Although Kevlar had existed for a long time in this era, it had two fatal flaws. One was that it would degrade when exposed to ultraviolet rays, and the other was that it would hydrolyze when exposed to water. The higher the humidity in the air, the lower the bulletproof effect.
Therefore, the new material that William brought out was not only thin and could be made into any jacket, but it also didn't have the flaws of Kevlar. Therefore, there was no need to worry about the lack of buyers for this new bulletproof suit.
Even if William didn't give them shares, Catherine and Garris would agree to help promote it for the sake of money. Now that they had shares, they were even more motivated. They didn't care about the standard of 300 sets at all.
Catherine even felt that according to her social circle, 300 sets could be sold in England alone.
After the discussion, the three of them finally started to talk about business.
As William was the future financial backer, Catherine, this old-fashioned middle-aged woman, seemed to be trying to please him now. "William, after this matter is over, I should treat you to a big meal to express my gratitude."
"That's easy." William looked at his watch and said to Catherine, "It's 3: 10 now. As long as you give the order, my men will be able to get it done before 5. Then we can go to dinner easily.
I know a new restaurant that's been rated with three Michelin stars. It's located in Chelsea. Their chef, Gordon Ramsay, makes a fried chicken sandwich with cheese that tastes very good. "
Garris asked, "The one we had at your castle last time."
William nodded. "That's right."
"If that's the case, then it's really worth a visit," Gallis turned to Catherine and said, "Catherine, I strongly suggest that you go and try it. Head Chef Gordon Ramsay's culinary skills are indeed excellent. I heard that their dishes aren't expensive either."
"Okay, then after this matter is over, let's try it." Catherine couldn't help but be tempted by the two's strong suggestions.
Beep, beep, beep. The phone on Catherine's desk rang. She pressed the speaker and said seriously, "What's the matter?"
"Madam, Commander Richard Blomley, who handles special terrorist incidents in London, has arrived. At the same time, 007 hopes to meet with you."
"Let them in." M had just met with an accident, so it wouldn't be right not to see Bond at this time.
Soon Bond and Commander Blomley, led by the secretary, knocked on the door and entered.
William stood up and shook hands with Bond. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "My condolences, Craig."
"Thank you," Craig said, looking uncomfortable. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't told M about your plan, M wouldn't have asked to bring Silva back to England. I should have killed him on that island."
"Hey, don't think about that. You came at the right time. We were just discussing how to kill Silva."
When Commander Blomley heard this, he gave Catherine a look.
Catherine nodded. "That's right, William knows some information. We were just discussing how to capture Silva."
"What do you mean, we already know the whereabouts of the mastermind, Silva?" Blommley asked in surprise. "Since we know his whereabouts, why did he still kill M?"
"You'll have to ask Mr. Bond. Why did Silva escape from the Special Task Force?" Gallis said in a serious tone.
"Erm, erm …" Bond stuttered in the face of Gallis's question. He didn't want to let William and Blomley know about the Special Task Force's mistake.
"Tell me the reason," Catherine ordered as soon as she thought of something.
Bond's face was cloudy as he said, "We were careless. The computer we brought back had been inputted with a Trojan horse by Silva in advance, and when we were cracking the computer, we couldn't do anything.
When we cracked the computer, the Trojan horse directly invaded our server and opened the cell where Silva was locked up. He escaped through the underground tunnel. "
This conclusion made everyone feel helpless. This was a serious dereliction of duty.
"That's not right." William suddenly asked, "Since you already knew that Silva escaped, why didn't you tell M or us directly? If we knew the situation beforehand, we could have set a trap for Silva and waited for him to take the bait. M wouldn't have been killed."
"Erm, we sent a message to M's assistant, Bill. I just asked Bill and he told me that M insisted on leaving after the hearing. No one expected Silva to act so quickly. We also didn't expect him to have helpers in London to help him."
"Haha." Gallis sneered. "I think it's not that you didn't think of it. You just didn't want your dirty laundry to be made public and wanted to settle it yourself."
Bond was speechless. This was what he thought at that time. If he informed the security at the hearing, Silva and his men would be able to break in easily even if they were in uniform.
Seeing Bond's appearance, Gallis suddenly scolded, "What you did was dereliction of duty, a crime, and utter stupidity. Now, it's all because of your arrogance and conceit.
Because of your arrogance, we not only lost M, who contributed greatly to our country, but also severely damaged our country's reputation. Before tomorrow, the whole world will laugh at our stupidity and incompetence. "
Gallis turned to Catherine and said, "Madam, I suggest that we conduct a large-scale review of the Special Task Force."
"Yes," Catherine nodded. "I will report this matter to the boss. The Security Committee will temporarily take over the daily affairs of the Special Task Force until the new head of the Special Task Force is appointed by the boss. As for the arrest of Silva, Commander Blomley will be in charge."
Catherine looked at Blomley and said, "Commander Blomley, is there a problem?"
"No, madam. I promise to complete the task." Blomley couldn't say anything. Even if he didn't want to take over the task, he didn't dare to say it out loud. He could only bite the bullet and agree.
"Very good. William, tell Commander Blomley everything you know," Catherine said with a straight face.
"Yes, madam."
In his heart, William was complaining that Garris and Catherine were indeed the leaders of the government. They were really superior in rank. With just a few words, they had pushed the responsibility to the secret service and M, and even the commanding power of the Special Task Force was in their hands.
"Yes, madam." William nodded. "It was a surprise that we were able to find Silva so quickly. Some time ago, my men noticed that an underground broker was recruiting mercenaries to come to England.
This broker is a second-hand dealer who will do anything as long as he is paid. So when we found out that he was recruiting mercenaries to come to England, our men have been secretly watching these mercenaries.
Originally, we wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop, but we didn't expect their employer to be Silva. After the incident, I didn't let them take action and ordered them to follow quietly. After that, I came here to report to Madam Catherine. "
"Then where are they now?" Blomley asked.
William pressed his ear and reported on Sunday, "Sir, Silva and his men are now in an abandoned warehouse in the west of London. The suicide squad is monitoring from five kilometers away from the warehouse."
"Silva is in an abandoned warehouse in the west of London. Our men are waiting for my orders. As long as you want them to, they can take action now."
Blomley knew where Silva was, so he wouldn't let William take the credit. He hurriedly refused, "No, it's my job to deal with terrorist incidents. This can only be done by my men."
William saw Catherine and Gallis looking at him and shrugged, "Alright, I don't mind."
"That's it then, Commander Blomley. I hope I can bring your good news to the leader before I get off work." A smile finally appeared on Catherine's serious face.
"Understood, madam." Blomley saluted and walked out of the office. Bond smiled and followed him out.
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