Transported to Green Ridge City Villa.

  Mei looked at her partner with a pained expression, quickly taking out the highly effective treatment medicine for external and internal use. She wondered how he had ended up in this state when he came back.

  The younger sister's gentle massage and rubbing promoted the absorption of the medicinal liquid's essence, and Li Rui let out a comfortable sigh.

  After all, it is the number one powerful country on the blue planet, and it underestimates the country's violent organs.

  Take advantage of the time difference here to improve your strength and become stronger to solve troubles. It's best to be like Xia Daiti, ignoring bullets that can still fly.

  Mei's delicate hands trembled with a strange rhythm, relieving much of the pain and fatigue. The familiar feeling reminded him of his mother-in-law's martial art "Body and Soul Rhythm". It seems that his sister hadn't wasted her time following their mother around all these days, she had learned something after all.

  Wave after wave of refreshing feeling came, completely relaxed, and gradually fell asleep.

  ~~~~~

  Blue Star.

  In recent days, staff members of the Investigation Bureau, including several deputy directors, have been secretly observing Director Roland with inexplicable eyes.

  Everyone realized: The official's career was about to end.

  Deputy Director Xi Wen was extremely excited, with a calm face and a heart full of excitement. The matter was very serious, Luo Landa's career was over, and he might even go to jail for dereliction of duty!

  As the second-in-command of the Illinois Bureau of Investigation, he might just become the lucky one who "takes over in times of crisis".

  But he was destined to be disappointed.

  ~~~~~

  In the luxurious office, James, the director of the Investigation Bureau, took out a bottle of wine and poured two glasses. He handed one to Roland and sank into the sofa, looking completely different from his usual stern self.

  Take a sip of wine, watching the video playing on the tablet: 2 meters tall, full of muscles, but with a gentle face, a summer male holding two MP5s and shooting wildly.

  A picture full of discordant feeling, plus video being ridiculed by netizens, with added sunglasses and cigar, as well as Contra dubbing, very interesting.

  The director himself couldn't help but laugh and put down his tablet computer, saying:

  "Rolando. This time you may not have completed the task, but fortunately didn't mess things up either. The public's attention has shifted to the gunfight and no one cares about the truth behind it. Now we just need to quietly wait for things to pass."

  He smoothed his immaculate silver hair with his hand and continued:

  "Alright, let's just call it a terrorist attack. Yeah, the kind with fake masks, terrorists or special agents, you deal with it."

  Rolando nodded repeatedly, indicating complete obedience to the arrangement. This set the tone.

  The director drank up the wine in one gulp.

  "Our little guy reacted quickly, arrived at the scene in time and saved... no, that's a bit exaggerated. Like this: 'Protected civilians once again! If not for them, hundreds of people might have died today. God bless the people of Illinois!' Yeah, something like that."

  Rolando carefully took note with pen and paper. The director, who came from a literary background, liked to show off his expertise in areas where he excelled, and as his subordinate, one had to cooperate well.

  Director James stood up and returned to his desk.

  "The public has already grown tired of terrorist attacks and will soon forget. By the way, the Secretary of State expressed her gratitude for your help. She's not very convenient to talk, I conveyed it on her behalf."

  He finished speaking and dialed an internal call, telling his assistant: "Let Mr. Slattery come in."

  Before long, a short and stout black man knocked on the door and came in. His eyes drooped, looking somewhat limp; his left leg was inconvenient, and he was still lame. He greeted his colleagues at the investigation bureau.

  The director said casually: "Sulai you are familiar with, no need to introduce. This matter is handed over to the Foreign Affairs Bureau, and you will assist."

  Roland sighed. This time, he wouldn't face severe punishment, but his work ability was questioned and he ended up under the command of a former subordinate. He didn't know whether to feel grateful or angry.

  Sley's rate first stretched out his hand: "Long time no see, Colonel Roland."

  Her face was kind and gentle, with a warm smile. But Orlando was very familiar with the person in front of him.

  Head of Operations, Stellaluna's Foreign Intelligence Bureau, the world's number one spy agency.

  ~~~~~~

  The two left the director's office together.

  "Your boss has a really weird taste," Slade complained. "Spending millions to decorate the office in such an old-fashioned way, and even spraying perfume, it's unbearable."

  Rolando didn't respond and got on the bus with a heavy heart.

  Sleighley lit a cigarette and continued:

  "Don't be so serious, old chap. Think about it, this crappy job will be mine after you're gone, you should be happy instead. By the way, what's your codename again? 'Executor'?"

  ~~~~~~

  The two arrived at the busy command center. At this time, whether it was a civilian or an external operative, everyone became very stiff and tense when they saw Slaley arrive.

  Sleary nodded casually and glanced at his watch, which had already passed quitting time.

  "Hello everyone, it's an honor to work with you all. Let's stop here for today and officially start tomorrow. Today is my wedding anniversary with my wife, I've missed it three times already, this time I absolutely cannot be late."

  The crowd left with a bewildered expression, still listening to the words. Roland rolled his eyes and thought to himself: No matter how you pretend, it's useless! The head of an external intelligence agency, how could there be any humanity? Compared to what you've done, I'm truly a kind little angel.

  ~~~

  Come to the office for work handover.

  With his signature on the transfer documents, Slade smiled:

  "No need to take them alive, just kill the 'executioners'. Sounds like a much simpler job than overthrowing the government."

  "I must remind you, this guy is no ordinary special forces soldier or elite agent. If you underestimate him, you'll stir up huge trouble."

  "Of course I know. You've set an example and I'll take it seriously."

  Rolando's face suddenly turned very unsightly.

  Among the vast amount of information, Li Rui and his sister's files only occupy a small part, while the majority are surprisingly those popular summer stars who have been "borrowed faces".

  When they were "outlaws", they always wore their faces.

  "This is quite a lot. Your work is still so meticulous, old brother. Are these super soldiers from Xia Guo? Kung fu masters? By the way, does your investigation bureau have an office in the capital of Xia Guo? Have you interrogated the officials of Xia Guo?"

  Roland sneered, "Inquiry? Based on these all-star action blockbusters? Don't even mention whether Xia Guo will bother with it. If this is done... once the skin is pulled and the case is exposed, how can you explain so many women being kidnapped and sold? You'd better not say you don't know how deep the water is."

  Two people certainly know that this matter is by no means simple. It's obvious that someone at the top wants to cover it up, and there's more than one person involved.

  With great difficulty, the public's attention was diverted. If anyone dared to intervene recklessly, the only outcome would be "being shot ten or more times and dying by suicide".

  Sreyley rubbed his bald forehead:

  "The people above will move their lips and give orders, requiring 'silent and precise'. Can't make a big scene anymore, let's assemble the ace agents to get the job done."

  At this time, a blonde beauty knocked on the door and walked in, wearing a tight-fitting professional suit with stockings, a common combination that made her figure even more explosive.

  "This is an observer from the military, Dr. Sherry."

  ~~~~

  At this time, Xia Guo's network was in a state of chaos and confusion.

  The master of those few faces used by Li Ruiyong, the fans under his flag firmly stated that their "idol" is the protagonist of the Star Alliance's big riot!

  Especially the part where he dual-wields MP5s and sprays bullets everywhere. It was made into a "you're asking for death" meme, which went viral across the entire network.

  The videos circulating on the internet are mostly fake and modified versions, making a serious matter into an online carnival. Some netizens even think it's a promotional stunt for a new movie.

  Invisible investigation of the star alliance country caused great trouble. Wasted a lot of energy studying these traffic stars, mistakenly thinking they were spies or special agents from Xia Guo.