I'm a spy in the film

Tonight is long and exciting for many people.

But in Bourne's case, it ends in an erotic way.

The most luxurious Copacabana Hilton Hotel in Rio is our final stop for tonight.

Even though he was wrapped tightly from head to toe 20 minutes ago, he was now naked taking a bath in the extra-large bathtub in the luxury suite.

The hot water washed away all the fatigue in my body, a pair of soft white hands gently kneaded and massaged my shoulders, and there was a fresh fruit plate and fragrant wine on the coffee table next to the bathtub.

"This is life!"

After drinking the wine that was passed to him, Bourne let out a sigh.

What kind of life has he been living these days? Compared to now, the past few months have been like a refugee.

"Chichi."

The beautiful woman in front of him chuckled and said softly, "Who made you the Holy Son? Don't you always say that with great power comes great responsibility?"

Bourne suddenly had an idea in his mind, as if a thread had connected all the events of the night, and blurted out:

"It's you! Those drugs are not the results of any research institute at all. You deliberately leaked them out and let others get them! No, this is a play directed and acted by you. You sold the virus to the SPECTRE, but you made it look like you were robbed!"

The other person's expression was surprised for a moment, but then he relaxed.

It turned out that he was the man she chose. His thinking was so quick. I really love him!

Vespa's eyes moved, his smile spread, and his muscles tightened even more.

Bourne frowned and said, "What on earth are you going to do? That thing is very dangerous!"

Avoiding the kiss from Vespa, he continued unhappily:

"I've read the report on this virus by the defecting professor. The mortality rate is almost 100%! You actually developed such a dangerous virus. I'm considering whether I still want to cooperate with you."

"It's not that serious!"

Vespa put his arms around Bourne's neck and whispered in his ear:

“The teachers cast a special spell on it. If it is sealed in a test tube, it will be fine. However, once the activation code is changed and it comes into contact with the air, the virus will quickly become inactivated over time.

If someone were to take a genetically coded virus and release it into a crowded area, nothing would happen except that a large number of people would catch a cold.”

Bourne was a little stunned.

Spectre, CIA, MI6, and even his own FBI, among other intelligence organizations, have spent huge amounts of manpower, material resources, and financial resources. What on earth have they done?

Grab a copy of the cold virus?

"You guys in Golden Circle are using fake viruses to deceive people, so buyers won't protest?"

"hehe!"

Vespa sneered, "Any buyer who dared to ask us to return the goods would have died long ago!"

Bourne was speechless.

These witches really lack professional ethics!

You say they are evil?

They don't take kindly to people destroying each other's worlds.

You say they are kind?

Haha! The skeletons in the large graves on the island probably wouldn't agree.

"Oh, stop talking! Holy Son, let's hurry up, I have to catch a six o'clock flight in the morning!"

Vespa twisted her body and rubbed it gently, causing the petals-filled water in the bathtub to ripple slightly.

"Oh! That's right."

Vespa suddenly woke up from his confusion and said nervously:

"I forgot to tell you something important!"

She stuck out her tongue sheepishly and explained, "I missed you so much. Since you left, I couldn't do any experiments... Wait, let's get down to business first - Bourne, you're in danger!"

Bourne raised his eyebrows. If his vitals had not been controlled, he would have retorted:

Girl, are you exaggerating?

“Don’t think I’m exaggerating!

Do you know? The Vatican has been too high-profile this time, causing dissatisfaction among many organizations. As far as we know, several major forces such as the Dark Council, the Blood Clan, and the Voodoo Cult are preparing to launch a terrorist attack in Rio. The main target is you, the candidates for the Son of God. You must be careful! "

Without making any movement, Vespa suddenly took a breath and took a long time to calm down before continuing:

"Many notorious mercenaries and assassin teams have received orders, and some organizations have also tried to get us to join them. However, we neither agree nor disagree with this matter. We only sell things, hehe!"

"Don't you worry about me? If I come across those powerful potions of yours, I'll die!"

"Don't worry!" Vespa leaned close to him and said emotionally:

"The potions with the most lethality on the island are kept under strict custody. Without the consent of five or more elders, they cannot be taken out. The ones sold are those that spread quickly but are not too toxic. And we usually have the corresponding sustained-release agents ready. If there is an outbreak of this virus somewhere, we guarantee that a local doctor will be lucky enough to find an antidote quickly, and don't even think of throwing dirty water on us."

Bourne put half his heart back into his stomach.

Although he had no confidence in the ethics of these generally paranoid female wizard groups, if they were women, he could still trust them a little.

After all, they are now husband and wife.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

As soon as Bourne answered the phone, the sound of bullets whistling and shells exploding came from the microphone.

Of course Bourne could tell that this was not a movie or TV show, but a real attack.

who can that be?

Bourne quickly filtered through his mind all the people he knew who might go to the battlefield, but basically no one matched his name.

Moreover, from the other end of the phone, there was a constant sound of clanging and whistling wind.

This is on the train!

Finally, the sound of gunfire became quieter, or the owner of the phone had left the battlefield and was moving away quickly.

"Hello, Bourne, this is Duran."

A deep and magnetic young man's voice came over.

It was Duran who was selected as a candidate for the Son of Texas together with Bourne.

Weren't they going to fly to Rio a week before the end of the season? Why did they seem to be on a train now?

"We were on the train and were attacked just now!" Duran said briefly: "Bourne, are you in Rio now?"

"Yes, I've only been in Rio for less than a week! Don't you have a chartered plane? Why did you take the train? Who attacked you? Is anyone injured?"

"Hahaha, of course not, we killed all the attackers!"

Duran's hearty laughter infected Vespa, and his originally tearful expression now became a little angry and curious.

"Bourne, I have to thank you too! If it weren't for you, if it were us before the trial, I would probably be the only one who would survive, and everyone else would have to return to the arms of God!"