Outside the FBI New York branch building, across the street, a Mediterranean man came out of a coffee shop with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.
He was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. He looked like an elite and successful person. He was about forty years old.
Taking the coffee, he got into a red convertible classic car. He took off his sunglasses and whispered calmly: "Sir, according to confirmation, the target has indeed been taken into the FBI."
If someone could look closer, they could clearly see that the man had a headset on his ear and was talking to someone somewhere.
"Where's the cat?"
"Still at her house."
Although it was not obvious, the Mediterranean man could feel that when the cat was mentioned, the person opposite seemed to become more solemn.
In fact, sometimes he is really curious, is that cat really as powerful as the officer said?
"What did she do?"
"Uh...it seems like it's because of racing?"
"Racing..." The other party was obviously silent for a moment: "The FBI has nothing to do, does it even have to take care of this kind of thing?"
"I'm not sure exactly, but the FBI's main target seems to be her boyfriend."
"Is she implicated?"
"You can say that." The man took a sip of the steaming coffee.
"Caught with evidence?"
"No." The coffee was obviously a bit hot. The man took a sip and his tongue was almost swollen. He placed the coffee on the driver's seat of the car: "If they had caught the evidence, I'm afraid they would have come to arrest him. Now
I guess they were pushed into a hurry by the people above, so they wanted to play some tricks."
"Then tell the FBI and ask them to release him as soon as possible." The person opposite said it so matter-of-factly, as if the FBI were like his grandson.
"Okay!" The Mediterranean man agreed so confidently, not caring about the FBI's possible reaction.
"Also, check the background of her boyfriend."
After ending the call, the Mediterranean man sighed. Compared with the previous host, this host was much more troublesome.
Her boyfriend doesn't look like an honest person!
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Director Rhodes was called and scolded by the deputy director again. Faced with the dual pressure of NBC reporters and SHIELD, even he couldn't handle it!
So Director Rhodes had to let Mia enter the FBI with a dark face.
But he also winked at his henchman, who understood and hid in the crowd, quietly disappearing.
After going through the bail procedure, Mia first brought Mikayla out, and then Murphy.
When the door was opened, everyone was shocked by the scene inside.
"Article 1."
"Be proud of loving the motherland and be ashamed of harming the motherland."
"Article 2."
"Be proud of serving the people, and be ashamed of betraying the people."
"..."
In the interrogation room, Murphy was wearing black-rimmed glasses he didn't know where he got, holding something like a ruler in his hand, and looking at the row of students kneeling in front of him with a prim and serious expression.
It is worth mentioning that the faces of the students kneeling in front of Mo Fei were swollen into pig heads, purple and blue, and there were clearly visible slap marks.
"Shit! What are you doing? Let Agent Kevin and Agent Horn go!" After the initial shock, Director Rhodes quickly pulled out his gun, pointed it at Murphy and shouted.
When they saw Director Rhodes coming in, Agent Kevin and Agent Horn seemed to have seen God, and they quickly wanted to run to Director Rhodes. This man is a devil!
"Uh-huh." Murphy pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and hummed from his nose.
The three people who wanted to run immediately froze up and did not dare to move.
The dough was shaking like chaff, and it was dripping coldly.
Murphy sighed, took off his black-rimmed glasses, and stuffed them into his pocket: "What did my teacher teach you? Stand like you should stand, sit like when you sit, and behave politely. How many do you think you have done? Forget it.
No matter what, today is also a great day for you to start teaching, I will forgive you just once!"
"Oh, I didn't expect that our fate as master and apprentice would be so short-lived. You will be apprentices so soon... Teacher will no longer be by your side." A look of vicissitudes of life appeared on Mo Fei's face: "But you must remember the teacher's love for you.
Your teachings are to be kind and a good person!" As he spoke, Mo Fei's face changed: "If I hear news of you doing evil outside, then don't blame the teacher for cleaning up the house!"
"Go." Murphy waved his hand.
The three agents, Kevin, hurriedly ran and hid behind Director Rhodes. They looked at Murphy as if he were a devil, then hugged each other and cried.
They never fail to punish prisoners. Even if they cannot make them surrender, they can still make them suffer severely.
But nothing like this one. When they turned off the camera and took the brown paper and basin to prepare their homework, under their disbelieving eyes, Murphy shook his hands and the silver bracelet fell to the ground.
What follows is a tear-jerking yet concise and clear story. In short, two words can sum it up - class.
"You dare to attack the police?" Supervisor Rhodes was furious, holding a gun to Murphy's head, as if he would shoot immediately if he did something wrong.
In Yingjiang, the FBI belongs to the federal police and can be considered a type of police.
Murphy sighed: "What I hate most is people pointing a gun at my head."
Suddenly, Mo Fei's eyes flashed with a cold look.
"Don't point a gun at my head, or I'll let you see your brain in the next second!" Yan Shuangying jpg.
"Threatening me?" Director Rhodes sneered and turned on the insurance: "Kneel down!"
"I'm sorry!" Murphy sneered, but he didn't move: "If you have the ability, just shoot? I bet you don't dare to shoot!"
To be honest, Murphy's tolerance for the FBI has almost reached its limit. He went to take a train and was inexplicably captured by you and brought back to the headquarters. That's it.
Are you still thinking about extorting confessions through words and deeds, or using waterboarding on employees?
If he, Mo Fei, didn't have any skills, I'm afraid he would really be tortured to death by them.
Now it's even better, holding a gun to his head and telling him to kneel down...
Do you really think that Labor and Capital are your father, and Labor and Capital will forgive you no matter what you do?
"Director Rhodes, what do you want to do?" Mia, who followed the door, pushed aside Murphy who was standing tall and looked at Director Rhodes with a sneer. He stood between the two of them and looked at Director Rhodes coldly: "You are
Do you want to shoot my unarmed client in front of me? There are reporters outside, why not let them come in and take a good look at Director Rhodes's majesty?"
"Didn't you see? He openly attacked the police!" Director Rhodes pointed at the three agents Kevin who were beaten into pig heads and said.
"I don't know if he assaulted the police." Mia pointed at the brown paper and the water basin on the other side and sneered: "But I know that the FBI agents seem to like playing with water!"