Chapter 1017

It is still hundreds of kilometers away from the capital airport of Eritrea. It is difficult to walk and takes a long time.

Qin Fei can't wait.

Because mister told himself that the "deep eye" project lived up to expectations. It took more than five hours to finally find a key suspect.

Qin Fei asked Diago, who came to pick up the plane, to temporarily requisition an office at the airport and take a look at the results of the mysterious "deep eye" system analysis.

Among all the people, except Qin Fei, others don't know about "deep eye".

The analysis result is directly sent to a special confidential email in mister, which can be viewed after downloading directly.

After clicking on the file, the details of the intruder were all presented to everyone.

Everyone present was surprised when they saw the contents of the file.

The identity of the intruder is not simple.

According to the data sent by the analysis department of the deep eye project, the intruder was an Egyptian man of Seth Reid, aged 41.

"Seth Rhett?"

Qin Fei's eyes showed a look of surprise.

Not because of the name, but a long list of resumes after the name.

Seth Reid, nickname: multifaceted, Egyptian, British, former MI6 front-line intelligence officer, has worked in embassies of several key countries in the Middle East from the 1990s to 2007. Sometimes he is an embassy military attache, sometimes a counselor, sometimes a secret book or an assistant.

He has served in the British airborne assault force, received anti espionage and MI6 espionage training in Scotland Yard, and is good at sneaking in and escaping and intelligence theft.

"No wonder this guy is an expert when he enters the palace like nobody!" Mister whistled and his eyebrows jumped. "No wonder he is so professional and meticulous."

"Wow! The former intelligence agent of MI6!" Eric smiled. "It's fun. MI6 is involved."

Everyone's eyes fell on Qin Fei.

You know, everyone knows that the relationship between Qin Fei and Ms. m is pretty good.

The old fish was happy and looked at Mister and said, "it seems that what was said in the news last time is still true. You even monitor your allies."

"That's not an ally. You don't see that this person is no longer a member of MI6, but a former member." Mister pointed to a corner of the data and said: "Look, it's said here that this man is a dangerous man, a double-sided spy and a two headed snake. Although it's not said here how he left MI6, I guess he's a gangster. I know MI6 won't let him go, so I ran away."

"Well, it seems that we have to clean up the door for MI6." old fish turned to Qin Fei and said: do you want to communicate with Ms. m. This man is also their former employee at least, and no one can tell what the inside story is about the intelligence newspaper

Qin Fei heard what the old fish meant.

Yes, the intelligence community has always been complex.

Rhett looks like a traitor to MI6. Who knows if he is a real traitor?

What if he was just an agent who was ordered to change his identity, the same bait as himself, or a lurk, performing some secret mission for MI6?

Once he pursues the generalist Rhett, he may kill him by mistake in the pursuit process. No one can guarantee this. Although Qin Fei wants to catch the bastard alive and take back the "Achilles heel" from him, no one can be sure about the field operation.

It seems that it is necessary to breathe with M.

Now, Qin Fei is much more mature than before. The strange experiences in the past year have made him have the thinking and ability of a team leader. He can't do things on impulse.

Only when you are stable can you sail for ten thousand years.

MI6 is an old intelligence agency. The X mercenary regiment doesn't need to establish a strong opponent and enemy for itself.

"Where is Rhett now?" Qin Fei asked.

Mister put his finger on the touchpad and turned to the last page of the data.

"According to the picture taken by" deep eye ", the man was photographed at Johannesburg International Airport. Later, he was photographed at a station on central road. No one knows where he went because of the limited number of probes."

"In other words, this man is hiding in Johannesburg?" Qin Fei asked.

"There's a good chance," Mister said.

Qin Fei thought and asked, "Mister, how accurate is your data? Is your system analysis accurate?"

"You mean deep eyes?" Mister said: "this identification system that analyzes external information such as bones and walking patterns often relies on data modeling. The more object data and image data collected, the higher the accuracy of analysis. As far as I know, their modeling level is divided into three levels, the highest is level 1 and the lowest is level 3."

He pointed to a mark on the footer of the data.

Qin Fei looked. There was a red circle seal on it, with an Arabic numeral "1" in the middle.

"Level 1 is the highest, and the accuracy of level 1 can reach more than 75%." Mister said: "In other words, Rhett's modeling is very complete, but it's not surprising that he has worked in so many embassies. There are many probes in the embassy itself. Those probes will take pictures of his every move. In addition, many of his public official activities will be carried out in some more formal places, and many image materials will be left. Maybe after he betrayed M16, these materials will not be used Sealed, the 'deep eye' project can also be obtained and used for modeling. "

"75%?" Eric couldn't help taunting: "that means we still have a quarter of the chance to lose or find the wrong person. Don't you Yankees claim to have the most powerful intelligence organization? Why is that level?"

Mister knew that Eric was aiming at himself and couldn't help laughing back: "Yo! You have the ability to find your Holy Cross assassins. You're so powerful. You find it! Don't brag with me here! Didn't you have nothing to do when I didn't send the data back for analysis? You were like a dead chicken at that time, and you didn't see any decent solution?"

"Fark! Do you want to fight again?"

"Just fight!?" Mister showed no weakness. "I'm afraid you can't do it!?"

"Don't quarrel! It's quite normal when you two separate. How can mars hit the earth when you stand together?" Qin Fei patted the table and shouted, "shut up! The most important thing for us now is to find the hard disk, not infighting!"

With that, he turned to go out and took out the satellite phone as he walked.

At the door, Qin Fei looked around and walked along the long second floor balcony to a secluded end.

From there, we can see the aircraft taking off and landing at the airport. After confirming the surrounding safety, Qin Fei pressed Ms. M's number on the phone.

"Qin, I'm really glad to receive your call." Ms. m said in a cold official tone on the phone, "I thought you died in Mexico. It is said that you were captured?"