Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 503: Being Knowledgeable in Being in the World (Second Change of Guarantee)
Yes.

A good rider falls on his horse.

Those who are good at water drown in water.

A drinker is drunk with wine.

……

In the years when Mark hadn't calmed down and wandered around the rivers and lakes, Mark didn't always bring up the word parting.

what?
Do not believe.

Mark couldn't believe what he heard at the time.

When Albert's sister took him to a separate room and folded her arms and said with a serious face, "Mark, maybe we should separate for a while to calm each other down", Mark was so shocked that he couldn't say anything. coming.

Kate Albert, who was standing behind, blinked in a daze.

She was digesting the shock that Mark's words had brought to her.

Mark turned around and looked at Albert, who hadn't seen him for about ten years, and said with a smile, "I have to say, you and your sister seem to be carved out of the same version."

Paused.

Mark suddenly raised his head and added: "But you are younger than her."

Kate Albert: "…"

the next day.

The sun is just rising in London.

Mark, who was standing at the gate of the embassy, ​​yawned and casually glanced at the three suspects being pinned down by the London police and the corpse of a middle-aged man who seemed to have just been salvaged from the river.

Mark looked at James.

As for the inspector Paul next to James?

Mark, who is generally not high enough, is too lazy to remember.

Unless it's her!

"what is this?"

"The one you want."

"Ha ha."

Mark shook his head and looked at James and said with a smile on his face that he seemed to see a lot of fun, "James, do you think I will be fooled if you just grab a few little Luo Luo to fool me?"

James froze for a moment and looked directly at the inspector Paul who was asked to follow.

Paul looked ugly.

Mark laughed and said, "It seems that your problem is more serious than I imagined. As a friend, James, I think you'd better check your Vickers Group seriously."

Done.

Mark looked directly at the inspector, Paul, with a mocking smile.

Subsequently.

Mark turned around and said without looking back: "Time, James, I will set sail at noon to return to the local plane. After the time, you will probably come to New York to find me, but I am very willing to treat you to a glass of delicious wave at home. This wine."

Bang.

The embassy was closed again, and only the two seal soldiers on the other side of the guardrail were holding steel guns and staring at James and his party outside the guardrail.

James, who understood Mark's voice-over, winked directly at the two agents of Division [-].

next second.

Inspector Paul Anderson froze.

Looking at the two agents who were encircling him from the left and the right, he was dumbfounded.

10: 30.

I have already packed my luggage and are ready to escort Bill Talbot, the visa director, and Kate Albert to the airport for the flight back to the mainland.

Debbie appeared at the door of Mark's room with the phone in her hand, knocked on the door twice, and said, "Boss, Mrs. Minister and the Secretary of State want you to go to the conference center."

Mark nodded.

The basement of the embassy.

Mark and an old woman with white hair smiled and nodded.

The big screen lights up.

Attorney General Abbott and the Secretary of State appeared side by side in the video.

Minister Albert looked at Mark and said, "This is the end of the matter in London. I have spoken with the Secretary of State, Mrs. M and the Secretary of the Interior."

Mark smiled slightly, folded his hands in front of him and said lightly, "As you wish, ma'am."

"Including things in New York, your coffee budget this year has exceeded." Minister Albert said very cryptically, considering that the Secretary of State was next to him.

Mark smiled.

He turned his head and gave Debbie a wink.

The latter understood and walked towards the conference center and took out his mobile phone.

Mark looked back at the big screen and smiled, "Is there anything else I can do for you, ma'am."

"I approved your sick leave request, bring Kate Albert to my office."

"Understood, thank you madam."

"...Crack!"

In the picture, Minister Albert looked at the smile on Mark's face and waved his hands between his neck expressionlessly.

The picture blurred instantly and then turned into a black screen.

Mark shrugged.

After hugging Sally, a white-haired woman in a wheelchair, she walked out of the conference center...

After half an hour.

Three embassy vehicles flying the national flag slowly drove out of the opened iron fence.

After leaving the gate of the embassy.

The vehicle that Mark was riding in stopped temporarily.

Mark in the back seat opened the bulletproof window and looked out at James wearing sunglasses and smiled slightly: "I still want to stay in London for a few days."

James thought about it and said: "Unless you don't come out, the Secretary of the Interior got angry and won't accept any of your entry applications."

Mark shrugged: "If I had such a stupid son, I would strip you naked and drop you in the middle of the Thames."

James laughed.

quite a while.

"Goodbye, James."

"Goodbye, don't forget that you owe me two favors."

"Of course, I look forward to the day when you ask me to return the favor."

The windows rolled up, the car restarted and headed straight for London Airport.

noon.

The federal plane began to taxi and then pulled up and soared into the sky.

A certain group of guys in the extraordinary world fell like a big stone in their hearts after sensing Mark's departure.

but!

A certain gentleman who arrived at the airport after getting on the plane watched the federal plane flying into the clouds with red eyes.

Damn thief, don't let me catch you.

The man's heart is cruel.

The only time he got drunk in his life made him go straight back to before liberation.

The magic wand was pinched.

The suitcase was robbed.

Even the clothes and wallets on his body were not spared.

he hates...

Washington.

Justice Building.

Mark sat on the sofa and sipped the bourbon that Justin didn't take with him when he left the office.

really.

Or Justin knows himself.

The minister who had just sent Kate Albert away walked into the office, glanced at Mark who was sitting on the sofa, and said lightly, "Things in London are handled very well."

Mark raised his glass and asked pretending to be puzzled: "You mean that the son of the Home Secretary is a fool. As an inspector of the Anti-Terrorist Command, he not only became friends with terrorists, but was also fooled into thinking that he could harden us. Is this thing?"

Minister Albert, who sat back in the office chair, glanced directly at Mark and said indifferently: "So I say you handled it well."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Mark raised his glass with a very humble expression.

10 minute later.

Mark walked out of the judicial building alone.

The treatment of people is completely incomparable.

Kate Abbott left the minister personally delivered to the door.

Where is Mark?
Could it be that I have become a marginal figure?

Mark was very sad.

He needs to rest for a while to heal his heart disease.

He took out the sick leave approval document signed by Minister Albert directly from his arms.

Click.

finished taking pictures
Then he typed a paragraph, clicked and sent it to a certain FBI deputy director immediately.

Ding dong.

Mark found an empty corner.

disappear in an instant...

(End of this chapter)