Section 463

The doctor in front of him was completely different from the Longguo man he saw at that time.

This kind of 'transformation'-like makeup technique is a bit scary.

"That's not the point."

Zhou Chen looked at him with a smile, "The point is that from today on, you are from the Dragon Kingdom."

Eliot's expression darkened, and he nodded slightly.

He doesn't consider himself a betrayal.

Because he didn't betray himself.

Just to survive.

I would also like to thank the young people in front of me.

It was the other party who saved his life!

"have a good rest."

Zhou Chen glanced at Eliot and said, "I'm going to have a chat with your general director now."

Ai Luot was shocked and looked at Zhou Chen's leaving figure.

How dare he?

No matter how powerful this dragon countryman is.

Is the Director-General of MI5 someone you can meet whenever you want?

…

Zhou Chen came to the hospital originally because he wanted to see Eliot.

I just didn't expect to see the director-general of MI5.

Someone actually gave him a pillow as soon as he dozed off.

But...it's a trap!

In a fast food restaurant.

Zhou Chen ate the food slowly, not knowing how to taste it.

But the brain is like a boiling CPU, analyzing quickly.

He wanted to find the director-general of MI5, and he thought someone might have guessed it.

Since he could guess it, he would definitely have laid a trap in advance, waiting for him to jump.

Will Zhou Chen jump down like a fool?

meeting!

Because the last clues all lie with Jennifer McGonagall.

I want to find the arms dealer Priestley and the person behind the incident.

We have to start with Jennifer, there is no other option.

Unless Zhou Chen gives up the investigation and returns to China with soldiers from the Nine Divisions, the mission will fail!

"It's really annoying to have to fight hard again."

Zhou Chen finished his fast food and said to himself, "Since you don't follow martial ethics, let's see whose methods are dirtier!"

…

MI5, headquarters building.

The building is codenamed MI5.

According to statistics, there are about 3,000 people working in this building, 47% of whom are women, and a quarter of them graduated from Oxford and Cambridge universities...

At this time, the Office of the Director General.

An elderly Jennifer is resting on a recliner.

But I was restless and couldn't sleep.

The reason is that MI5 got into trouble.

Due to her mistake, she participated in an incident that she shouldn't have participated in.

As a result, MI5 is now facing an extremely terrifying test.

There is a devil from the Dragon Kingdom who may come to her anytime and anywhere.

It may even bring an unprecedented blow to MI5.

But...does he really dare to come?

Jennifer opened her eyes with a mocking smile on her lips, "If you really dare to come, then he is not a devil, but a fool!"

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.

The phone answered automatically, and the secretary's voice came, "Director, Mr. Nickel is calling."

Nicole is Jennifer's youngest son and favorite child.

Jennifer was considered an advanced maternal age when she gave birth to Nicole.

They say that when you are old, you will be loved by your son, and this sentence is absolutely true.

When Jennifer heard the call from her youngest son, the smile on Jennifer's lips changed from mocking to kind, "Take it."

"yes!"

The phone beeped twice and the outside line was connected.

The next moment, a video call appeared on the wall monitor in the office.

The picture shows a young man sitting on the sofa in the lobby of a villa.

The young man is Jennifer's youngest son, Nicole.

But at this time, there was someone sitting next to Nikhil.

In the picture, the man raised his head, smiled at Jennifer, and said, "Hi, dear Director-General of MI5, it's not easy to meet you."

Jennifer's face changed drastically and she narrowed her eyes.

But her eyes flashed with a cold and cold meaning, "What do you want to do?"

She already guessed who was sitting next to her youngest son.

Just because I guessed it, I couldn't do anything about it.

Never would he have thought that the other party would actually meet him in this way.

That's right, the person sitting next to Nickel is Zhou Chen.

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This was also the most convenient, useful, and least dangerous way he could think of to meet the Director-General of MI5.

Since Country Y doesn't care about martial ethics at first, he can do the same.

Come and hurt each other!

"Tell me who he is?" Zhou Chen asked coldly.

"Why can't it be me?" Jennifer frowned.

"I'm not laughing at you."

Zhou Chen looked at the old woman on the monitor, "Are you worthy?"

One gram is worth $30,000 of tritium.

The annual transaction volume is approximately US$800 million to US$1 billion.

How much funding does the entire MI5 have each year?

Are they worthy of participating in this kind of transaction?

Zhou Chen's words were not mockery, but facts.

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Someone who can participate in this incident and control it.

Even if they are not the most powerful people in Country Y, their identities will be quite terrifying.

Tritium not only represents national interests, but also represents countless wealth.

A director-general of MI5 is indeed unworthy of being involved.

Because tritium involves nuclear bombs.

Y country is also a nuclear power.

According to the data, Y country has 225 nuclear warheads, so they also want tritium.

"The people of Long country have no bottom line to this extent?"

Jennifer sneered.

She was talking about Zhou Chen kidnapping her child.

"What is the bottom line?"

Zhou Chen sneered, "Do you people of Y country have one?"

He was talking about the fact that the people of Y country not only killed the people of Long country, but also robbed Long country of their things.

"Do you think I will say..."

Jennifer's face suddenly changed drastically, and she screamed, "Wait!"

Bang!

A bullet pierced Nicole's head, opened his skull, and red and white things flew...

"When I give you face, you have to take it obediently."

Putting down the pistol, Zhou Chen looked at the old woman with eyes wide open on the monitor, "It's not terrible to lose a son, but it's terrible that you still have two sons and a daughter, four grandchildren, and two grandchildren... Maybe they will all die!"