Becoming the richest man in the film and television world Chapter 915 The reckless white ghost, the legend of turning around and running away in fright
Chapter 915 The reckless white ghost, the legend of turning around and running away in fright
The next day, William, who had eaten delicious roast chicken and drank a lot of whiskey last night, slept until almost eleven o'clock before getting up.
After washing up, I reported back on Sunday, "Sir, I searched all the servers of MacAllan Company, and I haven't found any metal-devouring weapons projects yet.
But after comparing lip readings in past surveillance videos, it was discovered that McCallum himself did mention nanotechnology twice."
"The research data must be in the independent server of the secret base. Keep an eye on McCollum and find that base."
"Understood, sir", after recording the task on Sunday, he continued, "The second thing is that Eric Viken has been found, and the person he contacted should be of interest to you."
Then a photo appeared in the virtual imaging in mid-air.
Just when William felt familiar, he heard the Sunday report saying, "Do you remember Clyde Sheldon who caused trouble in the New York judicial system?"
"Of course", when I heard the name, I thought of Clyde, the super ruthless man who avenged his wife and daughter.
Punishers may be cruel, but the most they can do is kill criminals on sight without mercy.
However, it is not an exaggeration to say that Clyde Sheldon's revenge methods made him become too much, and William would not be able to remember it even if he wanted to.
"Since you remember Clyde, do you still remember the teacher that Clyde said led him into the black realm?"
William thought for a few seconds and said, "Tobin Foster".
"Yes, sir, Tobin Foster, the legendary traitor of C1A, has been engaged in intelligence trading since he was convicted of the United States in the 1980s."
"You want to say that this guy named Tobin is probably targeting me this time?"
"I don't know, sir, but combined with the fact that Clyde Sheldon died because of you, the Thacker Giant was handed over to England by you,
Also, don’t forget that you also have a supervisory status in the Military Intelligence Agency, so it is not impossible that Tobin Foster’s target is you.”
William didn't care whether the other party wanted to kill him or not. Based on the principle of not letting go of the wrong ones, he asked, "Where is the white ghost?"
"Mr. White Ghost traced Eric to Johannesburg and discovered that Eric's contact person was Tobin.
I accidentally discovered a group of about ten armed men who were also monitoring Eric.
After getting rid of this group of armed men who were an eyesore to Mr. White Ghost, Tobin Foster was chased by White Ghost and could only hide in the American Embassy in Johannesburg regardless of the consequences.
If you want to see the complete process, I have some pictures of spiders and black bees here."
William nodded and said, "Broadcast it."
An old man with some white hair immediately appeared in the virtual image. Needless to say, it was Garris's subordinate Eric.
Judging from Eric's travel route, this old guy is indeed a veteran. He prepared a backup identity early in the morning.
This identity is unexpected and makes people feel it is natural.
I saw Eric carrying a backpack and walking into London Airport openly before the incident was exposed.
He showed his ID as an air police inspector to the airport and replaced the air security on the flight to Hamburg. He arrived in Hamburg in just one hour and then flew to Johannesburg.
If it weren't for the most perfect surveillance in London on Sunday, compared to Eric who posted a beard, it would really not be that easy to find this old man.
Now that he has been found, even if Eric's flight from Hamburg took more than an hour to Johannesburg, it would not be faster than the White Phantom in the Kun fighter.
When he came out of the Johannesburg airport, White Ghost not only took a shower and changed clothes at the airport hotel,
All you have to do is drive a Land Rover with the air conditioner on, and when you pass by the airport exit, you will accidentally drop a dozen black spider robots the size of soybeans.
Then just stop in the distance and look at the images transmitted by the Black Bee and the delta-wing drone on the laptop screen.
When Eric left the airport and stopped to hail a taxi, the spider robot climbed onto his shoes and hung in his trousers.
Follow him all the way to the tavern.
He heard the car outside the tavern, and when White Ghost was about to follow him in, a Sunday reminder came to his ears, "Unknown armed men found."
White Ghost couldn't help but let go of the car door switch, and looked back at the picture transmitted by Black Bee on the monitor.
With just a few glances, he confirmed that these armed men were ambush in a street-facing unit of a building dozens of meters away from the pub.
"Can you find out the other party's identity?"
"Wait a minute," Sunday paused for more than ten seconds, but what he said made Bai Ghost so angry that he almost punched the screen.
"Sorry, your authority does not allow me to enter the database of special departments of various countries."
It was like this again. Bai Ghost cursed a few words angrily, and then quickly remembered something and asked, "You mean these guys' identities are official?"
"I can't be sure, but there is indeed no information about these people in my existing database."
These words made Bai Ghost sure that these people were either C1a or people from other big countries. "Then inform our boss and ask him to give me permission."
"Sorry, Devon Hill is drunk. It's definitely not a good idea to disturb his sleep at this moment."
"Okay, then I will just kill these annoying guys, and you are responsible for keeping an eye on Eric and his contacts."
At this time, Bai Ghost, who was very, very unhappy, took out the two guns in his suit and checked them, then installed the silencer.
He put on his smart glasses and pushed open the car door, not caring that his actions had already attracted the attention of people in the building dozens of meters away.
However, even if he was angry, he was not so stupid as to walk directly to the building. Instead, he walked into a nearby alley and walked an extra hundred meters before entering the building.
I took the elevator to the seventh floor and used a special lockpicking tool to open the house of a resident on the seventh floor. I hid by the window and looked outside.
After noticing no one was paying attention, he jumped onto the open window, turned over and flew down headfirst.
In less than half a second, he appeared in the eyes of several armed men on the sixth floor who had been observing the tavern.
However, he was careless in his mental arithmetic and his skills were not as good as those of Bai Ghost. Before the several militants could react, Bai Ghost, who was holding a silenced pistol in one hand,
Just "Boom, boom, boom", he fired four shots, then grabbed the balcony of the sixth floor window with one hand, turned around, hung it on the outer wall, put away the gun, then used both hands to climb into the room on the sixth floor.
After checking that there was no one alive in the room, the white ghost whistled and left the building, heading towards the tavern.
While walking, I listened to what Eric and his contact person said in the Sunday Report pub.
As soon as he entered the tavern, he saw a middle-aged black man wearing a small bowler hat, a cape, a backpack and a beard walking out of the private room.
Seven or eight meters away, when the middle-aged black man saw the white ghost in the white suit, the pupils in his eyes expanded and contracted.
Seeing the white ghost looking at him, the black man knew that he was in big trouble.
Without hesitation, he took out his gun, squatted down, and fired several shots at the roof.
Then, taking advantage of the chaos in the tavern, which blocked White Ghost's sight and shooting line, he escaped through the back door without hesitation.