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Benji privately gave Brandt a nickname, called 'American Conscience'.

He'd never met a softer agent than Brandt, no, man.

Even, in the internal forum of the CIA, there were private discussions that the reason why Chief of Staff Brandt could not become the head of the IMF was because he was too soft-hearted.

For the agents under his command, it is a good thing to have such a soft-hearted boss, because they don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

But for those big shots, ministers who put too much emphasis on the lives of agents and don't put 'mission first' are undoubtedly unqualified.

think about it!

There are many agents who have suffered psychological shadows due to mission failures, but they have psychological shadows because of mission failures that are not due to their own reasons, and they take the initiative to take responsibility, feel guilty, have been guilty for many years, and still want to compensate the 'victims'...

In the whole world, there is probably only one Brandt.

Now, this 'American Conscience' stands in front of Benji.

He put his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, and his expression on his face seemed calm and composed, but in fact, he was embarrassed and uneasy that could be seen through at a glance.

"That...cough cough, Benji." Brandt coughed and looked around, "Can we have dinner together tonight?"

Benji opened his eyes wide and asked in extreme surprise, "Are you dating me?"

"No, no... yes... Dammit!" The staff officer cursed incoherently, "It's nothing else, friends, colleagues, teammates... whatever, come and have a meal with me."

"Oh, alright."

Benji, a little taken aback by Brandt's forceful tone, stammered back.

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"Recently...how is Ethan's?" Brandt asked casually, stirring the coffee in front of him.

Benji stuffed his mouth full with a hamburger, "What the hell? Ethan...he's fine..."

He burped, "Strong and strong like a young man! Full of drive! Legendary agents never grow old!"

The brainless fan Benji waved his arms like shouting slogans.

Brandt covered his face, not wanting to admit that he knew him.

"I mean, he..." Brandt asked, pretending to be nonchalant, "has he been in a relationship lately?"

"What?" Benji stared at Brandt dumbfounded, even forgot to eat the hamburger, "What are you trying to say?

(I fucking want to know what I'm talking about too!!!)

Brandt covered his face again in embarrassment.

He gave up on himself and said at a very fast speed: "I mean, I can introduce him to a few girlfriends. I have seen the resumes they sent, and they are all good girls. Highly educated, working properly, and have a good personality. The face and figure are pretty and on point, I can introduce them to Ethan, let them eat together, drink coffee and chat, then have a kiss, have sex... FUCK!"

Benji froze in his seat at his last curse, not daring to move.

He asked with his eyes: what's wrong with you?

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Brandt picked up the suit jacket that was hanging on the chair, pulled on the sleeves, and called the waiter to pay the bill, while telling Benji, "Forget what I said, just treat me as crazy tonight."

"Oh, ok." Benji stared blankly at the staff officer, just like the tornado in Dubai, coming fiercely and going fiercely.

next moment,

The tech geek's big eyes lit up with a 'ding'.

Forgetting his promise to Brandt to 'forget about it' three seconds ago, he pulled out his phone, tapped line encryption quickly, and dialed Ethan's number.

"Boss, it's me, Benji... oh, it's nothing, no no... don't scold... just... I just found out a big thing... a very shocking big thing..." Benji turned around and looked On the left and right, whispered to the phone mysteriously, and continued to gossip: "I think something is wrong with Brandt..."

"No, no, no, he's fine, he's fine, he's just..." Benji, who had forgotten that he had once given the staff officer a bad idea of ​​'help Ethan find a wife with newer, better functions, more complete functions, and more favorites as a compensation' Brainstorming the big news.

"He's in love with you, boss," he said lyrically, in that operatic mystical tone.

The sound of the phone falling to the ground.

"Are you listening? Boss?" Benji said solemnly, showing his professional analysis (brain) analysis (compensation) skills as an agent: "I have long thought that something is wrong with him. He is very tolerant of you, you got into trouble , he helps you straighten things out (Brandt: Asshole techie, did you fucking forget who ghost-wrote your last report?), and he always looks at you affectionately (Brandt: I'm sorry , sorry!), he asked me today if you have a date (Brandt: I just want to introduce a second spring to the old bachelor), and then he pretended to introduce you to a girlfriend, but the last thing he said was you and When the girl wants to go to bed, he swears and walks away (Brandt: I just can't stand being like a pimp). You see, he loves you so much (Brandt: shit) and struggles (Brandt: shit), so painful (Brandt: shit)."

"I think, boss, you should make it clear to him...Brandt is a good man, he deserves a good man, and I don't want to see him hurt." Benji's tone was sincere.

But Ethan on the other end of the phone probably dropped the line in fright, this is really... really... unimaginable!

"Boss, boss?"

"Okay, I get it." Ethan's tone still sounded normal, but whether his inner world was turbulent, stormy and windy, everyone didn't know.

However, we can try to believe in the professionalism of a legendary agent. No matter how exciting and intense things happen, he can still handle everything calmly and calmly.