They walked down the street into the Federal Building, which was a cold, bright-gray granite building that took up the entire block, and in the lobby, they walked through the metal detectors.

Liu Zhan was very glad that he was prescient. Throw the knife away.

He asked the security guard about the floor where the FBI was located, the martial law here was not bad or not, after all, this was known as the nemesis of crime, no one would have thought that someone would dare to sneak here, of course, they never thought that it was Yama who was eyeing this place now.

He took Yuan Xiaohua into the FBI office, and according to the instructions in the building, he came to a conference room next to the hall, and the camera in the room had a table with a microphone on it. Near the door stood four men, all of them tall and powerful, dressed in crisp suits, white shirts, and modest ties, and they must not have thought much of them, they must have been agents.

If they knew who Liu Zhan was, they wouldn't hesitate to shoot Liu Zhan, but that was after most of the agents had died, and Liu Zhan had to stay calm, Liu Zhan was the only one they couldn't see through with mind reading, and they didn't know anything about Yama.

He soon realized that the leader was the older man, his thick white hair was carefully parted and neatly combed, and he was talking to a man with a black beard.

Two young men were listening to them, with a respectful expression on their faces, and a young woman with a clipboard approached Liu Zhan and said, "Hey, can I help you?"

"Oh, of course I hope you can help me. Liu Zhan said.

As soon as he spoke, the agents noticed him. When they looked at him, he watched their reactions. When they saw him in a ponytail and blue jeans, they became vigilant, but when they saw Yuan Xiaohua, their eyes became misty again.

One of the lads asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Liu Zhan said: "My name is Xiong Zhihuang, I am a lawyer at Hines and my daughter Fosu is the editor of the school newspaper, she heard about your press conference on the radio yesterday, and she wanted to report on this on behalf of the school newspaper, so I thought... Hey, it's public anyway, so I brought her here, hoping it wouldn't bother you. ”

The two looked at the white-haired man with inquiring eyes, Liu Zhan's judgment was right, that person was the boss.

In the moment of his hesitation, the scene fell into a terrible silence.

The white-haired man stretched out his hand and said to him, "Go find Zhu Wu, the head of the burial agent, who is now the head of the FBI's San Francisco branch." ”

With this card, you can go in.

Liu Zhan shook his hand and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"What did you just say your office was called, sir?"

"Hines. ”

He frowned: "I thought it was a real estate agency, not a law firm." ”

Liu Zhan nodded, trying to show an almost smile and said, "Yes, my job is to help them get out of trouble. "There's a specific word that can be used to describe a lawyer who is employed by a business. Liu Zhan thought about it, and finally remembered the word, "I am their internal consultant. ”

"Did you bring your ID?"

"Oh, of course. He opened the stolen wallet and handed the card with Xiong Zhihuang's ID photo to the white-haired man, he held his breath, the white-haired man looked at the document, and then glanced at the person in the photo and compared it with Liu Zhan, Liu Zhan could see his mental activity at a glance.

This man must be him, I think.

He returned his ID card, and Liu Zhan regained his breath.

Then, he turned to Yuan Xiaohua and said, "Are you studying in that school?" Liu Zhan's heartbeat accelerated. Just make one up, kid.

"Ugh. Yuan Xiaohua hesitated. Liu Zhan was about to help her answer, and she spoke, "Eisenhower Junior High School." ”

Considering that the man probably happened to know what schools were in San Francisco, he added, "That school is in Orlando." ”

The white-haired man seemed satisfied, "Well, you're welcome to our press conference." He said.

"Thank you, sir. She said.

"Before the press conference started, if I had any questions, I could answer them now. ”

Liu Zhan had been very careful not to explain too much to Yuan Xiaohua before, so as not to make her overprepared. He thinks that if she looks shy, or doesn't ask good questions, it just makes her feel normal, and conversely, if she's too calm and looks like she's rehearsed so many times, it's suspicious.

He was worried about her and wanted to step in and tell her what to do, but he had to suppress his desire to protect the child, and he bit his lip.

She flipped through her notebook: "Are you the person in charge of this investigation?"

Liu Zhan was a little relieved, she could handle it.

"Yes, this is just one of many cases I need to keep an eye on," replied the white-haired man, gesturing to the man with the black beard, "Agent Marven is the one in charge of this mission." ”

Yuan Xiaohua turned to Ma Wencai: "Mr. Ma Wencai, I think the people in the school will be very curious to know what kind of person you are, can I ask you some personal questions?"

Liu Zhan was shocked to find that Yuan Xiaohua's gesture of smiling at Ma Wencai had a hint of flirtatiousness.

Gosh, she's too young to flirt with adults yet!

But Marven was very convinced, he looked very happy, and said, "Of course you can, just ask." ”

"Are you married?"

"I'm married, I have two children, my son is about the same age as you, and my daughter is younger than you. ”

"Do you have any hobbies?"

"I love collecting boxing memorabilia. ”

"It's really different. ”

"I think so. ”

Liu Zhan saw Yuan Xiaohua pretending to be a reporter to drive lightly, and he was very happy and disappointed.

Seemingly, she's pretty good at doing this kind of thing. FK, he didn't want to just train her to be a cheap magazine reporter.

While Marven was answering Yuan Xiaohua's innocent question, he observed the agent, who was his opponent.

Ma Wencai's attire is traditional and exquisite. His tan plainclothes suit, white shirt and dark silk tie are probably Gucci's brand, his black oxfords are shiny and decent, and his hair and beard are neatly trimmed.

But Liu Zhan felt that this ultra-conservative appearance was faked, his tie was too eye-catching, he also wore an oversized ruby ring on the little finger of his left hand, and his beard also made people feel undignified.

Moreover, Liu Zhan believes that the kind of high-end people that Mr. Ma is trying to emulate, but high-end people will not dress so flamboyantly on a Saturday morning, even if it is to attend a press conference.

"What's your favorite restaurant to go to?" Yuan Xiaohua asked.

"A lot of our colleagues go to the West Frans Bar and it's really a great place. "The room was filled with men and women with notebooks and recorders, videographers with cameras and flash guns, radio reporters with large microphones, and a few television crews with video recorders.

As they entered, the young woman with a clipboard asked for signatures. Liu Zhan and Yuan Xiaohua seem to have bypassed this procedure.

The white-haired man touched Ma Wencai's elbow and said, "We have to prepare for a press conference, Xiao Guliang, I hope you can stay and wait for us to announce important news." ”

"I will, thank you. She said.

Liu Zhan said: "Mr. Ma Wencai, you are so good, her teacher will be very proud. ”

The agents walked to the table at the end of the room.

Oh my God, we lied to them. Liu Zhan and Yuan Xiaohua sat in the back seats, waiting. Liu Zhan's nervousness eased. He's really done it.

I knew I could get through it.

So far, he hasn't gotten much important information, but that's the case with the regular press conference, but he already has an impression of the enemy, and he is very relieved about what he has learned, neither the white-haired man nor Marven Cai seems to be smart people, they are like the kind of ordinary policemen who work hard, usually work diligently, and occasionally corrupt. He had nothing to fear from them.

The white-haired man stood up and introduced himself. He sounded confident, but too egotistical, and said, "Let's start with a statement. The F.B.I. does not believe that the earthquake was caused by terrorists. ”

Flashguns crackled and flashed, and reporters quickly jotted down notes. Liu Zhan tried not to show his anger on his face. These bastards won't take him seriously, and they still do!

"That's the view of the state seismology framework, and I'm sure he'll be able to be interviewed in the state capital this morning. ”

Zhu Wu continued: "However, the terrorists made a threat to us, and the Investigation Bureau decided to arrest the gang. Our investigation is handled by Agent Ma Wencai. I'll leave it to you, Marven Cai. ”

Marven stood up. He was more nervous than Zhu Wu, and Liu Zhan could see it at once. He mechanically read a manuscript that had already been prepared.

"FBI agents this morning reported on all five paid employees of the Green California Movement and interrogated him at their homes, all of whom expressed their willingness to cooperate. ”

Liu Zhan was delighted, he left a fake clue, and the agents took the bait.

"The agents also visited Greenpeace's headquarters in the state capital and investigated their documents and computer records. ”

And he said a lot more, but it was just a rehash of the same old thing. The reporters asked a lot of questions, but they just added detail and color to the news, and did not change the tone. Liu Zhan began to get nervous again, and he sat there impatiently, trying to find an opportunity to leave without attracting attention. He was pleased to find that the F.B.I. investigation was not on track and that they had not found a second false clue he had left behind, but he was angry that they still refused to believe his threat. In the end, Zhu Wu announced the end of the press conference, and the reporters stood up one after another and began to pack up their equipment.