The situation at home is now as dire as fire and water...

Originally in his own villa, Xue Yu did not dare to be too presumptuous, but now the battlefield has changed...

I just hope these three parties don't get too excited again.

Especially Mu Yi, if he gets scared by that woman, and then there's misunderstanding between the two parties... it could easily cause a big problem.

But Jiangbei can't go back now, he can only pray in his heart.

…

The tug of war here continues.

But with the military's full defense, these temporarily organized intelligence personnel are all elites.

But the problem is that they have just arrived in Shanghai and have not received any effective support at all. They have to rely entirely on equipment. To put it bluntly... some netizens know much more than they do!

In this situation, relying on the power of netizens to obtain accurate information about Jiangbei? Or under the strict defense of the military? It is really a bit... a pipe dream.

but!

It is worth mentioning.

The military has been giving the other side an illusion... It was almost there, just almost there!

Unfortunately, the news that was about to be received was intercepted in advance by the military, and they had no way to recover it.

It can be said that the military is dancing on the edge of a knife.

Including the many intelligence personnel in this large office, each of them had a solemn expression. Even the young men who were fighting against the church intelligence personnel on the front line had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

They were afraid that if they were not careful, they would fail to hide the news about Jiangbei...Only this day, as long as they could hold on, they would win!

With such determination, everyone paid full attention and stared at the screen in front of them.

I don't want to drink tea or eat...

This kind of atmosphere also infected everyone present!

Even the aunt who served tea and water looked much more solemn! All information was exchanged with the boss of the intelligence organization by exchanging glances.

Time passes by every second.

Jiang Bei stayed here for a while, but couldn't help much, so he returned to the conference room on the third floor to take charge of the situation.

In fact, there was nothing that needed him right now, and if he wanted, he could even go home to "protect" his fiancée.

But let’s forget it. God knows what kind of trouble those kids at home have become.

Even if there was no commotion, would people be able to stay in that atmosphere?

Although Bishop Bill left the small black hotel, he was still under the surveillance of the military. There was no doubt about that, and Bishop Bill was naturally aware of it.

After living in the small hotel for so long, it's time to go out and relax... As for the wanted warrant, naturally no one would take it seriously.

In this case, if the military dared to arrest him, he would not mind using his strength to force Jiang Bei out and capture the Saint Girl!

Through each surveillance camera, Bishop Bill's figure has never disappeared from under the military's nose!

Seeing Jiang Bei coming back, Liu Guoliang stood up immediately and said, "King of the Northern Territory, take a look at this first!"

As he spoke, Liu Guoliang had already pulled up the surveillance footage from ten minutes ago.

In the video, Bishop Bill received a phone call and then looked angry...

As he was watching this, Bishop Bill on the main screen received another call…

"The distance is too far, and we can't hear what he is saying. Moreover, he is in a foreign language. Our people are unable to decipher it through lip reading for the time being...but we have already contacted experts in the imperial capital." Liu Guoliang looked embarrassed.

If we can uncover the conversation between Bishop Bill and the intelligence personnel at this time, it will be a great help to the military's subsequent defense and teasing of the opponent!

Although Liu Guoliang was anxious, he had no choice...

Jiang Bei frowned slightly, staring at Bishop Bill on the screen with deep eyes.

"He speaks Arabic..." Jiang Bei said suddenly.

After that, Jiang Bei also said something that no one could understand, pausing from time to time...

"Reverse the section just now... Yes, it's here!" Jiang Bei commanded.

"I know. He's saying, hurry up. Otherwise, Saint Eide will be transferred away and there will be no need for all of you to live!"

"I will only give you the last 24 hours. I want to know the exact whereabouts of Saint Eide. Even if she has been transferred, I want to know her destination!"

“…”

Liu Guoliang's mouth twitched. This old man Bill is quite good at talking?

I didn’t notice!

But then, he was shocked and his face turned very happy!

Through this conversation, even if it was only one-sided on the part of Bishop Bill, they grasped their biggest pain point!

Well, let's make up for this!

Liu Guoliang quickly grabbed the intercom and ordered: "Half an hour later, the news was inadvertently revealed that we have not yet transferred the Saint Girl."

"Yes!" Li Xiaobo responded on the other end of the intercom.

This intelligence war, which is like walking a dog, is still going on...

Half an hour later.

really.

In the screen, Bishop Bill, who had already walked around the mall for most of the time, finally stopped again and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

This time, Bishop Bill didn't say anything, but just kept listening and responded from time to time.

But it can be seen that Bill's expression is still quite relaxed, and he has obviously learned the news that was deliberately leaked by the military.

"It's useless even if they move, because it will only implicate more people. Leaving the Saint Girl in Shanghai and letting Jiang Bei pay the price of his life for his disrespect is the most correct choice for the Chinese military."

"Their leader is not stupid."

Bishop Bill on the screen was saying something, and Jiang Bei was translating it through lip reading at the same time.

As soon as these words came out...

Everyone in the conference room, including Liu Guoliang, had strange expressions on their faces... They really couldn't tell that this old man, at his age, was still so fucking immature?

How can you say that?

Don’t you feel embarrassed?

"Keep tracking. I want to know the exact whereabouts of the saint. You have twenty-three hours left!" Bishop Bill said again.

Then he hung up the phone.

"Well... next, the intelligence organization can act more honestly, but it needs to appear to be on the defensive." Liu Guoliang said with a smile.

"You arrange it." Jiang Bei waved his hand in boredom and continued to watch the show.

"yes!"

So, this increasingly exciting drama continues.

This whole afternoon, Bishop Bill's heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat...