Chapter 9: What Have You Prepared?

After talking for an hour, but after waiting for two hours at the agreed café, Yang Yi didn't wait for John. Jones.

It was raining outside, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and this kind of weather was too normal in London, Yang Yi took a sip of the new coffee, and glanced at the door of the café by the way.

A man in a windbreaker and a top hat pushed the door and walked in, he glanced at it, saw Yang Yi and walked straight to Yang Yi, and said in a low voice: "It's you?" ”

"That's me."

It was raining a lot outside, and the man who had just come in took off the top hat on his head, took off his windbreaker and hung it on the coat rack next to him, then stretched out his hand to Yang Yi, who was standing up, and said with a smile: "I'm John. Jones. ”

"My name is Yang Yi."

John. Cook's sideburns are gray, and he looks to be in his sixties, but his hair is well groomed, well-dressed, and very delicate, and it feels very comfortable.

John. Jones had an apologetic and gentle smile on his face, and after sitting down opposite Yang Yi, he smiled, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, the weather is really bad tonight." ”

"yes, thank you for coming to see me in such bad weather."

John. Jones's smile froze suddenly, and then he spread his hands and said, "Your father, he is not an easy person to get along with and easy to talk to, I didn't want to see you, but I thought that since your father asked you to come to see me, then I had better come and see you, otherwise I would probably have to pay something that I can't afford, so I came." ”

Yang Yi's expression also froze, and he didn't know how to answer.

John. Jones asked for a cup of coffee from the hostess, and then he said to Yang Yi: "Now that I'm here, if you have anything to say, you can start now." ”

Yang Yi didn't know what to say, he was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I may need your help." ”

John. Jones nodded, "This is expected, please continue." ”

"I ......"

Yang Yi felt that he could not control the pace of this meeting. Compared to an old spy like Jones, he is as tender as a newborn child, and it is purely self-inflicted humiliation to try to control the rhythm.

Since you can't hide it, you don't have a choice, and you can't master the rhythm, then you just have something to say.

Spreading his hands, Yang Yi said in a deep voice: "The whole thing is not too complicated, eleven years ago, my father and mother died, I knew the real cause of their death a few days ago, and I want to avenge them, but if I want to take revenge, I have to become a spy, I want to enter the industry I need someone to take me, and I can only find you." ”

John. Jones exhaled and said, "Revenge? It's a terrible choice, revenge is completely meaningless, and it will put you and the people around you in a very dangerous situation, so I don't know how I can help you, and frankly, if you want someone to help you get revenge, then you're looking for the wrong person, and I'm not going to help you get revenge. ”

Yang Yi immediately said: "I'm not looking for you to help me take revenge, I just need to enter the circle of spies and understand this industry." ”

John. Jones stared at Yang Yi, he thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Then who is your enemy." ”

"I don't know, I just know that my father was poisoned and then disguised as a car accident, and my mother also died of poisoning and was disguised as having a heart attack, but I don't know who the enemy is."

John. Jones shook his head and whispered, "Young man, when you ask for help, you should at least be honest. ”

"I really don't know."

"No, you know, you're lying, please don't test my patience and judgment, it's forgivable for not being able to speak clearly in your capacity, that's why I'm willing to listen to you tell the truth, but you're asking for my help, and I can choose not to help you, so you'd better tell the truth."

Yang Yi felt that he had been led away, but it was still the same sentence, he had no choice, and he had no strength to hide, and he couldn't even lie in front of others.

"Well, the enemy may be the man in gray, but it is just possible, I really don't know anything more."

John. A hint of confusion appeared on Jones's face, and then he whispered, "The man in gray...... What is it, or who is he? ”

John. Jones doesn't know about the Men in Gray?

Yang Yi was even more puzzled, so he said in a low voice: "I don't know, I only know this name, it seems to be an organization, it may also be a person, really, I know so much." ”

John. Jones stared at Yang Yi's eyes, and then he finally nodded and said: "Okay, I believe you only know so much, who is that gray man, I don't want to know, in short, I will never get involved in your revenge, but, now talk about your needs." ”

Yang Yi coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "I just want to be a spy, not the kind that works for that country, but to do it myself, I don't know what you guys say in the industry, but I just want to be a spy." ”

John. Jones smiled: "A spy is a spy, there is no special statement, and no one will care who you work for, of course, spy is just a general term, there are still some differences, for example, I am a commercial spy, and your father, he is an intelligence broker, he buys and sells intelligence, strictly speaking, he is not a spy, but this industry is inseparable from people like him." ”

Yang Yi nodded, John. Jones immediately said, "What did your father say about me, or his last words, or whatever, anyway, I want to know what he said." ”

"He said you were trustworthy and left your name and phone number, nothing else."

"Last words?"

"It's a codebook he left behind, and when it comes out, it's a few sentences and a phone number."

John. Jones exhaled and said helplessly: "I really don't know if I am lucky or unfortunate to be favored by your father. ”

Yang Yi didn't speak very interestingly. Jones said helplessly: "Please forgive me, your father is not a good person to get along with, he is ruthless, if he is not dead, then I will never refuse any of his requests, and I dare not refuse, but now that he has been dead for many years, and you suddenly appeared, and you want me to help you, this has to make me have to think about it carefully." ”

"Understandable."

Yang Yi seemed very calm, while John. Jones, on the other hand, looked distressed.

After a long time, John. Jones finally said helplessly: "Your father knows so many people, he was so powerful when he was alive, and I, in front of him, was just a small, insignificant, insignificant little character. ”

John. Jones used several words to describe his insignificance in front of Yang Yi's father, and then he finally said with a painful face: "But your father actually left my contact information to you, God, I really hope he doesn't value me so much, I'm just a little commercial spy." ”

Yang Yi didn't say anything this time, young people are usually a little unaware and confident, but fortunately, Yang Yi knew his weight, so he felt that it was best to remain silent, and he was angry to express his opinion easily.

John. Jones looked emotional, he shook his head, and said to Yang Yi in a deep voice: "Your father is a devil, he has the magic to see through people's hearts, he has seen through everything about me, he knows what I will do, so although I really don't want to have any contact with you, I have to choose to help you, because your father helped me once and saved my life." ”

Extremely reluctantly waved his hand, John. Jones said helplessly: "So your father knows that I must repay him, and before he dies, he arranged for you as a back road, right?" ”

Yang Yi said cautiously: "Yes." ”

John. Jones exhaled and whispered, "Well, what I owe your father can only be paid back to his son, but I really advise you, as the son of an intelligence dealer, the idea of revenge is extremely stupid, and it should not be at all, so I advise you to give it up." ”

Yang Yi immediately said: "I have waited for eleven years, just waiting for an opportunity, so I will not give up." ”

John. Jones waved his hand and said, "If you want to be a spy, then tell me what you will do." ”

Yang Yi thought for a moment, and then said cautiously: "Is your memory good?" ”

"No, a good memory is a talent, not a skill, and I ask you what it means that you have mastered those skills."

Yang Yi said cautiously again: "Driving, my driving skills are very good." ”

"Well, what about the rest?"

"Nothing else......"

John. Jones looked extremely incredible, then he looked at Yang Yi and said with a puzzled expression: "I don't understand, you said that you waited for eleven years to get revenge, and you want to enter the circle of spies, but now you tell me that you don't know anything?" So what have you been doing in the past 11 years? Is it just a matter of thinking? Young man, revenge really can't just be thought about. ”

Yang Yi said in a deep voice: "I just learned about the cause of my parents' death a few days ago, and in the eleven years before that, I suspected that their death was not normal, but it was just a suspicion, I never took revenge as my goal in life, so what can I learn, I don't know what to learn." ”

John. Jones smiled bitterly: "So you are a pure rookie, you don't know anything about spies, but you came to me and told me that you want to be a spy, and then find an enemy who no one knows to take revenge." ”

Although he didn't want to admit it, Yang Yi could only nod and say: "That's the case, but the good news is that I learn things quickly, learn everything quickly, I just want to learn from you, learn everything I can learn, my desire for revenge is very strong, but I'm not in a hurry, because I want revenge but not death, and I'm not blinded by hatred." ”

John. Jones nodded and said, "Well, you're smart among young people, I'm really worried that you're an idiot who doesn't understand anything and is bent on revenge, it's great that you're not an idiot." ”