"Yes. If it's OK, you can go to the airport immediately and fly to McLean. I hope you can do that," said John.

"So urgent?" Peter said in confusion: "Is something wrong?"

John sighed on the other side of the phone and said, "It's hard to say anything. Let's talk about it when you come back. Now I just want to know when you can leave there."

"Anytime," said Pitt: "As long as Halemet allows me to leave at any time, I have handed over everything I should hand over with Ford. I think I can leave just by saying to him."

"Very good. I'll talk to Ford right away, and I'll ask him to contact you. After you confirm each other, you can leave Los Angeles." John said.

"I understand. I'll clean up right away." After Pit said that, John hung up the phone.

Actually, there was nothing to clean up. He was doing it here, so it didn't matter whether he wanted some clothes. So he went back to his room and sorted it out. After confirming that he hadn't missed anything he didn't want to see, he took out a cigarette and lit it and started smoking.

Obviously something happened to Halemet, and this time it was definitely not a small matter. Otherwise, I wouldn't have changed my plan so suddenly and let me rush back immediately. At least I haven't heard of such a thing since I came to Halemet. But what would this be? Will it be related to Parker? No, this should be impossible. This kind of thing cannot be rushing to get myself back. It should be in other aspects, and it is likely that I need to pick up the gun again. After all, I can be said to be very outstanding in this regard. But in this way, I deviate from my goal...

Just as he was worried about his future, the door was knocked. "Sir, Mr. Ford called you."

Pete immediately responded and quickly opened the door, and came to the phone in the monitoring room, reached out to pick up the phone.

The call was very simple and there was nothing to say. Just confirming each other. After both parties had no problems, Pete hung up the phone, but just after hanging up the phone, Robert's phone called immediately.

"Hey, Pete." Robert said: "You're leaving here?"

"Yes." Pete said with a little depressed look: "Did Fude tell you?"

"Yes. Not long ago, I saw that he hung up the phone and called. Why didn't you tell me? At least we have worked together, too." Robert said.

"Didn't Fude tell you? My transfer is not exciting news. There is no need for so many people to know. What you should do now is to have a good chat with Fude, maybe he can agree with some of your ideas." Peter said.

"Okay, Pete, but I think you're going to appreciate." Robert said.

"I hope so." Pete smiled, "I think you're too soon. As long as you can get the project here to complete smoothly, the Security Bureau will definitely remember you."

"Haha." Robert obviously thought so, and he smiled proudly and said, "I don't know whether to remember the merits or not, but my work should have been arranged."

"It seems like a good place to listen to your tone?" Peter asked curiously.

"Haha. I can't say this, maybe you will know it then." Robert said.

"Okay. I wish you good luck. If it's okay, I have to hang up the phone. I'm going to the airport as soon as possible and then go back to McLean." Pete said.

"Goodbye, Pete. I wish you all the best." Robert hung up the phone after he said.

Pete put down the phone, summoned everyone to say goodbye, and took a few clothes in his bag and set off, and returned to McLean in the middle of the night.

Just as Pete just left Los Angeles, Halemet received bad news again. John came to Lill's office again with a expressionless face. Today, the old guy has been staying in the office and has not gone anywhere, as if he knew something was going to happen. And after seeing John's appearance, Lill did not even show anger or any other negative emotions. Instead, he said, "Let me guess where is this time, right in Europe?"

John looked at Lille with some helplessness and said, "Yes, sir, Europe. It's... Ukraine."

"Okay..." Lill said: "Ukraine, the focus of the Intelligence Agency's work in Eastern Europe, what happened there?"

"The people we were there were attacks. Three died, five injured. Two more lost contact," John said.

"What is their mission there?" Lille asked.

"The Intelligence Agency's project," John said, shrugging, "I don't know what it is. You have to ask the Intelligence Agency to know."

Lill nodded and said, "I think they will call me soon. Immediately check who has something to do with the people sent to Ukraine. We must find out for me."

"Yes. I've arranged it. But it will take some time." John said.

"I know this." Lille said for a while and thought, "This is the same as Hakari, and it is similar to what we estimate, and it also confirms that the caught Russian spy is not talking nonsense. Now the Russians are punching continuously and punching us in the face." After that, he looked at John and said, "Has Heasman been to Ukraine recently?"

"Mr. Heasman?" John looked at Lille in surprise, because Lille was obviously suspecting that the problem was Heasman.

"Don't look at me like that." Lill said: "I have thought about it carefully. The supervision here at Helmet's headquarters is quite strict. Because Heisman has not been here for a long time, it is difficult for us to know all the people he has come into contact with, what he said, and what he did. Hakari and Heisman have been there not long ago, and this is already in line, so I want to know whether he has been to Ukraine recently in a year, or whether he has done business with anyone or organization in Ukraine."

"Okay, I understand." As John agreed, the phone on Lille's desk rang.

Lill looked at the phone and said, "The call from the Intelligence Agency is here. You can go first. If you take it, come to me at any time. I will be here today. I think it will be the same in the next few days."

John agreed and left, and as John turned around, Lill picked up the phone, and this time it was not Eric, but Miller.

"Have you received the message? Old man?" Miller asked.
Chapter completed!