The Ministry of State Security's Third Machine Department began to move.
As a department that was mainly responsible for internal affairs.
The Three Machine Departments had relatively independent law enforcement power.
In a building near the National Academy of Sciences.
Dong dong dong!
Someone knocked on the door.
When the door opened, the blonde foreigner was stunned.
"May I know who you are?"
Although the special forces were military personnel, their temperament was completely different from that of the field army. There was an indescribable coldness in them.
"Mr. Harrison, please come with us.”
"Sorry, I don't know who you are. I need to contact the embassy.”
Harlinson took out his phone and was about to make a call.
Kacha!
The sound of a pistol being loaded rang out.
" Harrison, M Nation, under the CIB. He was once a senior analyst in a certain area of the Central Intelligence Agency. In 1997, he was transferred to the Fire Country and was responsible for daily surveillance, instigation of rebellion, and intelligence theft of the National Academy of Sciences.”
The intelligence officer's voice was cold.
"Take him away!"
oh！my！god！
"God, I'm from America. I have diplomatic immunity.”
Harrison stood at the door and shouted.
"Shut him up!"
"Understood!"
The pistol hit Harrison's mouth, and half of his teeth were broken. Blood gushed out.
The person in charge of the capture operation smiled coldly. The surveillance had been going on for a long time, and there were some things that were unspoken. One fish represented one line. Logically speaking, Harrison's background had not been dug out yet, so there was no hurry to capture him. However, the codename was "Great Wall", and the miscellaneous fish had to die.
He just didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.
"Mr. Harrison, I'm surprised.”
"I didn't expect you to have accomplices in the building.”
"The Second Bureau's dereliction of duty was not discovered even after monitoring you for half a year.”
Harrison's pupils dilated.
F * ck!
His intentions had been exposed.
"Are you a demon?"
Harrison gritted his teeth.
The person in charge was disdainful.
Harrison was an agent.
All his actions had a purpose.
The shout was naturally to send a signal to inform the CIB colleagues in a room in the building.
Most likely, his colleague was Harrison's neighbor.
Moreover, he was in the building at the moment.
......
On the surface, Fujiwara's identity was the clerk of Sakura Island Suzuki Industrial Group in the Fire Country.
His actual identity was a member of the Sakura Island Intelligence Agency.
Every afternoon, Fujiwara would go to the park near Suzuki Industries.
Right, the park was located 1000 meters away from the National Academy of Sciences.
Today, he got off work an hour earlier than usual because there was a van parked at the entrance of the National Academy of Sciences.
And there are armed soldiers dispatched
The people of the Fire Country had made a big move.
He had to get information.
400 meters away from the National Academy of Sciences, Fujiwara crossed the road according to the traffic rules.
Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong.
Green light, why was he the only one moving? A few young men and women stood at the intersection behind him. They were using their bodies to block the ordinary people.
Baka Ya!
The Car Accident Bureau of the Ministry of Intelligence!
He was an old agent.
Fujiwara reacted quickly.
But the car was faster.
Creak! The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was rapid.
Bang!
Fujiwara was hit by a speeding car that ran a red light.
The shocking scene shocked the passers-by.
F * ck!
Tragic!
A few seconds later, the driver got out of the car. He staggered and reeked of alcohol. He was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't believe it. He ran a few steps and kneeled in front of the bloody Fujiwara. He tried to save him, but after a while, he was in a daze."It's over. I killed someone."
Shameless!
He really could act!
Fujiwara, who was still hanging on to his last breath, let out a " hehe " sound from his throat. His eyes were filled with hatred. The Special Agent of the Ministry of Military Affairs, who was disguised as the driver who caused the accident, was too f * cking good at acting. He was performing a rescue for the passers-by to see, but he was clearly searching himself.
The people of Yan Country were trash and broke the rules.
Before the ambulance arrived.
Fujiwara left with an ugly expression.
The few men and women who had been standing behind him and blocking the road, using their bodies to stop ordinary people from crossing the road, had long dispersed.
The Secret Service handled it very cleanly.
A photolithographic machine caused a storm of counter-spies. On this day, the hidden intelligence organizations were all trembling in fear.
The Fire Country's Three Mecha Division had gone crazy.
He didn't follow the rules at all.
Was he going to let her live?
They had done it once in May this year, and now they were doing it again.
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