Chapter 464: Famous on the List

Solomon was silent for a moment, then said to Chen Jiajun, "What can you provide our organization?"

The Syndicate had already been classified as a terrorist organization, and Solomon did not mind his organization's reputation becoming even more foul.

Besides, as long as he could achieve his goals, he did not mind cooperating with any organization.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said to Solomon, "Money, intelligence, support—these things you need most right now."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Solomon could not help but glance at Silva beside him, his expression full of wariness.

The Legendary Agent Silva, the ruthless man who once nearly wiped out MI6, was indeed extraordinary.

He had even clearly figured out the news that their organization was currently very short on money.

Solomon himself was struggling to support the organization's operations, and now there was no better way.

Unless he could get "that thing" they wanted.

Therefore, the wisest choice now was to cooperate with Chen Jiajun.

After pondering for a moment, Solomon reached out his hand toward Chen Jiajun: "Happy to cooperate!"

"Happy to cooperate!" Chen Jiajun immediately revealed a smile and said to Solomon.

Just as the two reached an agreement, Silva's phone suddenly rang. After listening to the content of the call, he said to Solomon, "Solomon, your subordinates don't seem very capable! The duck that was already in hand has actually flown away!"

"What do you mean?" Solomon asked with a bewildered look.

Silva smirked and said, "That Mr. Ethan Hunt just escaped from your Syndicate's stronghold; it won't be easy to catch him again!"

Solomon was stunned for a moment, then said indifferently, "It doesn't matter; he was never an important figure to begin with."

This attitude of Solomon's actually made Chen Jiajun and Silva somewhat surprised.

However, since the man refused to say, they would not force him; after all, both sides had just reached a cooperation, and it was not appropriate to pry into someone else's plans.

Solomon said to Chen Jiajun, "We happen to have a plan recently that requires some funds and intelligence!"

"Oh? What kind of operation?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

"Assassinating Prime Minister Otili!" Solomon said indifferently.

Chen Jiajun revealed a smile: "Good, you go discuss this matter with Silva; he will satisfy any reasonable request you have! However... if Ethan was able to escape, I'm afraid your organization has an Undercover."

"I know, I have always known!" Solomon sneered and said, "But I need to use her to achieve some goals, so don't worry, she is under my control."

"That's good!"

On the other side, Ethan dragged his wounds to find a phone booth, then dialed the number of his superior, Brandt.

Once the call connected, Ethan said directly to Brandt, "London Terminal has been breached, repeat, London Terminal has been breached! Agent stronghold has fallen, requesting immediate extraction!"

Brandt lowered his voice and asked, "What happened? Who breached London Terminal?"

"A man, he wanted something, but it wasn't intelligence!" Ethan said vaguely; he himself did not know what that mysterious man wanted to do: "He could have killed me, but he didn't!"

Brandt was stunned for a moment, then continued to ask, "Alright, what do you think that represents?"

"The Syndicate is real!" Ethan said, gasping for air: "They know who we are, they know how we operate, I think I know why they are so hard to track!"

"The priority now is to collect all intelligence on deep-cover agents, no matter which country or which agency! As long as they are dead or presumed dead... we can start with Yannick Vinter, he is also called the 'Bone Doctor'."

Brandt was silent for a moment and said to Ethan, "I cannot do that!"

"What?" Ethan was stunned on the spot: "What are you talking about?"

Brandt helplessly told the truth: "The committee has disbanded the IMF, and operations have been handed over to the CIA! The IMF no longer exists, I have been ordered to bring everyone back, Ethan..."

"I understand!" Ethan said with a dejected look on his face: "I understand, Brandt, we never had this conversation. I disappeared in London, and you don't know where I am, nor do you know if I am dead or alive!"

Brandt asked, "That man you saw, can you find him?"

"I will keep tracking him!" Ethan said very firmly.

"This is highly likely our last mission, Ethan! Make it count!" After saying this, Brandt hung up the phone directly.

Hearing the busy signal on the phone, Ethan looked around blankly, for a moment not knowing what he should do.

However, as a Kingsman of the IMF, surviving in London was still not a problem.

It was just that he did not notice that in the darkness, someone had already set their sights on him.

"Boss, I have found Ethan Hunt!" The person tailing him took out his phone and whispered.

Regarding the cooperation with the Syndicate, not only was Chen Jiajun uneasy, but Silva was also uneasy.

Therefore, before coming to London, they had made more than one preparation.

After a detailed investigation of the IMF, Chen Jiajun felt that this guy Ethan Hunt was also a very good troublemaker.

Although he was currently being hunted by the CIA, just him alone was already useful enough.

Since Solomon did not care about Ethan's escape, Chen Jiajun did not mind making use of this Ethan.

And after eavesdropping on his conversation, he knew that this guy was in a state of being isolated and helpless.

An agent in such a state is the easiest to control.

Chen Jiajun was also very skilled at "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang."

Anyway, his goal was just to make London chaotic; as for who could help him achieve his goal, that was not important at all.

So, just after Ethan left the phone booth, he ran into two men in black blocking his path.

Ethan felt a shock in his heart, then pretended to be cowardly and said to the men in black, "Gentlemen, I am penniless right now!"

The man in black smiled and said, "Mr. Ethan Hunt, no need to pretend like this, our Boss wants to see you, he says he has the intelligence you need."

Ethan became even more vigilant: "What are you talking about, I don't understand! Sorry, I have to leave!"

Saying this, Ethan prepared to bypass the two and leave in a hurry.

As an agent, since his identity had been exposed, it was no longer suitable for him to stay in London.

"The Syndicate matter, Mr. Ethan!" The man in black did not stop Ethan, but said indifferently.

It was precisely this sentence that made Ethan stop in his tracks immediately.

Looking at the two men in black behind him with a look of astonishment, he said, "How did you know about this? Are you wiretapping me?" The men in black just smiled without speaking, instead making a gesture of invitation toward the vehicle with its door opened to the side.

Ethan's expression was uncertain, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked toward the car.

The two men in black delivered Ethan to a hotel suite, where Ethan finally met the Boss the men in black had mentioned.

However, to Ethan's great surprise, this person turned out to be an Asian.

Most importantly, he had heard this guy's name while at the IMF—the Hong Kong King, Chen Jiajun! The reason Ethan recognized Chen Jiajun was because of the CIA database.

Ever since Chen Jiajun showed up Church, that guy Church had raised Chen Jiajun's threat level several notches directly in the CIA database.

Within the CIA, Chen Jiajun had even been listed as the most dangerous enemy.

Chen Jiajun certainly deserved this status; not to mention the Colombia affair, just the fact that he had wiped out a CIA intelligence station in Asia was enough for the CIA to be sufficiently wary of him.

The IMF was also an agency subordinate to the CIA; although they operated independently, Ethan could use the CIA database.

Seeing Ethan's gaze, Chen Jiajun asked with considerable interest, "Mr. Ethan, you seem to recognize me?"

Ethan sat down directly, nodded, and said, "To be honest, I have seen your name in the CIA database, Mr. Chen!"

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "It must have been that guy Church who did it! Hahaha, he really thinks highly of me!"

Although Ethan did not know what grudge Chen Jiajun had with the CIA's Church, a guy who could be listed as a dangerous person by Church was definitely not simple, and now he had come to find him...

At this moment, Ethan's vigilance was already maxed out.

Chen Jiajun could see that this guy was guarding against him, then took out a document in a kraft paper bag and handed it to Ethan, saying, "The things you want to know are all inside!"

Ethan did not take the paper bag, but said to Chen Jiajun, "Why are you helping me?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Can't I do a good deed?"

"That joke isn't funny at all. As an Asian underworld organization leader and a Big Boss of a multinational corporation, you must have some purpose for coming to England!" Ethan said with a serious face: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently, "No comment! Anyway, the information on the Syndicate is here; whether you want it or not is up to you!"

Ethan took a deep look at Chen Jiajun, picked up the paper bag, and stood up, preparing to leave.

However, just as he was about to go out, Chen Jiajun's voice came from behind again: "A piece of advice, Mr. Ethan! The people in the Syndicate are much more formidable than you imagine! When dealing with them, you had better make several plans!"

Ethan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and found that Chen Jiajun had already left the sofa where he had just been sitting.

Ethan waited until he reached a safe place before taking out the documents from the kraft paper bag to look at them.

After seeing the contents of the document clearly, his expression changed immediately.

Because the news in the document was truly shocking: the Syndicate was actually planning to carry out an assassination while Prime Minister Otili visited the Royal Opera House in England.

Ethan soon began to doubt the authenticity of this document.

After all, it was very possible that Chen Jiajun wanted to use him for something.

However, Ethan couldn't help but wonder, what if this was true? If Prime Minister Otili were assassinated in England, the consequences would be huge.

Although it was very likely that he would be used by Chen Jiajun, Ethan still couldn't help but want to intervene in this matter.

It was obviously impossible for him alone to stop the assassination, and now that the IMF had been disbanded, his superior Brandt likely couldn't provide any support, so Ethan could only find a way himself!

The first person he thought of was his friend and good partner, Benji.

At this time, United States, Virginia, Leland Headquarters.

After the IMF was disbanded, Benji, this technical expert, was completely marginalized.

Moreover, because he had been very close to the defected Agent Ethan, he was frequently investigated by CIA headquarters.

So, angry, Benji simply started slacking off, playing games and listening to music at work every day, ignoring everything else.

Seeing the mail clerk walk over, Benji immediately switched his computer desktop to pretend he was busy working.

The mail clerk threw down a stack of letters and left directly, without even glancing at Benji.

After Benji confirmed that the other party had left, he checked the letters.

They were usually just work-related letters, but one unsigned letter caught his attention.

Just as he was about to open it, the phone rang.

The Adjudicator on the other end of the phone told him to go accept his weekly routine screening.

Benji was quite helpless and could only put the envelope away and head to the screening room.

The Adjudicator was a beautiful woman; Benji flirted with her to test the effectiveness of the polygraph in front of him.

At this time, the current CIA Director, Alan Hunley, walked over and asked directly, "Has Ethan contacted you?"

Benji said unhappily, "Why would he contact me?"

"Because he is always one step ahead of us!" Alan said coldly, "I want to know how he does it!"

The CIA had already sent people to London to catch Ethan, but they hadn't even touched a hair on Ethan's head; instead, they were led around in circles by him, which made Alan, the newly appointed director, lose a lot of face.

Benji said coldly, "Are you implying that I am helping him?"

"I do have that thought!" Alan said bluntly.

Benji exploded immediately: "Since the IMF was disbanded, I have stayed at my post, screening mountains of metadata and shitty megabit codes! I have cracked, processed, and transferred more data than anyone else in our department! But every week, you detain me here and ask me the same questions!"

"But you haven't answered my question!"

"I am an internal staff member; I have no contact with Ethan, we are not friends!" Benji said unhappily.

Alan looked at the Adjudicator; the Adjudicator nodded imperceptibly, and only then was Alan reassured: "Our conversation ends here, Dunn!"

After the screening ended, Benji let out a long sigh of relief; maintaining a steady heart rate while lying was not an easy thing to do.

Returning to his workstation, he opened the envelope and immediately saw a ticket for the Covent Garden Royal Opera House.

Benji thought about the place where Ethan had disappeared, and his expression changed instantly.

He then put the envelope away, asked for leave, and prepared to go to London to take a look at the opera. (End of chapter)