Long Island, New York, Grettneck Manor.

Parking on the street, Palmer pulled out the brown paper bag that was in the locker in front of the passenger and checked the documents and the burnt CD inside. Putting down the brown paper bag, Palmer pulled out the pistol in the holster under his arm, exited the magazine and checked it, then picked up the pistol.

After becoming the head of the operations department, Palmer never used a firearm other than his usual training.

He knew that Miles was a very difficult politician to deal with, but he was confident that he would tame Miles. Of course, it was not the pistol under the armpit, but the intelligence in the brown paper bag.

In order to convince those politicians that the experienced and talented intelligence experts, who have been in the business for more than 30 years and have served five presidents, are qualified enough to become the decision-makers of the group, Palmer has prepared a very generous gift - several top-secret documents related to President Japbel.

In Palmer's view, everything Myers and his gang of politicians did was to bring down Jappel.

Now, he has a presidential decree signed by Mr. Japell that ordered the C.I.A. to start a war between India and Pakistan by causing the Humayun bombing. If the press had access to relevant information, even if it was just a photocopy, it would have been enough for Jabell to become the second Nixon.

This bargaining chip is also enough for Palmer to get an important seat in the next government.

Slowing down his excitement, Palmer restarted the car.

The main entrance of the estate is wide enough for two sedans to enter and exit. A surveillance camera is installed on the upright post on the left, and the door is fitted with an electronic lock. When the car approaches, the door automatically opens inward.

Palmer glanced at his watch, one fifty-five minutes, neither early nor late.

The front of the villa is a huge garden. The central fountain occupies one-fifth of the land area. It is flanked by neatly trimmed cypress trees. Drove around the fountain for most of the time. Pammel parked the car in the driveway on the left side of the garden.

Remove the car keys. There was a sudden silence all around.

Palmer picked up the brown paper bag that had been placed on the passenger seat. He quickly glanced at the left and right sides and the rearview mirror in the car.

It's so quiet. It's a little unusually quiet.

Push open the door. Palmer hesitated slightly. Took the left foot. The right foot has not yet landed. A cold metal vessel pressed against the back of the head of the CIA's deputy director of operations. Palmer subconsciously raised his hands. A delicate little hand snatched the pistol under his left armpit. A young woman with a charming face walked up to him.

"Are you...... Shirley!? Pammel couldn't believe his eyes. You...... Aren't you already dead? ”

Angelina smiled coldly, quickly took two steps back, and raised Palmer's pistol.

"Wait!" How dare Palmer hesitate, "It wasn't me who sent you to India on a mission, everything was Jonathan's idea, and it had nothing to do with me." ”

"Is it any use talking about this?" Angelina's tone was cold, as if she was talking to a corpse.

"No...... You can't kill me. ”

"Why?" Angelina opened the pistol's insurance.

"Jonathan was fired by the president, and only I know who you really are." Palmer took a half step back and leaned back on the car, "Kill me, no one can prove you're a CIA agent, and you'll never want to regain your true identity." ”

"Really?" Angelina pressed the trigger.

"Wait......" Palmer wiped the sweat from his forehead, "tell me, why did you kill me?" ”

"Do you need to know?" Angelina pressed her finger against the trigger.

Suddenly, Palmer realizes that Angelina is not seeking revenge on him. Years of experience tell him that it all has to do with Miles, and Angelina has been controlled by Miles.

Palmer was in a hurry and said, "Aren't you worried that you'll be the next one to die?" ”

The fingers pressed against the trigger relaxed a little. "Myers said you know too much to live in this world."

"What did he do you for?" Seeing that the other party was a little hesitant, Palmer immediately said, "Do you think Miles can help you recover your identity?" Also, How much did Miles give you? ”

"Yes, he did give me a lot of money, and I need it too." Angelina's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Kill you, not only will no one know my identity anymore, I don't have to work for the CIA, I can also find a place to live in seclusion, so you must die." ”

Pammer's facial muscles twitched a few times, his legs went limp, and he collapsed on the car.

Faced with the impending death, Palmer finally saw the whole thing clearly.

Jonathan and Miles have long been together. It is not Jonathan's intention to have the president authorize the CIA to create trouble in India, to provoke the conflict between India and Pakistan, and therefore to win over India, but to Miles. From the beginning, Myers knew that China would intervene and that India would definitely lose the war.

Angelina was also bought by Miles, so when the CIA activated the backup plan, she still killed former Indian Prime Minister Degandhi according to the original plan, triggering the Indo-Pakistani war.

The biggest beneficiary was not Jappel, but the arms dealer behind Miles.

As long as the evidence of the president's authorization of the CIA to provoke the conflict between India and Pakistan is thrown out, it will not take two years for Jappel to leave the White House and hand over power to the vice president, who has close ties to the arms dealers.

Jonathan has been fired by the president, and among the top C.I.A. officials, it is Palmer who bears the blame.

If Palmer had died suddenly, and a written order authorizing the president had been found in him, the blame would have been placed on the president, and no one would have thought of a New York senator.

Very well thought out, perfect planning.

not only achieved the goal of killing people and destroying people, but also defeated the president in one fell swoop.

Looking at Angelina in front of him, Palmer sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Palmer's look, Angelina felt creepy.

"Haven't you seen it yet?" Palmer straightened up, "Not only do I know too much, but you also know too much. I can guarantee that you won't live to dawn tomorrow. ”

Angelina gritted her teeth and seemed to be engaged in a battle of ideas.

"If we cooperate, maybe there is hope for survival."

"No ......" the female agent quickly decided, "You must die, and you will die soon!" ”

The moment Angelina pulled the trigger, Palmer closed her eyes. The gunfire was crisp, and the sharp pain in his shoulder made Palmer open his eyes. The bullet missed his forehead, and Angelina fell to the ground, her body twitching violently, white saliva coming out of the corners of her mouth.

"If I were you, I should be on the alert this morning."

Hearing a sudden voice coming from behind him, Palmer quickly turned his head.

A middle-aged man wearing a brimmed hat and holding a remote control in his hand walked around the car, walked up to Angelina, and pulled a denture out of her mouth.

"You...... You ......"

"I'm not here to kill you, nor am I here to serve Miles." The middle-aged man stood up, took off his hat, and threw the dentures to Palmer. "CIA's dentures aren't really good, but they're very useful. Deputy Director of Operations, I didn't expect us to meet again, did we? ”

Pamerton's eyes widened at the sight of that familiar face. "You...... Are you Li Cunxun? ”

"I didn't expect you to remember me." Li Cunxun smiled faintly, "If I hadn't overestimated your IQ, you should have a clear idea of the situation in front of you." ”

Palmer gritted her teeth and glanced at the dentures in her hand.

It was a denture designed specifically for spies, and it was originally filled with cyanide, which could kill in ten seconds, but now it contained a small electronic device.

"I can provide you with the best safe haven in the world." As he spoke, Li Cunxun snatched the brown paper bag from Palmer's hand, "It can also ensure the safety of your family." The premise is that you have to hurry up and get back to CIA headquarters before Miles knows you're not dead and get some material I'm interested in. ”

"You ......"

"Don't worry, your wife and children are already on the flight to Shanghai."

Palmer was secretly startled. "You've been stalking Angelina?"

Li Cunxun smiled and shook his head. "Your Excellency, do you think such a question makes sense? As an intelligence officer with more than 30 years of experience, you should know that time is more precious than life. ”

"I'll return to Langley immediately, just ......," Palmer hesitated, "you must make sure my family is safe." ”

"Do you think I'm a dishonest person?" Li Cunxun sighed and took out a note. "With your highest level of secrecy, you can easily access this information. I'll be waiting for you at 8:30 p.m. in the North Harbor District of Virginia Beach, don't be late. ”

"What is she going to do?" Palmer glanced at Angelina, who had passed out.

"I'll take care of it." Li Cunxun picked up the brown paper bag, "Before returning to Langley, find a place to treat the wound." Remember, you only have a few hours. ”

Without further ado, Palmer pulled the door open and got into the car.

A few hours later, Beijing, the capital of the head of state.

When he woke up, Ji Youguo felt a little dizzy in his head. I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and it was already past nine o'clock.

Nine in the morning, or nine in the evening?

Ji Youguo went to open the curtains, and a bright ray of sunlight shone in.

"Little Wang ......"

"Xiao Wang is helping you tidy up the study," Qin Aoshuang walked into the bedroom, "Breakfast is ready, hurry up and wash your face and rinse your mouth." ”

Facing a strict wife, Ji Youguo really didn't dare to make a mistake.

After having breakfast in a hurry and being "forced" to take a few stomach pills, Ji Youguo hurriedly went to Xipu Garden.

Is it the sixteenth, or the seventeenth?

"Xiao Wang, what time is it today?"

"Führer, are you up?" Wang Yuanqing put down the documents in his hand and glanced at Pan Yunsheng, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Seventeen." Pan Yunsheng stood up, "Old Ji, sleep comfortably, right?" ”

"Seventeen? I felt like I had been asleep for a long time. Ji Youguo rubbed his forehead, "Xiao Wang, go and help me make a cup of green tea." Xiao Pan, when did you come over? ”

"Just arrived." After Ji Youguo came over, Pan Yunsheng sat down, "Xiao Wang said that you haven't gotten up yet, so I didn't bother you, otherwise my sister-in-law will say that I am not sensible." ”

"Your Sister Qin is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, you still don't know?" Ji Youguo picked up his cigarette after sitting down, "The war is over, right?" ”

"It's over, India and Pakistan declared a ceasefire a few hours ago."

Ji Youguo frowned slightly, and found that Pan Yunsheng did not come to him for this matter.

Damn it*

On the shelves on October 1st, I hope for an October monthly pass, and I beg for a recommended collection!.