Chapter 1138: Threaten me? (Please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
Chapter 1138 Threatening me? (Please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
It didn’t take long for those who followed Xu Chuan to know about it.
After getting in the car, Curtis specifically handed over his mobile phone. Twitter was full of posts about him.
It doesn't matter, neither he nor Sheila cares much about it anyway.
And he wanted to see if anyone could use this to set the pace.
Well, the most troublesome thing is dealing with other people after returning to China...
However, the popularity of his tidbits is only average. The most popular news now is that the former president of the Zetlov Group and his family were buried in a fire.
Although he is the former president, Sergei Smike's influence is really great, and even caused some turbulence in the Russian financial market.
And after two days, the heat seems to have no downward trend.
Xu Chuan on Twitter can help Alex control the popularity, but this world is not just Twitter.
Some people have already begun to speculate on conspiracy theories. After all, it has been less than a year since Alex came back.
For such a serious matter, the police have conducted an autopsy and held a press conference. The result is of course no doubt.
Alex has been preparing for this for so long, so of course she won’t make any mistakes in this regard.
The public relations department of the Zetloff Group was also not idle. They refuted the conspiracy theory news.
Because Sergey Smike's entire family has died, how to deal with the assets in his name is also a very troublesome matter.
There is no legal heir and no will. How to deal with this situation is really a mess.
It is estimated that Zeitloff's board of directors is already very noisy now.
How should Alex deal with it? Should she divide the benefits, or use force to suppress others?
However, this is the price Alex must pay for sitting in this position.
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In London, the authority of the new commander of Division 20 has been handed over to Rachel Dalton.
However, she is still a bare-bones commander. Although the logistics and some personnel of Branch 20 are still at the headquarters, Rachel Dalton does not intend to use these people again.
Fortunately, the office space is still ready, and when Christmas is over, she can start building her own team.
The director has given her enough authority and resource support, and all that remains is how to show her value.
What she has to do now is to find the legendary MI6 agent Victoria Wensig.
Rachel Dalton's hair stood on end after reading the top secret document. Shouldn't the black technology of mercury red bomb be an item in novels and games?
At that time, she wanted to ask the Director if she could withdraw.
However, she knew that she had no chance to quit, and MI6 would not let her live after reading the information.
Victoria Wensiger, this lady's position is not so easy to determine.
After all, this is a legendary agent. When she fought against the KGB, Rachel Dalton might not have been born yet.
But it doesn't matter, as long as you are human, you will have limitations, and today's technology is very different from Victoria's time.
She easily found traces of the other party through countless cameras in London.
And this grandmother-like figure actually took on some murderous jobs on the dark web.
Is this to add some fun to boring retirement life?
Rachel Dalton felt that she didn't quite understand this old lady's brain circuit.
So, when she opened a hotel room and looked at the stumps on the floor and Victoria dissolving the body in the bathtub, her expression was really unbearable. Victoria, who was wearing a dark blue evening gown with a mask on her face, was putting one leg of the corpse into a bathtub filled with some kind of acidic substance.
Ugh, this smell is so disgusting.
Rachel Dalton exited the bathroom. Even if the exhaust fans inside were all turned on, they could not completely filter the air inside.
"Hey, did the director ask you to come here just to make this expression?"
Victoria paused as she spoke, "By the way, who is the mayor now?"
She hasn't paid attention to MI6 for a long time.
"It's Director Philips," Dalton replied.
And Victoria kept moving her hands, "Philips, I know at least twenty people named Philips."
Dalton was about to answer, but the other party waved his hand, "However, apart from those who are dead, there is only one person who can sit on the position of director."
Throwing the last piece of the body into the bathtub, Victoria walked out of the bathroom.
"What do you want from me? Are you going to kill someone?"
The old lady took off her mask and arranged her hair and dress elegantly.
Temperament cannot be faked. If Dalton hadn't known the other party's details, she would have thought he was a noble from a certain European country.
Rachel Dalton told the story about nightshade, and then conveyed the words of the director.
"He threatened me?" Victoria asked jokingly.
As a retired agent who was so bored that he took murder orders on the dark web, how could she care about what a bureaucrat said.
"Of course not. This is just a reminder. We still don't know why someone wanted to involve Frank Moses."
Rachel Dalton knew that the other party would not care about the so-called great interests.
"Maybe someone is planning to use this incident against them."
Victoria seemed to be thinking about the other party's words seriously.
Dalton continued, "So it's good for you and good for them to stop them."
Victoria did not speak, but looked at Dalton seriously. It took at least two minutes before she replied, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
Dalton, who was already scared to death, breathed a sigh of relief. She was ready to fight to the death.
Watching Dalton leave, Victoria immediately took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Marvin, tell Frank that you need to move faster. I have a way to find out where Edward Bailey is being held."
Since this lady was pushed out just now to be responsible for this mess, she must have known about Edward Bailey, and of course she would go and meet him.
So Victoria just took the opportunity to install a tracker on the other party.
"That thing must not fall into anyone's hands."
Victoria and Frank Moses have been in contact for a long time and have reached a consensus that no matter if the mercury bomb is real, it must not fall into the hands of these politicians. It will definitely be a disaster for the world.
These people have watched the world teeter on the edge of nuclear war since the Cold War, and they know very well what these people will do.
Rachel Dalton on the other side walked out of the hotel in a cold sweat, the cold wind making her shiver.
She tightened the bag on her arm, knowing there was a tracker there.