"Looking for me?" The agent named Henry turned his head. He had short black hair and was not tall.
"Yes," the staff member responsible for delivering the message nodded and handed over a key and a piece of paper, "The supervisor asked you to go here."
"OK."
Henry did not ask why the supervisor did not explain this matter to him personally, because he knew very well that the staff in front of him were actually people from the same organization as him.
Hydra.
As an agent specially sent by Hydra this time, Henry is of course very good. In the CIA, his original department was the IMF... He was also the one who pretended to be Yin Sen and killed his teammates and put the blame on Yin Sen.
Soon, Henry, who had completed the formalities, left the base and came to the target location. After scouting around, he opened the door with the key and went in. He quickly discovered the base director Conn.
"Why not meet directly inside the base? Such coincident departure times are likely to leave traces." Henry frowned and said.
"It's not safe inside the base. With the strength of the defense of those guys, I doubt the confidentiality inside the base. Maybe the walls have ears." Conn shook his head. He was a middle-aged man in a suit, about the same height as Henry.
"Especially when Yinsen Hunter is likely to look for opportunities to come back for revenge, we must be more cautious."
"Ha, Yinsen Hunter, I just made him look like a lost dog running away." Henry smiled disdainfully.
As an IMF agent, although his true identity is Hydra, Henry will not be content to live under others for a long time. However, even with the assistance provided by Hydra in certain tasks, he has not been able to become like Yin Sen.
Kingsman.
Henry, who had never seen Yin Sen in action, was of course never convinced by this. He had been hoping that one day he would be able to find a place to prove everything, and this time he finally succeeded, forcing Yin Sen to flee easily.
After hearing about Escape's record, he didn't take it seriously at all.
"If he was just a lost dog, how could he cause so much trouble to Hydra?" Conn objected.
"Who knows, maybe our people are more vulnerable, or there is a traitor or something," Henry said.
"...You're right, there must be a traitor." Conn thought for a while and nodded.
"So you came to me this time to tell me something..." Henry said as he turned around, and when he saw Conn's movements in front of him, he froze in place.
"Of course I want you to explain something." Conn said and fired.
Unable to react, to be precise, Henry was completely in a state of confusion. He never thought that Kang An in front of him would shoot him!
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The "bullet" shot out was not a fatal, hot metal bullet, but an anesthesia needle. The needle was inserted into Henry's neck. The liquid in the medicine chamber connected to the needle was pushed in under the action of inertia.
It started to work in an instant, but Henry, who originally wanted to resist, suddenly found that his whole body became weak, and he collapsed to the ground helplessly in just three seconds.
"What did you do to me?!" Henry couldn't help shouting in horror, "Why did you do this? Are you the traitor?!"
"With your IQ, how can you have the nerve to say something bad about me?" Conn said, reaching out to grab his own face and pulling hard.
Of course he's not crazy - what "Conn" pulled off was a tightly wrapped simulated hood!
Her half-long brown-blond hair spread out, revealing another face underneath.
"It's you, Yin Sen Hunter!" Henry's eyes widened.
"It's me," Yin Sen nodded, took out a bundle of hemp rope three fingers thick, and tied up the defenseless Henry to prevent any accidents.
"The potion tastes good, huh? It's a useful thing I got from a new friend I just met. It won't make you lose consciousness. On the contrary, you will be very clear, but your body functions will be lost in a short time. Isn’t it amazing that I can’t control the movement of my limbs, but can still beat my heart, think, and speak?
Of course, this is not the most useful part of this potion. Can you guess where it is most useful?”
Yin Sen said, and without waiting for Henry to answer, he asked: "How old are you?"
"38." Henry replied subconsciously.
"Identity? In the Hydra organization."
"Hydra's fifth-level undercover spy agent...what exactly did you do to me!" Henry still answered subconsciously, and was completely shocked when he finally realized what he was doing.
"Look, this is the biggest effect of this medicine. The truth serum is administered while you are conscious." Yin Sen removed the magazine from the gun in his hand and showed Henry the injection inside. "The effect of each shot lasts at least Two hours, of course, will depend on your physical fitness, but it doesn’t matter, we still have four rounds left in total, which is enough for us to have a wonderful time!”
Yin Sen said with undisguised anger and joy on his face.
The anger stems from the fact that his partner was killed by Henry, and the pleasure naturally comes from the fact that he treated the other person with his own treatment, using Henry's method of framing him to deceive and capture Henry, and now he can also concoct it at will. .
As he said, there is still plenty of time.
…
Compared with Yin Sen's slightly more tricky approach, Bond's approach is much more direct and violent.
He directly relied on his well-equipped skills to quickly break into the MI6 base, and killed all the Hydra spies whose identities he had learned through various eavesdropping tools during this period. The most outstanding one was the one who cut melons and vegetables. No man's land!
God knows how he did all this, whether it was identifying everyone's identities, or single-handedly getting through MI6's defenses and coming and going freely... or on the basis of a purely mortal body!
But if you think about it carefully, there is no problem. After all, he is Bond, James Bond, the legendary agent 007!
It seems to have become common sense that 007 can complete any task without any problems... and he has also practiced this common sense with his legendary experience.
Compared with Yin Sen's ingenuity and ease in using props and treating others in his own way, and Bond's domineering unparalleled killing power, Red Sparrow and Anna seem a bit ordinary. After all, Red Sparrow is an agent. At that time, the main thing he cultivated was physical temptation, and Anna, as a killer, was injured and could not recover.
But the protagonist is the protagonist. Even the protagonist with a smaller halo can still do things that ordinary people can't do. After a little setback, they also achieve their goals.
At this point, everyone can vaguely feel that the end of this incident is coming.
