Chapter 513: Hiding behind the curtain and letting others die
He looked down and thought for a moment before saying, "The boss told us to hide behind the scenes, and told me that Desmond may have been assassinated because he caught evidence of Johnson's massacre of the village, Sam, if you look into this incident three years ago, maybe we can find out the real reason."
"OK, I'll look it up", Sam started operating on the computer.
This kind of thing didn't take much time and effort for Sam, who is a former C1A computer expert himself, and soon he found evidence in the database.
It was also unexpectedly discovered that Schwager had a C1A mission three years ago, and the purpose of the mission was to cover Johnson's group on the return journey from the slaughter village.
The then head of C1A not only failed to tell Schwager about the mission, but also abandoned Schwager and his teammates in Ethiopia.
But Schwagger, who died of his teammate, is not easy to mess with, after this guy fled back to the United States with nine deaths, it didn't take long for him to retire, and the C1A front-line supervisor who ordered to abandon him was also killed silently, and the body has not been found until now, so it can only be dealt with as a missing case.
Seeing this information, Brian said, "Ha, these guys are like this, otherwise we wouldn't have retired before 50.
It seems that the people of C1A are really unreliable in this matter, so let's look for FB1, it seems that we have to give Mr. Nick Morpheus some evidence and let him investigate,
When something really finds out, Johnson, who wants to cover up the facts, may risk killing Morpheus,
As long as this group of people really dares to kill an FB1 agent in the United States, then FB1 will 100% bite to the death.
When the time comes, we'll give FB1 some clues and evidence, and maybe we don't have to do anything, and the FB1 people will be able to help us force the people behind Johnson out."
Bernie agreed, "FB1 is in charge of the country, and is only responsible to the Department of Justice, and collusion with Johnson is not very likely, so it can indeed be tried."
"Then keep an eye on Mr. Morpheus, and look for an opportunity to give him the clues we have and let him investigate."
"Understood, head".
There are instructions from the drone, so Brian and his gang just need to keep an eye on it from a distance.
Nick Morpheus has had a very bad past two days, and even feels like he's about to suffer from depression.
Because he was knocked out by Schwager in one round and robbed of his gun and car, Philadelphia FB1 has now become the most incompetent branch in the United States in the media.
Although all the agents in FB1 in Philadelphia did not say anything about it, everyone secretly excluded and alienated him.
In order to wash away the stain on himself, Nick Morpheus searched around for clues in the past two days, and the more he checked, the more certain he was that Schwager was framed, because there were too many unreasonable places.
The short time it took for the air support helicopters to arrive, and the Schwagger shooting record found, Morpheus believed that the sharpshooter, who could hit the bull's-eye with five shots at 1,500 yards, would not be able to hit a distance of 1 meter.
The news media reported too quickly, and it looked like it had been edited a long time ago, and all kinds of questions waited until the morning of the sniper case, when the newspaper reported that the fat cop who shot Schwager had been assassinated.
Nick Morpheus suddenly became terrified, and he had a hunch that if he continued to investigate, he might be killed like the policeman who was killed.
But the adventurous spirit in his heart and the idea of clearing his name and washing away the stain can't be held back at this moment.
Therefore, with all kinds of questions, he went to the lecture square and several possible sniping locations with excitement and fear to carefully search, not to mention that he really found a lot of useful clues.
At least he found that the sniper was probably using a new type of sniper rifle from XX Company that could be controlled remotely.
It was already 9 o'clock in the evening when he finished sorting out the clues in his hand, so Nick Morpheus, who hadn't been home for two days, hid the clues in the toilet ceiling of FB1's office.
I dragged my tired body home, planning to get a good night's sleep, take a shower and change into clean clothes tomorrow morning to meet Howard, the director of FB1 in Philadelphia.
When he opened the door and entered the house, Nick Morpheus, who was physically and mentally exhausted, lay directly on the sofa at home, and after lying on his stomach for a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Buckle, buckle, buckle".
With a few whispers, Morpheus got up and walked to the door, and before he could open it, he saw a thin envelope push in through the crack in the door.
This made Nick, who was already afraid of being killed and nervous, panicked, and didn't want to reach out and take out the pistol on his waist and point it at the door.
After listening quietly for a few seconds, he carefully opened the door of the house and looked out to see that the corridor was empty, and he was relieved.
closed the door, put away the gun and picked up the envelope on the ground, sat on the sofa and hesitated for a long time before opening it, and saw that the envelope contained two photos and a letter printed out with a printer.
The letter reads, 'Check the frame, then check the assassinated Archbishop Desmond, and you'll soon find out who the Lord is and why Desmond was killed, Schwager.'"
Schwarger, hell, Nick Morpheus immediately thought it was sent by Schwager himself, in order to get himself to help clear his suspicion.
This made Nick Morpheus, who had never been able to find an exact clue, both excited and frightened, and picked up the photo with trembling fingers, and the picture on it was indeed the frame number of the vehicle if he looked closely.
Nervous and excited, Nick Morpheus, who was lying in bed hesitating to investigate further, tossed and turned for hours, and finally couldn't bear the unexplained adventure and exploration thoughts in his heart.
Sitting up from bed, turning on the computer, I started looking up the life of Archbishop Desmond and all the reports about him in recent years.
As he searched, he saw a piece of news about Desmond who had spent three years searching for a village in Ethiopia that had disappeared overnight.
Desmond has always suspected that the disappearance of the 400 people is related to the employment of people with a background in the United States, and it is very likely that he came to Lao Mei this time to take the opportunity of the award to privately ask Benjamin Arthur to investigate the matter.
There is this speculation because Desmond revealed to the Ethiopian media before leaving for the United States that he has some sensitive topics that he wants to talk to Benjamin Arthur face-to-face.
Nick Morpheus, who discovered the truth, was now full of fear in his mind, and when he thought that his village of more than 400 people had been slaughtered overnight by mercenaries from the background of the United States Company, he knew that he was in big trouble.
Now his only thought was to return to FB1's Philadelphia headquarters immediately, and only staying at the headquarters would give him a little bit of security.
Nick's reaction could not be said to be unhappy, and it took him less than five minutes to change his clothes, bring his gun and quickly drive downstairs and drive out of the underground parking lot.
It's a pity that no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than the people who keep staring at him, and Nick Morpheus didn't expect that he was being watched all the time, from the time he started the Archbishop of Chadsmond on his own computer,
The people who monitored him noticed his actions, and one secretly disposed of his phone and called the three mercenaries who stayed downstairs in his house.
So when Nick's car drove to the underground parking lot, he was hit by a large SUV before he walked 200 meters, and then he was dragged out of the car in a daze, and he was thrown into the SUV with a needle in his neck and left quickly.
And Brian's group, who was a yellow finch in the distance, also drove along.