"This is our CIA guy!"

Colonel Jade almost roared and said such words, and the pain and depression and anger on his face were unconcealed.

Everyone was stunned by the hearing, and they never expected that the regional leader of the resistance organization who had been arrested was actually from the CIA.

"Col. This is probably unlikely." Nash still didn't believe it.

"Impossible?" Jade looked at the corpse on the ground sadly: "The resistance organizations that CIA had destroyed before were all the information provided by Norden. Not long ago, he had secretly conveyed a very important information to me. Lance, the general leader of the Coventry underground resistance organization, is coming here to attend the meeting. This was originally the best opportunity for us to cut off the Coventry anti-government armed forces in one fell swoop, but now everything is over."

Nash and his companions, including those under the federal investigation, had completely believed it by this time. Poor Norden, worriedly avoided the pursuit, was about to make great contributions, but died in the hands of his "own people". Perhaps he did something he shouldn't do when he went out today.

Nash didn't seem to take this matter too much: "Col. I'm very sorry for this misunderstanding, but I think we should tell each other about the information we have, rather than conceal it, which will cause great harm to each other. For example, this manslaughter of Norden. You must know that we have been arresting this person for too long, and no one would have thought that he was from CIA."

Jade's face turned red, but he couldn't say anything. He just glared at Nash and Mills in anger, and then quickly left the scene with his subordinates. He didn't even take Norden's pitiful body.

"Who can I blame this?" Mills shrugged, gloating: "If I encounter such a thing, I think I can only admit that I am unlucky. Looking at Colonel Jade's appearance, I can fully understand his mood at this moment."

Nash smiled coldly.

Neither CIA nor FBI were good people in his opinion. They were completely on the standpoint of Americans, not really for the British. He believed that once there was a huge danger in London, these Americans would abandon Britain without hesitation.

However, he attached great importance to how to make full use of the conflicts between them to fight for the greatest interests of the UK.

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There was also the "Major Moyor", who looked very capable. He actually killed Norden in an instant. He also saw that the relationship between Major Moyor and Lieutenant Colonel Mills was obviously not as simple as superiors and subordinates. It seemed that Lieutenant Colonel Mills had great respect for Major Moyor.

This person may be the object he can win over.

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Nash had made up his mind to have a good talk with Major Moyor.

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The brilliant "victory" of killing the regional leader of the Resistance Organization, Norden, made the British Intelligence Service and the FBI exaggerate it. Although it made Colonel Jade of the CIA suffer, who would take into account his feelings at this time?

Lieutenant Colonel Mills was commended. "Major Moyol" humbly attributed all the credit to Mills and Pattinson. Although this was due to his special identity, it still made the two people full of gratitude for him.

The reporters kept throwing questions at Mills and Pattinson, so that they didn't notice it when Wang Weiyi left the scene quietly.

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Outside, Wang Weiyi lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, watched the smoke gather in front of him, and then gradually dissipated. His mood seemed to be getting better.

Three cars parked not far from him, and then the window of the car rolled down. Soon, Nash's head was exposed and then waved to Wang Weiyi.

Wang Weiyi threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, looked around, and then quickly got into Nash's car.

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"Major Moyol, you did a great job yesterday." Nash said as the car slowly started, "I think you must have received the most rigorous training in the past. This can be seen from the techniques of your killer."

Wang Weiyi just smiled faintly and said nothing.

"I have never seen anyone better than you in the FBI or the CIA I know...." Nash still sat straight in the car: "And you suddenly appeared at the FBI headquarters, which made me a little curious. When did you come to London? What was your real purpose? I did some small investigations and found some interesting things. You saved Captain Pattinson and Mrs. Delk, and in Yelfton. You also saved the life of a man named Dona. Of course, the real name of Dona should be Tel Avivsky...."

"Spy Tel Avivsky, traitor Tel Avivsky." Wang Weiyi said lightly. But he was still surprised that Nash was able to figure out these things in such a short time.

The FBI people are not incompetent, they are very close to these secrets.

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"Ah, this person can do it no matter what," Nash nodded: "But Tel Avivsky can obviously bring great help to the Allies, and without you, I think we still can't get any information... The FBI should thank you, Major Moyol. No, let me think about it carefully. Maybe you shouldn't be called Major Moyol, but Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, right? A Lieutenant Colonel Moyol who is personally protected by General Phillips, Deputy Secretary of Defense of the United States...."

This time, Nash surprised Wang Weiyi again. What he was about to be convinced was that Nash must have an insider in the FBI that was constantly conveying information to him.

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His so-called "identity" is strictly kept secret, but Nash is so easy to know.

Wang Weiyi remained calm and his body fluctuated slightly as the car started.

Nash smiled: "Tell me, what are you doing here. Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, maybe I can provide you with some necessary help, after all, I am the British."

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, senior investigator of the US Army Military Intelligence Agency." Wang Weiyi finally said, "I think you have heard of our part, we are responsible for many things. Mr. Nash, the battle is going very badly. We can deceive ordinary people, but we ourselves know that the Axis troops will land anytime and anywhere. If London is attacked, I think we should make some preparations in advance...."

"The U.S. Army Military Intelligence Agency, a very powerful institution." Nash smiled: "But do you think it's really a wise choice to work closely with FBI or CIA? Even though you're all Americans."

Wang Weiyi fully understood what he meant: "Look, Mr. Nash. You also said that I am an American. When I came to London, which is unfamiliar to me, I could only choose to cooperate with my compatriots. But to be honest, their efficiency and work attitude disappointed me. The underground resistance organization is active so frequently, but our people are powerless about it, and even when it is so important. What they are thinking about is how intrigue and how to fight each other. Norden's death gave us a good warning. If we can be more open and honest with each other, such misunderstandings will not be caused. Unfortunately, my colleagues are obviously more enthusiastic about power...."

"A person who deserves the reward is now sitting in my car, and those who have not made much credit are making a big splash in the reporters' questions..." Nash's tone was a bit of sympathy: "Lt. Col. Moyol. I have nothing else, but I think you should look for a new partner, a more powerful and more able to help you. We all have one common goal, and for the final victory of the Allies, I think we should be in common with each other...."

Wang Weiyi was silent for a while, then nodded slowly: "Mr. Nash, I think this partner should be you. To be honest, we are not particularly optimistic about whether London can be finally held."

This time it was Nash's turn to be shocked.

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Originally, he believed that although the Allies suffered many defeats on the battlefield, even the British mainland was about to be attacked, relying on the strength of the United States, London would not be threatened at all, especially as the Axis power "New Sea Lion Plan" fell into the hands of the Allies, the enemy's threat was reduced to the bottom. However, Lieutenant Colonel Moyol gave a completely different answer.

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To be continued...