I'm a spy in the film

Happy time is always short.

In a flash, the ten-day period was up.

Bourne and Bryce did not leave immediately, but stayed on the island for a few more days.

It wasn't that the witches suddenly had a change of heart or were excited to see the prey, but that they were waiting for a cruise ship to take Bourne and the others to Rio.

Although he could no longer read those books during the few extra days of waiting, it did not prevent Bourne from reviewing what he had learned in the past few days.

Especially that pace.

Bryce is a great sparring partner.

For this purpose, the thoughtful Vespa specially prepared a batch of rubber bullets so that Bryce could indulge in his desire to "torture his master".

Finally it was time to part ways.

Although Bourne is very nostalgic for this kind of fairy-like life with no tasks, no coercion, only beautiful women as companions, and progress just around the corner.

However, with only a month and a half left until the deadline to Rio, he must hurry.

Who knows what else might happen?

After all, he happened to encounter a plane crash. Bourne was very suspicious whether he was cursed by bad luck, just like the unlucky female agent in Boston.

When leaving, Bourne, who had nothing, had nothing to give as gifts, so he gave two of the three snake eggs to each of the two girls who had been with him for many days.

Although these three snake eggs are usually stored in the space, Bourne takes them out every day and uses the Gate of All Wonders to supply them with vitality.

And these three snake eggs are worthy of being the offspring of the super giant white snake. They accepted and absorbed all the huge life energy sent by Bourne.

But there is still a difference.

Two prefer life energy with dark attributes, and one prefers life energy with water elements.

The two snake eggs sent by Bourne both like dark energy, which is consistent with the attributes of Vespa and Carrie.

Bourne could feel that the snake egg he left behind was about to hatch, so he did not put it back into the storage space. Instead, he placed it in a special bag together with the Holy Covenant and the Book of Whispers.

Hard work always pays off, especially when the recipients of your hard work are two rich girls.

The reward is a Beneteau Silva luxury yacht worth more than one million.

The yacht has two floors and three rooms, each with an independent bathroom, and can accommodate up to 9 people.

All in all, Bourne was satisfied.

Not only did driving this yacht improve his basic driving skills by 2 percentage points, which had already reached the state of integration, but also because the driving experience of this yacht was very good.

Not to mention, Carrie and Vespa thoughtfully prepared a large amount of food and drinks on the yacht.

Right now, Bryce is cooking steaks on the grill on the back deck.

Haha, Bourne finally understood why so many rich people like to drive yachts.

The feeling of cutting through the waves on the sea is so beautiful.

"At this rate, we can reach Rio in two days, and we only need to resupply once along the way."

Bryce came up behind Bourne with a steak in his left hand and a bottle of wine in his right hand and said.

"Yes, who would have thought that half a month ago, we were still trekking through the rain forest."

Bourne took what Bryce was holding, handed him the console, and answered.

After taking a bite of the steak, he praised:

"Mm, it tastes good, Bryce, if you retire, you can become a chef!"

Bryce laughed and said:

"You know, my original dream was to be a chef. For this reason, I went to France to study for half a year."

Bourne was surprised: "Oh, then how did you become a bodyguard? Not only is it hard, but sometimes your life is in danger!"

“In the capital of romance, I met a woman who was in the same chef training school as me.

I thought I could open a restaurant with her in a small town in Europe after graduation, but I didn't expect that she was an undercover agent sent by Interpol!"

"..."

Bourne laughed dryly and changed the subject:

"Your mission is about to be completed. How do you feel, Mr. New Three-Star Top Bodyguard?"

"Mr. Bourne, the mission is not over yet!"

"It's only two days. Our trip has been full of disasters. Nothing will happen!"

"Wait a minute - Mr. Bourne, look, what is that floating on the sea? Is it an airplane?"

“Drive over and take a look!”

Bryce: "Boss, I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like we're going to get into trouble again!"

Bourne: "...I feel the same way. I also feel like there are people I know on that plane! Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up. The plane is going to sink!"

A few minutes later.

When the two men drove the yacht to the sea where the crashed plane fell, only a little bit of the right wing tip of the CL-415 firefighting and rescue aircraft painted with a shark head was left above the water.

All other aircraft sank into the sea.

Bryce drove the yacht around the plane twice on the water, but didn't see anyone showing up. He could only shake his head and say:

"It's been 5 minutes, it's over, there's no hope!"

Bourne nodded in agreement.

No one can hold their breath underwater for more than five minutes.

Amazon has its own system, do others have it?

Suddenly, the boat shook.

Bryce turned around suddenly, holding a pistol in his palm, pointing the muzzle at the two people on the rear deck who were climbing onto the boat from the water.

One of them was a guy with a shiny bald head.

"Hey, man, come on, we are from the Environmental Protection Organization, our plane has crashed, can you take us to the nearest dock?"

The bald man only climbed halfway.

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, he had to stop moving, raise his hands high, and rely only on the strength of his abdomen to keep himself upright.

A female companion next to him was in trouble. Her hands slipped and she fell into the sea again.

He happened to be riding on the neck of another middle-aged man with a ramen-like haircut below, and the two of them fell back into the sea together.

"Rob!"

Bourne turned around, pressed the gun in Bryce's hand, and smiled.

"Bourne! What are you doing here?"

Hear familiar voices and see familiar people.

The bald man Rob was shocked, but also relieved.

He knew that he and his companions were saved!

Sure enough, the next moment, he was pulled onto the deck by a big hand.

His two colleagues also ran down the rope ladder and got on the boat.

A few minutes later.

The three people who fell into the water changed into the casual beach clothes kindly provided by Bryce - a three-piece set of vest, shorts and slippers. They sat on the sofa behind the cockpit, eating freshly grilled steaks and drinking red wine.

"Let me introduce you. This is my colleague, pilot James McReady."

Rob first pointed at the middle-aged man with a ramen head and a bitter face and introduced him.

"Hello! You can call me Mark, that's what they all call me." Mark nodded to Bourne in thanks.

"This, is Rigas, our mechanic."

The young woman wrapped in a blanket stretched out her hands excitedly, grabbed the hand that Bourne handed over the wine glass, and refused to let go, saying:

"You, are the one, Mr. Bourne! I'm your biggest fan!"