South Africa was an hour earlier than the British Empire. When Qin Fei and Mister decided to ask M to verify the identity of Reid after chatting outside the equipment room, the iron woman was already asleep under the blanket at home.

The ringing of the phone awakened Ms. M from her dream. She got up and found that the screen of her confidential mobile phone on the table was lit up.

"My dear, something is going on at this late?" M's husband who was sleeping on the bed was also awakened, but he just slightly raised his head and glanced at M who was sitting on the bed with a mobile phone.

"Well, it's official business." M nodded looking at the number and replied.

"Margaret, you are always so busy." The husband lay back on his pillow and sighed.

Obviously, this kind of thing is of course not the first time. Late-night calls have become commonplace. He has become accustomed to all this. After marrying M, he naturally has to adapt to this irregular rhythm of life.

M gathered her nightgown, got up from the bed, and walked towards her study.

When she reached the door of the bedroom, she answered the phone.

"Qin, it's late now. I hope you have a sufficient reason or some good news to interrupt my rest." Ms. M walked through the living room to the study room, opened the lock with her fingerprint, and the light in the room automatically turned on When she started, she walked straight to her desk and sat in a comfortable and spacious chair.

"Did you get the SD card?" she asked.

"If I told you that there is no such thing as an SD card, would you believe you?"

On the other end of the phone, Qin Fei's voice came.

"What?" Ms. M, who was originally leaning in the chair and rubbing her eyebrows, heard Qin Fei's answer, and her sleepiness disappeared and she sat upright in the chair. "What are you kidding? I answered your call so late. It’s not for you to make fun of me."

"I also hope this is my joke, ma'am, things have become complicated, you let me step on a dung pit." Qin Fei said unceremoniously: "Rhett is in my hands now, but things have changed. He said that he did not have an SD card in his hand, nor did he have any so-called Black Ops data at all. It was just a smoke bomb. Besides, he said he was not a traitor, he was loyal to the British Empire, ha ha."

"Qin, you are not a mercenary on your first day. Interrogation will never let me teach you a tutoring class, will you?" Ms. M's tone sounded very unpleasant. This is not something someone like yourself should go to. Things to consider.

Since he provided all the logistical support for Qin Fei, Qin Fei should take care of the rest by himself.

Qin Fei said: "Have you heard of MI17? It is also known as the Whitehall Secret Intelligence Service. It was formerly the Secretariat of the Secretary of the Military Intelligence Bureau. Is there such a department?"

"Where did you know about this department?" Ms. M's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she asked vigilantly: "Did Reid tell you?"

"You tell me first, is there such a secret department, and the level is very high, even higher than your MI6?" Qin Fei said: "I am working for you now, and I am waiting for your reply. , And then decide whether to go to the next room and give that Mr. Reid a shot in the head."

Ms. M's heart was shocked enough at the moment.

This department of MI17 is different from MI6. Externally, this department does not exist at all. Even if the military intelligence departments of many countries are unfamiliar with MI17, they will think that it is just an obsolete unit established during World War II and has long been cancelled and obliterated. In the long river of history.

Of course, within the British Empire, those high-level officials knew that there was such a secret service still in operation.

Could it be that Reid told Qin Fei?

What is the intention?

With countless question marks in her heart, Ms. M must be honest with Qin Fei.

Qin Fei is not a boy scout, not easy to deceive, and Reid is in Qin Fei's hands, and the action has already been half-successful. If you fall out with Qin Fei at this time, it is not a happy thing. Mercenaries can do anything. Especially Qin Fei, she knows Qin Fei too well, this person can only say it well, and can't come hard.

"Yes, there is such a department."

After a long silence, Ms. M chose to be honest.

"Reid told me that he confessed after being forced by me, saying that he was an agent recruited by MI17 and was performing a black undercover mission. He was just a bait, so he had to pretend to be a double agent with a lot of intelligence. People contact him, in fact he is playing for your country." Qin Fei said: "This is the story he told me. He said you can verify his identity with MI17's leader, Baron Harvey."

"Harvey?" Ms. M immediately understood. I am afraid that everything Qin Fei said is true. Baron Harvey is a mysterious guy and a veteran in the intelligence circle of the British Empire.

When he was young, Baron Harvey even held the current leadership position of MI6.

Ms. M said: "If he is an undercover agent, then there is a task code. He should have told you, right?"

"Yes, the mission code is "Poison", the mission code: poison0021, please check it and tell me as soon as possible. Now the situation in Johannesburg is very complicated. Someone is already chasing Reid. Last night we fought with a group of people in black. It is said to be a member of the Holy City Army." Qin Fei said.

"Well, I will verify as soon as possible, and then give you an answer." M said.

This concludes the conversation between the two people.

Qin Fei put away his mobile phone, thought for a moment, and said to Mistor on the side: "It seems that this Rhett is really a bit authentic. There is indeed a secret department called MI17, and their boss seems to be That old baron named Harvey."

"So what do you do now?" Mister said, "Things seem to be getting more and more fun."

Qin Fei knew what Mistral said.

Once M confirms Reid’s words, it means that he was inadvertently involved in a secret operation of the British Empire’s intelligence agency by simply taking back the hard drive. It also means that he will have to deal with those British guys who flaunt the spirit of a gentleman all day. We deal with.

"The boat will be straight at the end of the bridge. Let's take a step at a time." Qin Fei said, "Go, go back. I don't care what the British people think. The hard drive is ours. We have the right to take it back. It's a big deal to tear your face."

Mister was obviously surprised by Qin Fei's words.

I thought this kid was really ruthless, and he didn't care who you were if you were against him.

Back in the equipment room, Qin Fei walked to Reid and said: "I have called Ms. M. I believe she will have results soon, but before waiting for the results, we still need to do what we should do."

"What should be done?" Reid looked down at the rope on his body: "I am an agent of MI17, not your enemy, are you going to let me go?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with you." Qin Fei said, "I don't care if you are a real agent. I am neither a spy nor an agent. I only know that you have stolen what belongs to me. Come back. After all, where is the hard drive?"

Reid's face became difficult to look ~lightnovelpub.net~ I didn't expect Qin Fei still did not buy their MI17 account. This kid looked like a debt collector, biting the hard drive.

"Why? I don't want to pay it back?" Qin Fei was too lazy to talk with Reid, he found that sometimes a gun works better than a mouth.

He pulled out Glock 18 and said to Rhett: "Carmen is dead. You still have Rosa. Although she has leukemia, she still has a chance to be cured. I don't think you want to give up her, right?"

Rhett didn't speak.

Qin Fei said again: "Well, the game continues, I will count three times, you decide whether to tell me where my hard drive is now."

After that, he stretched out three fingers again, and retracted them one by one.

"One, two..."

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