I'm a spy in the film

After leaving the Warrens' residence, Bourne opened the car window and let the cool breeze blowing in to sober up his hot head.

Today's trip was not in vain. Not only did I complete the task assigned by the bureau, but I also solved a big problem of my own.

From now on, as long as you control the absorption of light and dark energy each time and do not exceed your limit, you can continue to absorb it after the Tai Chi diagram has digested all the absorbed energy into your own energy, without worrying about the previous imbalance of energy in your body.

This unique skill of mine is truly a must-have for killing people at home, traveling, or otherwise!

As for the holy covenant that can instinctively influence your own thoughts, humph, I will fleece you of all the wool when I return to Washington!

Bourne slapped the steering wheel excitedly, and the POLO honked sharply, which could be heard far away on the quiet street.

It was already two o'clock in the morning. It seemed like he had done a lot of things at the Warrens' house, but in fact it had only taken an hour and a half. Moreover, he had arrived half an hour earlier. Therefore, he still had plenty of time tonight and had plenty of time to consider how to accommodate Norman and the other two.

If all else fails, then go to the library that Samantha mentioned. Well, Phoenix is ​​only twelve years old, and children should read more. So of course her guardian should follow her, no problem!

I just wonder how they are doing now? Has Hernandez arrived? Has he set out for the library?

……

Not to mention the name of Motor City and Ghost Town, Detroit is located between Lake Erie and Lake Huron, and is adjacent to the Mississippi River, with extremely convenient transportation and shipping.

Therefore, although Detroit has declined in the past few decades, its northeastern dock area still remains quite prosperous. What's more, there is an underground tunnel directly connected to the Maple Leaf Country - the Windsor Tunnel, and the entrance is also here.

This has made the large area of ​​northeast Detroit a gathering place for wealthy people and the cultural and economic center of Detroit.

On a small hill less than 2 kilometers away from Lake Huron, there is a tall building, which is a library.

This library is said to be a global chain. It is very large and has a large collection of books. However, its location is not very good and it is a bit remote. It also has a membership system, so not many people come here.

Especially late at night, there is even less people around.

In a parking lot not far from the library, there was a turned-off Ford F150 parked quietly, inconspicuous at all.

In the driver's cab, Hernandez and Phoenix, two women, one big and one small, were looking through the car window at seven or eight black SUVs that suddenly drove up and stopped in front of the library. Twenty or thirty men in black suits with weapons in their hands and a ferocious look rushed out of the cars and surrounded the library entrance.

"Bourne, are you here yet?"

Fernandez leaned over and quietly called Bourne:

"Five more minutes?

Well, be careful when you come. A group of people are now surrounding the gate of the library. They are all holding weapons. We are fine. We are in the parking lot south of the library and we didn't get out of the car. Yes, there are three of us. Norman hasn't woken up yet. Okay, we will be careful not to be discovered by those people.

Wait, I know who these people are. The leader is called Virgil. I have seen him. He is the nephew of the hairy bear man McAlester!

OK, OK, that's it! "

After hanging up the phone, Hernandez turned around and pulled back De Phoenix, who was clinging to the window and looking out with his head half-sticking out, and scolded him in a low voice:

"Phoenix, I said, don't..."

But before she could finish her words, the situation outside changed again.

The door of the library opened and a group of men in black suits rushed in. Soon, the sound of gunfire was heard.

What is this? The fight started straight away?

The two women in the car were a little dumbfounded. Is this the refuge or safe house that Bourne mentioned? It doesn't look very safe!

On the other side, Bourne also stepped on the accelerator and drove the small Polo car with the effect of F1.

In less than two minutes, Bourne arrived at the parking lot Fernandez mentioned and saw her Raptor and the Suburbans lying in front of the church.

After hastily stopping the car, Bourne rushed to the door of the library, where a fierce fight was going on.

This library looks three stories high from the outside, but it only has one story inside. The spacious hall is filled with bookshelves, all filled with books.

Now, the battle inside should have ended. Amidst the flying confetti, a dozen burly men in black suits were surrounding a young man with a ramen haircut and were heading towards the door. On the man's shoulders, a little girl in a bright yellow down jacket was being carried.

It was Emily. Wasn't she with Phoenix and the others? Why was she here? And was she caught?

At this time, the group of men in black suits also saw Bourne blocking the door.

"who are you?"

The one walking in front was a big guy who was about two meters and two meters tall. He was holding a hammer as thick as an adult's arm in his hand, which was quite scary.

"Let that girl go!"

As soon as Bourne finished speaking, he dodged a shot from the opposite side.

Damn it, these people really need a lesson.

Bourne immediately stopped holding back and rushed into the crowd of people in black suits.

Restricted skills: Clit kick, activate!

For a moment, Bourne's figure turned into several afterimages, and his kicked legs turned into leg shadows all over the sky, instantly covering the few men in black suits walking in front.

“Ouch! Ouch!”

"Fuck, asshole!"

"Suka BuLei!"

……

There were shouts of cursing, cries of pain and gasps of shock. In less than a minute, the dozen or so men in black suits who were walking sideways collapsed to the ground with their legs clamped together, without even the strength to make a sound.

Only the big guy holding the hammer was hugging a bookshelf tightly with his arms outstretched. His face was pressed against the wooden partition on the side of the bookshelf, and a foot in a sneaker was stepping on the back of his neck.

"Yeah, that's the situation. It's just a little trouble. Yes, the couple has agreed. Yes, the husband is an ordinary person. Only... OK, OK, I'll go back now."

Bourne hung up the phone, feeling a little depressed. He could finally go back, but he was still not allowed to go back to New York and had to go back to Washington first.

Without noticing, I stepped hard -

"Gaba"

"Ah, my neck is broken..."

"Don't scream. Can you still speak with a broken neck? Tell me, who are you?"

As he spoke, Bourne exerted a little force on his toes, and the big guy was about to let out a scream, but it turned into a whimper at his lips, and his body was shaking with pain. He held the bookshelf tightly with both hands, for fear that any big movement would anger the evil star behind him, portraying him as helpless, weak, and pitiful.

It was not until the pain subsided a little and he knew that the person behind him asked him to speak that the big guy said tremblingly:

"We are Boss McAlester's men. His son was murdered. Some people say the murderer is hiding in this library. Boss McAlester sent his nephew Virgil to bring us here to catch the murderer."

Sure enough, it was all Samantha's fault. This group of people were the same group of killers who died in the underground parking lot.

This is trouble!