent or the level of confidentiality is too high?"

"The reason for keeping it secret is possible. If you are worried, why don't we contact Thomas and ask."

The leader thought for a while, shook his head and said, "We bombed the clothing store. Now Thomas must be under the surveillance of the British. It is too unsafe to call him. Use a special email address to contact him."

"I understand, I'll send an email right away."

The email was sent half a minute later. Unfortunately, the email was indeed sent, but it was intercepted directly from the email company's server on Sunday and was not sent to Thomas McGrath's email account at all.

A few seconds later, an email full of garbled characters appeared in the virtual image, "Sir, this is an encrypted email. It is estimated that it will take 13 hours to crack."

"Why is it taking so long? Didn't I just upgrade you?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Garris suddenly asked, "On Sunday, can you find the contents of their and Thomas McGrath's past emails in the mail company's server?"

"Yes, in the past few weeks, a total of 4 emails have been delivered to this mailbox. Although they have been deleted, the records can still be found on the main server."

"That's easy to handle," Garris said with a smile, "We already have a rough understanding of the content of the email. You can try to decipher it using all the words related to the explosion case, dock investigation, concealment, contact, etc."

"Understood, calculating now."

Ten seconds later, Sunday's voice came, "The email has been cracked, and the content is to inquire about the reasons for investigating the terminal and changing the contact code."

"Contact code?" Catherine asked in surprise, "The code was just changed today. It seems that this person's status is not low."

"Whether they are low-level or not, these people are just pawns now. If I hadn't wanted them to blow up Valentine's ship and plane, what we would be watching now would be the anti-air force troops capturing the air fighters on the spot."

William smiled.

"Who is Valentine?"


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