I'm a spy in the film

"Is it him, Senior Sister?"

Bourne asked uncertainly, because the young man was wearing only a white vest and shorts besides his dressing gown.

Of course, it is normal to wear this as home clothes at night, but it is a bit eye-catching if you run out on the street in broad daylight. What's more, you are running out of breath, but you keep your hands in your pockets. Indeed, when it comes to showing off, you have no rivals!

Bourne chuckled and joked, "Sister, your boyfriend is a very confident person. May I ask which mental hospital he works in?"

"He's a programmer, just a bit of a homebody. I don't see him having any mental problems, right?"

Chen Ying was also a little confused, but after all, he was the boyfriend she found herself, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it. She glanced at Bourne with her single eyelids and said unhappily, "Just sit in your seat and watch how I dump him!"

However, before she could recall a few useful classic breakup lines from the few romantic movies she had seen, her ex-boyfriend Miles had already rushed to a position two meters in front of the car with his hands in his pockets.

His eyes were shining and he kept shouting "Nova, Nova". Without opening the door, he jumped up on the spot like a vicious dog jumping into shit, dived into the car through the open window, and fell headfirst into the passenger seat.

"Nova?"

Bourne looked at his senior sister with strange eyes.

Chen Ying knew what Bourne was wondering about without turning around, and explained calmly, "We are in an online relationship, it's just a nickname, what's so strange about that! Oh, God, Miles, what are you doing?"

Miles had already retracted his two hairy legs that were stuck in the window into the car and quickly adjusted his body posture. During this time, his tiger-head slippers almost stepped on Chen Ying's face, making her scream in anger.

"Sorry I'm late!" Miles gasped and apologized immediately, not noticing his girlfriend's hesitant expression.

The next second, Miles turned his head and looked out the window and screamed as if he had discovered something terrible: "Shit, go, drive!"

Bourne looked in the direction of his gaze. At the end of the park path, a punk girl with heavy smoky makeup was walking towards him slowly. She seemed to be carrying an "RPG" on her shoulder.

Bourne hurriedly shouted: "Senior Sister, hurry up, there is danger!"

Chen Ying was puzzled, but he still stepped on the accelerator subconsciously. The small Smart turned happily and drove away.

Just before leaving, Bourne caught a quick glance and saw that the punk girl was installing the warhead on the launcher.

"Phew, that was close!" times 2

The two men in the car said in unison.

"You guys, what's going on?"

Chen Ying was driving and glanced at them in surprise.

"Didn't you see?" times 2

They said it in unison again, and at this moment, they seemed to remember something and greeted each other.

"Hello, I'm Miles, Nova's boyfriend." Miles turned his head and gave a sincere smile to Bourne who was sitting in the back seat.

"Hello, Bourne, Nova's colleague!"

Bourne responded with an equally enthusiastic smile and stretched out his right hand, but there was something inexplicable in his smile.

"Uh, sorry, I'm not very comfortable shaking hands right now."

Miles' smile turned into embarrassment and he didn't reach out.

After taking a few glances at the street behind through the rear window, Miles shrank back again, feeling relieved.

"So, Miles, you called me here just to see you running around without pants on?"

"No pants?"

Miles looked at his crotch in surprise, and sure enough, "Oh, yes, yes, my apartment is on fire, and I didn't bring my keys..."

"That's enough, Miles!"

"laugh--"

Chen Ying slammed on the brakes, causing the two men in the car to involuntarily fall forward.

"Boom!" times 2

"Ouch!" times 2

Chen Ying stared at Miles and said, "Miles, stop deceiving each other. We all need to move on and make new friends, just like-"

She looked towards Bourne in the back row.

What do you mean? Senior sister, why are you looking at me?

I don’t have the habit of eating grass near my own backyard!

Bourne shook his head quickly.

Chen Ying glared at Bourne and continued, "Like you, staying at home all day, do you have the chance to meet new people?"

"Well, I did meet a few new friends, like Nix and some other people from Skim..."

Bourne suddenly waved his hand to interrupt Miles and asked seriously, "Miles, have you joined Skim? Is that why you were walking on the street with two guns to intimidate the patrolmen?"

Skizm is an underground online live streaming platform that promotes violence, murder, and abuse and is being cracked down by the New York FBI. This platform was popular more than a decade ago, but at that time it was just pictures with texts. It was cracked down by the FBI at the time and disappeared.

A few months ago, after a series of bank robberies in New York, this platform suddenly reappeared, and their anchors were involved in several murders.

Of course the NYPD couldn't solve the case, so they had to hand it over to the FBI. The FBI, which had freed up its hands, was also conducting a "net clearing" operation. Skim was one of the major cases that Bourne and his team had been investigating recently.

Unfortunately, Keith, the black girl with the best computer skills in the group, was from Team 1. Team 2 tried their best but couldn't find any information about this platform. Unexpectedly, they found a clue here.

"Skeem? You actually joined Skem!"

Chen Ying was furious. There was a case committed by Skim in the area where her police station was responsible. The victim was a young ballet dancer. When she handed over the case to the FBI, she wanted to...

"No, I'm not, I didn't!"

Miles yelled, "They broke into my house and beat me up. I just cursed them out online, and they found my apartment, knocked me out, and nailed this on my hand!"

As he spoke, Miles took his hands out of his pajama pockets, where they had been kept inserted. Two Glock 34s were in his palms, with the muzzles pointed directly at Chen Ying opposite him.

"Oh, you lunatic!"

In a hurry, Chen Ying took out a handful of anti-wolf spray from somewhere and was about to spray it into Miles' eyes, but at the critical moment, Bourne slapped him away and stopped him, saying:

"Wait a minute, Senior Sister, Miles's pistol is mounted on his hand, he can't take it off!"

But in order to prevent the gun from accidentally going off and injuring his senior sister, Bourne held Miles' wrists tightly and forced the muzzles of both guns to point towards the roof of the car.

"Oh, be gentle, my wrist hurts!" Miles said with tears in his eyes.

At this time, Chen Yingcai noticed that the Glock 34 held by Miles with both hands was not only covered with graffiti and scratches on the gun body, but also had an electronic round counter connected to the magazine, and the display screen was tied to Miles' forearm.

What terrified her the most was that these two Glocks were not held by Miles himself, but were forcibly fixed in his hands by someone who used rivets to pierce Miles' palms and finger bones!

Bourne also noticed this early on and felt that there was something fishy, ​​so he stopped her from using the pepper spray.

"What's going on? Tell me now!"

Chen Yingfeng narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her slender willow-shaped eyebrows.

"I want to see the police first, the real police! Nova, you have to believe me, I'm doing this for your own good. You don't know how many of them there are in this city, they're everywhere!"

Miles looked a little horrified, as if he was thinking of some bad experience.

"Police? Humph!"

Chen Ying casually reached under the driving seat and held a shiny police badge in her palm. She opened her wallet and what appeared was a photo of Chen Ying in police uniform.

"What? Aren't you a nurse in the hospital? You have been lying to me!" Miles opened his mouth in surprise and his eyes widened.

"Ahem, the pharmacy is owned by my second master, and I occasionally go there to work part-time, so how can I not be considered a nurse?"

Chen Ying ignored Bourne's surprised look, his expression unchanged, and responded casually.

Bourne frowned, feeling that he had missed some important information. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him, and he thought of the analysis of Skim's live video at the bureau:

Skim likes to use drones with cameras as filming tools, which can reduce the impact of terrain and tracking inconvenience while maintaining picture clarity, and can also capture first-hand information without being noticed.

In order to maintain high-definition images and attract more people to watch, they will install another set of high-definition cameras under the drone. They usually use tape to fix the cameras.

The FBI has obtained such a drone, but there are countless people in New York who use drone photography every day. Trying to find clues in this regard is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so the bureau is not considering this for the time being.

But it did not prevent Bourne from observing through the car window. Sure enough, seven or eight meters behind the roof of their car, a small drone was following closely in the air.