Chapter 922 Discussion on How to Get Out of the Intelligence Agency

After listening to Anna's story, Frank and Brian's expressions didn't change. Although saving a female agent was a relatively novel experience for them, that was all.

"Vasilev? I've heard of this guy. Few of his 'killers' can survive for five years. They either die or go crazy. How long have you been doing this?"

Ana shuddered at Brian's words, "It's been five years, including training."

"You want her to work for you like I do?" Brian looked at Jack.

Jack looked surprised and chose to continue playing dumb, "What can she do? I usually take revenge on the spot, I don't need a killer to do anything for me."

"But isn't she a famous model?" Perhaps it was because his daughter was rescued that he finally relaxed and Brian smiled rarely.

As a bystander, although he only joined the conversation halfway, he had already seen through the little game in front of him and considerately found a way out for Jack.

"She is too thin and her breasts are too small. Her face is okay, but I don't know how her acting is." Jack showed disgust and took out a bottle of red wine that started at five figures and was about to open it.

"Do you know how many famous designers in Paris want to work with me? You don't know how to appreciate it." Anna's chest heaved violently several times before she suppressed her anger and swallowed the dirty words she wanted to say.

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive." Seeing her retreat back to the sofa obediently, Jack smiled with satisfaction. His PUA was successful, and he opened the cork of the wine bottle with force.

Frank's eyelids twitched as he watched Jack pour half a glass for everyone present and then drink the rest directly from the bottle. He subconsciously put one hand on his heart, but he quickly realized the key point in Brian's words.

"You hired him?" The bald man nodded at Jack and then pointed at Brian.

Brian continued to act as a catalyst between the three. "He's an FBI agent, and also an. uh. entertainment company?"

"Technology company, go ahead." Jack made a slight correction.

“Well, the boss behind an emerging technology company, I used to be the bodyguard of a star under his company, and just a few days ago, he invited me to become the head of the security team of this company.

In fact, including your son, it is possible that he will work for him in the future and help write scripts or something like that." Brian directly tapped the blackboard to highlight the key points.

Frank's expression showed that he was a little bit unconvinced, although he and Jack were introduced by the old Hunter couple, and he also got to know Jack, the young man who was praised by old Hunter.

In his opinion, Jack, this gangster, might have some abilities, but he and people like him were destined to be two parallel lines that did not intersect. In addition, Jack was now a "retired old man", so he disappeared on his own initiative.

Unlike the old Hunter couple, Frank has too many karmas in his life, and if Jack is too closely associated with him, it will easily attract unnecessary attention.

Although retirement life is boring and tedious, he still enjoys it. After all, it is not easy to have a good ending in this line of work. If his granddaughter had not disappeared this time and Jack happened to be involved, he would not have left the note on purpose.

He was already surprised that Jack used his military connections to arrive in Paris half a day earlier than expected. He didn't expect that after not seeing him for a year or two, he had set up a technology company. Frank couldn't quite figure out this young man.

But he understood what Brian said, and coupled with the "comradeship" of the past two days, Frank realized that Jack, the ruthless FBI agent, was not as simple as he seemed.

In this case, there is no need to consider favors or anything like that anymore. In the future, what everyone will talk about is friendship rather than favors. Friendship is a two-way thing, but when the favor is repaid, it ends.

After thinking this through, Frank turned to look at Anna, "How do you plan to leave the FSB, dead or alive? Do you have a plan?"

This direct question made the girl feel a little overwhelmed. She didn't know whether happiness came too suddenly or she didn't understand the meaning of his words. The expression on her face became a little confused.

"If I die, I will fake my death and get away with it. After plastic surgery, I will change my name and live out the rest of my life in a place where the FSB is weak, such as a big country in the East.

If you want to stay alive, it might be a little more troublesome. Let the FSB completely cancel your file, and then you can live freely in the sun with a new identity. Considering that you are just an extra-staff action agent, it is not very difficult. "

Brian helped explain.

Can we still play like this? Jack looked at Frank, then turned to look at Anna. The girl's tears were already welling up in her eyes, and she was nodding desperately, "It's all right. I just want my own freedom."

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After the four of them finished their third bottle of red wine tonight, Anna finished telling them about her previous plan, which was nothing more than an old-fashioned seduction trick, using her only capital to gain enough leverage.

Frank shook his head after hearing this. "Are you sure you can seduce Vasiliev?"

Anna made a disgusted expression. "I would rather die than sleep with that bastard."

Jack rolled his eyes. He is also a face-obsessed person.

“Besides, he’s already in his 60s and almost 70, so he probably can’t get hard anymore.” Perhaps because she had completely let herself go, the girl started to speak very bluntly, and it seemed that this was the tone shared privately by people in the fashion circle.

Even Frank and Brian rolled their eyes this time.

"Sorry." Anna realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized to the two old guys who were also in their early fifties or sixties.

Jack roughly thought about Anna's experience in the FSB and felt that the word "abandoned pawn" that Frank had used before was already quite euphemistic. To be more precise, it was a roll of toilet paper.

That is, you tear off a piece and use it until it is all used up and then throw the hard core inside into the trash can. If it gets dirty by accident, you don't have to feel bad about throwing away the remaining half roll and just change it.

Since Anna was placed in Paris, she has been operating across Europe. Some of her missions even involved assassinations in public. Others were carried out by using her model identity and conducting private X-transactions to get close to the target and take direct action.

It was that the French police were too incompetent, and women have the innate advantage of makeup skills, otherwise she would have been discovered long ago just based on her model vest.

In fact, the CIA has also been keeping an eye on her. In a mission a few days ago, a CIA field team ambushed the target person directly in her room and replaced the pistol hidden in the bathroom with blank bullets.

After taking control of Anna, a CIA supervisor proposed a condition that he become a double agent and secretly collect intelligence from the FSB and provide it to the CIA.

This is also the reason why the girl has been distracted these days and ended up being tricked by her agent and drinking the sleeping tea.

"What conditions did they offer?" Jack asked curiously.

"Worked for them for three years, then disappeared and was protected by the CIA." Anna showed a contemptuous expression.

Frank showed a hint of teasing on his face, "You agree?"

"I proposed a year and asked them to arrange for me to live in Hawaii, and they agreed." When Anna said this condition, there was a little expectation in her eyes, but it soon turned into disappointment.

Because the mockery on Frank's face turned into a sneer, "You know what I got after serving the CIA for 40 years? A $ annual pension and a shabby wooden house in Texas. Oh, and a verbal promise not to be killed."