For a national treasure-level scientist like Professor Kelvin, he looks at people and things from a completely different perspective. In his eyes, many people on Wall Street and HSD can go to jail for a lifetime, so when he learned that Zhou Qingfeng might be a super spy,
On the contrary, I didn't expect it to be repulsive.
However, it was still too difficult for Helena to accept Zhou Qingfeng. She had been staying in the reception room of the FBI's Chicago branch all day long, and in the end she was unable to see her boss, William Bob.
At night, Helena had to leave the government building. She felt very ridiculous. When the whole world was speculating and questioning what happened in the shooting, no one paid attention to her, the most critical insider. Even when she wanted to contact other people
When it comes to senior management, everyone says they are busy.
Standing outside the increasingly deserted federal government building, Helena didn't know where to go for a moment. Return to the shabby apartment in the Caywood neighborhood? Or find another hotel to stay? She was in a daze, unable to make a decision for the moment.
Ding Ling Ling's cell phone rang again, and it was an unfamiliar number. Helena frowned and answered the call, then heard an anxious and irritable voice, "Natasha, you bitch, I really can't
To think that you are actually an FBI undercover agent."
"Who are you?" Natasha asked coldly.
"I'm Beaver, and I was the one who recruited you into the bar. But you bitch brought us a huge disaster." The person on the other end of the phone looked extremely angry and kept cursing.
"Oh..., I remembered you. You're not dead? What a pity!" A lustful, timid and money-grubbing black man flashed through Helena's mind. This guy was a close aide of "Grey Tooth" Chris.
"Yes, I'm not dead, but I can't escape either. The fight last night was deliberately controlled by someone. I have something in my hand that can destroy the mastermind behind this. I don't believe the police or the media. I plan to
Give it to you." Bifo on the phone cursed fiercely and shouted that everyone should pay the price.
"Then you actually believe me?" Natasha sneered. She felt that this was just a desperate black villain who wanted to bite randomly and draw more people into the trap.
"I believe in an FBI agent who is willing to work as a stripper in order to collect clues undercover. Although I hate you, you are more reliable than those politicians and reporters. People like you cannot complete the task without firm belief."
Bifo's words were full of sarcasm.
"I never thought you could give me such a high evaluation." Helena sneered.
"I will send you some pictures, and you will believe what I say." Beaver asked for Helena's email address and actually sent some pictures.
Helena was nonchalant at first, but when she went online and opened these pictures, she immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.
**** Sexual assault, **** murder, there are several protagonists in the picture, all of them are government executives, one of them is even Chicago Mayor Iman. And the last picture is of several teenage men
The child's broken body was hastily buried.
"Do you believe me now?" Beaver said.
Helena felt her hands and feet were cold, her body was shaking, and her head was buzzing. She had experienced many dark things, but today was the one that made her the most angry. "What the hell, where are you? You must be a tainted witness and send these scum to justice."
court."
But Bifo said sadly: "I am trapped in a building, and Iman's people are looking for me. They will rush in immediately, catch me, and torture me until they make sure that I can't threaten them."
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"Where are you? I will rescue you right away. I can ask the police near you to rescue you." Helena shouted anxiously.
"It's useless, the people who came to arrest me are the police." Beaver smiled bitterly, "Boss Chris has been worried that Iman will kill him, so he left a lot of things behind. We were worried that it would be unsafe to put them online, so we put them
Deposited in a safe deposit box at a bank in New York."
Beaver gave an address and the account number and password for accessing the safe. At this time, there was a clanging sound and the sound of pistol shooting on the phone. He finally said desperately: "Goodbye, Natasha, I won't let you go."
They caught me. Now the trouble is in your hands. Don't trust the government people too much. I wish you good luck!"
Bang..., a gunshot ended the call.
Helena was stunned for a long time, until she heard another male voice, "Hey! Is there anyone there?"
Helena did not speak, but her breathing was a little rapid. Her mind was very confused. She wanted to report this matter immediately, to expose this matter, and to send all the scumbags who occupied high positions to hell.
The person on the other end of the phone couldn't hear her and said again: "I'm Chief Horton from the Chicago Police Department. The person you just spoke to is a very dangerous criminal. If he has..."
Beep beep..., Helena finally cut off the call. She took a deep breath and made up her mind, turned around and walked back. She wanted to immediately tell her colleagues at the FBI about the photos on her phone and the news she had just received. This kind of case has already been
I can't trust the Chicago police anymore, so I have to contact the FBI.
Just when she turned around, there was someone standing behind Helena. William Bob, who had been missing all day, was walking towards her with a smile, "Hi... Helena, I'm so happy to see you! I'm sorry.
, I had a whole day meeting, and those bastards actually said they wanted to investigate me.
But Mayor Iman used his network to help me a lot. This matter will be resolved properly, and your contribution will also be mentioned. Oh, by the way. I heard that you wanted to find me, but I just called
Your phone has been unreachable."
It was obvious that Agent Bob felt relieved. But just when Helena was eager to report the situation she had just learned, his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Oh, it's Mayor Iman's call." Agent Bob raised a finger to signal Helena to be quiet, and he answered the phone with an enthusiastic tone, "Hi, Mr. Mayor, how are you?
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Agent Bob still wanted to say a few words, but Mayor Iman on the phone looked furious, "Bob, we just dealt with the last of Chris's men. But that guy committed suicide, and those stupid police officers failed to find the key."
thing.
What's more important is that that bastard made a phone call before he died. We are now using technical means to trace who the call was to? Please take action too and never let the situation get out of control."
"Okay, Mr. Mayor, I will handle it as soon as possible." Agent Bob was so humble that he was almost flattering. He took out a pen from his pocket and wrote down a phone number on the palm of his hand. Waiting for him to hang up the phone.
Then he deliberately let out a long breath and jokingly said to Helena: "The people in the government are so annoying, they always cause us trouble."
Helena stared at Bob's face and subconsciously took a half step back.
Agent Bob started to dial the phone again, and at the same time looked at the phone number written on his palm. He was about to ask other subordinates to check the details of this number, but suddenly he felt that this number looked familiar.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds. Agent Bob turned his doubtful eyes to Helena, then looked at the cell phone still in Helena's hand, "Who were you calling just now?"