Chapter 123

The study is brightly lit in a very humble manor in the suburbs of Washington.

A black old man in a heavy nightgown with age spots on his face was looking at the documents in his hand in reading glasses. After a long time, he put down the document tremblingly, looked up and smiled at Hollis sitting opposite: "sorry to keep you waiting. I can't help it. My brain becomes dull when I get old. "

Hollis said expressionless, "director William, it doesn't matter if you are old. Don't let others think that our NIA is old and useless."

NIA director William Cabot smiled and pointed to Hollis: "your temper is still the same as when you first came in."

Hollis didn't speak.

William tightened his tight Nightgown, closed his eyes and leaned comfortably on his seat. He whispered, "you all know that President Robert has the intention to change the director of NIA? I think it will be done before the end of his term. In that case, I should think more about my future retirement. "

"It's false to move you, but it's true to move NIA?" Hollis sneered, "both the White House and Congress have always had great opinions on the powerful NIA, and have long wanted to revoke the split. It is said that they have even figured out the name of the Department after the split. The one in charge of China is called FBI, and the one in charge of foreign countries is called CIA. "

William smiled and said, "I heard about it. I heard that your husband James is still one of the behind the scenes."

Hollis snorted: "if we really split NIA, the newly established CIA will be under his jurisdiction. He is naturally happy to promote it."

"Since everyone thinks so, I can't help it." William sighed, "at this time, immobility is the best policy."

Hollis looked coldly at the seemingly old and kind old man in front of her. After a while, she said, "Robert's term of office is less than two years left."

William nodded gently: "two years is enough."

"But director NIA, there has never been a term of office." Hollis still said calmly, "if NIA's decline is inevitable, I'm not willing to disappear like this."

William didn't speak and seemed to be asleep.

Hollis gently breathed out and said in a deep voice, "as the closing disciple of that adult, you won't just watch the bureau established by the old man, and finally close the door in your hand?"

"Master, when he was still there, he taught me that everything has a beginning and an end. People are like this, the country is like this, and everything in the world is like this. " William's voice was like somniloquy, "we NIA have been founded during World War II for more than 60 years, and it's time to end..."

Hollis's cell phone suddenly vibrated. She took it out, looked at it and said in a deep voice, "the evidence is in hand."

William still looked weak: "really?"

Hollis opened the text message and read it word by word: "112 gunmen were killed, more than 20 million stolen money was seized, and a CD has been obtained from mayor fili."

"Hollis, you have a good nephew!"

William opened his eyes, but some turbid old eyes seemed to send out a terrible cold. He motioned Hollis to take the white landline machine on his desk: "I'm William... Yes, the time has come, let's do it... Yes, we've all caught it on the list!"

William buttoned down the microphone, stood up slowly and said to Hollis, "come on, go to New York. If I hadn't been in town, I'm afraid Willie alone wouldn't be able to hold those guys down. "

"The old fox who doesn't see the rabbit and doesn't scatter the eagle!" Hollis smiled strangely. "I just said so much nonsense. I'm afraid there's no evidence in the end. Be prepared tomorrow morning. You have to wait for others to do it first. "

William walked to the door and said with a smile: "Hollis, if you become the director in the future, you must remember a word, speak high-profile and work low-key!"

Hollis held William and sneered, "can you bend and stretch and seal your throat with a sword?"

William shook his head: "master, he said that the significance of NIA's existence is deterrence, deterrence abroad and deterrence at home, so NIA can never shrink back. Even if it is easy to break in the end, we must die together with the enemy. Even if our hands and feet are broken, we must use our teeth to tear a piece of flesh and blood from them! "

While talking, an armed helicopter fell from the sky and landed on the lawn of the manor.

In NIA's New York branch, all leaders above the middle level are sitting listlessly in the large conference room. From 8 p.m., they were informed to attend the emergency meeting, and their weapons and mobile phones were handed in. As a result, Willie and other executives have not appeared yet.

Every time someone asks anxiously, the answer is to wait patiently. You can't wait to play, but there are strange agents guarding the door of the conference room. No one is allowed to leave the conference room and contact the outside world without Willie's permission.

In another small conference room, the five directors in charge sat inside and looked at Willie lying on the seat as if he were dozing off. After a long time, one of the white people with thin hair couldn't help yelling at Willie: "director Willie, when do we have to wait?"

Old God Willie said, "wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Confidential."

"Fart, what else needs to be kept secret from our supervisors?"

Willie smiled. "Calm down, director Keith. This is the request of the top. I can't help it."

"Head? Where? "

"Washington, of course."

"Well, I'll call and ask what's going on."

"Sorry, it's confidential. No one is allowed to contact the outside world during the meeting, including me."

Another black supervisor slapped the table hard, stood up and said coldly, "I don't believe it. I'll call now to see who dares to stop me!"

"Please, Carlyle director."

Willie gave a show of indifference.

Carlyle strode to the door of the conference room. Then he pulled the door hard and found that the door was locked and could not be opened anyway.

"Don't bother, Carlyle director," Willie said lazily. "I said, no one is allowed to contact the outside world, even if I can't. Even if you rush out, the guards outside won't let you go. "

"Willie, you're abusing your privileges. You're obstructing normal office order and violating work regulations. I'm going to Washington to sue you..."

The two directors in charge of black and white are different, and the other three directors in charge have different expressions. They just look at Willie silently. Willie was just smiling and unmoved.

I don't know how long it took, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open. A group of agents in suits came in, led by a white, fat, amiable looking short fat man.

"Howe... Howsman?" The black executive named Carlyle trembled. "When did you come to New York?"

"Just arrived," the short fat man named Hausman took out his handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat on his bare head and said with a smile, "the formalities of the Ministry of the interior are a little cumbersome, which has delayed everyone's time. I'm really sorry!"