[BBCSherlock-Xover] Circus Spy

Chapter 2 Act.02

Act.02

After World War II, Hong Kong's economy and society developed rapidly, becoming the third largest financial center in the world after New York and London. "Oh, I really know how to choose a place." The top floor of Hong Kong International Finance Center Phase II is by far the tallest building in Hong Kong, and the scenery is unobstructed. Where is the transaction? FDR sneered, and denied the stupid idea of ​​fleeing through the window if he was found out. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he turned his head and looked at the extravagant feasting in the venue.He likes this kind of occasion, likes the exquisite pistol that may be hidden under the close-fitting evening dress of a beautiful woman, likes to watch the other party smile and clink glasses and imagine the possible bloody fight, and likes the undercurrent and turbulence under this calm surface.

"Hey, FDR, the target has appeared, you are facing the girl with a big wave of red cheongsam at one o'clock."

"Got it, Kenneth. I can hear your jealousy. We can switch next time. I will monitor and you will execute."

"Come on, you are better at both men and women, I wish you success baby."

No, FDR rolled his eyes, and no colleague told him that Kenneth looks a lot like Obi-Wan in "Star Wars", especially the tear mole, which is so similar, so many male agents Also like him a lot.

This time they came to Hong Kong to instigate a Russian computer genius, Boris, who once hacked into the KGB server and broadcast it live on the Internet.Now that he can stand here completely and participate in the thank-you reception for the charity auction, it is not difficult to remind people that he has already worked for the KGB.If they succeed in convincing him to become a double agent, they won't have much to lose by withdrawing most of their existing sleeper agents to appease Russia.

But this kind of technical talent, especially a genius who has already caused commotion on the Internet and made all parties covet him, is naturally more unfree than others. He only has 5 days to come to Hong Kong for this trip, and today is the first day. He will be arranged to repair equipment in a secret electromechanical power station—don’t think that the Circus is a vegetarian, they know all about Russia’s strongholds—it won’t be so easy to get in touch with him again, unless he takes the initiative to contact him, so he must do it today Make a good impression on him so that he can reach out.So his partner Kenneth made an agreement with him that in order to avoid arousing the other party's distrust, FDR must act alone without carrying any monitoring equipment or weapons.

So FDR took out the pinhole camera and earphones and threw them in the trash, and walked over to Boris.

"Hi Tucker, congratulations on your "Studies for a Freudian Portrait" Francis Bacon is wonderful."

"Thank you."

"I am Rhett, Rhett Ryan, a music producer." Of course Rhett Ryan is one of FDR's many aliases, and this is not limited to just a pseudonym. He owns a music production company and has released several semi-famous artist albums, and one of his many hobbies is collecting antiques.

"Hi, I'm Tucker, as you already know, this is Lauren." FDR nodded to the two.

Lauren, who was wearing a red evening dress, held Boris on her arm, smiling brightly and charmingly, her long golden hair tied up in a beautiful bun. "You also like Francis Bacon?" The Russian-accented English came out of her mouth inexplicably beautiful.

"Yes, Miss Lauren, his work is very surreal, and his idea of ​​trying to visualize emotions has been well interpreted in his paintings."

"Oh, it seems you really know him well."

Boris looked very nervous. As a technical geek, it would be a little bit reluctant to make him a double agent if he succeeds in instigating rebellion. On the contrary, this Miss Lauren is talking and laughing, unless she really knows nothing about her boyfriend Otherwise, he must be a master of disguise. FDR secretly analyzed in his heart, wait, Boris is very nervous, why?He's supposed to be in a charity auction that coincides with the Chinese New Year "Spring Festival" just because of his personal interests, that's all, he has no reason to be nervous at a booze after he's just won his coveted painting ,unless……

Unless he's just a bait to lure some guy who wants him to his door.

FDR said badly to himself, this genius technical house has been firmly controlled by the KGB, instigating him will only expose himself, FDR resolutely decided to cancel the operation.

"Champagne, it's really good." FDR took three goblets from the waiter's tray passing by and handed them to Boris and Lauren, "Congratulations again, Mr. Tucker."

"Thank you."

"Ah," Lauren said while clinking glasses, spilling some on FDR and herself, "Oh my god, I'm so stupid, I'm sorry sorry."

"It's okay, I'll go to the bathroom." FDR nodded to Boris, and Boris nodded stiffly and looked at Lauren, who immediately said, "Me too, let's go together."

FDR obviously felt that Boris was relieved, and immediately understood that Lauren was a member of the KGB, so Boris was extremely nervous when he was with her, and he was relieved when he heard that she was leaving.

After leaving the banquet hall, FDR walked intently along the way, studying how to get out. Lauren took the opportunity to be alone with him, and must have seen him through, and she was being led into the trap step by step by her.

"I'm really sorry for staining your suit." Lauren took FDR's arm, and the two stopped in the corridor.

"Miss Lauren has nothing to worry about, I think it must be a great honor to be 'stained' by a beautiful lady like you." Hearing this, Lauren blushed slightly, and looked up into FDR's eyes, "Your eyes , it’s blue.” Lauren raised her head, slowly stood on tiptoe, and stuck her whole body on FDR.

FDR put his arms around Lauren, pressed her against the wall, and leaned down to kiss her lips.Lauren couldn't stop stroking FDR, passionately as if wanting to peel off his clothes, FDR couldn't help deepening the kiss, and his hands uncontrollably slid up and down Lauren's waist.

FDR did not discover that Lauren was carrying listening devices or weapons.

When the two had to separate for air, Lauren said in her sexy Russian-accented English, "You're so clean."

"I change my clothes every day." FDR smiled gentlemanly, as if the guy who was so horny and almost couldn't control just now was not him.

"You know what I'm talking about." Lauren slid her fingers lightly on the button of FDR's suit, "I also know who you are. I have something to exchange with you, something very important."

FDR looked at Lauren, but didn't speak. He wanted Lauren to speak, because once he asked, the initiative of the matter fell into Lauren's hands.

Lauren pulls the FDR into the kitchen, and from the other end of the kitchen to the more secluded stairwell.

"For this mission, we are very clear about your intentions, and you have been fooled."

FDR knew a little bit about the deal between Russia and Britain, and he was sent to instigate Boris to add leverage to the exchange. He didn't expect the Russians to be tricky, but what did the female agent in front of him think?

"Thank you for the reminder, but ma'am, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a frustrated buyer who came to the reception."

"My superior made a serious mistake in analyzing the intelligence of Chechen terrorists, which indirectly led to the escalation of the Beslan incident. Now I am facing being purged, so I am requesting asylum from you." Lauren ignored FDR's pretending to be stupid, continued.

FDR stared fixedly at the blonde beauty, analyzing rapidly in his mind.Anyway, the matter of instigating against Boris has fallen through, so let's see what other tricks Lauren has. "The request is reasonable, but I also need to know what you want to exchange before considering whether to exchange with you."

"Of course this weight is enough to save my life." Seeing that FDR no longer pretended to be stupid, Lauren knew that she had succeeded in persuading her, and the light of hope shone brightly in her eyes, making FDR a little distracted.

If such eyes are not real, then she should really become an actress, which is safe and profitable.

"Why don't you throw bricks and attract jade first?"

"There is someone from us in your Circus, and he is at a high level. I know who he is, but I will tell you his name after I am completely safe."

It's a real bombshell, double agents in the Circus?

"Think carefully. Now, I'm going back to my incompetent fiancé." Lauren smiled at FDR, kissed him lightly on the lips, and slipped a note into FDR's jacket pocket. "You'll come to me."

FDR tidied up his clothes.When I walked through the kitchen again, I took out the piece of paper, which was an address, and threw it into the stove.

He made a call at the service desk to Kenneth who was on standby at the hideout.

"Hi, mom, I didn't bring my mobile phone, yes, yes, I know I was wrong, I lost everything again, okay, okay, I have grown up! And, I met a beautiful lady today," FDR rushed to the service The lady at the stage winked, "So I won't go back today, we will spend a wonderful night together in this towering fairyland on earth... Oh! Don't do this, Mom! Okay, let me tell you about her telephone number……"

FDR hung up the phone in embarrassment, and shrugged at the smiling receptionist.

"Oh, all mothers in the world are the same, love to worry."

He told Kenneth that the situation had changed and the mission was cancelled, but there was a follow-up to be done.In addition, Kenneth was notified by Morse code that there might be an insider in the senior management of the Circus, and he was asked to report selectively tonight.

Kenneth is more cautious than him, and will definitely think of the safest way to pass this matter back to China, and tell the person who should be told.

FDR decided to go back to the venue and finish the scene of his favorite dude hanging around the flowers.

***

Circus.

"What are you doing here?" Eric walked into the dark office area, unexpectedly saw that the lights in Loki's office were still on, and knocked on his door.

Loki glanced at him, too lazy to speak.

"Hey, do you drink black coffee?"

"Drink, and I'm working overtime, please get out after filling up the coffee."

"I'm not your mother."

"My old mother has been dumbed down by me."

"She didn't kill you and you should thank her."

"Hurry up and get out."

Eric got up from the door frame he was leaning on and walked to the lounge.

"Huh? There are so many people today." Eric saw Pete's water glass in the lounge, but he didn't see anyone else.

So he made an extra coffee for one person.

"Eric?" Just in time Pete Sullivan came in, apparently just out of the bathroom.

"You work overtime too?"

"Yes."

"I left something in the office, I came back to pick it up, and that boy Loki caught him as a human coffee machine, and I made you a cup too."

"Thank you, the water dispenser in my room is broken." Pete spread his hands, otherwise he wouldn't come to the common lounge to pick up water.

"Haha, then I have to blame Charles."

Pete smiled. The coffee tasted good.

"Go ahead, I'm leaving."

In the dark, a computer suddenly lit up, and a tip from Hong Kong was sent to the encrypted server as an emergency, and then a high-privilege command deleted the message.