Gretneck Manor, Long Island, New York.

Parking the car on the street, Pamur took out the kraft paper bag placed in the storage cabinet in front of the co-pilot, checked several documents and burned discs inside. Putting down the kraft paper bag, Pamur pulled out the pistol in the underarm gun holster, exited the magazine and checked it, and then put the pistol in the pistol.

After becoming the head of the operation department, Pamur never used a gun except for his usual training.

He knew that Miles was a very difficult politician, but he was confident that he could tame Miles. Of course, it was not the pistol under his armpit, but the information in the kraft paper bag.

In order to convince those politicians that intelligence experts with rich experience and outstanding talents who have served five presidents for more than 30 years, have sufficient qualifications to become group decision makers, Pamer prepared a very generous gift - several top-secret documents related to President Japeer.

In Pamer's view, everything Miles' politicians did was to defeat Japeer.

Now, he has obtained the presidential decree signed by Japeer himself, ordering Cia to trigger the India-Pakistan war by creating the Humayun bombing. If the press obtains relevant information, even just a copy, it will be enough to make Japeer the second Nixon.

This bargaining chip is enough to allow Pamer to gain an important seat in the next world government.

Reducing his excitement, Pamur restarted his sedan.

The main entrance of the manor is very wide and can allow two cars to enter and exit. A surveillance camera is installed on the pillar on the left, and the door is equipped with an electronic lock. When the car approaches, the door will automatically open inward.

Pamel glanced at the watch and said, "It's not too late, it's not too late."

On the front of the villa is a huge garden. The central fountain occupies one-fifth of the area. On both sides are neatly manicured cypress trees. After driving around the fountain for half a circle. Pamer parked his car in the ground lane on the left side of the garden.

I took off the car keys and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Pamer picked up the kraft paper bag placed in the passenger seat and quickly glanced at the left and right sides and the rearview mirrors in the interior of the car.

Too quiet. It's a bit abnormal.

Pushing open the car door, Pamel hesitated for a moment, and took out his left foot. Before his right foot had fallen to the ground, a cold metal vessel pressed against the back of the head of the deputy director of Operations. Pamel subconsciously raised his hands. A delicate little hand searched the pistol under his armpit on his left side. A young woman with a charming face walked to his ground.

"You are...Sherry!?" Pamel couldn't believe his eyes. "Are you...are you dead?"

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

"Wait!" Pamur dared not hesitate, "It was not me who sent you to India for missions. Everything was Jonathan's idea and had nothing to do with me."

"Is this useful?" Angelina's tone cold, as if she was talking to a corpse.

"No...you can't kill me."

"Why?" Angelina opened the security of the pistol.

"Jonathan was fired by the president, only I know your true identity." Pamer took a step back and leaned on the sedan. "Kill me, no one can prove that you are a Cia agent, and you will never be able to restore your true identity."

"Is that?" Angelina pressed down the trigger.

"Wait..." Pamel wiped off the sweat from his forehead, "Tell me why I should kill me?"

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

Suddenly, Pamer realized that Angelina was not seeking revenge on him. Years of experience told him that all this was related to Myers, who had been controlled by Myers.

Pamer was wise in a hurry and said, "Aren't you worried that the next one will be you?"

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

"What kind of benefits did he give you?" Seeing the other party hesitated, Pamer immediately said, "Do you think Miles can help you restore your identity? Also, how much does Miles give you?"

"Yes, he did give me a lot of money, and I need it too." A fierce light appeared in Angelina's eyes. "If you kill you, not only will no one know my identity again, and you don't have to work hard for Cia, I can also find a place to live in seclusion, so you must die."

Pamer's facial muscles twitched a few times, his legs became weak, and he collapsed in the car.

Faced with the upcoming death, Pamer finally saw the whole story clearly.

Jonathan and Miles had already come together. They asked the president to authorize Cia to create trouble in India, which triggered the India-Pakistan conflict. Therefore, it was not Jonathan's intention to win over India, but Miles' intention. From the very beginning, Miles knew that China would send troops to intervene, and India would definitely lose the war.

Angelina was also long been bribed by Myers, so when Cia started the backup plan, she still killed former Indian Prime Minister De Gandhi according to the original plan, and detonated the India-Pakistan war.

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

As long as evidence that the president authorized CIA to provoke the India-Pakistan conflict, Japeer would have to leave the White House and hand over the power to the vice president who had close ties with arms dealers without waiting two years later.

Jonathan has been fired by the president, and among the top CIA officials, it is Pamer who needs to bear responsibility for this.

If Pamer died suddenly and found a written order authorized by the president in him, he could put all the blame on the president, and no one would think of the New York State Senator.

Very careful and perfect plan.

Not only did it achieve the goal of killing people, it also defeated the president in one fell swoop.

Looking at Angelina in front of him, Pamer sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Angelina felt creepy when she saw Pamur's expression.

"Don't you understand?" Pamer straightened up, "not only do I know too much, but you know too much. I can guarantee that you won't live tomorrow."

Angelina gritted her teeth, as if she was in a struggle for thought.

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

"No..." The female agent made a quick decision, "You have to die, and you have to die right away!"

Just as Angelina pulled the trigger, Pamel closed her eyes. The gunshots were very crisp, and the severe pain on her shoulders made Pamel open her eyes. The bullet did not hit him on the forehead. Angelina fell to the ground, her body twitched violently, and white saliva flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

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

Hearing the sudden sound from behind, Pamer quickly turned around.

A middle-aged man wearing a big brim cap and holding a remote control in his hand walked around the sedan, walked to Angelina, and took out a denture from her mouth.

"You...you..."

"I'm not here to kill you, nor to serve Miles." The middle-aged man stood up, took off his hat, and threw his dentures to Pamur. "Cia's dentures are really not very good, but they are of great use. Deputy Director of Operations, I didn't expect that we would meet again, right?"

Seeing the familiar face, Pamel's eyes widened. "You... are you Li Cunxun?"

"I didn't expect that you still remember me." Li Cunxun smiled faintly, "If I didn't overestimate your IQ, you should be clear about the situation in front of you."

Pamel gritted his teeth and quickly glanced at the dentures in his hand.

It was a denture designed specifically for spies. It originally contained cyanide that could die within ten seconds, but now it is equipped with a small electronic device.

"I can provide you with the best safe shelter in the world." As he said, Li Cunxun snatched the kraft paper bag from Pamer's hand, "and also ensure the safety of your family. The prerequisite is that you must hurry up and return to Cia headquarters before Miles knows that you are still dead and get some information that I am interested in."

"you……"

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

Pamel was secretly shocked. "You have been following Angelina?"

Li Cunxun smiled and shook his head. "Deputy Director, do you think such a question is meaningful? As an intelligence officer with more than 30 years of experience in the workplace, you should know that time is more precious than life."

"I'll go back to Langley immediately, just..." Pamur hesitated, "You have to keep my family safe."

"Do you think I am a person who is untrustworthy?" Li Cunxun sighed and took out a note. "Using your highest level of confidentiality rights, you can easily obtain these information. At 8:30 pm, I will wait for you in the northern port area of ​​Virginia Beach. Don't be late."

"What should she do?" Pamer glanced at Angelina who had fainted.

"I will deal with it properly." Li Cunxun put his kraft paper bag in his arms, "Before returning to Langley, find a place to treat the wound. Remember, you only have a few hours."

Pamel didn't say anything more, opened the car door and got into the car.

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

When he woke up, Ji Youguo felt a little drowsy. He looked at the alarm clock placed 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 beam of sunlight shone in.

"Xiao Wang..."

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

Faced with his strict wife, Ji Youguo really dared not act rashly.

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

Today is the 16th or 17th?

"Xiao Wang, what day is it today?"

"Head of First Nations, are you up?" Wang Yuanqing put down the documents in his hand and looked at Pan Yunsheng who was sitting on the sofa.

"No. 17." Pan Yunsheng stood up, "Old Ji, are you sleeping comfortably?"

"No. 17? I felt like I had been sleeping for a long time." Ji Youguo rubbed his forehead, "Xiao Wang, go and make a cup of green tea for me. Xiao Pan, when did you come here?"

"Just arrived just now." Pan Yunsheng sat down after Ji Youguo came over, "Xiao Wang said that I didn't bother you before you got up, otherwise my sister-in-law would say I'm ignorant again."

"Your sister Qin is a knife-like and stingy heart, you don't know yet?" Ji Youguo sat down and picked up the cigarette, "Is the war over?"

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

Ji Youguo frowned slightly and found that Pan Yunsheng was not here to find him for this matter.

damn it*

It will be released on October 1st, and I request monthly tickets for October and beg for recommendations and collections!
Chapter completed!