In the morning, the sun is shining.

Harry walked into the office in a rare formal outfit, but he had a rare serious look on his face. He locked himself in the office and stayed alone for nearly half a day before he walked out of it.

When he went out, his suit jacket had been taken off, and he was wearing only a large shirt, which was soaked in sweat.

The nearly transparent shirt made Harry instantly reveal his spot.

But he walked towards the director's office without any concern, holding a stack of paper in his hand, making a rustling sound as he moved, and he didn't know what he wrote in it.

CIA Director Darren is an old man about sixty years old. She sat lazily behind her desk, looking at Harry's entry curiously, and asked, "My dear Harry, why are you here?"

Harry quickly walked up, pulled a chair and sat down, looked at Marley panting, and said quickly, "Director, I heard you are going to step down?"

"Yes, although I still want to work for the United States for a while, my age is no longer allowed to continue doing this." Darren smiled.

There were flashes of light in his eyes, and the pupils tempered by countless killings and conspiracies were filled with cold light. Looking at Harry, it actually made Harry feel as if he was sharp on his back.

But he took a deep breath and said loudly, "So, please allow me to resign."

"Oh? Harry, you are still a promising young man, why are you planning to quit now?" Darren asked.

"I'm tired of working, and I hope to have a chance to have a good rest," said Harry. "I have booked my flight to Germany this afternoon, where one of my old friends will entertain me and let me start a new life."

Darren was stunned, "This afternoon? Was it a little too hasty? Otherwise, how about you reschedule the flight? It's best, after three days, we will solve all the work matters and leave, okay?"

"Three days?" Harry shook his head, "No, I'm leaving this afternoon!"

"Harry!" Darren's voice became serious, "Please pay attention to your identity. You are an agent. Not the temporary workers in the restaurant. Your job is not what you want to leave if you want to leave!"

"Director, I only have a position, no job!" Harry replied loudly.

He stared at Darren without showing any weakness, and Harry clenched his fists tightly. The sweat on his body was getting faster and faster.

Darren laughed, "Please don't...my friend..."

"Friend?" Harry suddenly stood up, quickly reached out and grabbed Darren's face, and pulled it hard. He immediately pulled a small metal device out of Darren's face, "What you are talking about is a friend who secretly arranged to kill the killer with the Morse code to prevent his black history from being leaked?"

Darren was shocked. He never expected that Harry, who had been wasted for so many years, would still have this kind of alertness.

No, he really cannot have this alertness. The only reason why he can do this is...

He had known what he would do!

"Harry, are you thinking about something?" Darren asked, "I said, you seem to have misunderstood a lot of things!"

"No, I didn't misunderstand anything." Harry reached out and threw a stack of paper in his hand in front of Darren, "I know what you want to do. Your performance just now has told me the answer to all this. So, now is the time for you to pay!"

Darren frowned, and he looked down at the stack of paper on the table, but was surprised to see that it was a letter.

A letter full of admonition!

The letter said that Harry discovered Darren in an accident to test a new type of biological and chemical weapon, but the result was that the entire city was infected by accident. So he wrote this letter quickly, intending to persuade Darren to not forget his original intention.

The letter was written incredibly sincerely and the words were quite appropriate. If it were normal, Darren would even give Harry a thumbs up.

But now, looking at the contents of this, he just wanted to laugh.

"Harry, do you know what you are writing?" Darren asked.

But Harry didn't answer his question, but just murmured, "It's ten o'clock!"

"What?"

Darren felt a moment of doubt, and then his body suddenly flew backwards. A bullet that was constantly spinning and shuttled suddenly penetrated his chest, bursting energy, and even left a big hole the size of a fist on his chest!

Nearly at the same time, another bullet hit, but it stabbed Harry's arm with great accuracy!

A scream suddenly became alarmed, and soon, the sound of alarms that kept ringing throughout the building...

Three days later.

"Damn, what the hell is the government doing, are they going to destroy the entire United States?"

"Why aren't biochemical weapons tested in Japan and have to be tested in the United States? Do those bastards in the Pentagon think there are too many Americans?"

"The United States is about to perish! The government that harms the people and insults the country has no meaning of existence!"

Various remarks filled the entire United States almost in a short moment.

The reason for all this was the news reported from the New York Times a day ago.

The heroic deputy director of the CIA discovered a huge mistake in an accident and reported it to the director of the CIA, but he did not expect that he was assassinated by the director because he learned of this secret. What was even more unexpected was that this assassination accidentally caused the death of the director himself.

In this assassination, a special document leaked from the CIA.

This is a letter of advice written by the deputy director of the CIA. The completed book explains the disaster that the CIA leads this time.

This long report published by the well-known journalist Catherine in the New York Times was used in an extremely emotional text. It criticized all the ridiculous things the government has done over the years. It also defined this disaster as a huge conspiracy of the CIA, and its fundamental reason may even involve the president!

It is precisely because of this report that the sales of the New York Times exceeded the historical highest value, and it is the first time that the American people have shown their strong anger.

Of course, what was obtained by everyone at the same time was a name slightly mentioned in a small corner of the report.

Otto Octavius!

This is a very ordinary high school student. Apart from being interested in scientific research, he has no other specialties.

However, it was this high school student who used his own abilities to develop a possible effective vaccine at that moment of disaster.

However, this was obtained by the CIA and quickly began to arrest him to prevent the American people who came back to their senses after the vaccine spread and discovered that all this had something to do with the CIA.

At the same time, this is also because the CIA is afraid of the emergence of vaccines, which has caused all research funds to be destroyed by hundreds of billions of dollars. This makes a killer, directly framed and plot against Otto.

Otto has now entered Washington with the help of "caring people", but his safety is still not guaranteed.

The New York Times issued a small appeal, hoping that everyone can contribute their strength to protect this innocent and kind high school student.

After all, this is also the last hope for those affected!

Well... to be precise, when Zhang Chen and Catherine discussed writing this article, his own face turned slightly red.

He knew very well that there were many loopholes in it, but, as he guessed, no one would care about these loopholes.

What they care more about is how to vent their dissatisfaction, how to marche and demonstrate, and how to express their political will to the government!

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly annoying, but it is quite beneficial to Zhang Chen.

Because, just after this report was published, less than a week, the White House had to come forward to express its apology and regret for the matter, and promptly withdrew its wanted order for Zhang Chen and the agents who surrounded the affected areas.

The result of doing so is naturally obvious.

The angry people did not restrain themselves at all, and they were almost convinced that all this was a devastating event led by the White House.

The groups of people who were curious to observe the disaster quickly sprinkled parasites into every corner of the United States. In less than three or five days, the infected people had expanded hundreds or thousands of times!

It was in this situation that Zhang Chen's vaccine laboratory was successfully established with the help of the "heroic and just" new deputy director of the CIA.

As soon as the laboratory was established, it brought countless good news.

A new type of vaccine appears every few days, all of which are experimental drugs and have not yet been clinically certified.

However, these drugs that should have been left in the laboratory are always flowing out, and in the black market, a number of astronomical figures have been produced, causing countless wealthy people to lose money and many people to owe a lot of debts.

All this seems to have nothing to do with Zhang Chen, who is firmly sitting in the research room.

He was conducting research day and night, but if someone was interested in observing his project carefully, he would clearly find that all this had nothing to do with the so-called "vaccine"!

Jessica followed his men to conduct an experiment.

This crazy anatomist who had already killed people without blinking is a very good helper for Zhang Chen. Of course, the premise is that she doesn't like to take off her clothes and perform surgery with her behemoth...

Everything seemed to have entered a state of stable development, and the outside world gradually settled down. The resistance to the White House gradually became expectation of vaccines, and those voices against the government gradually disappeared... No one had the strength to do so.

But Zhang Chen knew that the storm around him had not stopped yet.

Sure enough, on a cloudless morning, a group of men in black stood in front of Zhang Chen.
Chapter completed!