I'm a spy in the film

Maybe five minutes passed, maybe longer.

Brian felt like every second was like an age.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see blood flowing down the handle of the knife, dripping onto his chin.

The professor's eyes were wide open as he died, and one could see clearly even through the thick goggles.

Hey, who can help me move the three people off me? I’ll thank him!

Suddenly, Brian thought of a horrible thing.

The man in the black suit who was splashed with the blue potion was pressed on his legs. Would he also be infected by the potion?

I saw what happened to the man in the black suit. Within five seconds after the blue potion was splashed on him, his entire face turned blue and purple, his blood vessels bulged, he was breathing in but not out, and he fell on me.

What kind of horrible poison is this, why is it so toxic?

Did they originally want to pour this potion on themselves?

I am really...

Brian didn't know what to say.

However, if he had to do it all over again, he would still rush in to save Mia, but with the helmeted man.

"What with me?"

The sudden question startled Brian.

But when he saw the familiar helmet, he suddenly relaxed.

If your sphincter hadn't been trained so well that it could be opened and closed freely, you would need to find a pair of pants to change into.

"rice……"

Brian had just uttered a word when he saw the helmeted man raising a finger in front of his helmet, and he immediately stopped talking in understanding.

After the helmeted man removed the three dead bodies from his body and helped him out of the villa, he could no longer hold back and asked:

"Mia, Mia she..."

"Your wife is fine. We would have gotten out long ago. If it weren't for rescuing you, we would have returned to your base!"

Hearing this, Brian finally put his heart back into his stomach.

The helmeted man untied Brian's hands and said, "Go out and meet up with Mia. Be careful not to expose your face to the surveillance. Find a car and go back directly. You don't have to wait for me."

"how about you?"

"There's still some finishing touches to be done here."

After saying that, he ignored Brian and ran into the villa.

Are you kidding? After killing so many people tonight, how can I not collect some interest?

Besides, there are some unusual enemies, such as those seven guys, who knows, there might be some surprises.

And those people who are tied up in the guest rooms, if they are unwilling, should they also be released? Oh, I hate the ending the most!

After half an hour.

A van pickup truck drove out of the villa's underground garage and quickly disappeared on the avenue.

It was Bourne who was driving.

He had changed into a set of overalls and, like a true early working Rioja man, drove his car into a closed auto repair shop.

Don't ask me how I managed to drive the car in without opening the door. At least I left with a lot of money, enough for the repair shop owner to replace the locks and buy the spray paint.

The car circled the street twice before arriving at a block that was not on the main road.

This neighborhood is different from most neighborhoods in Rio. It is clean and tidy, just like a real wealthy neighborhood in New York.

The difference is that in neighborhoods like New York, it is the police who maintain law and order, but here, it is security companies that are armed with guns.

Yes, this is the safest neighborhood in Rio.

If you want to settle down here, in addition to having a clean background and assets worth over 100 million, you must also have a strong backer.

Most of these backers come from abroad, not from within the country.

For a gangster like Reyes who controls almost one-third of the city of Rio, he is only barely qualified to buy a house here, and he has to abide by certain harsh agreements.

But Bourne didn't come here to find Reyes, but to find Vespa.

That’s right, the Golden Circle’s stronghold in Rio is in this neighborhood.

It was a three-story building, and it was Vespa who opened the door.

Ignoring Vespa's resentful look, Bourne walked straight in and closed the door.

"Are you safe here? Let's find a place where we can talk."

"There is a special reception room upstairs. Come with me."

Seeing Bourne's serious expression, Vespa of course knew the importance of the matter and immediately took Bourne upstairs, closed the door, and pressed a switch.

Instantly, a wave lit up and disappeared, and Vesper said, "Okay, all electronic devices here are temporarily out of function, you can talk without worry."

Bourne said nothing, but pulled three test tubes from his pocket and placed them on the velvet pad on the table.

"This, what is this?"

Vespa stood up in surprise and looked at the three tubes of reagents: red, black and green.

These three tubes of reagents gave her the same feeling as the top-grade magic potions brewed by her teacher. Could it be that these were really magic potions?

"Where did you get it?" Vespa asked.

Then she took it back and continued to ask, "Just pretend I didn't tell you, what are the effects of these potions?"

Bourne took a piece of paper and a pen and began to write quickly on the paper.

Vespa looked at what Bourne had written, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Bourne stopped writing, and Vespa asked anxiously, "Why don't you write anymore? Where's the recipe below?"

"Do you think this formula was blown here by the wind?"

Vespa sat back in his seat, calmed down his excitement, and asked in a still trembling voice: "What do you want?"

"Intelligence, your intelligence on the attack on the Holy See."

"It's hard for me to promise you this. Not participating in this attack is a collective decision made by our entire Golden Circle, but we can't easily sell out the information of our allies and buyers."

"The decision is not yours, Vespa. You don't have to worry that I'll get angry. This is just a business deal. You can take these things back to your teacher and try out the effects. If you have made a decision, contact me."

"Also, do me a small favor."

"What's the business? Tell me."

Vespa carefully put the three tubes of potion into a wooden box, along with the piece of paper covered with words, and then asked.

"There's some valuables in that car outside. Can you cash them out for me?"

"Property?" Vespa was a little confused.

This man climbed up from my body and ran away without putting on his clothes, making myself unable to get up or down just to get some money?

How much property could he get in the middle of the night?

Humph, wait until I send these potions back. Next time I see you, I will make sure you can’t get out of bed!

"No problem. We in the Golden Circle have no shortage of channels for handling financial goods. We also have our own trading market. If you want to buy something, you can contact me. However—"

Vespa drawled out his words, pouted his lips, and looked at Bourne provocatively.

"Well--"

As she wished, Bourne gave her a long kiss on the Eiffel Tower.

He has to speed up, because there are people to rescue later!