Chapter 916: The white ghost rushed in and turned around and ran away in fear.

The next day, William, who had eaten delicious roast chicken and drank a lot of whiskey last night, slept until almost eleven o'clock before getting up.

After washing up, Sunday reported, "SIR, I searched all the servers of McCollum Company, and I haven't found any weapons projects that devour metals for the time being.

But from the previous surveillance videos, after comparing lip readings, I found that McCollum himself did mention nanotechnology twice."

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

"Understood, SIR," Sunday recorded the task and continued, "The second thing, Eric Viken has been found, and the person who contacted him should be of interest to you."

Then a photo appeared in the virtual image in mid-air.

William felt familiar when he heard Sunday report, "Do you still remember Clyde Shelton who made a fuss in the New York judicial system?"

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

The Punisher is fierce, but the Punisher will kill the criminals on sight at most, without mercy.

But it is no exaggeration to say that Clyde Shelton's revenge methods are too extreme, making it impossible for William to forget him.

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

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

"Yes, SIR, Tobin Foster, the legendary traitor of C1A, has been engaged in intelligence trading since he was sentenced to leave the United States in the 1980s."

"Are you saying that this guy named Tobin is likely to target me this time?"

"I don't know, SIR, but combined with Clyde Shelton's death because of you, the Thacker Giant was handed over to England by you,

And don't forget that you are also a supervisor in the Military Intelligence Bureau, so it is not impossible for Tobin Foster to target you."

William didn't care whether the other party wanted to get him or not. Based on the principle of not letting go of the wrong person, "Where is White Ghost?"

"Mr. White Ghost was tracking Eric to Johannesburg. When he found that the contact person for Eric was Tobin,

he accidentally found a group of about ten armed men who were also monitoring Eric.

After getting rid of this group of armed men who were annoying to Mr. White Ghost, Tobin Foster was chased by White Ghost and had to hide in the US Embassy in Johannesburg regardless of the consequences.

If you want to see the whole process, I have some pictures taken by Spider and Black Bee."

William nodded and said, "Play it."

An old man with some white hair immediately appeared in the virtual imaging. It was Eric, Garris's subordinate.

From Eric's travel route, this old guy is worthy of being a veteran. He prepared a backup identity early in the morning.

And this identity was unexpected, but it made people feel it was natural.

Eric was seen carrying a backpack and walked into the London airport openly before the matter was exposed.

He showed his air police inspector's certificate to the airport and replaced the air security to Hamburg. He arrived in Hamburg in just one hour and then flew to Johannesburg.

If it weren't for the most complete surveillance of London on Sunday, it would not be so easy to find the old man compared to Eric with a beard.

Since he was found, even if Eric took a plane from Hamburg to Johannesburg for more than an hour, he couldn't be faster than the White Ghost in the Kun fighter.

When he came out of the Johannesburg airport, the White Ghost not only took a shower and changed clothes in the airport hotel,

but also only needed to drive a Land Rover with air conditioning, and when passing the airport exit, he would throw away a dozen soybean-sized, black spider robots,

and then stop in the distance to watch the pictures sent back by the black bee and delta-wing drone on the laptop screen.

When Eric left the airport and stopped to call a taxi, the spider robot climbed onto his shoes and hung in his trouser legs.

Followed him all the way to the pub.

When the car was heard outside the tavern, White Ghost was about to follow in when Sunday's reminder came to his ears, "Unknown armed personnel were found."

White Ghost couldn't help but let go of the hand holding the car door switch, and looked back at the picture sent back by Black Bee on the monitor.

With just a few glances, he confirmed that these armed men were ambushing in a street-facing unit of a building a few dozen meters away from the tavern.

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

"Wait a minute," Sunday paused for more than ten seconds, but what he said made White Ghost so angry that he almost punched the screen.

"Sorry, your authority cannot order me to enter the database of special departments of various countries."

This happened again, White Ghost cursed a few words in anger, and soon remembered something and asked, "Do you mean that the identities of these guys are official?"

"It's impossible to be sure, but there is indeed no information about these people in my existing database."

This made White Ghost sure that these people were either C1A or people from other major countries, "Then notify our boss and ask him to give me authority."

"Sorry, Devonshire is drunk, and it is definitely not a good idea to disturb his sleep at this moment."

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"Okay, I'll kill these annoying guys, and you'll be responsible for keeping an eye on Eric and his contact."

At this time, the very, very unhappy White Ghost took out the two guns in his suit, checked them, installed the silencer,

Putting on smart glasses, he pushed open the car door, not caring about his actions at all, which had already attracted the attention of people in the building dozens of meters away.

However, even if he was angry, he was not stupid enough to walk directly to the building. Instead, he walked into the nearby alley and walked a hundred meters more before entering the building.

He took the elevator to the seventh floor, used a special lock-picking tool to open the home of a resident on the seventh floor, and hid by the window to look out.

After not noticing that no one was paying attention, he jumped onto the open window, flipped over and flew down headfirst.

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

But he was not careful, and his skills were not as good as Bai Youling. Before several armed men could react, Bai Youling, who was holding a silenced 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 on the outer wall, put away the gun, and then used both hands to flip into the room on the sixth floor.

After checking the room and finding no one alive, White Ghost whistled and left the building, heading for the pub.

As he walked, he listened to what Eric and the contact said in the Sunday Report Pub.

As soon as he entered the pub, he saw a middle-aged black man with a beard, a small round hat, a cape, a backpack, and a face, walking out of the private room.

Seven or eight meters away, the middle-aged black man saw White Ghost in a white suit, and his pupils shrank.

When he saw White Ghost looking at him, the black man knew he was in big trouble.

He took out his gun without hesitation, half-crouched, and fired a few shots at the roof.

Then, while the crowd in the pub was in chaos, blocking White Ghost's sight and shooting line, he escaped through the back door without hesitation.