Bro, you are a policeman, not a thug

A woman walks into the apartment complex.

She has long blonde hair and wears tight jeans and a fashionable winter top, showing the vitality and confidence of European and American women in their thirties.

When the Eye of Insight fell on her, Xiao Mu frowned.

Her hair is fake, her eyelashes are fake, her pupils are fake, even her face is fake.

When she walked, her legs were very steady and strong.

These are legs that have been through years of training and have extremely stable lower body.

Her gait and posture seemed elegant, but the gleam in her eyes was sharp.

His eyeballs moved from time to time, alert to his surroundings.

The reason why it attracted Xiao Mu's attention.

Because this woman actually gave him a sense of 'danger'.

Of course, this doesn't refer to her as a person.

But there was something about her that posed a threat to him.

When the woman appeared, Xiao Mu sensed as many as a dozen auras appearing outside the apartment area.

Not a soldier, not a policeman, maybe... special forces?

Top secret service!

Xiao Mu's expression was slightly solemn as he watched the woman enter the apartment building where Matthew lived.

I took the elevator, then walked out of the elevator on the sixth floor and walked towards Matthew's house.

Sudden.

The voice came from the headset, "After analyzing and scanning the woman's face, it was confirmed that she is the secretary in charge of the Secret Intelligence Department of MI5, Bei Beila!"

MI5?

Xiao Mu's expression froze for a moment.

There is a joke in the world.

Many people are saying that John Bull's MI5 should be called MI5 'Beast'.

What this means is that the people in this intelligence agency are worse than livestock.

It is a well-known base camp for useless agents!

The most bizarre thing is coming.

As an intelligence agency, MI5 does not have the power of arrest.

Therefore, they generally cooperate with the police in every action they take, whether at home or abroad.

Doesn’t it look funny?

But... only those who know the business will know how terrifying MI5 is.

Wilson's phone-hacking scandal, the Downing Street 10 incident...

This is an intelligence agency that has gone crazy and even dared to eavesdrop on Prime Minister John Bull.

Dick or not?

Now the Secretary in Charge of MI5's Secret Intelligence Service appeared.

And he was wearing a disguised face.

It's not fake, because in the eyes of many people, her face is real.

No one except the head of MI5's secret intelligence service had ever seen her true face.

She also has a very funny nickname...Scorpion Fatale!

Xiao Mu's pupils contracted.

I heard the sound of a door opening.

Matthew meets Bebela!

Shaking hands, saying hello...the two walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

One from MI5 and the other from MI6.

One is considered a senior executive and the other is an ordinary employee.

People from John Bull's two major intelligence departments actually met in secret.

It would be interesting if this were exposed!

suddenly.

Beibei La said, "Is there any coffee?"

"Not yet," Matthew replied.

"What if I want to drink?"

"No."

"hehe!"

"..."

There was another brief silence.

"Coffee with four sugar cubes."

Beibela spoke again.

Matthew was silent for a while, then he stood up and went to the water dispenser to make a cup of coffee.

After walking back, he put the coffee in front of Beibei La, opened the sugar jar, picked up a piece of sugar with a pair of tongs, and put it into the coffee cup.

1块、2块、3块、4块……5块！

Beibei's face changed, her heart beat wildly, and she looked at the coffee cup coldly, "I said, I want coffee with 4 sugar cubes."

"Excuse me."

Matthew smiled, "Put one more piece."

Beibei La stared at the coffee cup motionlessly, as if she was hesitating about something, or thinking about something.

About a minute.

Beibei La raised her hand, picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip.

Seeing this scene, Matthew breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on his face, "It tastes good, right?"

"It is too sweet."

Beibei La put down the coffee cup and stared at him coldly, "It will kill people."

"It's ok."

Matthew continued to smile, "That's what you want to drink, isn't it?"

Beibei La was silent, slowly stood up, and walked towards the apartment door.

Matthew stood up and saw him off and opened the door.

They didn't have any more conversation.

Beibei La left without looking back...

……

Xiao Mu narrowed his eyes.

Those conversations are still lingering in my mind...

Four candies or five candies?

Is coffee really coffee?

Thoughts are boiling and reasoning is going crazy.

Almost instantly, a sneer appeared on Xiao Mu's face.

Coffee = something?

Sugar = money?

Beibela wanted the item and offered a price of four pieces of candy.

Matthew gave the price of five pieces of candy?

Finally, Beibei La drank the coffee and agreed to the price.

One of the supervisor’s secretaries can be present in person, while the other can also be the supervisor’s agent.

This was the 'deal' between the heads of the two intelligence agencies.

As for the price...don't talk about millions or tens of millions.

At least it should be in '100 million', right?

Pounds... Xiao Mu's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

If it is really worth 500 million, what would it be?

To put it mildly.

Five hundred million pounds is enough to buy ten nuclear warheads.

Xiao Mu still remembers an old saying in Long Country: How can you do business without making money?

This means that the person behind Beibeila will at least make double, or even several times more, of their money.

Do you dare to imagine what this thing could be?

The reason why we don’t say it clearly is because we are all in the intelligence business.

Why talk about something that can be solved with a cup of 'coffee' and 'sugar cube'?

Even if others find out about it, they don't need to admit anything.

And behind both sides stands John Bull’s intelligence agency.

With powerful figures supporting them, who would dare to torture them and force them to say anything?

So they said everything and nothing!

This thing is what Bao Zhiwen wants too... Xiao Mu's face was solemn.

There is a problem.

Why is Bao Zhiwen so confident that he can get the things?

Sudden.

Xiao Mu heard Matthew making a phone call.

Connected in five seconds.

The voice of the 'supervisor' was heard.

"coming?"

"coming."

"hehe."

"She left without saying anything."

"Ok?"

"He didn't tell me when he would come next time, nor did he tell me where we would meet next time."

"..."

"what should I do?"

"Just continue to stay home."

"What if she wants coffee?"

"Pour it for her, and don't forget to ask her to put sugar in it."

"it is good!"

……

Xiao Mu's eyes were half open and half closed.

There is no stated time for the transaction, but it could happen at any time.

If Beibela shows up and asks for something, the thing will appear.

But you have to pay...

This is the content of the conversation between Matthew and the supervisor!

However, an unexpected scene appeared again.

Beibei La, who was about to leave the apartment complex, suddenly stopped.

He turned around and walked back to the apartment area and entered the apartment building where Matthew lived.

feint?

Xiao Mu's face changed.

The show is about to begin!