Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

She looked at the surveillance screen at the scene, and the door number that was sent by the video looked like the door number of an ordinary clothing store.

The old bottom of this clothing store has been turned over by MI6, without any doubt, it is just an ordinary clothing store.

But after all, the opponent is a movie. If you don't fix the movie, you have a way to disguise your stronghold as an ordinary clothing store that even MI6 can't find a suspicious point.

After all, in the past six months, even the slightest clues of MI6 have been found.

The shadow played around with this old spy agency.

Shadow is so powerful that it is desperate.

Sometimes Ms. M—and the people under her—think like this: Does the shadow never exist?

Things that don't exist will naturally not be caught.

However, there is no doubt that the shadow exists, and it is actively active.

—— Active activities, countless results, but secretly so that people wonder if this organization does not exist...

- There is no doubt that this is the ultimate form pursued by all intelligence agencies.

As the head of an intelligence agency, Ms. M actually envied the head of the shadow.

At this time, Ms. M's watch beeps to remind her that the set time is up.

At the same time, all cameras aimed at the number of the booked house captured the door that suddenly appeared on the side of the road.

As the title, there is one more at two o'clock in the evening

Chapter 633

Ms. M is speechless.

The analyst responded quickly. After a short observation, he reported: "It is not the same as the door the Soviets found near the Romanian tripod, but..."

"There is more than one cauldron in the shadow's hand, and possibly more than one door." Ms. M said.

"Yes, although the details are different, the size of the door and the division ratio of the pattern are similar. It can be judged that it is the same series of products as the missing door in Romania."

The analyst said very positively.

Ms. M glanced at him and said, "Good job, but I have no impression of you."

"Uh, I have only joined for more than a year." The analyst nodded to Ms. M, "It is normal for you to have no impression."

Ms. M didn't care too much, and continued to stare at the door that appeared out of nowhere on the screen.

On the other side of the door it seemed to be daylight and sunny.

Several cameras captured the scene in the door to varying degrees.

Grassland, big trees—Shadow’s base seems to be pretty idyllic?

Someone showed up.

It's the mutiny agent Shelley.

And the mutiny agent Shelley.

Two Shelleys walked out of the door and stood on either side of the door.

One wore a gorgeous dress with red and black as the main color, and was as coquettish as a succubus, and the other was in a white dress.

Ms. M couldn't help muttering a curse slang from her youth.

--what happened?

——Shelley, there are two? Or is it just a pure makeup technique?

——Is there any special meaning for the shadow organization to do this?

Ms. M was wondering, a skeleton dressed as if he had just run out of the Harry Potter set, walked out the door.

Yes, it is indeed a skeleton.

Fortunately, there are no pedestrians on the street at this time, even if a skeleton appears, it will not cause a large-scale panic.

The skeleton stood between two Shelleys like this, with the civilized stick in his hand sticking to the ground, and pressing the head of the stick with both hands—the shape reminded people of the ancient knight standing with a sword.

The door remained open, but no more people came out of the door.

These three people, plus a door, stood on Fleet Street in the early morning, looking very strange.

The entire street, because of the existence of these three people, was dragged into an unrealistic mood.

Ms. M looked at the screen and guessed what the film will do next.

Suddenly, she had some thoughts.

"They are inviting us over."

she says.

The senior agent immediately said, "Should I let the reception team come forward?"

"No, then the other party will be disappointed." Ms. M said, "the other party wants to see sincerity."

After that she stood up.

"Wait a minute, you..."

Ms. M opened the door of the command car and got off.

The mobile command vehicle parked at an intersection about a block away from the opponent, but because there are almost no people on the street and the vehicle has been diverted away, through the empty street, you can directly see the distant door and stand there. The three people in front of the door.

Ms. M walked to the three.

An agent walked out of the lurking shadow of the building and followed Ms. M.

Ms. M led the team in this way, leading the way to the skeleton.

Skeleton glanced to the black and red Shelley on the left, Shelley nodded: "It's her. I have seen her directly a few times. It can't be wrong."

Skeleton bowed to Ms. M, then silently gave way and made a "please come in" gesture.

Ms. M walked toward the mysterious door with a bold gesture.

The moment she walked through the door, even the well-informed Ms. M was shocked by the scenery behind the door.