As long as there is something to do, this person will not be prone to random thoughts, and all the idle moaning can be summed up as leisure.

As Zhou Yu said this, he diverted Gizelle's attention. He was not so bored every day thinking about whether he was suitable or not. He researched online every day to prepare something. After thinking about it, he finally decided.

Zhou Yu gave his opinion, making fashionable clothing, and also setting up a racing and shooting club.

As for the source of the money, it couldn't be simpler. Zhou Yu was rich, and very rich.

As soon as he arrived at the headquarters that day, the assistant hurriedly met Zhou Yu at the elevator door: "Director, Director Swanbeck is waiting for you."

Zhou Yu frowned upon hearing this: "What happened?"

The assistant hurriedly handed Zhou Yu a tablet computer. As he walked, Zhou Yu put the computer in front of his eyes and read the news. It showed a news that MI6 agents shot and killed unarmed prisoners in the embassy of other countries.

After Zhou Yu glanced at it twice, he handed the tablet to his assistant and strode towards his office.

Swanbeck and a black man were waiting in front of Zhou Yu's office. Zhou Yu walked over and said helplessly: "I hope it's not bad news."

Swanbeck smiled helplessly and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not good news."

Zhou Yu opened the office door and brought Swanbeck into his office, followed by Zhou Yu's assistant and security guard. After entering, the security guard first placed Zhou Yu's handbag on the table, and then took off Zhou Yu's coat.

Just walked out.

Zhou Yu sat down at his desk and waved to his assistant: "Prepare two cups of coffee."

The assistant nodded and walked out. Swanbeck also sat opposite Zhou Yu: "I believe your assistant has just shown you the news."

"Tell me what's going on."

Swanbeck said: "The guy who was killed was someone we had been watching for a long time. We originally hoped to find clues about a terrorist organization from this person, including the behind-the-scenes fund providers and corresponding channels behind this organization.

, but now that the person is gone, you can take a look at the relevant report files first."

Zhou Yu turned on the computer and quickly looked it up, gradually frowning: "It seems that this organization has done a lot."

"Yes, I think maybe the British side knows something."

Zhou Yu looked away from the screen and looked at Swanbeck: "You mean we need to contact the British side?"

"No." Swanbeck shook his head and smiled: "We don't need to cooperate with anyone, but they must be responsible for this. These are our people, and this organization has been targeting us for a long time."

Zhou Yu raised his hand to signal, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall opposite, then picked up the phone and dialed a number without thinking.

When the call was connected, Zhou Yu spoke directly: "This is Alex Qiao, Mrs. M. This is not the first time we have talked. You should be familiar with me. I think you should give me some advice on what happened yesterday.

Let us explain that this person has been on our CIA radar for a long time and now he has died in the hands of your people. I hope you have obtained some important information from his mouth."

Seeing Zhou Yu speak so directly, Swanbeck couldn't help but take off his glasses and pinch the bridge of his nose. Young people nowadays are so powerful, so direct and frightening.

Zhou Yucai doesn't care about this. The CIA is the number one in the Western intelligence community. MI6 is not qualified to put on airs in front of him even though it is so considerate. As the heads of the intelligence department, as long as we are not targeting some issues related to our own country, we basically do nothing to the outside world.

There is a lot of cooperation, especially in the area of ​​counter-terrorism. No matter how hard the people below fight, they still have something to say on the surface.

After the phone call, Zhou Yu put down the phone, looked at Swanbeck and said, "She said she didn't know the specific situation, but she really didn't have the chance to ask anything. Do you believe it?"

Swanbeck shrugged: "I generally don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either." Zhou Yu sneered and said, "You can take care of this matter."

Swanbeck nodded and said: "One more thing. Ethan has changed a lot since he came back from vacation this time. He expressed his hope to me that he can no longer continue working on the front line."

Zhou Yu nodded: "Okay, is there any suitable position?"

"Training new people?"

"You arrange it."

Swanbeck said: "Also, the person who takes over my position will also be in charge of the IMF team in the future. You have to see it."

Zhou Yu nodded, Swanbeck stood up and walked to the door to open it: "Brassell, come in."

The black man whose name was called outside the door came in. Swanbeck introduced Zhou Yu: "Theodore Brasseur has been working in the CIA for many years and is now the Director of Intelligence of the Intelligence Division."

The intelligence director is also the head of the Central University Department. He may have several intelligence teams or action teams, and he is considered the middle- and senior-level personnel of the CIA.

"Hello, Director."

Swanbeck should be very optimistic about and trust this Brasel, so he came here specifically to introduce Zhou Yu to him today. In fact, he also brought someone here to pay homage to the dock.

Zhou Yu looked at the other person and nodded slowly: "Hello, Director Brasseur, Mr. Swanbeck brought you to me as a sign of respect and trust for you. I hope you won't let us down in the future. What's the matter?

If the problem cannot be solved, you can come directly and report to me. The IMF team will be directly responsible to me and Mr. Swanbeck from now on, do you understand?"

Brasseur looked at Swanback, who nodded slightly: "That's right, in the future, matters of the IMF team can also be reported directly to Director Qiao."

Brasseur understood the hidden meaning in Swanbeck's words, took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Thank you, Director."

Swanbeck knew that Zhou Yu still had things to do: "Then I'll go and get busy. I'll let you know if I find anything."

A few nights later, Zhou Yu had just returned home and was having dinner with Gizelle when his phone rang like a reminder, causing Zhou Yu to frown in dissatisfaction.

Seeing Zhou Yu's expression, Gizelle couldn't help but laugh. He took the phone to Zhou Yu and handed it to him, smiling and saying: "Answer the phone."

As soon as the call was connected, a hurried voice on the other end of the phone rang: "Director, something happened."

Zhou Yu had already been mentally prepared: "Let's talk."

"Just now, the Miami Airport suffered a terrorist attack. There was an explosion and an unidentified person was arrested at the scene."

Zhou Yu breathed out gently and asked in a deep voice: "Where is the loss?"

"We are still counting, but the preliminary news is that apart from two deaths and some minor property damage, there is not much damage. The helicopter to pick you up is already on the way."

"I'll be right over."

Zhou Yu looked at Gizelle: "Something happened and I had to go back. I might not be able to come back at night. You don't have to wait for me."

"Well, it's okay, you can go and do your work."

Before Zhou Yu could go out, his phone rang one after another. They were all calling to ask about the situation. Zhou Yu didn't know much and couldn't answer much. It wasn't until he got to the bureau that Zhou Yu figured out what was going on.

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Sitting in the conference room, Zhou Yu looked at the latest information and then looked at other people in the conference room. He tapped his hand on the table: "In other words, an intelligence officer from MI6 came to our place at some time. First,

He killed a broker somewhere and then went to our airport to make a fuss. He killed a terrorist who was about to attack the airport for us. Moreover, our people also let the terrorist enter the airport with a bomb and finally solved the problem.

It’s still this person from MI6, and now we have to thank each other, is that what you mean?”

There was silence in the entire conference room. Zhou Yu's voice was not that full of anger, but very calm.

"It's really outstanding." Zhou Yu stood up and said: "Why is there such an omission? All departments should review it carefully. I don't need to teach you what to do next. Bring that MI6 person back, and do your best to investigate.

I hope to get a result on this matter before I come back."

After saying that, Zhou Yu walked out directly. He still had many things to do next. Originally, he was not supposed to do these things, but who made him the number one person in charge of the CIA now?

It was already a few hours before I came back after going out for a while. It wasn't that close from Miami to Washington. At least Zhou Yu hadn't been brought back when he came back.

However, various situations have been summarized and delivered to Zhou Yu as soon as he came back.

Zhou Yu looked at his subordinates who were following him: "The target is the new aircraft unveiled at Miami Airport today. Can you confirm it?"

"We can confirm that we have checked the video and confirmed that the fuel truck taken by the terrorists was indeed heading towards the new aircraft. In the end, it was because the MI6 agent stopped the truck in time and deactivated the bomb."

Zhou Yu asked: "Where are the people?"

"We're on our way. We'll be there in about an hour."

Zhou Yu: "Have you found out the reason why the target is an airplane?"

The subordinate frowned slightly: "We haven't found it yet, but we found out earlier that someone was selling the stock of an aircraft manufacturing company that shorted one million shares. We checked the situation of this stock. Recently, due to the new aircraft,

The debut stock has been rising, and selling short at this time is a behavior that is difficult to understand unless someone is sure that the stock will plummet."

Zhou Yu nodded slowly: "Check and bring the person back."

The subordinate nodded.

The assistant also spoke at this time: "Director, we have confirmed with MI6. There is no problem with his identity. He is their new member of Group 00, James Bond. Originally, MI6 hoped that we could release them after we find out the situation.

But Mr. Swanbeck has refused, and Mrs. M from MI6 is already on her way to Washington, hoping to meet you."

Zhou Yu paused for a moment, then said: "I understand."

As soon as I get a call, I want someone here. Doesn’t my face feel too big? If you want someone, come over in person.

More than an hour later, Zhou Yu saw James Bond in the interrogation room who was covered in injuries but had received basic treatment. He was not tall and looked quite tough. He looked like a reckless man from top to bottom.

temperament.

Zhou Yu was standing in the next room, looking through the single-sided glass at James Bond, who was sitting silently over there. Both William and Swanbeck were standing behind Zhou Yu, also looking at the other side.

Condition.

On the other side, there are specialized people questioning James Bond.

"Name."

"James Bond."

"identity."

There was a moment of silence.
To be continued...