"Wait a minute, you just said...you have important information about untr?" Ada narrowed her eyes very carefully. Based on the sound monitoring system connected to the landline, she had already confirmed that the person on the other end of the phone
The man was indeed Thorpe MacTavish.
"That's right. So I asked for help from my companion in Untr. I need to leave this hellish place. Now the streets are full of police, and people from Untr are secretly investigating. It won't take long before the whole of Dubai will be turned over by them.
It's upside down, and I won't be able to leave even if I want to." Thorpe looked outside the phone booth, and it was obvious from the street that many police officers were milling about there.
"Major McTavish, I admire your courage very much. I will definitely arrange for you to leave Dubai and return home, and you will be treated like a hero. However, for the sake of the security of the information, please give this information over the phone
Tell me, if it is an electronic document, then you should find a place with Internet access..." Ada is very cautious. Since Thorpe said that she has important information, she must get the information first. As long as the information is obtained, even if
It doesn't matter if Thorpe is still in Dubai and Fu Ming takes him back. Thorpe's life or death no longer matters, the most important thing is intelligence!
Even after getting the information, Ada Jones would choose to sacrifice Thorpe's life. The United Arab Emirates is the territory of UNTR, and the entire city of Dubai is under martial law. If you want to find help from the undercover lurking inside UNTR, the identity of the undercover is available at any time.
It may be exposed, and even if expatriates are sent to Dubai to rescue Thorpe, whether those expatriates can rescue Thorpe is more likely to cause casualties.
A mere Thorpe was not worth Ada's risk in rescuing.
Thorp smiled slyly. "Colonel Jones, please don't think of me as a fool. If I tell you the information now, will there be any way for me to survive?" Thorp regarded the so-called intelligence as a way for him to be rescued.
The bargaining chip was used as a bargaining chip to gain access to the agent lurking inside UNTR.
Ada snorted coldly. There was nothing she could do about it now. Thorpe probably wouldn't deceive her. For the vague information that she didn't know exactly what it was, Ada could only ask the undercover agent to contact Thorpe.
"You are smart, but CIA will not give up on any agent who encounters difficulties outside..." Ada tried to explain.
"Stop quibbling. I checked just now and my information has been canceled. And it was canceled without my body being found. If you are not going to give up on me, why did you cancel me when my life and death are unknown?
Information?" Thorp was too lazy to dwell on this matter. "Tell me what to do!"
Ada blushed and could only say: "Don't leave this phone. Within a few minutes, the CIA personnel lurking inside UNTR will call this phone. You meet him first, and then discuss leaving Dubai. He
I'll help you!" Ada hung up the phone without waiting for Thorpe to agree. She picked up the phone, found a number, hesitated, and dialed it.
The waiting tone of the phone only rang three times before someone picked up the phone.
The person who answered the phone was a man with a very low voice. "You actually called me in person. Do you want me to be exposed? If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. I can't leave there for too long."
"Thorpe MacTavish, how did he escape? He claimed to have important information about Untr and is now asking for rescue. Do you know what that information is?" Ada asked.
"Anyway, K didn't let it out on purpose. He injured many UNTR security officers and escaped on his own. K is now organizing manpower to hunt him down. As far as I know, Thorpe didn't reveal any information, but he got it from UNTR.
I don't know what it is." The man was stunned for a moment, then said, "You don't really want to save him, do you?"
"I don't know what that information is, and I don't know if it's worth the risk for that unknown information." Ada rubbed her temples, seeming to beg the man to make a decision.
"Give up that information." The man replied almost without thinking. "I don't think that is important information, and now UNTR is cooperating with the UAE officials to conduct a sweeping manhunt for Thorpe, and it is very possible to catch him.
Once he is caught again, he is very likely to switch sides and tell us our plan..." The man's voice became deeper, as if he was avoiding someone. "Give me his contact information and I will contact him.
Agree on a place and kill him before Untr's people find him."
Ada gritted her teeth, never expecting that the man was more vicious than her. After a few seconds, Ada felt relieved. If that man wasn't vicious and forbearing, then he wouldn't be able to get into the upper echelons of UNTR.
"That's it!" Ada agreed. "The contact information will be sent to your mobile phone in a few seconds." She hung up the phone and let out a long breath.
Unexpectedly, CIA personnel were in danger outside. What she had to do was not to rescue, but to obliterate! "For the sake of the United States... Major Thorpe McTavish, I can only wrong you!"
Thorpe only waited a few minutes before the public phone rang. He adjusted himself and then answered the phone, but did not speak.
"Downtown, Time Cafe. Get there in half an hour and wait for me to go there. People from untr won't spend too much energy searching for public places. I will help you." That's all the man on the other end of the phone said.
In a word, Thorpe didn't have a chance to speak at all and hung up the phone as if he was in a hurry.
Thorpe sneered, and after hanging up the phone, he put two coins into the pay phone and took out a cigarette. This pack of cigarettes was thrown to him by Fu Ming when he was in the interrogation room.
He opened the cigarette case and took out a small piece of paper. On the small piece of paper was written a series of phone numbers. He dialed this number, which was Fu Ming's personal mobile phone number.
"In half an hour, downtown, Time Café." After Thorp finished speaking, he hung up the phone, ignoring a coin that popped up because the call time was too short. He put the phone back on the public phone.
The coins that jumped out banged on the ground.
He left the phone booth, lowered the brim of his hat a little further, turned into a small alley, and started heading towards his destination.
Fu Ming was still holding up his mobile phone. So far, things were going very smoothly. In order to confuse the CIA spy in untr, he turned to Xu Cheng and asked, "Is there any news?"
Xu Cheng shook his head with a frustrated look on his face, "As expected of a senior CIA agent, there is no news so far. James Ding has deployed additional police forces, and distributed Thorp McTags at various airports, train stations, bus stations, and highway toll points.
Wish’s photo. But even so, I still can’t find him.”
Fu Ming nodded, walked to Xu Cheng, lay beside his ear and whispered, "Old Xu, can I trust you?"
Xu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Boss, how many years have I been following you?"
Fu Ming nodded and whispered, "Don't make any noise. Follow me. We have a mole here. This person may not be present, but he must be using other methods to obtain information about our pursuit of Thorpe! Let's go to a
There is no place to find him!"
Xu Cheng looked at the people in the room one by one, looked around, and then nodded quietly. "I'll go with you."
This time, Fu Ming didn't even use a driver and asked Xu Cheng to drive the Aston Martin to the Time Cafe.
The untr branch is originally located in the city center. It didn’t take too long to drive from here to the coffee shop. So when Fu Ming arrived here, there were still ten minutes before the agreed time. Fu Ming didn’t get out of the car.
, he took out a 9mm Type 92 pistol from his pocket. Compared with the 5.8mm universal caliber, the 9mm caliber Type 92 pistol has greater lethality and is an export version.
Xu Cheng finished wiping his dagger, stuffed it back into the holster under his right calf, covered it with suit trousers, then checked the Glock-22 pistol on his waist, pulled the gun open, and the orange
The yellow bullet lay quietly in the gun chamber, and there was no problem with the weapon. Xu Cheng let go of his hand, and the bullet clicked into the chamber. He adjusted the pistol to the burst mode, the burst mode of the Glock-22 pistol, plus the extended bullet.
The firepower is no less than that of a submachine gun that uses pistol bullets.
He turned on the safety to prevent a fire.
"No matter who the traitor is, I will definitely put this bullet into his brain with my own hands!" Xu Cheng said viciously. "Boss, what do you think..."
Fu Ming shrugged. "Don't ask me, I don't know either. And I'm not sure if I really want to kill him. He is most likely a senior management member of UNTR, and it's also very likely..." Fu Ming pushed
He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although the air conditioner was turned on in the car, the windows were not opened. The air was very dull and beads of sweat flowed from his forehead. "It's very possible that he is someone from the security force. He can work as an undercover agent in UNTR."
, he must have extraordinary skills and quick thinking, so you have to be more careful. Whether or not to kill him is another matter. It is best to stay alive today. I also hope to get something out of his mouth!"
Fu Ming squinted his eyes and stared at the entrance of the coffee shop, which was not very far from the parking lot.
A tall Westerner wearing beach shorts, a peaked cap, and sunglasses caught Fu Ming's attention. Fu Ming took a closer look and patted Xu Cheng's shoulder, "Look, that's Thorpe Macta.
Wish.”
Xu Cheng understood immediately, "That turned out to be your agreement. You said it while I was leaving. Boss, you are not kind. You didn't trust me at that time."
"After Thorpe escaped, I observed you carefully, blamed myself, and regretted that you are a responsible soldier. I no longer doubt you. I apologize for my previous distrust..." Fu Ming said guiltily.
"That lighter and cigarettes are the tools you gave him to escape! Everything was intentional..." Xu Cheng smiled. "I don't blame you, boss. It's just that Thorpe is very capable.
You can escape with cigarettes and lighters. You must know that those UNTR security officers did not know in advance that it was an agreement! They went all out to intercept. Thorpe was quite trustworthy and notified him and the man.
The meeting place and time of the mole, and he did not seriously injure or kill any of our people when he escaped..." Xu Cheng licked his lips. "I admire him very much."
"Didn't we turn off the surveillance video? If there was a surveillance video, then our guards would have discovered that he was noble in the house, so how could he be allowed to set off a fire alarm?" Fu Ming laughed. "I created it for him.
After meeting so many conditions, if he still can't escape, then the title of a senior CIA agent will be wasted!"
"Let's follow. I'm very eager to know who the mole is..." Xu Cheng opened the car door and prepared to enter the coffee shop, but when he just raised his head, he saw a man at the door of the coffee shop.
He never expected that this man would actually appear here.
Fu Ming's face turned pale, and then turned cold. "It turns out it was him..."