[007]Miss M

"How much do you know about Mr. White?" M asked Scarlett while flipping through the information that Tanner gave him after boarding the plane.

Mr. White, the name Scarlett is no stranger.According to the number provided by Bond, MI[-] quickly found the corresponding person—the same person who struck up a conversation with Scarlett at Casino Royale in Montenegro.

"He's Raciford's superior."

"Any more?"

"He seemed to be afraid of something, so he didn't dare to touch me. Obviously, I have something they want. Don't worry," seeing M's sudden nervousness, Scarlett knew what she was thinking without thinking, " Mr. White doesn't know that I'm your daughter, even... even if he knows, they don't believe it. I'm afraid no one will believe it except for those who have definite evidence. The person in charge of MI[-] actually has a daughter!"

"Are you angry?" M's tone was sure.

angry?What else could she be angry about?Scarlett smiled back and asked M: "What is there to be angry about? Or, what is there to be angry about? I am just stating a fact. Instead of worrying about me, think about how to interrogate Mr. White Come out, and how Yusuf Kabila hid his real name from MI[-]."

"You knew already?"

"As long as I think about it, there is nothing I can't find in MI[-]."

Yusuf Kabila, Alan Salvatore's real name.

Alan Salvatore is the name he lied to his girlfriend now. Obviously, there is someone behind Alan, otherwise it would be impossible to change his information so perfectly, almost hiding it from MI[-].

Yes, almost.

Scarlett and Whishaw discovered that this person's information had been modified almost at the same time. After tracing all the way and recovering the data, they finally found the person's real name——Yosef Kabila.

"We suspect that the people behind him are Racif's organization. Yusef was kidnapped in Morocco, and Vespa had to cooperate with them in order to save his boyfriend."

The organization behind Raciford? M's speculation is not unreasonable, and they do have such abilities.

"What do you think?" Seeing Scarlett's silence, M asked for his opinion.

Scarlett was silent. M knew she was thinking and didn't interrupt her. She wanted to see what Scarlett could think of and what kind of judgment she would make, so that she could know whether she would be capable in the future. Take her place.

"If the organization behind Raciford really has such ability, then the most dangerous thing now should be Bond." Scarlett's tone sounded calm, "They will do it, there are only two possibilities, kill White Sir, or... rescue him at all costs."

"Which one do you think it is?"

"Rasiford respects Mr. White very much, so Mr. White's status in the organization is not low. As for whether to kill him or save him, we have to see which is easier."

M nodded to express her agreement with Scarlett's opinion: "I hope that in a while, let me see your ability to be praised by others and get the news we want."

"I will try my best." Scarlett promised.

Bond's car pulled into the secret MI[-] compound in Sienna, Italy, almost an hour later than originally estimated.

He carried Mr. White upstairs, threw him to the ground, and told the doctor next to him: "Don't let him bleed to death."

The doctor quickly inserted an infusion bottle for Mr. White, and the medicine in it could slow his injury.He wasn't half surprised when he saw Scarlett standing next to M, and simply greeted him like seeing another colleague Mitchell: "Hello, Mitchell, hello, Scarlett."

"Hello."

Seeing Bond coming in, Mitchell went out to check the surrounding situation. There were only Scarlett, M, and Bond left in the room for a while. Thinking eyes, the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but M quickly broke the atmosphere between the two: "The Yankees will definitely not be very happy."

M was talking about Raciford.

"Didn't they find Raciford?"

"They found his body."

While taking off his tie, Bond casually replied: "If you want his soul, you need to find a priest."

M turned around and motioned for Scarlett to continue staring in Mr. White's direction from the window: "Did he recruit anything?"

"No."

Scarlett watched from the window, and the doctor was removing the bullet from Mr. White's leg, grinning hoarsely in pain.

"I'll go see him."

M nodded in agreement.

Scarlett went downstairs, watched the doctor put away the tools one by one, and gave him a look to signal him to leave. Then she dragged a stool and sat down beside Mr. White: "Are you surprised to see me? Look in the warehouse By the time Bond and I were taken away, I thought you already knew who I was."

"You sent that person away, do you want to ask me something? What do you want to ask? Miss Natalie Portman?"

Scarlett looked at Mr. White's confident expression, but became interested: "Do you know what I want to ask you?"

"You want to ask my organization, you want to ask the person who rescued you, am I right?"

With a sneer, Scarlett's eyes stayed on the wound on Mr. White's calf: "How can you be sure that I must be interested? Even if I am really interested, do you think I won't kill you? Then you Wrong, Raciford made me understand one thing, if you don’t get any news, then just kill him.”

"Raciford was right when he said something in the warehouse. Even if he killed me and Bond, he would still be alive. What he relied on was the news in his hand. The news about the organization was the same for you. So I One thing was decided at that time - if you're going to live by it, you're thinking wrong, because... I would not hesitate to -"

"Kill you."

"I thought you'd know me well, you, the CIA, were listening to our conversations, but... funny, the fact that you didn't even know I existed... How funny! Haha!"

Scarlett didn't speak, because she had seen M approaching. Obviously, she heard what Mr. White just said clearly, and retorted: "Now I know, we learn quickly."

"Then you should know that there are people from us everywhere." Mr. White said, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Mitchell standing directly in front of him, "Really?"

The moment he finished speaking, Mitchell pulled out his pistol and shot another detective.

Bond and Scarlett reacted immediately——

Mitchell rebelled.

"Protect M." Bond dropped this sentence and threw himself at Mitchell. During the dispute between the two, Mr. White was shot by mistake.

"Take her away!" Scarlett looked at the former doctor, "I'll be right there."

Bond chased Mitchell out, M and the doctor left to the garage by another road, and now she and Mr. White are the only two left here.

Mr. White got another bullet in his right shoulder, but it was not fatal. He was lying on the ground, jjj, and Scarlett stepped on the heel of his high-heeled shoe on Mr. White's wound. He couldn't help but Enlarged jj, bent down, and leaned into his ear: "Does it hurt? If you say it, I might give you a good time... You know what I want to know, say it, or don't say it, you And the right to choose.”

"me……"

Putting the gun on Mr. White's right shoulder, Scarlett's tone was already chilling: "Are you saying...or not..."

The author has something to say: tomorrow's update should be at eight in the morning.

Hey, we finally meet~