Of course Huber didn't want to, in front of Lille, at this moment he felt like this old guy's subordinate, always being used by the other party. This made him feel very angry.

"Don't be unwilling." Lille seemed to see Huber's mentality, and he continued, "You will get what you want." I promise. ”

Huber looked at Lie, nodded and said, "Okay." What do you want me to do? ”

"Shootout. We had shootouts in three places in the city. Someone called the police, and there have been casualties. The Russians, and ours. I need you to coordinate this. I think you know what to do. "Lille Dao.

"It's just wiping your ass." Hu Bo muttered in his heart, but said, "I know how to do it." But I wonder what I get? And when will I get it? ”

"Russian spies. They will be yours. To put it bluntly, I just want to be pure within Hermet. As for these spies, admire them, but they deserve to you. That's what we said we were good at. You can use them however you want. I'm not going to interfere and I don't have any opinions, but the premise ... ”

"The premise is that the matter about Hermet is dealt with first, right?" Huber asked.

Lille nodded, "You should have known this before, although I didn't say it explicitly, but you should be able to think of it." ”

Huber shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm okay with that. Actually, you don't have to hide it from me like that. ”

Lille chuckled and said, "Something... It's simple, but it's not that simple. Do a good job, and one day you'll feel the same way I do. ”

Huber didn't say anything more, he didn't need to continue, his purpose was to get Russian spies, and the others, especially those related to Hermet, had nothing to do with him, although they should have something to do with it, and it stands to reason that they were in his own hands, but that was only de jure and had no operational significance at all in reality. Think about it that Hermet has cracked this intelligence network on its own, and if they have the ability to do this, they are even more capable of making it impossible for them to get anything. So at this moment, cooperation is the only and wisest choice, do what the old guy says, get what you want, at least the old guy's words still count.

About half an hour later, Pete and the others returned to Helmet's headquarters. When they arrived, Pete and Philin Boris, who were still unconscious, were taken to the second-floor infirmary. Almost an hour later, Lille and Pete met in the infirmary.

"How does it feel?" Lille asked, gesturing Pete's arm.

"It's fine. Although it feels bad now. But the doctor said it was a flesh wound. Pete said with a wry smile.

Lille nodded, "Well done, Pete." ”

Pete glanced at Philin Boris, who was still being treated, and said, "I think the man named Haverman probably knows more than this woman." I feel like the guy is the one who is in charge, and the guy is telling the woman what to do. ”

Lille nodded and said, "I've already met with that guy." The guy is tough. Nothing has been said so far. The numbers you gave me have also been checked, and these people have been locked. I've handed these over to the FBI, you don't know, they're like hungry wild dogs, and their glasses are all green. ”

Pete smiled, he was used to such jokes. Because in the eyes of the intelligence agency, the FBI is a very annoying existence, to be precise, there are many contradictions between them, and they are each other's stupid X. So it's not surprising that Lille, who came from the Intelligence Service, said this.

"Go and rest. A late-night snack has been prepared for you. Go ahead. Lille said and patted Pete on the back.

Pete didn't say anything more, turned and walked out of the infirmary. Outside the infirmary, Russell was waiting for him in a wheelchair.

"I just hurt my arm, can I use a wheelchair?" Pete asked, glancing at his wheelchair.

"If it were me, I'd sit." Russell said, "If it were you, my legs would be soft now." ”

"Okay." Pete said and sat down, sighing slightly, "We lost a few people today. ”

"I've heard that." Russell said: "I can't imagine that these Russians still have this hand." ”

Pete sighed and said, "It's a bit of a surprise... We thought they were just going to run away ... But we should think of it. ”

"Do we have any other tasks after that?" Russell asked.

"It shouldn't be our business." Pete said: "The captor has been caught. This time there was such a big move... After that, it's not convenient for us to continue to do it. After all, we're just a security company, and we don't have law enforcement powers. ”

"It's the FBI's turn." Russell said.

The next morning, when Philin Boris came to his senses, the interrogation began. At night, Hesman knew everything, and at first he couldn't accept it, but in the face of a series of evidence and a series of things that happened, Hesman accepted the reality very painfully. So at the moment Heathman was in a very bad state of mind, but even so he insisted on participating in the interrogation of Russian spies, first of all Haverman.

"Here's the Haverman profile." Lille handed one to a grimacing Heathman.

Heathman opened the results and looked at it, "Haverman Ronney." Identity is the replacement of an American's identity. As he spoke, he looked at Er.

Lille pouted: "The Russians have apparently picked someone who can be replaced. This man was like a homeless man before, a homeless man who had not been bankrupt for a long time, and no one cared where he went. Identity is just the right thing to use. ”

Heathman continued to look down, "This person entered the country as a Ukrainian? Rusol Mandyuk. ”

"It should be fake, too." "It's just another layer of cover he uses to cover up his true identity," Lille said. As for who he really is, he will have to tell us himself. ”

Heathman sighed and quickly glanced at the other information below and tossed it aside, in fact, he was not interested in any of this, he felt very uncomfortable with deception, he preferred the kind of person who came straight up, even if it was a struggle.

Seeing that he didn't want to look at it anymore, Lille reached for the document and opened the door to the interrogation room, saying, "Come along." ”

Haverman had apparently been interrogated after he was caught, and had not made him better, as evidenced by his swollen cheeks and bloodstained coat.