Chapter 319: 320. Chapter 320

320. Chapter 320

He Wei gave a strange chuckle and said, "You think we haven't tried? You know we have an Enhanced Human project, right? With your previous rank, you should have been qualified to know about it."

Han Yili nodded and said, "I know."

"We even deployed Modified Humans to deal with that guy," He Wei said with a bitter smile. "But do you know what the result was? Total annihilation."

"Those Modified Humans, even by international standards, were at the level of first-class mercenaries, yet they were cleaned up by Chen Jiajun's subordinates as easily as chopping melons and vegetables."

"Hiss." Hearing He Wei's words, Han Yili couldn't help but gasp: "Is this Chen Jiajun really that difficult to deal with?"

"It's not a question of whether he's difficult to deal with or not," Youde said quite helplessly. "It's like a thorn stuck in your flesh; there's simply no way to handle him."

"Have you two excellencies never thought of asking the motherland for reinforcements?" Han Yili said, somewhat puzzled. "Like MI5 or MI6 or something."

"Heh, even the CIA can't handle this guy," He Wei said helplessly. "This guy has already occupied British Brunei. It's like an iron barrel now; not even water can splash in. A while ago, we checked with the CIA, and they don't know how many batches of spies they've sent in; not a single one has come out."

"Now the CIA people are feeling the pain and refuse to send their spies into that bottomless pit anymore."

Han Yili's eyes flickered as he said, "Ordinary spies might not work, but what about that Legendary Agent?"

"Legendary Agent?" Hearing Han Yili's words, both were stunned: "That mysterious 007?"

"That's right, it's him," Han Yili said quite confidently. "I've heard that there has never been a mission this Legendary Agent couldn't complete."

He Wei frowned and said, "Are you sure you can invite him to take action?"

"My family has a good personal relationship with Madam M of MI6; perhaps I can ask her for help," Han Yili said cautiously, not committing entirely. "But I have to ask her first."

He Wei and Youde's eyes lit up immediately, and they said, "If it's really possible, you will definitely have a share of the credit for this."

Han Yili had originally come to Hong Kong for refuge after failing in political struggles, so hearing He Wei and Youde say this, he immediately felt tempted.

If he could truly gain the friendship of these two, he wouldn't fear the retaliation of his former enemies even if he were recalled to the motherland, and he might even be able to advance further.

So, after pondering for a moment, Han Yili took out his phone and dialed a number from memory.

A moment later, a cold woman's voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, who is this?"

At this time, England, London.

Madam M was currently overwhelmed, because not long ago, their MI6 had suffered an attack.

The attacker had breached the environmental control system, isolated security protocols, released gas, and performed other operations that should not have occurred.

They even hacked into the computer of this MI6 leader, figured out her schedule, and even knew she wasn't at the MI6 headquarters at the time.

Madam M knew the other party didn't want to kill her, but wanted to demonstrate against her.

It was just that, for now, they hadn't identified the attacker.

Fortunately, one of her subordinates, a Legendary Agent who had already been declared dead, had actually returned after seeing this incident.

This was the only thing she could feel comforted by.

However, as it concerned national security, Madam M still had many things to do.

So, she naturally wasn't very enthusiastic about a call from an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Madam, it's been a long time. Are you well?" Han Yili in Hong Kong immediately asked respectfully.

Madam M said coldly, "If your eyes are fine and you follow the news here in the motherland, you would know that I am not well at all. Say what you have to say quickly."

Having been rebuffed, Han Yili touched his nose in embarrassment: "It's like this, there is a thorny matter here in Hong Kong that might require your help, I don't know..."

Before he could finish, Madam M said with dissatisfaction: "Are you a chimpanzee with an IQ under three? Or do you not understand human speech?"

"Wait, Madam. We only need one person, that Mr. Bond under your command," Han Yili said immediately upon hearing Madam M preparing to hang up.

"Bond?" Madam M looked at the disheveled guy standing in front of her and didn't flatly refuse: "I'll consider it and then call you."

After hanging up, Madam M said to James Bond, who had snuck into her house, with dissatisfaction: "You will receive a report and have your service status re-evaluated. Only after passing the test can you return. Now, I think you should go take a shower."

Bond spread his hands and said, "OK, I'll go back to the hotel first."

"In any case, you cannot sleep here," Madam M said with a look of disgust.

"By the way, I just heard someone mention me, on the phone," James Bond pointed to Madam M's phone and said.

Madam M said indifferently, "Perhaps this might be your first mission after returning. You'll know when the time comes."

The next day, led by his MI6 colleague, Bond arrived at the new MI6 office location.

After all, the previous place had been bombed, and because the system had been breached, Madam M wouldn't use that place again even if it were usable.

They had moved the MI6 base underground, into a previously abandoned MI6 base.

Being underground and using older systems, the chance of being hacked would be greatly reduced.

However, these old antiques would waste a lot of manpower and resources.

For the current MI6, it was the only way out.

But in James Bond's view, he even felt a bit nostalgic for this place.

After entering the base, he first underwent a series of physical tests to ensure he was still capable of field missions.

Unfortunately, due to his recent alcoholism and the flare-up of old injuries, Bond's abilities were not what they used to be.

Just as he was anxious about whether he could continue to serve, Madam M overruled all objections and passed his test.

However, since Bond's previous mission had failed and he had even "died" once, there were still people in the organization who didn't look favorably upon his return.

But Madam M was very firm, so the matter was put to rest for the time being.

"We investigated the gunman who attacked you. He used a type of discarded Uranium Shell, military-grade, very expensive, and hard to obtain. Only a very small number of people would use it. You should be glad you weren't hit directly, otherwise you would likely have been torn in half," the Information Officer joked to Bond.

Afterward, the other party opened the computer and pulled up photos of several people, saying: "Is there anyone you recognize?"

Bond recognized the guy who had attacked him at a glance, pointed at the screen, and said, "It's this guy."

"Alright, this guy is called Patrice. He's like a ghost; his birthplace and nationality are both unknown," the Information Officer said helplessly.

Bond frowned and said, "Then how do we find him?"

"Fortunately, we have a few acquaintances in the CIA. Because this guy killed their ambassador, the CIA is tracking him. According to intelligence fed back from the CIA, they have already found some clues, and he will appear in Hong Kong in two days."

The Information Officer raised an eyebrow and said to Bond.

Madam M added from the side, "You are to go there and wait for further instructions. Find out who he is working for, and who has the list of agents. If things go smoothly, go to the Government House after completing this; there will be your next mission."

What gives Madam M the biggest headache right now is not as simple as the attackers invading MI6.

Because just during this time, she received an email sent by the attackers.

In the email, the other party claimed to have used some unknown means to obtain the list of all MI6 agents, and threatened to publish these lists on the internet.

For MI6, this is a significant blow.

If this guy were allowed to publish the list, the organization known as MI6 would have no need to exist.

Therefore, Madam M placed this mission at the top priority, but she also accepted the request for help from Han Yili.

Both matters happened to occur in Hong Kong; perhaps there might be some clues over in Hong Kong.

At the very least, it could help James Bond.

So Madam M added a sentence, saying, "If you encounter any issues in Hong Kong, you can also seek help from the Government House; this should be able to save you quite a bit of time."

"I understand." After hearing these details, Bond turned and left with great flair.

Watching Bond's back, Madam M could not help but sigh.

She is now being forced into a desperate situation.

Chen Jiajun has been in Macau tracking Silva's trail.

After all, for this guy to be able to stir up so many things in Macau, he must possess considerable influence there.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun did not return to Hong Kong and remained in Macau to handle matters there.

Ya Qi had the worst luck, running around everywhere with the information officers under his command.

Fortunately, the funds approved by Chen Jiajun were sufficient, which actually allowed Ya Qi to uncover some things.

"Boss, we found a casino." Ya Qi walked over holding a chip and placed it in front of Chen Jiajun.

"A casino?" Chen Jiajun toyed with the special chip in his hand and said, "Is there anything different about it?"

Ya Qi nodded and said, "We bought intelligence and learned that there is a casino in Macau that can take contracts for killers; it follows the same model as that Continental Hotel."

"Oh?" Chen Jiajun's eyes lit up instantly: "That is interesting, tell me about it?"

Ya Qi then told Chen Jiajun the content he had pried out of the mouth of an information merchant.

This casino has already existed for several years, and it just so happens that its birth coincided with when Silva began to be active.

Moreover, the background of this casino is extremely mysterious; although it is registered under the name of people from Japan, the actual controller is a woman named Evelyn.

They investigated the identity of this woman named Evelyn, but found nothing at all, as if she had appeared out of thin air.

"I think this casino is highly suspicious; should I go and investigate it?" Ya Qi asked.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Jiajun said, "No rush. Silva is a very cunning guy, don't alert the enemy. Is there any other intelligence?"

Ya Qi scratched his head: "Nothing more from Macau, but the brothers over in Hong Kong sent some things over, take a look."

As he spoke, Ya Qi had his subordinate bring over another file.

After opening the file, Chen Jiajun discovered that the photo showed a handsome Gweilo.

He had black hair, blue eyes, scars on his right cheek and the back of his right hand, and relatively dark skin.

Most importantly, he was picked up personally by a car from the Government House.

"What is this guy's background?" Chen Jiajun asked with a frown.

Ya Qi shook his head and said, "No intelligence was found regarding this man. He should be a Gweilo from England. To be received so grandly by Youde, his status must be extraordinary."

Chen Jiajun observed the man in the photo carefully and discovered that the man's posture and manner of walking were somewhat off.

Multiple photos showed that when this guy moved, his right arm never swung, staying tightly pressed against his waist. Furthermore, when moving, his eyes were darting around, and he walked as if on tiptoes.

Such abnormal movements immediately aroused Chen Jiajun's vigilance.

"Have the Information Department in Hong Kong investigate this person; I think there is a problem with him." After pondering for a moment, Chen Jiajun said to Ya Qi.

"Understood, Boss." Ya Qi nodded and said, "That casino..."

"Send people to watch it," Chen Jiajun said indifferently, "I always feel that these two things might have some connection."

On the other side, Hong Kong.

Bond did not expect that he would be taken to the Government House as soon as he got off the plane.

Facing the hand Youde extended, Bond did not shake it, but instead asked coldly, "Sir, how did you know my identity?"

"Ah? Is there a problem with that? Mr. Bond, we have long admired your great name. Since you came all the way from the motherland to help us this time, we naturally must treat you well," Youde said with some confusion.

Bond frowned and said, "But I have other missions. I will contact you again after the mission is finished."

Having said that, Bond turned and left the Government House directly.

After all, as a Legendary Agent, he is a very cautious person and would never let others track his whereabouts.

Seeing Bond leave directly, Youde was stunned on the spot.

After leaving the Government House, Bond checked his surroundings very vigilantly, and only after confirming that no one was following him did he feel at ease and hail a taxi to leave.

Every move he made was being monitored by the information officers under Chen Jiajun.

"Boss, this guy seems very unusual. The brother who followed him just now was almost discovered by this guy," one of the Hell Knights said to his Captain.

The Captain nodded: "The person the Boss personally ordered us to monitor must be extraordinary. Everyone be careful and don't follow too closely."

He nodded and said, "Understood, I will pass the word down."

"Very good, first see where he goes." The Captain nodded.

Bond had the driver circle around Central several times before arriving at the Shangri-La Hotel.

Using the identity provided by MI6, he checked directly into the top-tier suite.

After entering the room, Bond even took out a small detector to check the room and confirm there were no listening devices before he felt at ease.

According to the intelligence, the other party would not appear in Hong Kong until tomorrow, so Bond planned to rest for the night first.

For some reason, he just felt a bit uneasy, as if someone were staring at him.

"Perhaps I'm just overthinking it?"

Feeling uneasy, Bond got up to check things over again, and only after confirming there were no issues did he sleep soundly.

The next day, Bond changed his outfit, applied some disguises, left the hotel, and arrived at the designated airport.

After waiting for three or four flights, he finally spotted his mission target.

The individual was tall and carried a metal briefcase in their hand; after getting off the plane, they went straight into a taxi.

Bond dared not follow too closely and could only find another taxi to follow behind.

After paying several times the usual fare, the driver finally kept his mouth shut.

By this time, the sky had darkened, and the bright lights of Hong Kong were just beginning to shine in the night.

Bond patiently followed the target, changing vehicles several times along the way to avoid being discovered.

Even so, the target had already circled the Central area several times; such a method of operation was just as cautious as Bond's own.

After wandering around for several hours, the car suddenly stopped in front of a building not far away.

The building was a towering office block; the employees inside had already finished work, and the interior was pitch black.

There was no telling what the target had come here to do.

To avoid attracting attention, Bond had the driver pull over two streets away before he got out.

When he returned to the foot of the office building, he discovered that the target had actually shot a security guard, taken the guard's ID card, and gone straight upstairs.

Seeing the target's efficient methods, Bond's expression turned serious.

He carefully drew his service pistol and followed.

After entering the office building, he soon discovered another corpse, and in the sightseeing elevator not far from the body, the target took out the guard's card and swiped it to head upward.

The office building's environment was complex, and Bond was not sure which floor the target was going to.

So, while waiting for the elevator to rise, he took a running start, grabbed the bottom of the sightseeing elevator, and hung by his hands to follow the elevator upward.

Following the target to the 75th floor, Bond discovered that the guy had disassembled his briefcase and assembled a sniper Bujiang, and the target seemed to be aiming at someone in the building opposite.

Taking this opportunity, Bond jumped out and grappled with the target.

The target had already cut through the high-rise glass, preparing to snipe someone in the building opposite.

Bond suddenly appeared, and the two of them crashed into the already-cut glass, shattering it.

The killer was almost knocked directly off the building.

Bond grabbed the target's hand with one hand and shouted, "Who has the list? Tell me, who do you work for?"

Unfortunately, the killer, hanging in mid-air, had no intention of answering Bond; instead, the killer flashed a sinister grin at Bond, struggled free from Bond's arm, and fell directly from the height of the 75th floor.

"Damn it." Bond hammered the floor hard and then checked the equipment the target had brought.

Besides the sniper Bujiang assembled from carbon fiber, he also found an exquisitely crafted Chip inside, with the text on it spelling out the name of a place in Macau.

Just as Bond was preparing to leave quietly, he suddenly saw the figure of a woman on the opposite side of the building.

After the woman glanced at Bond, she quickly got up and left. (End of chapter)