"Do you want to start a killing?" Lille asked unexpectedly.

"Yes." Miller said: "Do you think this method is a bit inappropriate?"

"It's not some, it's very inappropriate." Lill said: "The Intelligence Agency is not an assassination organization. Don't do it like the Israelites' Mossad."

Miller smiled and said, "You are still the same as before, and you have always looked down on Mossad."

"Haha. Mossad, he may be fine against those Arabs, Iranians. Anyway, those people can't make any big fuss. But Russians are different. If you want to use Mossad's approach to dealing with Russians, have you ever thought about what you will get?" Lille asked.

"Revenge. They will revenge." Miller said immediately.

"It's crazy revenge." Lill said: "In terms of killing, the Russians are no worse than anyone in the world. We may feel very satisfied in the first round, but then we will suffer huge losses. This is likely to cause both of us to start a bottom-line revenge, and no one is willing to stop, because whoever stops is equivalent to admitting defeat. What is the real meaning of such a move? It will waste our great manpower and material resources. Although the Russians will not have a good life, it is obviously deviating from the direction we should have gone."

Miller shook his head and said, "But at present, everyone in the bureau is asking for a severe blow to the Russians. Everyone is full of confidence and morale."

Lill smiled bitterly and said, "They are too young and have never suffered any hardships. We and the Russians should be said to be the ones who fought against the former Soviet Union. Most of the people you mentioned are children. They don't understand Russians at all, let alone what the real struggle is. If you listen to them, something will definitely happen."

"But the Intelligence Agency is theirs in the future." Miller said: "There are few old guys like you and me. In the future, people will be the ones who control the Intelligence Agency. So, it's useless for you to let me not listen to them."

"Where is Eric?" Lille said: "Does Eric know what you are going to do?"

"He? He doesn't know." Miller shook his head and said, "He has important things to do. Guzan is responsible for this. I remember telling you."

"You told me. But I think you should listen to Eric's opinion. After all, he has been fighting with the Russians for several years. He knows the Russians and will definitely make some useful suggestions." Lille said.

"Don't worry too much," Miller said: "I'll tell you all this, even Halemet will be involved. Your opinions will be very important. And I hope it's yours."

Lill looked at Miller and said, "Do you want me to be directly responsible for this cooperation with you? To deal with the Russians together?"

"Yes." Miller said: "Stop worrying about internal security. You can leave it to others. What you are best at is not those. Planning and commanding operations, but this time it is a direct battle with the Russians."

"But I don't agree with your approach. In fact, in the end we may not get anything," Lill said.

At this moment, the car speed slowly dropped. Miller looked out the window and said, "We're here. Let's talk about this next time, have a good meal. To be honest, you've been careful all your life and don't want to do something unique in your career? Besides, as long as you participate, you can influence or even control it. Perhaps the effect will be much better than you think after doing it."

While talking, the car had already stopped. Miller and Lill opened the car door and got out of the car and walked straight to a restaurant not far from the road.

"That's all about work. We have a good meal and chat about it casually." Miller smiled and said, "Actually, we have been doing well recently, right? This means we have started to turn our luck and good luck is back. Be happy." Then he walked into the restaurant.

Early the next morning, Megan crashed all the things he had prepared into the car, and with Lille, he brought a few people to the meeting place in advance. The Russians had already set up the opening here.

There were no people in the restaurant at this moment, and Megan and Lille were taken directly to the second floor of the restaurant by the Russians waiting here, in a room similar to a conference room, and were told that the online video will be conducted here in a while.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Ivan arrived here on time. After coming here, he looked at Lille directly and said, "Mr. Lille, who will come first?" After saying that, he looked at his own people, and after seeing his own people nodding, he continued, without waiting for Lille to answer, "Let you see Baldachev and that Mr. Cotman first." I pressed and signaled to his subordinates.

The man quickly placed a laptop on the desk in the room and turned the screen toward Lille. The picture saw a man sitting on a chair in the middle of a room, looking at the camera expressionlessly.

Lill walked to the screen, pulled a chair beside him and sat down, and looked carefully at the person who appeared on the screen. He had seen Baldachev's photos before, but he still couldn't recognize him for a moment because Baldachev's recent photos were not available at all. The photo Lill was looking at was a document photo taken five or six years ago. More importantly, Baldachev's face had not completely swelled at this moment, which obviously affected the recognition.

After seeing it, Lille shook his head slightly and said, "It seems you didn't let him have a good time."

Ivan curled his lips and said, "He has a very strict mouth, which made him suffer a little. But it's all flesh and blood, so it's not a big deal."

"I hope so," Lill said: "But now I can't tell whether he is the person I know."

"He must be." Ivan said with confidence: "If there is any problem, I can completely refuse such a method. Since I agree, I won't play any tricks."

"No. I'm not accusing you of playing tricks, but everything must have its rules. I have to recognize him to fulfill his responsibilities, right? Can you determine it without fully identifying it?" Lille said with confidence.

"What do you want to do?" Ivan asked.

"Let me see clearly. Let him talk to me or something." Lille said.

Ivan sighed slightly and looked at his subordinates and said, "Press him to see clearly, turn on the microphone, and let them talk."
Chapter completed!