Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 165 The Arrival of the Deputy Chief

the next day!
Mark was humming a little tune and singing while making breakfast.

Two cups of hot milk, two poached fried eggs!
This is because Mark has wronged himself to go to a cooking class in disguise since Lailis lived here.

Boom boom boom!
Mark glanced at Lairice coming down the stairs in a baseball cap, a yellow T-shirt and a backpack and said, "Good morning!"

Laili raised her head, stared at Mark in a suit, and said, "You woke up so early today!"

Mark smiled and said, "Specially prepare breakfast for my daughter!"

Lailis tilted her head, thought for a while, pointed to the bell ringing at the door and said, "...Thank you, but I have an appointment with Skye and Gwen to go to the library today!"

As she said that, Lailis smiled and waved to Mark, said goodbye, and then rushed out of the door with her bag on her back.

mark:"……"

Shrugging his shoulders, Mark looked down at the scorched poached eggs that had just come out of the oven. After hesitating for a while, he threw the two failed products into the trash can directly under his feet...

After returning to Federal Building!

Mark just poured himself a glass of bourbon for breakfast, and slid directly to the floor-to-ceiling windows with the chair, looking at the beautiful view of Manhattan in the morning.

Take a sip of the bourbon in your hand!

Oh God!

This is the delicacy of the world!
Mark glanced down at Bourbon, feeling every cell in his body cheering happily...

Boom boom boom!
"...Come in!" Mark said without looking back!

Not long after, the office door was pushed open, and the secretary came in and said to Mark, "Director, the new deputy director is here."

As he said that, an African-American man with a height of 1.8 meters and a suit and leather shoes walked in with a face as if he had been roasted by fire!
Mark turned his head, smiled faintly, walked directly towards the black man, stretched out his right hand and said, "Welcome, I'm Mark Louis!"

"Harold Cooper!"

After letting go, Mark nodded towards the secretary.

The secretary signaled to leave the office directly!

Mark found a wine glass from the cabinet, turned his head and glanced at Cooper with a slight smile, "Have a drink?"

Cooper shrugged, looked around Mark's office, and then nodded!

Since Mark settled in the top office, almost all the decorations have been removed.

Only one desk, one conference table, one sofa, one coffee table, one wine cabinet, one refrigerator are left...

As soon as you come in, the first impression you get is simplicity, simplicity and integrity!
He took out two ice cubes from the refrigerator and threw them in. Mark handed the poured wine glass to Cooper and pointed to the sofa!

After the two sat down, Mark smiled slightly and said, "I heard that Director Cooper was in charge of anti-terrorism operations in Hawaii before."

Cooper nodded.

Cooper, who is 39 years old this year, was also excited when he learned that he was transferred to the deputy director of the New York office.

However, he learned that the head of the New York office was Mark, who was younger than him and had the highest detection rate in the bureau.

It would be a lie to say that you are not jealous!

Cooper is only the field supervisor of the C1 gear until now.

And Mark.

It is almost a year's rate of promotion, and now, Mark has just entered the highest grade D-level, administrative director!

Officially entered the top ranks of the FBI!

The confidentiality level has even been raised to S level. At this level, you can check the existence of the specific drawings of Air Force One...

quite a while!

Mark and Cooper chatted without a word in the office.

On the surface, they were talking and laughing happily, but in their hearts, the ghost knows what the two of them are thinking.

At least what Mark thinks is that the deputy director is in place, and Mark feels that he can finally detach himself from the complicated administrative affairs.

At the very least, you don't have to face all kinds of reports that give you a headache at first glance.

Instead of being chased by guys in the fort-like Hoover Building far away in Washington DC all day long asking for all kinds of documents!

Generally speaking.

The director is responsible for administration, and the deputy director is in charge of various operations.

But when it came to Mark, it changed directly...

Just when Cooper was speechless and about to get up and leave, to look at the documents accumulated in his office.

The secretary knocked on the door again and walked in and said to Mark: "...Director, General Stryker of the military has arrived downstairs."

"What is that second idiot doing again?" Mark said angrily!
The secretary took the opportunity directly, and could describe a military boss as a second idiot. It is estimated that there will be no one other than her chief!

After Mark finished speaking, he looked directly at Cooper and said, "Harold, do you want to go together?"

Cooper waved his hand directly and said, "I'd better tidy up my office first."

He didn't even figure out the way, so he followed Mark directly to the big boss of the military. Cooper felt that he should report to Washington to see if he could reassign the department...

Second floor!

As soon as Mark stepped out of the elevator, with his hands on the guardrail, he saw Stryker and others who were blocked at the security checkpoint as usual.

Unlike the previous few times, Stryker only brought two accompanying soldiers.

This time!
But plastic assault rifles, anti-mutant weapons are all available!
When Stryker saw Mark for the first time, he said in a deep voice, "This time you should hand over Magneto."

Mark smiled and nodded towards the two agents at the security checkpoint!

In the Situation Room of the White House, the first sentence of Stryker, who issued a military order, was to suspect that the mutant who assassinated the president might have something to do with Magneto!

As a result, the President agreed to transfer Magneto from the FBI to Stryker's department.

but……

Seeing Stryker walking in front of him, Mark smiled faintly and said, "I need to remind you, General Stryker, the FBI has the right to enter your plastic prison at any time to conduct necessary investigations against Magneto." Inquire, once you deliberately block or..., remember, I can initiate an investigation into your report letter of abuse and imprisonment at any time!"

Stryker looked up, glanced at the condescending Mark and said with a cold smile: "You have already reminded me of this once in the White House!"

Mark laughed and said, "There's no way, as this person gets old, his memory won't be good. I'm also kindly reminding you, General Stryker, you don't mind!"

"...Of course!" There was a smile on Stryker's face, and his heart was full of MMP!

97 floors!

Jack opened the door, and everyone in Stryker immediately saw the white-haired old man Magneto Eric in a white dress, who seemed to be dying of old age!

Eric looked up at Stryker wearing a pair of glasses, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face...

　Ask for a monthly ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)