Bro, you are a policeman, not a thug.

A woman walks into the apartment complex.

She has shawl blond hair and wears tight jeans and a fashionable winter top, showing the vitality and confidence of a European and American woman in her thirties.

When the insightful eyes fell on her, Xiao Mu frowned.

The hair is fake, the eyelashes are fake, the pupils are fake, and even her face is fake.

When walking, her legs are very stable and strong.

These are legs that have undergone years of training and have extremely stable lower body.

Her gait and posture seemed elegant, but the luster in her eyes was sharp.

His eyes moved from time to time, wary of his surroundings.

The reason why it attracted Xiao Mu's attention.

It was because this woman actually gave him a feeling of 'danger'.

Of course, this doesn't refer to her.

But there was something about her that could pose a threat to him.

When the woman appeared, Xiao Mu sensed as many as a dozen auras appearing outside the apartment area.

Not the military, not the police, maybe...the Secret Service?

Top Secret Service!

Xiao Mu's expression was slightly solemn as he watched the woman enter the apartment building where Matthew was located.

Get on the elevator, then get out of the elevator on the sixth floor and walk towards Matthew's home.

Sudden.

The words coming from the earphones were, "Through the face analysis and scan of this woman, it was confirmed that she is the secretary-in-charge of the Secret Intelligence Service of MI5, Bebela!"

MI5?

Xiao Mu's expression was dull for a moment.

There is a joke in the world.

Many people are saying that John Bull's MI5 should be called MI5.

It means that the people in this intelligence agency are worse than livestock.

It is a well-known waste agent base camp!

Here comes the weirdest thing.

As an intelligence agency, MI5 has no arrest powers.

Therefore, they generally cooperate with the police in every operation at home and abroad.

Doesn’t it look funny?

But... only knowledgeable people will know how terrifying this MI5 is.

Wilson wiretapping incident, No. 10 Downing Street incident...

This is an intelligence agency that is so crazy that even Prime Minister John Bull dares to eavesdrop.

Dick or not?

Now the secretary in charge of MI5's Secret Intelligence Service appears.

Also wearing a disguised face.

It's not fake, because in the eyes of many people, her face is real.

No one has seen her true face except the head of MI5's Secret Intelligence Service.

She also has a very fun nickname...Scorpion Beauty!

Xiao Mu's pupils shrank.

I heard the 'door opening'.

Matthew and Bebela meet!

Shaking hands and saying hello... the two of them walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

One from MI5 and one from MI6.

One is considered a senior executive and the other is an ordinary employee.

People from John Bull's two major intelligence agencies actually met in secret.

It would be interesting if someone exposed this!

suddenly.

Bebela asked, "Is there any coffee?"

"Not yet." Matthew replied.

"What if I want to drink?"

"No."

"hehe!"

"..."

There was another brief silence.

"Coffee with four sugar cubes."

Bebela spoke again.

Matthew was silent for a while, then got up and went to the water dispenser to make a cup of coffee.

When he came back, he put the coffee in front of Beibera, opened the sugar bowl, picked up a piece of sugar with tongs, and put it in the coffee cup.

1 yuan, 2 yuan, 3 yuan, 4 yuan... 5 yuan!

Bebela's face changed, her heart beat wildly, and she looked at the coffee cup coldly, "I told you, I want coffee with 4 pieces of sugar."

"Excuse me."

Matthew smiled, "Put an extra piece."

Bebela stared at the coffee cup motionless, seeming to be hesitating or thinking about something.

About a minute.

Bebela raised her hand to pick up the coffee cup and took a sip.

Seeing this scene, Matthew breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile appeared on his face, "Is it delicious?"

"It is too sweet."

Bebela put down the coffee cup and stared at him coldly, "It will kill someone."

"It doesn't matter."

Matthew continued to smile, "You're going to drink the coffee, aren't you?"

Bebela was silent, slowly stood up, and walked towards the apartment door.

Matthew stood up and opened the door.

They didn't have any more conversations.

Bebela left without looking back...

…

Xiao Mu squinted his eyes.

Those conversations are still swaying in my brain...

Four pieces of candy versus five pieces of candy?

Is coffee really coffee?

The mind is boiling and the reasoning is crazy.

Almost instantly, a sneer appeared on Xiao Mu's face.

Coffeeu003dSome kind of item?

Sugar u003d money?

Bebela wanted the item and gave the price of four pieces of candy.

Matthew gave the price of five pieces of candy?

Finally, Bebela drank the cup of coffee and agreed to the price.

It was possible to bring down one supervisor's secretary personally, while the other was also the supervisor's agent.

This was the ‘deal’ between the two intelligence chiefs.

So the price...don't talk about millions or tens of millions.

At least it should be in units of ‘hundred million’, right?

Pounds... Xiao Mu's heart couldn't help but beat twice.

If it were really worth 500 million, what would it be?

To put it mildly.

Five hundred million pounds can easily buy ten nuclear warheads.

Xiao Mu still remembers the old saying in Longguo: How can there be no profit in doing business?

It means that this thing will at least make the people behind Bebela double, or even several times more.

Do you dare to think what this thing could be?

The reason why I don’t say it clearly is because everyone is playing intelligence.

Why talk about something that can be solved with a cup of coffee and a sugar cube?

Even if others find fault with them, they don't need to admit anything.

And behind both sides are John Bull's intelligence agencies.

With big legs helping them stand up, who dares to torture them and force them to say something?

So they said everything and nothing!

This is probably what Bao Zhiwen wants... Xiao Mu looked solemn.

There is a problem.

What makes Bao Zhi Diploma confident that he can get things?

Sudden.

Xiao Mu heard Matthew's voice on the phone.

It will be connected after five seconds.

The words of the 'supervisor' rang out.

"Coming?"

"Coming."

"hehe."

"She left without saying anything."

"Um?"

"They didn't say when they would come next time, and they didn't tell me where they would go on a date next time."

"..."

"what do I do?"

"Keep staying home."

"What if she wants coffee?"

"Pour it for her, and don't forget to ask her to put the sugar in."

"good!"

…

Xiao Mu half-opened and half-closed his eyes.

There is no stated time for the transaction, but it could happen at any time.

If Bebela shows up asking for something, the stuff will appear.

But you have to give money...

This is what Matthew’s conversation with his supervisor was about!

However, a surprising scene appeared again.

Bebela, who was about to walk out of the apartment area, suddenly stopped.

He turned around and walked back to the apartment area, entering Matthew's apartment building.

A false shot?

Xiao Mu's expression changed.

The show is about to begin!