Chapter Five Hundred and Fifteen: Too Curiosity, Too Much Knowing, No Good Results
Morpheus used the folding knife in his hand to cut the rope hanging himself, rushed out of the warehouse and looked around. When he didn't find the expected Swagger, he quickly used the mobile phone in his pocket to call FB1 for help.
Soon, a pair of FB1 teams who were searching for Schwager in the south of Philadelphia were ordered to rush to the abandoned pier and find the nervous Nick Murphy.
A few people were left to investigate the scene, while the others took Murphys and drove back to the Philadelphia headquarters.
After receiving the report from his subordinates, Howard, the director of Philadelphia FB1, saw Morpheus coming back under heavy protection and immediately asked,
"Tell me what happened, why you were assassinated, whether the three people who died were done by Swag, and why Swag saved you."
After returning to FB1, Morpheus, who had been tense, relaxed. After this relaxation, he felt bad all over. He collapsed on the sofa in Howard's office in a listless state.
His mind was a little confused and he said in an incoherent manner, "The person who saved me must be Schwager. The three people who wanted to kill me were all killed by snipers from a distance, so the person who saved me must be Schwager."
I can’t think of anyone who would save me but him.”
After speaking, Morpheus took out a CD, the information of the three Black Bear Claw mercenaries, and mobile phones from his pocket, "Shwag must have wanted me to give these to you when he saved me, and I was probably assassinated because
I found out why Archbishop Desmond was shot."
Howard took the three things and handed the CD to one of his men, "Hurry up and see what's inside."
The men immediately started playing it on the DVD player.
Watching the video, how Morpheus' car was hit, how he was arrested, how he was tortured and interrogated, how he was equipped with equipment used to disguise his suicide, how the two mercenaries who wanted to kill Morpheus were shot one by one
Get rid of it.
"Head, the detectives at the scene reported that the bullets should have been fired from more than 200 meters away. A total of three people died at the abandoned dock. They were either hit in the head or in the back of the heart. They were all killed with one shot."
Now it is said that the person who shot was not Swagger, and the FB1 agents in the office will not believe it. At this time, other than Swagger, who will follow Morpheus and have the ability to snipe from a long distance, no one can think of anyone else.
Anyone.
At this time, an FB1 agent knocked on the door and walked in quickly with a piece of information in his hand. He handed the information to Howard, "Head, I just checked the database. The identities of the three deceased people are related to the Black Bear Claw Security Company, but to
When Black Bear Claw verified, they denied that these three people were their employees and only admitted that they were former employees."
Howard took the information and looked at it, shook his head and said, "It's impossible to find their loopholes here. These private contractors with dirty work will leave their jobs before going on a mission.
But it’s not without gain. People keep an eye on Black Bear Claw and its employees. From now on, I want to know the whereabouts of any employee or former employee of Black Bear Claw in the United States. I don’t believe they will let Schwager out.
Don’t take action when you cause trouble, arrest people as soon as you get the handle.”
"Understood, I will report to the headquarters right away." A subordinate nodded and left the office.
Howard looked at Morpheus lying on the sand, "Have you rested enough? Morpheus, tell me what evidence you found to make these hyenas who only live for money target you."
"Okay." After drinking a cup of coffee, Morpheus finally came to his senses, straightened out his thoughts, stood up, and was about to describe his experiences and experiences in the past few days.
"Whoosh", "clang", as the glass facing the opposite building shattered and fell to the ground, making a shattering sound.
Morpheus stood up and then collapsed to the ground without saying a word, and a bloody hole appeared on his forehead.
Howard, who was crawling on the ground, looked at Morpheus who fell not far away in disbelief, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Then two hours later, the entire FB1 in the United States started searching for black bear claws like crazy. Unfortunately, after almost two days of searching, a lot of problems were discovered. The problems they may have found all originated outside the United States.
Black Bear Claw is not at all like a private contracting company in the old United States, and any business in the old United States can completely withstand any investigation.
FB1 does not have the investigative power of other countries. Even if problems are found, there is nothing they can do with the black bear claws.
However, after FB1 made such a fuss, Colonel Johnson suddenly had no one else he could use except his two close men.
Taking such a big risk to secretly kill the informed Morpheus, there is not much time left for him to kill Swagger.
If the case of the assassination of Benjamin Arthur cannot be closed, Johnson is worried that the ghost-like Schwager may make public what he is doing about Archbishop Desmond.
After thinking for a long time, Johnson had to come up with the idea of secretly transferring people from outside the United States.
But now if he wants to secretly transfer someone, he doesn't have that much power and can only go to his backstage.
After thinking for a while, he told me, "Help me prepare the plane. I need to see Volunteer Charles Meen."
"clear".
This made everyone in Brian's team who had been watching him in the past two days cheer. Finally, their plan to drag FB1 in was not in vain. According to William's previous instructions, as long as they find someone with enough identity, they can do the job.
Brian shouted to Bernie in the driver's seat, "Hurry up, we're going to Washington immediately."
"Understood, head".
Two hours later, at 5:30 in the morning in Washington, it was still dark. Johnson, who had been waiting for almost 40 minutes, finally saw Charles Mean, who was having a morning run near Lincoln Square in Washington.
On the street a few hundred meters away, Brian and his team were sitting in a large commercial vehicle, watching Sam control the Black Blade drone to monitor Johnson and Milne.
Fortunately, the distance from Philadelphia to Washington was only a little over 200 kilometers, and it was early in the morning, so they hurriedly hurriedly arrived less than twenty minutes behind Johnson, who had arrived by plane.
Seeing Johnson with a tired face, Charles Mean said with an unhappy face, "I'm starting to wonder if it was a mistake to let you take charge of this matter."
"Whatever you think, don't forget we're going to kill that village for more than just an oil pipeline."
Seeing Mr. Senator pause for a second, Johnson grinned and said, "I came to you just to tell you that I need two planes with special passes.
One plane went to Ethiopia to pick up 24 of our people, and the other plane went to London and brought Bob Lee Schwager's father, Old Schwager, to the United States."
When he heard that he was going to London to kidnap Schwager's father, Charles Mean showed a smile on his face, "Only 24?"
"I hope that when we meet next time, I will hear the good news that Schwager has been killed. Don't let me deal with the aftermath for you anymore." Charles Mean turned his head and looked at Colonel Johnson sternly, "You know how much I spent
Strength, can you solve the problem of you openly killing the FB1 agent?"
"Haha, don't think I don't know that Cynthia Wilkes, the deputy director of FB1, is one of ours. No matter what the outcome is, I guarantee that someone will be responsible for the barrel assassination."