Clooney looked depressed because his life was in the hands of others, and he could do nothing. Now, he could do nothing but say everything.
"I said little Downey worked for me and helped me deal with some specific things. In the assassination of suharitan, he helped me deal with things in Europe. He was just an insignificant little man."
After grevatov wrote down what Clooney said on the paper, he said faintly: "an insignificant little man, will not let the CIA send three agents to investigate, or transfer people from the Middle East Bureau."
Clooney spread his hand and sighed, "I said he had evidence that Lord sarif sent me to assassinate suharitan."
Grevatov smiled and whispered, "is that all?"
"Just these, I can't let little Downey get too much attention and make him attractive enough, so I can only say these. It doesn't matter to the CIA whether sarif or suharitan is in charge of the Shah intelligence agency, but the CIA will certainly want to get evidence against sarif, so that they can coerce sarif or sell people to sarif Personal feelings. "
Grevatov nodded and said, "is there anything else to add?"
"About little Donny? No."
Grevatov said in a deep voice, "let's talk about AIS. I'm very interested in this."
Clooney scratched his head in distress and said, "the CIA supports ace, but ace is out of control. When I came into contact with ACE, it was just a small armed faction that didn't attract much attention. I don't know what the situation is now, because I've lost contact with ace for a long time."
Grevatov suddenly said, "why did you become a mercenary agent? With your ability, you can stand out in any industry. Why did you choose to do this?"
Clooney spread his hand and said in distress: "I was born in a poor family and couldn't afford a good school. My father was shot and killed when I was very young. My mother didn't know where to go later, so you can know that I won't receive any good education. I don't have any education at all, so of course I can't find any good job."
Clooney said useless nonsense, but grevatov listened carefully.
"It's really frustrating that you can't receive a good education, so how did you become a mercenary agent?"
Clooney sighed: "My hometown is in North Carolina, but I think why not go to a big city? So I went to New York. I haven't been on the road of crime. I took part-time jobs, worked as a waiter in fast food restaurants, delivered pizza and helped people park in hotels. Later, I met my current wife and son. At that time, I was 23 or 14 years old. She was a college student and came from a middle-class family. She At that time, she was still at school. She taught me how to take classes in the University, so I went to attend classes in the University. Where did I learn a lot? "
"What major did you study in that university?"
Clooney shrugged and said with a wry smile: "Well, you have to understand that what I learn depends on what I can get into that classroom. I'm at Columbia University and pretend to be a student. I'm not bad with those students. I can listen to whatever courses I can hear, mainly risk management courses and law courses, because I always think that being a lawyer or finding a decent job on Wall Street is the peak of my life."
Grevatov smiled, "good idea, and then?"
Clooney smiled bitterly: "then I found that I didn't understand what the professors were talking about, so I had to start self-study from the basic things, so that I could gradually hear what others were talking about. I couldn't afford books, but I said that my relationship with those students was right."
Grevatov nodded and said, "it's hard, but you did a good job."
Clooney breathed and smiled: "I can't afford the tuition, and I don't have any degree. I spent seven years at Columbia University. I basically listened to all the law courses. Together with those graduate students, I think I can be a lawyer, but I can't get a lawyer's license, because I don't have a law school degree at all, so I want to go to Wall Street, because I study well in business school."
Clooney regretfully opened his hand and said with a bitter smile: "I entered Wall Street and became a trainee financial adviser. I did a good job. Although I didn't have any diploma, I still became a financial planner. I had an annual salary of $80000 just becoming a formal financial planner. At that time, the annual salary was very high."
"And then?"
"Later, I thought it was a little slow to make money like this. Among my customers, um, there was a guy who looked very rich but knew nothing about financial management. Well, I hacked his money and told him that the stocks he invested had lost miserably, but the real situation was that I cheated him $420000. I did it flawlessly and would never be seen by anyone, but I didn't expect that guy to be a fool The mercenary didn't want any evidence at all. He thought I had to pay him back if I lost his money, so he pointed a gun at my head and told me I had to pay back or die. "
"Hehe, the right way, later."
"Later, I gave him the money back, but he still wanted to kill me, but he didn't want to kill me in New York, so he called his agent and asked how to deal with it so that I wouldn't be noticed. His agent was tomler. At that time, tomler had just started as an agent. Not long after he met me and talked to me, he asked me to work for him and gave me 300000 a year Annual salary, and I certainly can't refuse, because I don't want to die. "
After that, Clooney shook his fingers and sighed: "Later, I really liked this job because of my power and because I could earn enough money, but I still wanted to be a barrister or a famous investor, because I wanted to accept people's cheers and share with them how I changed from a grassroots to a tycoon, but as a mercenary agent, you certainly can't tell others about your real career 。”
Grevatov smiled, "you don't like life in the dark."
"I certainly don't like it. Who doesn't like life in the sun? But I'm used to my current identity, and the feeling of controlling other people's lives in my hands will be addictive. If I choose again, I don't know how to choose."
Grevatov wrote down a pen in the book. After filling in the column of Clooney's character, he smiled and said, "this is the end of your mental journey. I hope you didn't lie to me, because we will soon know whether you lied."
After that, grivatov stood up, opened the iron door and said calmly to several people outside the door, "let's start formally."