"Are you out of your mind, Frank? This kind of wine isn't meant to attract that Poison Frog guy."
Marvin looked at Church mockingly. "This kind of wine is publicly auctioned and all the red wine lovers in the world will bid.
There are too many people participating. It would take us a day or two to sort out the list, and if we check them one by one, how long would it take? "
"Shut up, Marvin," Church said unhappily. "How could I not know such a simple thing?
I guarantee that as long as Poison Frog participates in the auction, the person I called will definitely find out. Maybe by the time we reach Paris, we will have already caught him. "
"So troublesome?" Marvin rolled his eyes and put his hand on Church's shoulder, pretending to be curious. "How did you and William Devonshire get to know each other?
And you called him and that Grand Duke agreed to take out a bottle that could make all the red wine lovers go crazy. "
"This, this."
This time, it was Church's turn to hesitate. He couldn't tell Marvin that not only did he rely on this William to make a fortune, but he also colluded with William and harmed America's interests several times.
"Sorry, I'll tell you when I go to Hell. Let's forget about it for now."
Church shrugged. "Like you said, we can't be friends otherwise."
"No, we can be friends." Marvin blinked.
Church understood after hearing those words. He pulled Marvin to the side and asked in a low voice.
"You're talking about being a butler for a great noble, is that William?"
Marvin smiled and nodded.
"FK, when did you get to know William?"
"I don't know Devonshire's Grand Duke, but I know his mother," Marvin proudly said. "Madam Lena asked me to be the butler for the Devonshire clan."
"Ring ring ring."
Church wanted to ask something, but the five or six phones hanging around Marvin's neck suddenly rang one after another.
Marvin had modified them himself and was now constantly transferring calls. Five or six different ringtones rang at the same time.
Church complained, feeling it was too noisy. "Damn, is there a need to be so careful?"
"Of course, otherwise I would have already died."
Marvin answered the call and glanced at the number before handing the phone to the church. "It's a London number, probably looking for you."
Was this a reason? I really hope the person looking for me won't call my cell phone.
After rolling his eyes at the cowardly Marvin, the church took the phone. "Hello, who is this?"
"Hey, Frank, it's me, Victoria Winston."
"Hey, Victoria, long time no see." Hurriedly covering the phone, the church gave Marvin a meaningful glance.
Marvin hurriedly leaned over and listened to the phone.
"Sorry, Frank, I'll get straight to the point. Did you and Marvin capture a colonel from the Military Intelligence Bureau?"
"Well," Church said awkwardly, "I think there is such a thing."
"I knew it," Victoria said with a smile. "You guys are going to be in trouble. Ten minutes ago, Director Finks from England's Military Intelligence Bureau came looking for me.
The order was to get rid of you and Marvin. "
"You agreed?" Marvin hurriedly asked.
"Of course, you know that not only is the price very high, but even if I don't agree, they will send others to kill you."
"Fuck," Marvin cursed in a low voice and waved his hand at the church, indicating that he shouldn't believe Victoria.
But after hearing Victoria's next words, Marvin suddenly froze.
"Moreover, it wasn't just England that sent me to kill you. The US also sent someone?"
"Who?" the church asked.
"Have you heard of the White Ghost?"
"What?" Marvin froze for a moment before cursing, "These C1A bastards forced me to take hallucinogenic drugs for twenty years, and it still wasn't enough.
Now they even sent a super assassin to kill me. F * ck, f * ck, I'm only a 62 year old man.
Do they need to find a high-level assassin like the White Ghost?
Damn, that White Ghost guy likes to torture people he hates. No good, before he catches me, I have to think of a way to take him down with me. "
The church who had dealt with the White Ghost and made him suffer a huge loss helplessly looked at the somewhat hysterical Marvin.
"Sorry, Victoria, Marvin probably had a relapse?"
"No, if you knew who the White Ghost was following this year, you would definitely be like Marvin," Victoria solemnly said.
"Who?" the church asked in astonishment. "That White Ghost, that lone wolf, is also someone's subordinate?"
"This …" Victoria hesitated. The church hurriedly played the friendship card. "God, Victoria, you don't really want me, Marvin, and Sarah to die, right?
We have been friends for several decades. Also, don't forget, I was the one who helped your son Ben Gates find a relationship and send a girl to prison.
That girl seems to be pregnant. Then our plan can be carried out in a year or two. "
"Okay."
Hearing this, Victoria couldn't help but recall a year ago when she and William discussed a plan to reduce Ben Gates' sentence in the mansion on New York's Upper East Side.
And after the plan started, the church really helped a lot.
Otherwise, if they wanted to send a girl to that kind of heavy punishment prison, they wouldn't have the church's help.
But they definitely wouldn't be able to do it flawlessly.
"It's William. The White Ghost has been secretly working for William Devonshire this year."
"Are you sure?" the church asked, pleasantly surprised. "Are you sure it's William?"
Victoria was puzzled for a few seconds before saying in surprise, "Why, it seems like you know William? And you're friends? "
"Haha, of course, it's not just a matter of friendship. But …" The church hesitated for a few seconds. "Are you sure the White Ghost will listen to William's words?"
"It shouldn't be a problem. The last time I saw Lena Devonshire, I found the White Ghost secretly protecting her."
Victoria thought for a bit and said with certainty, "From what I know, if William can't completely restrain the White Ghost,
That little fox won't let someone he doesn't trust protect his mother. "
"God, that's good, that's good." Marvin, who was listening to the phone again, heard this and heaved a sigh of relief.
He even excitedly said, "William is worthy of being Henry's grandson and successor. Haha, he can even subdue the White Ghost and make it completely listen to him."
"Hold on." The church looked at Marvin strangely and said a few words to Victoria before hanging up.
He grabbed Marvin's collar and asked, "Bastard, when did you know Henry Devonshire?"
"This, this."
Seeing the church's stern expression, Marvin immediately cowered and raised both his hands. "I apologize, I apologize, Frank.
My real name is John Malcolm, and I'm Scottish. Before entering C1A, I was a member of England's Military Intelligence.
My boss is Henry Devonshire. But apart from betraying you once in 31 years, I've never done anything to let you down.
And do you remember that 31 years ago, when he escorted Edward Bailey out of the Arctic Circle and escaped from the Arctic Circle?
You didn't want to eat at first, but I dragged you away. Otherwise, you would have ended up like Edward Bailey.
Directly blown up. "
"Then I have to thank you, bastard."
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