Five hundred and thirteen chapters hide behind the scenes and let others die
He lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "The boss asked us to hide behind the scenes, and told me that Desmond might have been assassinated because he caught evidence of Johnson's massacre of the village. Sam, please check what happened three years ago and tell me.
Maybe we can find out the real reason."
"Okay, I'll check it right now." After saying that, Sam started working on the computer.
For Sam, who is a former C1A computer expert, this kind of thing doesn't take much time and effort. Soon he found evidence in the database.
I also unexpectedly discovered that Schwager went on a C1A mission three years ago. The purpose of the mission was to cover Johnson and his group on their way back from massacring the village.
The person in charge of c1a at the time not only failed to tell Swagger the true situation of the mission, but eventually abandoned Swagger and his teammates in Ethiopia.
However, Schwager, who had killed his teammate, was not someone to be trifled with. After this guy narrowly escaped death and escaped back to the United States, he retired not long after, and the C1A frontline manager who ordered him to be abandoned was also killed silently, and he has not been seen until now.
If a body is found, it can only be treated as a missing person case.
After seeing this information, Brian said, "Ha, these guys are like this, otherwise we wouldn't retire before we were even 50.
It seems that the people in c1a are indeed unreliable in this matter, so we will go to fb1. It seems that we have to give Mr. Nick Murphy some evidence and let him investigate.
When they really find out something, Johnson and the others, who want to cover up the truth, might take the risk and kill Morpheus.
As long as this group of people really dares to kill an FB1 agent in the United States, FB1 will definitely stick to it.
At that time, if we provide some clues and evidence to fb1, maybe fb1 people can help us to force out the people behind Johnson without us having to do anything."
Bernie agreed, "FB1 is in charge of domestic affairs and is only responsible to the Department of Justice. The possibility of colluding with Johnson is not high. You can really give it a try."
"Then continue to keep an eye on Mr. Morpheus and look for opportunities to hand over the clues we have to him and let him investigate."
"Understood, head".
There are instructions from the drone, so Brian and his team only need to keep a close eye on it.
Nick Murphy has been having a very bad time these past two days, and he even feels like he is about to suffer from depression.
Because Schwager knocked him down in one round and took away his gun and car, Philadelphia fb1 is now regarded by the media as the most incompetent branch in the United States.
All the FBI agents in Philadelphia didn't say it openly because of this incident, but they were secretly rejecting and alienating him.
In order to clear away the stain on himself, Nick Morpheus searched everywhere for clues in the past two days. The more he searched, the more certain he became that Schwager was framed because there were too many things that didn't make sense.
The air support helicopter arrived in too short a time, and coupled with the Schwager shooting records found, Morpheus believed that a sharpshooter who could hit the target with all five shots at 1,500 yards could not miss the target by 1 meter.
The news media reports were too fast, and seemed to have been edited long ago. All kinds of questions waited until the morning after the sniper case, when the newspapers reported that the fat policeman who shot Schwager had been assassinated.
Nick Morpheus suddenly felt fear in his heart. He had a premonition that if he continued to investigate, he might be killed like the policeman who was silenced.
But the adventurous spirit in his heart and the desire to clear his name could not be restrained at this moment.
So with all kinds of questions, excitement and fear, he went to the Lecture Square and several possible sniper locations to search carefully, not to mention that he actually found a lot of useful clues.
At least he discovered that the sniper might be using a new type of sniper rifle launched by xx company that can be controlled remotely.
It was already 9 o'clock in the evening when he finished sorting out the clues in hand, so Nick Murphys, who had not been home for two days, hid the clues in the bathroom ceiling of the fb1 office.
I just dragged my tired body home, planning to have a good sleep, take a shower and change into clean clothes tomorrow morning to meet with Philadelphia fb1 director Howard.
After opening the door and entering the house, Nick Murphy, who was physically and mentally exhausted, lay directly on the sofa at home. After lying there for a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Buckle, buckle, buckle."
After yelling a few curses in a low voice, Morpheus got up and walked to the door. Before he could open the door, he saw a very thin envelope pushed in through the crack of the door.
This made the nervous Nick, who was originally afraid of being silenced, panicked. Without thinking, he reached out and took out the pistol on his waist and pointed it at the door.
After listening quietly for a few seconds, he heard footsteps disappearing, then he carefully opened the door to his house, looked out, and saw that there was no one in the hallway, and he felt relieved.
He closed the door, put away the gun and picked up the envelope on the ground. He sat on the sofa and hesitated for a long time before opening it. Inside the envelope were two photos and a letter printed on a printer.
The letter said, 'Check the frame of the car, and then check the assassinated Archbishop Desmond, and you will soon know who the Lord is and why Desmond was killed, Schwager.'
Swagger, hell, Nick Morpheus immediately thought that this was sent by Swagger himself, so that he could help clear away the suspicion on him.
This made Nick Murphys, who had been unable to find the exact clue, both excited and frightened. He picked up the photo with trembling fingers and took a closer look at the picture above. It was indeed the chassis number of the vehicle.
With a nervous and excited mood, Nick Morpheus was lying in bed hesitating whether to continue investigating. After tossing and turning for several hours, he finally couldn't stand the unfounded thoughts of adventure and exploration in his heart.
He sat up from the bed, turned on the computer, and began to search for the life of Archbishop Desmond and all the reports about him in recent years.
After searching, a piece of news about a village in Ethiopia that Desmond had spent three years searching for disappeared overnight came to his attention.
Desmond has always suspected that the disappearance of these 400 people was related to employment with American background. It is possible that he came to the United States this time to take advantage of the opportunity of being awarded an honorary medal to privately ask Benjamin Arthur to investigate the matter.
There is this speculation because before Desmond went to the United States, he revealed to the Ethiopian media that he had some sensitive topics that he wanted to discuss with Benjamin Arthur in person.
Nick Morpheus, who discovered the truth, was now filled with fear. When he thought that a village of more than 400 people was massacred overnight by mercenaries with backgrounds from an American company, he knew that he was in big trouble.
Now his only thought is to return to fb1's Philadelphia headquarters immediately. Only staying at the headquarters can give him a little sense of security.
Nick's reaction could not be said to be unpleasant. It only took him less than five minutes to change his clothes, put on his gun and quickly went downstairs and drove out of the underground parking lot.
It's a pity that no matter how fast he is, he can't be as fast as the person who keeps staring at him. Nick Morpheus never thought that he was being watched all the time. From the moment he started checking Archbishop Desmond's affairs on his home computer,
The person monitoring him discovered what he was doing, and a call to deal with him secretly was placed on the mobile phones of three mercenaries who had been staying downstairs at his house.
So when Nick's car drove into the underground parking lot, the car was hit by a large SUV before it had gone 200 meters. Then he was dragged out of the car in a daze, stabbed with a needle in his neck, threw it into the SUV and drove away quickly.
In the distance, Brian and his group also drove up and followed.