Chapter 922: 3 years of lurking, obtaining confidential information from China

No. 58, Lujia Lane, Shanghai, China.

In a 10-square-meter partitioned room.

There were only three beds in the room, pressed against a windowless wall.

The only place without a bed is the door separating the rooms.

There was a small round table in the middle of the three beds, on which was placed a bottle of Red Star Erguotou and a small bag of peanuts.

The three people in the room each sat on their own beds.

"Brother, how long are we going to stay in this damn place? We agreed on three years, but it's already passed and you still want us to stay here. I can't stand it anymore." Pan Tu, the youngest brother, started complaining under the influence of alcohol.

Han Jian, the oldest one, took a sip of Erguotou and his face turned slightly red.

He was clutching an old Nokia phone.

Han Jian frowned and said nothing.

Seeing this, Zou Gou, the second oldest, poured wine for the two and said, "Third brother, those who want to accomplish great things should not be impatient. Big brother is also waiting for news."

"Wait, wait, we've already waited for the old guy to step down! What are you waiting for?! We worked so hard to collect intelligence for him for three years, but in the end, it was all for nothing."

Upon hearing this, Han Jian pounded the small round table.

In an instant, the small round table was overturned by him.

The peanuts and Red Star Erguotou on the table all fell to the ground.

"Third brother, be respectful with your mouth! He is the sacred King of Great Britain! You should call him His Majesty!"

Pantu then said angrily, "He is not the king now! He has been kicked out of his own country!"

"As long as he was once, he will be for the rest of his life!" Han Jian stood up and glared at Pan Tu with eyes wide open.

The look in his eyes seemed as if he wanted to strangle this sworn brother to death.

Because the other party touched his reverse scale!

Boom boom boom!

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Before the three of them could open the door, the person outside yelled.

"You're crazy, why are you crazy in the middle of the day? My baby needs to take a nap. If you keep making noise, I'll move out tomorrow."

The murderous intent in Han Jian's eyes disappeared instantly, and he quickly apologized.

"Sister Yao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We will pay attention... I'm sorry."

"Hmph, three grown men, you don't work all day, you just stay in your room. I'm warning you, you are not allowed to do anything in my house."

After saying this, the landlord left in his slippers.

Han Jian breathed a sigh of relief, then put on a fierce face towards his third brother Pan Tu.

The second brother Zou Gou bent down to pick up the wine bottles and peanuts on the ground.

It seems unintentional, but in fact he said intentionally, "Brother, Third Brother is confused and has no control over his mouth. But then again, Third Brother is anxious for a reason."

Zou Gou straightened the table, put the wine and peanuts back on the table, and said, "Brother, no matter what, we are the top agents of Great Britain. If we waste our time in this kind of hellhole, our ambitions will be wiped out."

Han Jian heard this and said angrily, "Second brother, do you think I don't want to stay in a five-star hotel? Do you think I don't want to go to Shang K to sing? Do you think I don't want to go to the foot bath city for a foot massage? Do you think I don't want a woman with big ambitions? But our status does not allow us to go out and show our faces, we must keep a low profile."

The third brother Pan Tu took a sip of wine and asked submissively, "Brother, His Majesty hasn't given us orders for a long time. Maybe he has forgotten about us!"

The boss Han Jian still had an ugly expression on his face. "How could His Majesty forget us? Don't forget that we are the backbone members of the Royal Intelligence Group under His Majesty's direct leadership. We are the elite among the elites! Even if His Majesty abandons the British MI6, he will not abandon us!"

Speaking of his identity, Han Jian was very proud. "I have been recognized as the best intelligence officer for three consecutive years! In addition, I have collected photos of the Chinese Army's exercises in September this year and the numbers of the new army. This information is what His Majesty values ​​most, and he will definitely inquire about this matter."

At this time, the boss Han Jian's cell phone rang.

When he looked at the call alert, he saw it was from an overseas number.

Han Jian's eyes instantly filled with tears. "It's Your Majesty! It's Your Majesty!"

He straightened his back, stood up, solemnly picked up the phone and answered the call.

From the other end of the line came the solemn voice of Charles III: "Do it, and kill him alive!"

After saying five words, the other party hung up the phone.

The second and third brothers hurriedly asked, "Brother, what did His Majesty say?"

Han Jian wiped away his tears and said, "Second brother, third brother, His Majesty asked us to implement Plan B!"

"Plan B?"

"Brother, what is Plan B?"

Zou Gou and Pan Tu were both stunned.

Han Jian bent down, pulled out the suitcase from under the bed, and explained

"Plan B is a plan that only the team leader knows. Except when the mission is to be carried out, I am not allowed to reveal anything about Plan B to you. Now, His Majesty has personally ordered the implementation of Plan B. So I can tell you about the plan."

He was just about to continue speaking.

From the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of the thin wall panels inside the house.

Han Jian immediately stopped explaining, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "This is not the place to talk, let's go out and talk."

Zou Gou and Pan Tu both gave thumbs up to their elder brother's calm performance.

The three of them were dressed neatly, and Han Jian was carrying a suitcase, ready to leave.

When leaving, Han Jian looked at the cramped partitioned room, as if he was looking at his three years of youth.

Han Jian was filled with emotion. He picked up the wine glass and said, "Second brother, third brother, after today, we will never have to come back here again. Drink this cup with me! To commemorate the youth we lost when we were hiding! Long live His Majesty!!!"

Zou Gou and Pan Tu raised their glasses together and shouted in unison, "Long live His Majesty!"

Walked out of the partitioned room and into the alley.

Zou Gou quickly asked, "Boss, can you tell me what Plan B is now?"

Han Jian looked around and saw that there was no one around.

He whispered, "Your Majesty's plan B is for us to kidnap the chairman of Shen Group!"

Zou Gou was stunned. "Kidnap the chairman of Shen Group? But...how can this man be kidnapped just like that? The chairman of a large group must be surrounded by a lot of bodyguards."

Pan Tu slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, the chairman of a large group must have a lot of bodyguards. If it were somewhere else, we wouldn't be afraid. It's a pity that the security check in China is too strict, and we can't bring in any of our weapons."

Han Jian said, "Because of this, we can only outsmart her, not act recklessly. I have been secretly following her for a long time and have already figured out her daily routine."

"Stalking?"

"Haha, what do you think I've been doing these past few months, leaving early and returning late every day?"

Zou Gou and Pan Tu looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

"We thought you were going on a date..."

"Asshole! His Majesty the King is now in exile overseas, and his life is difficult. How can we, as good ministers, covet the love affairs of children at this time!"

Zou Gou and Pan Tu were so ashamed by what the boss said that they lowered their heads.

Han Jian said...