Clooney seemed very depressed because his life was held in the hands of others and he could not do anything. Now, he could not do anything but say anything else.

"I said that Downey Jr. worked for me and helped me handle some specific things. In the assassination of Suharitan, he helped me handle things in Europe, and was just an irrelevant little person."

After writing down what Clooney said on paper, Grevatov said lightly: "A irrelevant little person will not let Cia send three agents to investigate, but will still draw personnel from the Middle East Bureau."

Clooney spread his hands and sighed, "I said he had evidence that the Lord of Sarif had asked me to send someone to assassinate Suharitan."

Grevatov smiled and whispered: "Is it just these?"

"Just this, I can't make Downey Jr. receive too much attention, but he has to be attractive enough, so I can only say that, whether Sarif or Suharitan is in charge of the Shah Intelligence Agency, it doesn't matter to Cia, but Cia will definitely hope to get evidence that is unfavorable to Sarif, so that they can threaten Sarif or give someone to Sarif for personal favors."

Grevatov nodded and said, "Is there anything else to add?"

"About Downey Jr.? No more."

Grevatov said in a deep voice: "Then let's talk about Ace, I'm very interested in this."

Clooney scratched her head in distress and said, "Cia supports Ace, but Ace is out of control. When I had contact with Ace, this was just a small armed faction that was not very noticeable. I don't know what the situation is now, because I have lost contact with Ace."

Grevatov suddenly said: "Why are you a mercenary agent? With your ability, you can stand out in any industry. Why did you choose to do this?"

Clooney spread his hands and said distressedly: "I was born in a poor family and can't afford to go to a good school. My father was shot dead when I was very young. My mother didn't know where she went later, so you can know that I would not receive any good education. I don't have any education at all, so of course I can't find any good job."

Clooney was talking useless nonsense, but Grevatov listened very seriously.

"It's really helpless to have no way to receive a good education, so how did you become a mercenary agent?"

Clooney sighed: "My hometown is in North Carolina, but I think why don't I go to big cities? So I went to New York. I never went on the road to crime. I did odd jobs, worked as a waiter in a fast food restaurant, delivered pizza, and helped people park in a hotel. Later, I met my current wife. At that time, I was only twenty-three or four years old. She was a college student and from a middle-class family. She was still in school at that time. She taught me how to go to college to take classes, so I went to college to listen to classes. Where I learned a lot."

"What major did you study in that university?"

Clooney shrugged and smiled bitterly: "Well, you have to understand what I learn depends on how I can get into that classroom. I was at Columbia University, pretending to be a student, and I was not bad with those students. I listen to whatever class I could hear, mainly to listen to risk management courses and law courses, because I always felt that being a lawyer or finding a decent job on Wall Street was the pinnacle of life."

Grevatov smiled and said, "There is a good idea, then what?"

Clooney smiled bitterly, "Then I found that I couldn't understand what the professors were saying, so I had to start learning from basic things, so I could gradually hear what others were saying. I couldn't afford books, but I said that I had a good relationship with those students."

Grevatov nodded and said, "It's hard, but you've done a great job."

Clooney exhaled and smiled, "I can't afford the tuition, and I don't have any degree. I spent seven years at Columbia University and I basically listened to all the law classes. With those graduate students, I think I can be a lawyer, but I can't get a lawyer license. Because I don't have a degree from law school at all, I want to go to Wall Street because I studied well in business school."

Clooney spread his hands with regret and smiled bitterly: "I went to Wall Street and became an intern financial consultant. I did a good job. Although I didn't have any diplomas, I still became a financial planner. As soon as I became a formal financial planner, I had an annual salary of 80,000 US dollars. At that time, the annual salary was very high."

"What happened later?"

"Later, I felt that making money like this was a bit slow, and among my clients, well, there was a guy who seemed very rich but knew nothing about financial management. Well, I hacked his money and told him that the stocks he invested in were losing money badly, but the truth was that I cheated him for 420,000 US dollars. I did it perfectly and would never be seen by anyone, but I didn't expect that guy was a mercenary and didn't want any evidence at all. He thought that if I lost his money, he had to return the money to him, so he pointed a gun at my head and told me that I would either pay back the money or die."

"Haha, the right way, what happened later."

"Later I paid him back the money, but he still wanted to kill me, but he didn't want to kill anyone in New York, so he called his agent and asked how to deal with me so that I would not be noticed. His agent was Tomler. At that time, not long after Tomler started working as an agent, he met me and talked to me. After he asked me to work for him, he gave me 300,000 yuan a year to pay me an annual salary, but I definitely couldn't refuse because I didn't want to die."

After saying that, Clooney shook his finger and sighed: "Later I did fall in love with this job, because of power and because I can earn enough money, but I actually want to be a barrister or a famous investor, because I want to accept people's cheers and share with them how I went from a grassroots to a tycoon, but as a mercenary agent, you definitely can't tell others about your real career."

Grevatov smiled and said, "You don't like life in the dark."

"It's definitely not like to 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 ask me to choose, I don't know how to choose."

Grevatov wrote a note in the book, filled in the column of Clooney's personality and smiled and said, "This is the end of your mental journey. I hope you did not lie to me, because we will soon know if you lie."
Chapter completed!