Chapter 202: Desperate from the heart

Yang Yi hung up the phone, then he said to Brian: "Mike let us go, he is waiting for us. [Latest chapter reading]"
"Actually, I didn't want to contact Mike so soon, because I don't know his attitude, but I didn't expect you to tell us directly."
Brian explained with a bitter smile, and then Yang Yi immediately surprised: "Oh, sorry, I thought you were good friends, so you will want to meet him as soon as possible. I didn't think so much at the time."
Brian put his hand on the road and said, "You are still young, so there are some reasons why you still don't understand. It used to be a friend who doesn't mean that he is still a friend. He used to be an enemy. It doesn't mean he is still an enemy."
Charles whispered: "See, see him sooner or later."
Brian stood up and said: "Yes, I have to see it sooner or later, and I have to make it clear sooner or later. Yang Yi directly pushed me to the front desk. We don't have to tempted to test it again. Let's meet now."
Charles said: "Mike hates you, but he has to know the truth of the matter and will not hate you anymore. I think he will help us."
Brian sighed: "I will know the answer soon, I hope the result is as you said."
Charles pointed to the bathroom and said, "What about the guy inside?"
Brian said faintly: "He is useless, kill him, and deal with the body and we will leave."
Yang Yi didn't know what Charles and Brian had done. He didn't know how the mercenary agent was finally dealt with because he took a step by car.
Brian means that Yang Yi is not exposed, so it is best to act alone, so even if it is discovered, it will not be implicated in Yang Yi.
Waiting for half an hour outside, Brian three of them drove to the place where Yang Yi waited, and then the two cars drove together to the place where Mike said.
Mike lives in the suburbs of Los Angeles.
Nearly two hours after driving, Yang Yi went to the address Mike said.
Yang Yi also thought that Mike lived like Charles and would be a big house, a luxurious suburban mansion, but when he got to the place, he discovered that this place is big, but there is nothing to do with luxury.
Next to a narrow road, there was a big, ruined house, and a broken car that had been abandoned for a long time was parked in the yard. It was full of weeds, thrown with all kinds of debris, and a neighbor nearby. No, if it is not confirmed that the place is correct, Yang Yi thought he came to a waste collection station.
The car was parked in the yard where there was no wall. After Yang Yi got off the bus, an old man came out of the house.
The old man just glanced at Yang Yi, and he lazily said: "You are Yang Yi?"
The white beard, long hair, wearing a ragged t-shirt, an old and dirty pair of jeans, and long hair, looks really like a tramp.
"Are you Mr. Smith?"
The tramp man nodded and then yelled at the car behind Yang Yi: "Let's go, I saw you, and I want you to ask you to come down."
Brian and Charles got out of the car, and then Charles Paul slowly got off the bus.
Brian stood next to the car and said to Mike Smith: "I didn't expect that we have a day to see again."
Mike Smith looked indifferently: "I know that there is a big escape from the Tsuen Wan prison. I guess you will come, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, OK, come in."
Without angry reprimand and no warm welcome, Mike Smith turned and went into his house, and Yang Yi and Brian followed them in.
Inside the room was as messy as outside, and Mike Smith sat on a broken, dirty sofa, and did not say that Brian had sat down, but after Brian entered the room, he said, "Who are you first? Say?"
Yang Yi looked at Brian. At this time, Charles said loudly: "I said first, Mike, our head is being shackled. He was framed. He did not sell anyone."
Mike looked at Brian and said, "Really? But the testimony I saw was very bad for you. You acknowledged the behavior of treason. Now you don't admit it? That is, you have nothing to do with the KGB?"

Brian shook his head, then he sighed: "I have not sold anyone of you."
Mike Smith said: "What do you mean? That is to say, you are still treason, but you have not sold out our intelligence department. Is that true?"
Brian nodded.
Mike looked disdainful: "Then you are treason."
Charles hurriedly said: "That's not the same! Brian didn't sell us. He didn't sell anything. He was just framed by the KGB and the real mole."
Mike raised his hand and said: "I believe that the Mole really exists, because the traitors are not only one of you, I believe that you are carrying a black pot for the real Mole, but what can you explain? You are still a A traitor."
Mike was unceremonious, and Charles was in a hurry. Brian raised his hand and stopped Charles, who was going to talk. He said: "Yes, I don't deny this."
"What do you still come to me for? Do you think I will be generous to forgive a traitor? Brian, we used to be good friends, but that is based on a very important foundation. The basis is that we are The same kind of people, and you later chose to betray the country."
After a faint finish, Mike Smith said with regret: "I don't kill you, because I can't kill you, I will see you, not because I forgive you, but because you can find my phone. It means that my current status can no longer be used. This place can no longer be used, so I will see you before I leave. You didn’t sell those who died in the intelligence service. I believe, so there is no relationship between us. An inexplicable hatred, but you are still a traitor, so I still despise you, I despise you from the depths of my soul, traitors!"
Brian long sighed ~EbookFREE.me~ said: "I have nothing to say."
Mike put his hand on the road and said, "Tell me who the real mole is. All the grievances we had before ended."
Brian shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know until now."
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After shrugging and dismissively laughing, Mike Smith looked at Yang Yi and said, "So what do you want to do?"
Yang Yi took a moment and said: "I don't know, actually, I have no specific purpose."
Mike Smith said helplessly: "You don't know? Well, this answer is useless, but it is honest, tell me, how did your father die?"
Yang Yi thought about it and decided to answer it truthfully, so he whispered: "Grey people."
Mike Smith took a long breath and said: "The gray man, it really is a gray man."