Chapter 922 Discussion on how to leave the intelligence agency

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

"Vasilev? I've heard of this guy. Very few of his 'killers' can survive five years. They are either dead or crazy. How long have you been doing this?"

Anna couldn't help but shudder at Brian's words, "Including training, it's been five years."

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

Jack looked surprised and chose to continue pretending to be stupid, "What can she do? I usually avenge myself on the spot. I don't need a killer to help me."

"But isn't she a supermodel?" Perhaps it was because his daughter was saved that he finally relaxed, and Brian showed a rare smile.

As a bystander, although he only joined the conversation midway, he had already understood the little game in front of him and thoughtfully found a way out for Jack.

"She is too thin and her breasts are too small. She has a pretty face, but I don't know how her acting skills are." Jack put on a look of disgust and took out a five-digit bottle of red wine and planned to open it.

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

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

Frank's eyelids twitched as he watched Jack pour half of the glasses for everyone present and still blow the rest directly into the bottle. He subconsciously put a hand on his heart, but he quickly noticed the point of Brian's words. .

"You hired him?" The big bald head nodded to Jack and pointed to Brian.

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

"Technology company, you continue." Jack corrected slightly.

“Well, the boss behind an emerging technology company, I have been the bodyguard of one of his company’s stars before, and just a few days ago, he invited me to be the head of the security team of this company.

In fact, including your son, he may also work for him in the future, helping to write scripts and so on. "Brian directly hit the blackboard to highlight the key points.

Frank's expression showed that he didn't quite believe it, even though he and Jack were introduced to each other by the old Hunters, and he once got to know Jack, a young man who was praised highly by the old Hunters.

In his opinion, Jack, a bastard boy, may indeed have some ability, but he is destined to be two parallel lines that do not intersect with people like him. In addition, he is now a "retired old man" and has since disappeared voluntarily. .

Unlike the old Hunters, Frank owed too much karma in his life, and Jack would easily attract unnecessary attention if he had too much to do with him.

And although retirement life is boring and boring, he still enjoys it. After all, it is not easy to have a happy ending in this industry. If his granddaughter hadn't gone missing this time and Jack happened to be involved, he wouldn't have gone out of his way to leave that note. .

Jack used his military connections to arrive in Paris half a day early, which already surprised him. He didn't expect that he would start a technology company after not seeing him for a year or two, which made Frank a little confused about the young man in front of him.

However, he understood what Brian said, and the "comradeship" he had experienced over the past two days also made Frank know that Jack, the shady FBI, was far from as simple as it seemed.

In this case, there is no need to think about favors and the like. In the future, what we will talk about is friendship, not favors. Friendships are things that come and go, and favors end when they are repaid.

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

This direct question made the girl a little confused. She didn't know whether the 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 to escape. After plastic surgery, I will remain anonymous and find a place where the FSB is weak to spend the rest of my life safely, such as a big country in the East.

It may be a little more troublesome to live. Let the FSB completely cancel your file. From then on, you can live freely in the sun with a new identity. Considering that you are just a non-staff operational agent, it is not very difficult. "

Brian explained helpfully.

Can you still play like this? Jack looked at Frank, then turned to look at Anna. Tears had burst into the girl's eyes and she was nodding her head desperately, "It's okay, I just want my own freedom."

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After the four of them drank the third bottle of red wine tonight, Anna also finished describing 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 Vasilev?"

Anna showed a disgusted expression, "If you want me to go to bed with that bastard, I would rather die."

Jack rolled his eyes aside, this is still a face control.

"Besides, he's already in his 60s and almost 70s, so he can't be hard anymore." Perhaps because she has completely let herself go, the girl has become very straightforward in her speech. It seems that this is the same tone in the fashion industry privately.

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 and sixties.

Jack roughly sorted out Anna's experience in the FSB and felt that the word "abandoned child" used by Frank before was quite euphemistic. To be more precise, it was a roll of toilet paper.

That is, you tear a piece and use it, and when it is all used up, you can throw the hard core into the wastebasket. If it is accidentally dirty, you don't feel bad about throwing away the remaining half roll, just change it.

Since Anna was placed in Paris, she has basically been active in Europe. There are even direct assassinations in public during the mission. The rest are also using the model identity and private X transactions to get close to the target person and take direct action.

In other words, the French police are too useless, and women have the innate advantage of makeup. Otherwise, she would have been found out long ago just by her model vest.

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

After controlling Anna, a CIA supervisor proposed a condition, requiring him to become a double agent and privately collect FSB intelligence and provide it to the CIA.

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

"What are their conditions?" Jack asked curiously.

"Work for them for three years, disappear from now on and get the protection of the CIA." Anna showed a contemptuous expression.

Frank showed a hint of ridicule on his face, "Did 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 still some 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 $100,000 annual pension and a shabby wooden house in Texas. Oh, and a verbal promise not to be killed."