Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 365 People are not for themselves (Second update of guarantee)

The entrance of the cafe in half an hour!
Mark is embracing Alisa goodbye.

"Sorry it didn't help."

"uncertain!"

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

"Of course!"

With a gentlemanly smile on his face, Mark watched Alisa get in the car and leave the cafe on the main road.

Still a little thoughtless!

Originally, Mark was thinking of catching a murderer in the mainland, planting a positioning device in his body and handing it to Alisa.

Mark then went straight to the clues.

But did not expect this out.

The power struggle within the CIA is quite fierce.

Mark can naturally find a criminal overseas to do the same.

It's just that the time is a little too tight!

The few overseas criminal masters I know who are eligible to go to the grave prison may not know when they will be able to use it.

do not recognize?

Mark still needs to spend time looking for it, and I heard from Alisa that even if he is eligible to be imprisoned in the grave prison, he needs to be verified by two other directors of operations.

After all, he had to consider whether he was deliberately caught and took the opportunity to board the tomb prison.

How to do?
Do you really want to go to Haiyang's daughter Selena again?
Mark touched his chin with some resistance in his heart.

Or wait for the plot line of the tomb prison to start automatically, and follow the escape master to locate the tomb?
As soon as this idea came out, Mark called Debbie in time when he was sitting in the Hornet, and asked Debbie to send Ray Breslin's information.

After half an hour.

Mark looked at the information sent by Debbie and instantly gave up such an idea.

Ray Breslin had no new purchases on his credit card for three months.

When this problem arises, there are only two possibilities in the synthesis of Ray Breslin's career.

The first one was killed.

Second, which prison is still helping to test the safety and reliability of the prison.

There is no other reason than that.

But after thinking about it for a while.

Mark looked at the apartment building that had come into view, and turned into a yellow lightning bolt at the crossroads with a sudden brake and a quick U-turn, and rushed towards the prison safety testing company founded by Ray Breslin.

There was a steady stream of angry curses from the driver poking his head out behind him...

after an hour.

Mark sat in the Hornet and looked at the brightly lit building through the window of the co-pilot and directly took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Hi, this is Prison Security Testing Systems."

Mark slid directly on the tablet, looked at a person's profile, and then asked, "Hi, this is Louis, I want to ask, is Ms. Abigail Ross there?"

"... Yes, can I ask what you need from her?"

"Of course, I'm from the FBI."

"……Please wait!"

"Thank you!"

Mark smiled lightly, no matter what time, the power of the FBI is far from enough to describe in words.

To put it mildly, the FBI card can get you a free cup of coffee every day in the coffee shop downstairs.

On a larger scale, even if someone has a so-called court injunction, he can still rely on the FBI's certificate to meet the applicant face-to-face without triggering any laws.

After a while!
The phone was answered again.

"Hello, I'm Abigail Ross, may I ask who you are?"

"Ms Ross quickly answered a question, is your boss in a domestic prison or somewhere else."

"……Who are you?"

Ross, who had been looking for his boss in the office for three days, suddenly frowned and said, "Do you know where Lei is?"

"...I'll wait for you downstairs, yellow Chevrolet!"

"...Hey, hello!"

After Mark finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Good guy!
Could it be that the protagonist's luck has returned to his head after a period of correction?

If this plot line does not start, Mark may think of other ways to find the specific coordinates of the tomb prison.

But with the lead of this jailbreak and prison master to explore the way.

The sea area of ​​Monaco was instantly locked by Mark!

With an approximate coordinate, the rest is not too difficult for Mark.

However, this information still needs to be confirmed.

quite a while!

Ms. Abigail Ross, who had not slept for twenty hours, worried about where her boss was, appeared at the door of the building.

After locking up the Chevrolet on the side of the road.

After hesitating for two or three seconds, he walked directly towards Mark's Chevrolet.

After getting in the car.

Ms. Rose looked at Mark in the driver's seat and said directly, "Do you know where Ray is now?"

"I have no idea!"

"..."

Ms. Ross was taken aback, and at the same time looked at Mark vigilantly, and took out the anti-wolf spray in her hand.

Mark smiled faintly: "Ms. Ross, I must ask you a few questions before I confirm this news."

"...What?" Ross held on to the anti-wolf spray tightly and never let go!
After recalling the plot, Mark asked lightly: "Before your boss disappeared, was there a CIA agent who came to give you this mission?"

"……How did you know?"

After getting the answer he wanted, Mark smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Abigail Rose and said, "Ms. Rose, you can go."

"...Where is Ray?"

"In a very hidden secret prison."

"……where?"

"That's what I want to know too."

"Are you looking for someone too?"

"Of course!" Mark turned his face to look at Rose, shook his head and said, "But I'm different from you. I plan to go there for a vacation. You are saving people, so you won't be on the way."

talking.

Mark raised his right hand slightly, opened the co-pilot's door directly, made a gesture of please to Ms. Ross and said, "But if I see Ray after I solve my troubles, maybe I will bring him back .”

Hold tight and don't wave!
Mark warned himself again in his heart.

The last time, such a mess that endangered his political life happened because of poor consideration.

I knew so.

At that time, Mark should have directly let that old guy of Worthington be killed.

Obviously, you can spend your whole life in the New York rich man's prison with beautiful scenery like a vacation manor.

Why bother?
Can't we accept 120 years of imprisonment honestly?
But it was only 120 three years.

It will pass as soon as the eyes are opened and closed. If the eyes are not opened once they are closed, they may pass earlier.

Do not appeal!

And it came directly from the hard steel mark.

Once an appeal is made, it can be announced that he has gone to hell to report to Mephisto in advance.

Some people always miscalculate a person's psychology and action thinking.

Mark let Worthington go to court to stand trial at that time in order to reflect judicial justice.

It's not that Mark can't bear it.

This is just great.

Mark decided to be cruel.

Poor old Worthington was in such a mess, lost his car, his ticket, his company, and his only son.

What now?
I can't even keep my own life...

Why bother?
Thinking of this, Mark couldn't help but feel sad for old Worthington...

(End of this chapter)