Part-time as God of the Heavens

"That doesn't make me trust you," Ethan said. "How did you find this place?"

"I've been by your side today, Ethan," said the man outside the door.

"Let me help you recall, in the consulate, when the deputy director asked you how the drama was and you answered bored, I remember you glanced around, so... think about it, standing in your direction at nine o'clock The blond man taking a glass of wine from the waiter's tray."

"Also, when you negotiated with Eugene to no avail and were misunderstood as a spy, there was a blond man passing by outside the Aqua Cafe."

The man outside the door added, "If you don't believe it yet..."

"Needless to say." With the words of the person outside the door, the two pictures already appeared in Ethan's mind. The news that hit his mind at that time was too great. Although he had already remembered it, he did not. Link the two together.

Only now, after being named, did he discover that the two people looked the same, they were the same person!

"Even so, how do you prove you're not a CIA agent?" Ethan asked.

"If I were a CIA agent, talking to you for so long would be enough to set up a net outside, and then attack directly in one fell swoop, Ethan,"

The people outside seemed speechless to Ethan's doubts, "Although your looks can be compared to mine, your brain doesn't seem to be very bright?"

Ethan's face darkened.

At this time, he also realized how brainless the question he asked before.

If the person outside the door is really a CIA agent, how could it be possible to take such a course of action to himself who is almost a spy-knock on the door and tell himself so much before coming in?

Even if you want to be fully prepared, this long time is completely enough!

Until now, the other party has not taken any action. Instead, he is standing outside the door and chatting with himself so patiently, which has shown the fact that the other party is almost impossible to be a CIA agent.

After all, I just blew up a safe spot...

"I think you shouldn't dare to come and open the door in person, so I'll open the door myself, is that ok?" the person outside the door asked.

When Ethan heard the words, his face became solemn: "Yes."

After all, Ethan held the pistol, squatted down half body, and aimed in the direction of the door.

Although it can be determined that the other party is not a CIA agent, Ethan is still unable to determine the identity of the other party. In this case, he must be prepared.

But it's not a problem to keep the other party out, and it's just like that, so the meeting between the two is necessary.

"Then, I opened the door and came in," said the person outside the door. "Be careful of the muzzle, but don't let the fire go off."

After that, the door lock twisted and clicked, and was slowly pushed open.

Ethan was on guard with all his heart, and while paying attention to the gate, he was also guarding against other directions to prevent things from happening.

However, nothing happened, the door was completely pushed open, and the visitor walked into the room, revealing his face under the light.

Ethan's pistol pointed straight at the visitor and moved, "Come in, close the door."

"Of course." The blond man smiled, closed the door, and took off his jacket, which made Ethan nervous, "Don't move!"

"Don't get excited," the blond man paused, shook his head and smiled, "I'm not an enemy."

"How can I trust you?" Ethan frowned. Although the blond man didn't seem to have any intention of doing something, he was too relaxed.

This made Ethan feel a little strange, so he naturally did not dare to relax his guard, and as he said, the blond man had not shown evidence that Ethan could trust.

"Of course it depends on the documents," the blond man said. He took out a few documents and documents from his satchel, put them on the table beside him, pushed them to Ethan on the other side of the table, and pointed at Pointing, he gestured, "Look at it?"

"Documents can be forged," Ethan said. "I don't want to do too much of that."

"But the information is not certain," the blond man chuckled, "Why don't you take a look first?"

Hearing this, Ethan had to look at the blond man cautiously, while pulling out a fruit knife from the side, he used the fruit knife to fiddle with the documents. He did not dare to touch it with his hands rashly, fearing that he would be caught in a trap, and glanced at it. To the blond man, very alert.

The blond man didn't move at all, he still had a smile on his face and looked at Ethan quietly.

"No," who knew that Ethan had just opened a document and glanced at it, then stopped looking at it, holding a gun in both hands at the blond man, "You are lying to me! This document is not yours!"

Blonde man: "..."

"What?" The blond man looked bewildered. "It's not mine? Are you kidding me?"

"It should be me, are you kidding me?" Ethan was very angry, "Do you think I'm blind? The document is a black-haired and yellow-skinned Asian!"

Blonde man: "..."

"Well... it seems that I forgot something," the blond man was a little embarrassed, "sorry, wait for me to remove a makeup."

After saying that, the blond man raised his hand, grabbed his face, and pulled hard!

The disguised face was torn to pieces, revealing the true face below.

Ethan, who saw this scene, was not stunned. He had used it himself. This is a kind of high imitation mask. Once put on, it is like the real one, and it is extremely thin and can transmit body temperature. As long as it is not damaged, it is basically It won't be seen on the top!

It's just that Ethan is more alert.

"With such equipment, you still say you're not from the CIA? Where's Eugene? Let him come out!" Ethan growled in a low voice.

"Why do you say I'm from the CIA?" Zhou Yi sighed and pointed to the document, "Can't you see the IRS written on it?"

Ethan: "..."

He lowered his head and glanced at the document quickly, but the time was too short and not enough. Ethan had to pick it up with one hand, and then raised it to a position parallel to the muzzle. IRS ID!

As an elite CIA agent, Ethan uses a variety of identities, many of which are naturally employees of other departments in the United States.

For example, as we all know, everything is available to the FBI. All American agents have an FBI agent's ID card in their hands. As long as necessary, they can be FBI agents at any time, whether it is a top pot or a top pot or a top pot!

FBI: "I *\u0026amp;%\u0026amp;￥##￥%!!!"

Therefore, Ethan and the others are also able to identify the authenticity of the document, but now, Ethan discovered that this document actually seems to be... true?