Chapter 916

The next day, William, who ate delicious roast chicken and drank a lot of whisky last night, fell asleep until almost eleven o'clock.

After washing, I reported on Sunday, "Sir, I searched all the servers of McCullen company, but I didn't find any metal swallowing weapons for the time being,

but from the previous surveillance videos, after comparing the lip language, I found that McCullen himself did talk about nanotechnology twice.".

"The research data must be in the independent server of the secret base. Keep an eye on McCullen and find the base.".

"Sir," he continued after recording the mission on Sunday, "second thing, Eric Wicken has found someone to connect with. You should be interested.".

And then there's a picture, which appears in virtual imaging in mid air.

Just as William was getting familiar with it, he heard Sunday's report saying, "do you remember Clyde Sheldon who made a big fuss in the New York justice system?"

"Of course." as soon as I heard the name, I thought of Clyde, the super cruel man who avenged his wife and daughter.

The punisher is cruel, but the most Punisher is to kill the criminal without mercy.

But Clyde Sheldon's Revenge means that he changed too much. It's not too much for William to remember.

"Since you remember Clyde, do you remember the teacher who led him into the black field that Clyde said?"

William thought for a few seconds and said, "Tobin foster.".

"Yes, sir, Tobin foster, the legendary traitor of C1a, has been engaged in intelligence business since he was sentenced to the United States in the 1980s.".

"You mean this Tobin guy, it's probably against me this time?"

"I don't know, sir, but in combination with Clyde Sheldon's death for you, you handed over the giant of Zack to England,

and, don't forget, you still have a director status in the CIA, so it's not impossible that Tobin Foster's goal is you.".

William also does not care whether the other party wants to engage in their own, in line with the principle of killing the wrong not to let go, "white ghost?"

"Mr. White ghost is tracking down Eric to Johannesburg and finds that Tobin is the contact person of Eric.

at the same time, he accidentally finds a group of about ten armed men who are also monitoring Eric.

after solving this group of armed men who are in the eye of Mr. White ghost, Tobin foster is chased by the white ghost and can only hide in the middle of the night regardless of the consequences The U.S. Embassy in hannsburg,

if you want to see the whole process, I have some pictures taken by spiders and black bees.

William nodded and said, "broadcast it"

in the virtual imaging, an old man with a little white hair immediately appeared. It's not necessary to think that it's Eric, the guy under Garris.

Judging from Eric's travel route, the old guy is worthy of being an old hand. He has prepared a standby identity early on,

and this identity is unexpected and makes people take it for granted.

See Eric carrying a backpack, before things are exposed, aboveboard into the London Airport.

He showed the certificate of his air police inspector to the airport, replaced the air security on the flight to Hamburg, and arrived in Hamburg within an hour before flying to Johannesburg.

If it wasn't for the perfect monitoring of London on Sunday, it would not have been so easy to find the old man compared with Eric with a beard.

Now that someone has been found, even if Eric's plane from Hamburg has been flying to Johannesburg for more than an hour, he can't be faster than the white ghost in the Kun fighter.

When he came out of the airport in Johannesburg, the white ghost not only took a bath and changed his clothes in the airport hotel,

but also drove a Land Rover with air conditioning on. When he passed the airport exit, he dropped more than a dozen black spider robots the size of soybeans,

and then stopped in the distance to watch the notebook screen. The black bee and the delta wing UAV passed by Just come back.

When Eric gets out of the airport and stops to call a taxi, the spider robot climbs on his shoes and hangs in his trousers.

Follow him all the way to a pub.

When he heard the car outside the tavern and the white ghost was about to follow him in, he heard Sunday's warning, "unknown armed men found.".

The white ghost can't help but release the hand holding the door switch, looking back at the picture of the black bee in the display.

Just a few eyes, he confirmed that these armed men were ambushing in the street unit of a building dozens of meters away from the tavern.

"Can I find out the identity of the other party?"

"Just a moment". After pausing for more than ten seconds on Sunday, what he said made Bai you almost blow the screen.

Sorry, your authority can't order me to access the databases of special departments in various countries.

Again, Bai you scolded, and then asked, "do you mean these guys are official?"

"I'm not sure, but I don't have information about these people in my existing database.".This let white ghost confirm that these people are either C1a or people from other big countries, "then inform our boss and let him give me permission.".

Sorry, Devon hill is drunk. It's not a good idea to disturb his sleep at the moment.

"OK, then I'll kill these guys directly, and you'll be responsible for keeping an eye on Eric and his contacts.".

At this time, the white ghost, who was already very, very upset, took out two guns from his suit, checked them, put on the muffler,

put on his smart glasses, and pushed the door open. He didn't care about his action at all, which had been noticed by people in the building dozens of meters away.

However, even if he was angry, he didn't walk directly to the building. Instead, he walked into the nearby alley and walked more than 100 meters before entering the building.

Take the elevator to the seventh floor, use a special unlocking tool to open the home of a resident on the seventh floor, hide by the window and look out.

When no one noticed, he jumped on the open window, turned over and flew down.

Within half a second, he appeared in the eyes of several armed men on the sixth floor who had been observing the tavern.

However, with no intention of calculation and no skill as good as the white ghost, the white ghost, holding the silencing pistol in one hand, fired four shots in a row, then grabbed the balcony of the sixth floor window with one hand, turned around, hung it on the outer wall, collected the gun, and then turned into the room on the sixth floor with both hands.

No one was alive in the room, so the white ghost whistled out of the building and went to the pub.

As he walked along, he listened to what Eric and his contacts said at the Sunday debriefing pub.

As soon as I entered the tavern, I saw a middle-aged black man with a small top hat, a cape, a backpack and a beard walking out of the compartment.

Seven or eight meters apart, the middle-aged black man saw the white ghost of the white suit, and his eyes dilated.

When the white ghost looked at him, the black man knew that he was in trouble.

Without hesitation, he took out his gun, half squatted down and fired a few shots at the roof.

Then, taking advantage of the chaos of the crowd in the tavern, blocking the white ghost's sight and shooting line, he did not hesitate to leave from the back door.