A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 184 MI[-]!gather!
Walking out of King Arthur Street NO.13, the sunset shines on your face.

It was a bit dazzling, making Jim feel as if he had returned to the time when he first started doing intelligence.

At that time America was not the only family.

Countries are fighting openly and secretly, plotting and scheming, and you are fighting for it!

It's time for intelligence officers to shine!
Pity!
On the edge of the road at the door, the driver had opened the door. Jim got into the passenger seat and arranged his clothes.

Cough lightly.

"Issue a summons! Let all the agents assemble! We have a mission!"

The driver didn't ask any questions and reached out to press lightly on the center console of the vehicle.

The LCD display panel of the center console opens upward, and inside is a simple password lock.

32 digits.

The left hand is holding the steering wheel, and the free right hand is inputting the password. The left hand pulls the steering wheel from time to time.

The vehicle suddenly shook.

Jim was so frightened that he wanted to curse.

After entering the 32-digit password, the password lock popped open, revealing an old-fashioned keyboard phone.

The driver took out his mobile phone and pressed the power button.

There was no movement at all.

I pressed all the buttons with one hand and found that there was still no movement.

The driver took his cell phone and knocked it hard on the center console.

Bang!
The phone is fine, but the plastic case of the LCD panel on the center console has a dent the size of a finger.

Throwing the phone at the passenger side, the driver sadly touched the spot where the knock marks were made.

My heart hurts so much that I want to cry.

The phone fell into Jim's hand, and he slowly took off the back cover of the phone.

Open the passenger compartment.

Inside were the batteries of some old cell phones.

Take out the battery from your phone and replace it with a new one.

Press the power button.

boot up.

Open the text message on your mobile phone and edit the message.

【Old friends!Gather at the old place! 】

Check the number and choose bulk sending!

Sent successfully!
Seeing this displayed message, Jim smiled, naturally.

…………

No. 13, York Street, is a bar, a very big bar!
The owner, Klein, is a veteran. After he was injured and retired, he chose to open a bar here.

In his spare time, he can be found bartending at the bar.

After get off work, Daiying people who have worked hard for a day like to go to the bar to have a drink before thinking about spending the night.

It's time to go home and take a nap.

Just as I was mixing drinks for a white-collar worker, his cell phone rang.

is a text message.

Very short message.

Old friend, old place!
Excited heart, shaking hands!

Klein turned around, picked up a hemp rope hanging from the side of the bar, and pulled it gently.

The small bell connected with the hemp rope was rung.

Boom boom boom!
Not loud, but enough for people in the bar to hear.

When the guests turned their eyes, Klein said with a smile: "Sorry! Kids! I'm going to meet an old friend! The bar is closing!"

"The drinks this time are free!"

Everyone knows the boss's temper. He doesn't close the shop easily, so there must be something important.

One by one, the guests stood up, paid for their drinks, turned around and disappeared through the door.

Send off the last guest!
Putting on a black casual suit, Klein walked out of the bar, got on his bicycle, and headed towards his old place.

Victoria Cemetery.

In the innermost corner, there are buried warriors who died for the British Empire.

Holding flowers in hand, Jim walked step by step through the forest formed by tombstones.

Finally, I stopped in front of a tombstone with no photo, no biographical description, only a name.

He put down the flowers in his hand, looked at them for a while, and then walked into the depths of the forest of tombstones.

Not long after, people came to the tombstone one after another.He looked down at the flowers, then took steps into the depths.

Looking at the retired MI[-] personnel slowly arriving, Jim seemed very excited.

These are all his old comrades!
He is his brother who depends on him for life and death!
They can complete the task 100%!

"Brothers! His Majesty the King is holding the World Expo! He wants to revive the glory of the Empire on which the sun never sets!"

"But, someone didn't agree!"

"Tell me! What should we do!"

Jim spoke loudly and raised his right hand high.

In those years, he was like this. As long as he said a few inspiring words, these comrades would respond!
But this time, he didn't wait for a response!

Each of these comrades stared at him as if they were strangers!
After a while, Klein, who came pushing the bicycle, spoke.

"Mr. Jim, please make up for the pension you have owed over the years!"

"His Majesty the King has the money to hold the World Exposition, and by the way, there is also his birthday party!"

"Then you must have the money to pay pensions and pensions! Then I'll trouble you and ask His Majesty the King for some money!"

"Give us our money!"

As soon as this was said, others began to echo.

"That's right! If you want to get information, you can give us our money first!"

"How can anyone be so shameless, owe other people money, and still make people work!"

"Is he a human?"

The words that came and went made Jim's face turn blue and white.

After a while, he resignedly took out his mobile phone and asked the driver to send his money first for emergencies.

get the money.

These veterans had big smiles on their faces.

They smiled even more happily when they learned about the important task of protecting the man from a foreign country.

The king is anxious, the prime minister is anxious, and the intelligence director is anxious!
Well, there is a lot of money in it!

After getting the task, Klein returned to the bar as quickly as possible.

If you open a bar, you will get to know people from all walks of life.

And different people will bring different news, and several unrelated pieces of information are put together.

Maybe it will work wonders.

Finding the drunkards and gangsters who often appeared in the bar, Klein took out the bills and pressed them one by one on the table.

"The World Exposition is about to begin! I need you to pay attention to the strangers around here!"

"Especially those who come with malicious intentions!"

"As long as the information proves to be valid, I'll keep the drinks here! Keep it to yourself!"

"Money! There's some too!"

As he spoke, he pushed the banknotes in front of him across the center line of the bar with the fingers of his right hand, and pushed them in front of a dozen drunkards and gangsters.

Look at the banknotes and drinks in front of you.

The drunkards and gangsters swallowed in frustration and reached out to grab the bills on the bar.

Ran away quickly.

Klein, on the other hand, returned to the bar and continued to mix drinks slowly.

It was as if everything just now had nothing to do with him.

at the same time.

After losing a large amount of money, Jim naturally wanted to find a place to make up for it.

Bring the MI[-] action team.

He naturally knocked on the door of the eldest brother of the black society in Victoria District.

It was late at night, and the eldest brother was busy doing activities and had no time to talk to him.

Then the eldest brother enjoyed the fun of the detective opening the door.

Seeing how these guys were fighting each other, the eldest brother knew that there was nothing good he could do today.

"How much does it cost?"

"It's vulgar to talk about money!" Jim took out his pistol and loaded bullets one by one.

"I don't want money! I want your people to escape!"

"Someone wants to take action against Mr. Mo Yu who came from afar at the opening ceremony of the World Expo!"

"I want to know who they are!"

(End of this chapter)