Part-time as God of the Heavens

　　 "Does this make me believe you," Ethan said, "How did you find this place?"

　　 "I have always been by your side today, Ethan," the person outside said.

"Let me help you remember, in the consulate, when the deputy curator asked you how the drama was and you answered boring, I remember you glanced around, then...think about it, standing in your direction at nine o'clock The blond man taking a glass of wine from the waiter's tray."

　　 "Also, when you negotiated with Eugene to no avail and were misunderstood as a spy, the blond man passing by outside the aquarium cafe."

　　 The person outside the door added, "If you still don't believe it..."

"Needless to say." Following the words of the people outside the door, those two images appeared in Ethan's mind. At that time, his mind was overwhelmed by the news. Although he has remembered it, it did not. Link the two together.

　　Until now, after being pointed out, he didn't realize that the two people looked the same, they were the same person!

　　 "Although this is the case, how do you prove that you are not an agent of the CIA?" Ethan asked.

　　 "If I were an agent of the CIA, then talking with you for so long is enough to set up a net outside, and then attack directly in one fell swoop, Ethan,"

　　 The people outside the door seem to be very speechless about Ethan’s doubts, "Although your appearance is comparable to mine, but your mind seems to be a little awkward?"

　　 Ethan's face went dark.

　　 At this time, he also reflected how much brain damage he had asked before.

　　If the person outside is really an agent of the CIA, then how could it be possible to take such an action against yourself, who is almost certainly an insider—knock on the door before coming in and talk so much to yourself?

　　 Even if you have to be fully prepared, this long time is completely enough!

　　Until now, the other party hasn't taken any action. Instead, he stood outside the door and talked with him patiently. This has shown the fact that the other party is almost impossible to be a CIA agent.

　　 After all, I just exploded to a safe point...

　　 "I think you should not dare to come and open the door in person, so I just opened the door and came in by myself. Is this okay?" the person outside the door asked.

　　 Isen's face was stern when he heard the words: "Yes."

　　 After that, Ethan held his pistol, squatted down half of his body, and pointed in the direction of the door.

　　 Although it can be determined that the other party is not an agent of the CIA, Ethan is still unable to determine the identity of the other party. In this case, he must be guarded.

　　 But it is not a problem to stop the other person outside and just freeze like that, so the meeting between the two is necessary.

　　 "Then, I opened the door and came in," the person outside said, "Be careful of the muzzle, don't go out of the way."

　　 After that, the door lock twisted, and with a click, it was slowly pushed open.

　　 Ethan is fully guarded, and while paying attention to the gate, he is also guarding against other directions to prevent the noise from happening.

　　 It's just that no accident happened, the door was completely opened, and the visitor walked into the room, revealing his appearance under the light.

　　 Ethan's pistol pointed straight at the incoming person, moved, "Come in, close the door."

　　 "Of course." The blond man smiled, closed the door of the room, and then took off his jacket. This action made Ethan suddenly nervous, "Don't move!"

　　 "Don't get excited," the blond man moved, shaking his head and smiling, "I am not an enemy."

　　 "How do I trust you?" Ethan frowned. Although the blond man didn't seem to want to do anything, he was too relaxed.

　　 This makes Ethan feel a little strange, so naturally he dare not relax his guard, and as he said, the blond man has not shown evidence that Ethan can trust.

"Of course it depends on the ID," the blond said. He took out a few IDs and a few documents from his shoulder bag, put them on a side table, pushed it to Ethan on the other side of the table, and pointed. Pointing, motioned, "Look at it?"

　　 "Certificates can be forged," Ethan said, "I don't do too much of this kind of thing."

　　 "But the information is not necessarily," the blond man chuckled, "Why don't you look at it first?"

Hearing this, Ethan had to look at the blond man vigilantly, while drew a fruit knife from the side and fiddled with the documents with the fruit knife. He didn't dare to touch with his hands rashly, worried about what trap would be caught, and glanced at it To the blond man, very alert.

　　 The blond man did not move at all, still with a smile on his face, quietly looking at Ethan.

　　 "No," I don't know, Ethan just opened a document and glanced at it, but he didn't look at it again, holding a gun in both hands and pointing at the blond man, "You are lying to me! This document is not yours!"

　　 Blond man: "..."

　　 "What?" The blond man looked dazed, "It's not mine? Are you kidding me?"

　　 "It should be me, are you kidding me?" Ethan was very angry, "Do you think I am blind? The certificate is an Asian with black hair and yellow skin!"

　　 Blond man: "..."

　　 "Hmm...it seems to have forgotten one thing, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com" The blond man was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, wait for me to remove some makeup."

　　 After that, the blond man raised his hand, grabbed his face, and yanked hard!

　　 The disguised face was torn to pieces, revealing the true face below.

Ethan was not stunned when he saw this scene. He himself used it. This is a kind of high imitation mask. Once put on, it is just like the real one. It is extremely thin and can transmit body temperature. As long as it is not damaged, it is basically Nothing will be seen!

　　 It's just that Ethan is more alert.

　　 "With such equipment, you still say you are not from the CIA? Where is Eugene? Let him out!" Ethan roared in a low voice.

　　 "Why do you say that I am from the CIA?" Zhou Yi sighed and pointed to the certificate, "Can't you see the IRS written on it?"

　　 Ethan: "……"

He lowered his head and glanced at the ID quickly, but the time was too short and it was not enough. Ethan had to pick it up with one hand, and then raised it to a position parallel to the muzzle. While checking and identifying it, he found that it really was. IRS certificate!

　　As an elite agent of the CIA, the identities used by Ethan are ever-changing, and there are many, among which are the identities of employees of other departments in the United States.

　　 For example, as we all know, everything can be FBI. All American agents have an FBI agent’s ID card. They can be FBI agents at any time as long as necessary, whether it's a top pot, top pot or top pot!

　　FBI: "I*&%&￥##￥%!!!"

　　 Therefore, Ethan and the others can naturally distinguish the authenticity of the certificate. Now, Ethan discovered that this certificate actually seems to be... true?