Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Do you know what this is?" The supervisor took out a pen.

"Of course I know. This is a special poison specially made for Ace Agent. One end is used to poison, and the other end is used to detoxify. If you can't drink the antidote within five minutes, you will definitely die. Just now I thought the taste of the brandy was a bit strange. "

"It seems Harry has told you everything." The supervisor nodded with satisfaction.

"Valentine bribed you, how did he use it?" Eggsy tried to be clear before he died.

The agent manager introduced Eggsy's theory that humans are viruses, and finally concluded: "Either the virus kills the host, or the host kills all the viruses. No matter which method, they are all over, and we must save ourselves."

"So Valentin decided to take matters into his own hands and solve the population problem?"

"Even if we don't act, nature will act. Sometimes only by eliminating lower humans can we ensure the survival of higher humans. History will regard Corrugated Nail as the man who saved mankind from extinction. In the Bible, this man Called a prophet.”

There was a trace of abnormal fanaticism on the face of the agent supervisor.

A mocking expression appeared on Eggsy's face: "So, who are the higher humans? Is it up to him to choose? His rich friends will survive, as well as those he thinks are worthy of being saved, regardless of whether they agree or not. His views will be protected.

And if the poor or those he thinks are not worthy of being saved die, then this prophet is really great. "

"These are not issues you should consider. What you should really consider is how to survive." The supervisor ignored the strong ridicule in Eggsy's words: "For Harry's sake, I invite you to become a member of the new world. , please make a decision now!”

"I'd better go see Harry, thank you." After saying that, Eggsy raised his eyebrows. He saw that there were ten seconds left on the alarm clock in the hall and it was exactly five minutes.

"Goodbye then."

The supervisor stood up with an unhappy expression, while Eggsy silently counted the seconds in his mind, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...0!

With a plop, the supervisor fell to the ground, his limbs began to twitch violently, a ball of white foam emerged from the corner of his mouth, and the expression on his face was even more painful.

"Sorry, the problem with us low-level humans is that we are good at petty theft. Kingsman has taught me a lot, but this little trick is something I'm born with."

Eggsy walked proudly to the supervisor.

"You dirty bastard!" After speaking the last few words through gritted teeth, the supervisor finally breathed his last unwillingly.

After killing the supervisor, Eggsy did not stop his movements. He quickly cut along the wound behind the supervisor's ear. Inside was a chip that he didn't know what it was used for.

Eggsy curled his lips and threw the bloody chip aside in disgust. Compared to the chip, the director's cell phone was the prize he valued more, because a new text message had just been received on it.

"The countdown to V-Day starts now. Please hurry to the safe zone or drive to 66 degrees 58 minutes 30 seconds north latitude and 61 degrees 43 minutes 4 seconds east longitude."

The supervisor is like a mission NPC, telling Eggsy in this way where to go next?

But just when he was about to leave, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Eggsy hurriedly hid under the table.

After a while, a British gentleman with a cane came in: "No need to hide, I already know you are in there, Eggsy, right? Harry often mentioned you to me when he was alive."

"Who are you?" Eggsy poked his head out from behind the table, but still did not relax his vigilance. He held the corner of the chair leg tightly with his hand. If he found something wrong, he would immediately throw the chair on the other person.

"You don't need to know my name. If you have to give me a title, I think the mace is more appropriate." The newly arrived British gentleman knocked on the table with his cane: "Let me make a long story short, I am the real supervisor of your department. , Regarding my identity, you can ask Merlin for confirmation. I saw everything that just happened through the monitor. I am glad that I at least have one loyal subordinate."

The gentleman pointed at the camera in the corner of the room with his cane. Eggsy looked at the coat of arms on the cane and nodded. He completely let down his guard and got out from behind the table.

Harry taught him not only the various equipment and skills of agents, but also the real mastermind of Ace Agent. In particular, the coat of arms on the cane was the symbol of the Holmes family, the superior of Ace Agent. Here On one point, Eggsy was unmistakable.

"What do you need from me? Sir."

"Merlin will prepare a plane for you. I need you to leave for the United States immediately." Mycroft pointed with his stick at the cell phone left by the supervisor on the table.

"Do you want me to go to this place? Just me?"

"Of course not. Before going to that address, I need you to go to Los Angeles first and take this to find a man named Ron Lee Cooper." Mycroft handed his cane to the helpless Eggsy: "He owes me a favor. When he sees this, he will help you."

"Then you two go to the place mentioned in the message and teach that bastard Valentine a lesson for me."

"But the countdown is only 24 hours, we may have time..."

After listening to Mycroft's mother-in-law's plan, Eggsy pointed anxiously at the countdown on his phone. It started counting down 24 hours after receiving the text message, and a full five minutes had passed until now.

"Don't worry," Mycroft explained calmly: "In 23 hours, there will be a missile that will directly knock out one of Valentine's satellites, cut off the transmission chain, and prevent the signal from spreading. It will take him 24 It takes an hour to arrange a new route, so you will have enough time, come on, brave young man, go and create a miracle!"

In the end, Mycroft did not forget to give Eggsy a shot of chicken blood, but such passionate words came out of his mouth, and there was a strange feeling no matter how you looked at them.

"By the way, don't forget to bring Merlin with you. If you really can't deal with the defenders over there, you can also try to have Merlin invade Valentine's host and then turn it off," Mycroft said with an unnatural expression on his lips. The ground twitched: "But I think with that person's character, this backup plan should not be used."

unuseful? How could it not be used?

Eggsy's little head was full of question marks. In his opinion, the best solution to a task that only two people could perform was to sneak into the base and shut down the system. At this time, Merlin's role became even more prominent.

He really couldn't think of any better way than this.

It can only be said that Eggsy is still too naive. Mycroft believes that Ron will definitely teach him a lesson and tell him what true infiltration is.