infinite loop

Brandt, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, was sitting next to the minister, pretending to be concentrating on analyzing the data on the computer, but actually looking at the Moscow street scene flashing past the car window from the corner of his eye.

It was only a day since Molo was almost caught at the Hong Kong airport, and he didn't tell anyone about it, but it made him regret it in retrospect-she looked better than flying with Bill Jonathan. Dubai, more willing to stay with myself.

But he didn't respond to her gaze as it should—even though that gaze had been lingering on the pistol on his waist, not focusing too much on himself.

...Thinking about it this way, listening to Mo Luo's not-so-polite tone when he spoke to him, and the sometimes vague hints hidden in the sentences, it was like deliberately trying to lure him into killing her... He analyzed it clearly and logically, but he couldn't understand her motives for doing so.

The extended business Bentley suddenly slowed down significantly, and immediately the right door was opened from the outside, and a thin man stepped forward with his head down, using his strength to get into the car, and sat down opposite the minister.

He seemed to have gone on foot for a few kilometers, threw himself on the car seat and was hunched over and panting slightly, the profile of his face was cold and sharp, and his whole body revealed the message of the wind and dust, like a And brought the chill of the night.

It took Brant only one glance to see his handsome and resolute face, and then a surge of panic, guilt and remorse rushed over, penetrated deep into the bone fissures, occupied the blood vessels and nerves, and swept away his heart.

this man...

The man: Ethan, Ethan Hunt.

— In Croatia a few years ago, he was ordered to protect a couple.However, due to his negligence, the wife died in a tragic and cruel way, and the husband disappeared.

Ethan was the husband who lost his love because of his mistakes.

In fact, he is actually "the chief culprit who blew up the Kremlin half a day ago" according to the official information.

Because of this relationship, Brandt only quietly listened to the heated debate between Ethan and the Minister on national security issues, and only slightly nodded when the Minister asked him to introduce himself, and he never dared to look directly at the other party. Those eyes that seem to be able to see into Shinobi.

He couldn't hold his head up because of the heavy guilt that he couldn't get rid of.

However, this embarrassing situation didn't last long - 5 minutes later, Bentley drove to the bridge across the river with a beautiful night view, but what they didn't want to greet them was a loud bang!

The minister was killed by a piece of shrapnel piercing the windshield, and the driver stopped breathing. The Bentley rolled over in this highly targeted and purposeful explosion. Fell into the turbulent deep black river.

Immersed in the icy river water, Brandt found that he could feel what Molo felt the day before. He dodged, wiped his face dripping with water, and stroked his hair back.

At that time, Ethan Hunt floated up from the bottom of the river on the other side.

They looked at each other, and each of them saw a trace of panic, big or small, in each other's eyes.

"What should we do now?" Brant put his arms around his arms, twitched his reddened nose, and couldn't help asking.

……

With Bill's assistance, Su Li went through the check-in procedures for the Burj Khalifa.

Bill led her into the luxuriously renovated interior of the hotel, took the elevator up to dozens of floors, and soon came to his room.

After she opened the door with a magnetic card, she unexpectedly found three or four men in black suits vigilantly pointing guns at the door. When she saw her face, her nerves were obviously tense, and her wrists began to droop, but When the line of sight touched Bill behind her, he quickly raised his gun.

One of the leaders shouted at her:

"Tues de son ctétrès dangerreux, Mlle Morrow! (French *you are dangerous by his side, Mlle Morrow*)"

...Su Li expressed distress that she could not understand French.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the leading man became even more urgent. He stepped forward two steps and asked emphatically, "Noussommesvotreetourage, Vousnevoussouvenezpasdenous?! (French *We are your followers, don't you remember us*)"

"... How you?"

Su Li thought for a long time and had to ask in English.

It's just that the other party didn't seem to understand even the simplest English. He walked up to her and gestured awkwardly with his hands in the air, muttering in his mouth hoping she could understand:

"Surunyacht, c'estqu'ilvous jette à lamer! (French for *on a yacht, that's when he throws you overboard*)"

Su Li was still trying to distinguish some elements from the void graphics drawn by his fingertips to confirm the information, but Bill behind him suddenly turned sideways with one hand choking her neck and pressed her against the door frame, and quickly pulled out the top end with the other hand to spin it. The small pistol with the silencer fired four shots in a row. Only one bullet was wasted, but he hit the vital point and killed him. He knocked down all the people in the room cleanly!

A warhead was embedded in the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows. First, a thin slit continued to spread, and then shattered and expanded into a dense spider web. When the strong wind blew from the upper floors, glass shards immediately scattered all over the ground.

The new wind blew in with a whistling roar, almost blinding people's eyes.

"I'm still wondering how long you're going to wait to reveal your identity - it's coming sooner than I thought."

He withdrew his wrist, and the extremely crushed trachea was able to breathe repeatedly. Su Li leaned half against the door frame and took a deep breath, curling the corners of his lips half-jokingly.

As early as when she saw the pistol handle inadvertently exposed in the slit of his shirt, she felt that something was wrong—perhaps as a killer's entourage, it is understandable to carry a gun with him, but no one would equip a entourage with such a high-end and expensive model .

According to her understanding over the years, it can be regarded as one of the best killing machines in the world. It has a long range and a precise and efficient sniper rate. It is the favorite pistol of agents and killers.

"I'm also wondering when you'll find out."

Naturally, he no longer used honorific titles for her. Bill glanced at her lightly, and finally had an imperceptible smile on his face, "You have never let me down, Miss Morrow."

"Were you hired to kill me?"

Su Li didn't have any intention of resisting at all, and she didn't intend to hide it herself, "Then let's do it quickly, remember to do it quickly."

"No. Actually, I'm glad you're not dead."

Bill declined her immediately without hesitation, his eyes wandered around the decorations and furnishings in the room, as if he was looking for something, his brows were slightly frowned, and he continued softly to her, "Because here... I need you to help me A little favor."

……

Lying exhausted in the safe house disguised as a train carriage, Brandt took off his impossibly soaked coat while listening to Ethan's orderly narration.

"Sabine Molo——" the familiar name made him turn his head slightly, glanced at the beautiful and lonely face on the electronic display screen, and then heard Ethan continue to say, "Two days ago she shot us in Budapest One of the agents stole the launch code of the Russian nuclear bomb."

Brandt lowered his eyes - this is the news he had learned before.

"Intelligence shows that she will check into the Burj Khalifa Hotel 36 hours later and sell the secret launch code formula to terrorists."

Ethan pursed his lips slightly, his face was as cold and serious as his tone of voice, "We must arrive as soon as possible in advance to stop her dangerous deal with terrorists."

——According to the original plan, they had plenty of time to manage it calmly, come up with a sleight-of-hand trick to safely recapture the code, and sanction the terrorists who tried to launch a nuclear war.Unexpectedly, things backfired. When the group of them rushed to the hotel non-stop, Benji, a technical agent, remotely hacked into the hotel's surveillance cameras, and immediately covered his face with his hands and told everyone regretfully:

"Sabine Molo checked in half an hour ago."

"...Is the man accompanying her there?"

Brant walked to Benji's side in twos and threes, supported his shoulder with one hand and looked at the blurry image. He frowned when he saw Bill Jonathan's highly recognizable side face in the elevator.

"What's wrong?" Ethan asked, noticing that his expression was a bit strange.

"I met Molo, just two days ago."

Brant supported his forehead, turned around and leaned against the corner of the table, trying his best not to look at Ethan's changed expression, "...I think everything she did was held hostage by Bill Jonathan of."

"..."

Ethan and Benji looked at each other, and the latter tugged on the flat cuffs he held between his arms, and said softly, "Don't be kidding...she's a killer, and you know that too, Brant."

"I know, I understand."

His flexible and keen thinking was running at high speed, and the corners of his eyes twitched a little nervously. Brant suddenly withdrew and walked towards the door, "...but I still want to talk to her."

Seeing that he was still stubbornly sticking to his point of view without being persuaded at all, Benji had no choice but to spread his hands and made an unbelievably exaggerated expression.

……

"Open it."

Su Li gave an order to the voiceprint lock detector on the lockbox, then looked back at Bill, "Okay, I think it has been completely unlocked."

Bill took the lockbox and put it in front of him, and this time he really lifted the lid smoothly.

"Originally on the yacht, I forced you to tell me where the launch code was hidden, but when I got here, I found that the box uses a voice lock, and only your voice can open it."

He casually fiddled with the latch on the keyhole, his eyelids drooping slightly as if talking about something insignificant, "So I said, I'm glad you're not dead... Now I have to thank you."

Su Li peeked at the gun at his hand, and said in a false reply, "You're welcome."

"Unfortunately, my employer doesn't want to get in trouble, so you still have to die."

Pressing the bullets into the magazine one by one, Bill calmly loaded and assembled, released the safety and carefully held the handle of the gun in his hand, and then said the second half of the sentence, "And die more naturally——Miss Morrow .”

"..."

Before Su Li had time to distinguish the deep meaning in his words, he had already pressed the butt of the gun on her hand forcibly——

He wanted to coerce her to commit suicide——!

The thought flashed through her mind, and her body reacted immediately.

Sliding down from the back of the chair to avoid Bill's restraint, she slammed a positive fist with her left hand into Bill's face, and then slapped off the ready-to-fire pistol in her hand and kicked it aside with force. Stare tripped him with irresistible force, and then she stood up, and the sharp heel of her high-heeled shoes stepped on his Adam's apple.

"You shouldn't—"

In the middle of her words, Bill's hand that quietly reached into his pocket seemed to have touched some switch, and her body immediately collapsed, curled up into a ball on the ground.

"Do you still remember the black tea I gave you?" Bill stood up again, rubbing the messy collar, wiped the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth with the back of his hand, and picked up his gun across her painfully curled body , Reloaded, "There are dissociative media in it, they are controlled by my electromagnetic wave transmitter - when you drink them, I can control your body functions."

He stuffed the gun into her convulsive hand, wrapped her ten fingers affectionately, and moved the muzzle of the gun to her throbbing temple, "Farewell, although I admire you very much, Miss Morrow."

And here Brant pushed open the half-hidden door, just in time to see Bill pull the trigger with her hand with a cold expression, and then the blood splashed all over the ground, and a few drops fell on his face, smelling foul. And hot and humid.

The author has something to say: Last night, my wrist hurt so much that I could hardly move it..._(:з)∠)_In this way, the double is more like today's XD

Today's next chapter will be updated later, but it must be before 10.2:24 of 00~

In the next chapter, we will meet the wallaby again!Are you happy? 【Running around happily

The little angel has to wait a little longer... but it won't be a few chapters.

Ps The full text will be finished in two or three volumes, and the new pit will be officially deposited~

The theme of the new pit is the comprehensive film + British and American dramas under the SPN world view _(:з)∠)_ speed travel, and also the ghost hunting unit series XD will send a preview to the trial pit~