"The owner of this manor is called Rocky, and he must be the most miserable nobleman in life. Inspector Robert led Eric to an old manor. This is the only classical manor left in the Solomon area. It has a long history that dates back to the Age of Discovery. It was so meritorious that the previous owner of the manor followed the founding father of the country K on his expeditions, so even his descendants were always regarded as "nobles". And the scene in front of him is incompatible with its glory. Wild grasses have taken over what should have been a flower-filled garden, the fountain in the center of the garden has become a pool of stagnant water covered with moss and dead leaves, the oak trees on both sides of the driveway have become a paradise for crows, and the facades of the manor buildings are mottled with dirt of all colors.

"It's a pity for this glorious manor. Eric rubbed his eyes wearily. After Felix was arrested, Eric was suspected of not fully explaining his relationship with the Smiley Legion, and was invited to the CIA for two days of coffee. Today, he had just been released, and before he could return to the detective agency, he was picked up by Sergeant Robert.

"Where have you been these two days? I've been looking for you for a long time. Robert asked with concern. Because of a case, Eric and Robert formed a strong friendship, and Robert was promoted to the chief inspector of the Solomon area because of this case.

"Well—because of a rich man's commission—you know. Eric stinted sloppily, "I'm obligated to keep them a secret, it's called business reputation, right?"

Robert immediately understood God. He led Eric to the manor's villa. Eric glanced around the villa. Obviously, this is no ordinary incident. Although the entrance of the manor and the surrounding area of the villa have set up a cordon of the Solomon Police Station, in addition to the officers of the police station, some men in black in civilian clothes are scattered around the villa, which seems to be loose and scattered, but in fact has formed a tightly cohesive encirclement network.

"Who are they?" asked Eric.

Robert looked around a little helplessly, and whispered, "Agents of the National Investigation Bureau." You'd better not provoke them. ”

"This is the case of the National Investigation Bureau? So why are you here? This situation immediately piqued Eric's interest. Under the power structure of country K, the police department is responsible for routine crime cases, while the National Investigation Bureau and the CIA are responsible for national security matters. Interestingly, historically, the NIA was created to limit the CIA's dominance in intelligence detection, so both the NIA and the CIA saw each other as a stumbling block to national security.

"Actually, I can't tell. I was ordered that people from the National Investigation Department would come to the scene for martial law, but the police station had to appear to be open as usual. In my opinion, this is just an ordinary case, and our police department is fully capable of catching the murderer, and there is no need for these ghost agents to be under martial law. Robert complained softly, "What's more, these guys don't look like martial law at all, they freely scout the scene, ask for transcripts, and ignore the existence of our police station." ”

"Let's talk about the specifics. Eric smiled knowingly, if the police department had been able to catch the murderer, Robert wouldn't have been looking for him everywhere.

"It's a really strange case. The deceased's name was Will King, CEO of Greenwind New Energy Investments. Two days ago, I received a report from Mr. Lodge that Mr. Will had died mysteriously in a guest room at the villa. After receiving the report, we rushed to the scene as soon as possible. Hell, shortly after we arrived on the scene, these ghost agents arrived. Robert was still haunted by the Bureau's hasty involvement, and unwittingly deviated from the case.

"Mr. Rocky—is the owner of this manor?" said Eric, apparently not caring about the existence of the National Investigation Agency

"Yes. I'll show you the scene. It's just fucking bizarre. Robert gave a look of incredulity.

"Who is this person?" The two walked to the door of the villa, and a man in black from the National Investigation Bureau stopped them.

Robert said angrily, "Captain George, let me introduce you, this is Eric, the best detective in the Solomon area, and the long-term advisor to our police station. ”

George didn't even look at Eric, and said coldly, "He's not from the police, so he can't go in." ”

Robert felt that his authority was being challenged. He stepped forward, poked his finger at George's shoulder, and warned angrily, "Listen, this is just a routine homicide, and it has nothing to do with your National Investigation Bureau. Unless you can tell me what this debt-indebted manor owner and that usurer have to do with national security!

A hint of disdain and mockery crossed George's face. With a gentle push of his hands, Robert and Eric rolled down the steps like two discarded stray cats. Robert was trembling with anger, and he instinctively pulled out the gun on his waist, opened the safe, and rushed forward with the gun in his hand.

"You're attacking a policeman! Don't think you're an agent, I can't do anything to you, and you don't see whose territory this is!" Robert's gun was already against George's head. At this time, all the officers of the police station reached for the guns on their waists. On the contrary, the agents of the National Investigation Bureau were surprisingly calm, and George looked at Robert with disdain.

Eric immediately felt something unusual. Using Robert as his starting point, he searched all corners directly in front of the villa. Sure enough, in the sun, there was a particularly dazzling spot on the old water tower 500 meters west of the main entrance of the villa. Eric sensed the danger of the event: if the spot was the scope on *, then it was likely that the NI had permission to "remove all obstacles."

Eric stepped forward and grabbed Robert and said in a relaxed tone, "Hey, man, we don't need to be so stiff. I don't want to come with Thompson to the hospital to visit you. ”

"Thompson?" George looked surprised when he heard the name, "Which Thompson." ”

"That's what you think Thompson is. Eric blinked.

George put away his surprise and looked at Eric quietly, as if chewing on the intriguing name. As Eric expected, CIA Director Custer was convicted of treason for colluding with the Smiling Legion and murdering the president. Thompson was the security captain of former President Jefferson, and he also took care of a lot of intelligence work. What's more, more than half of the members of the Congressional Intelligence Committee that could question the C.I.A. were Jefferson's supporters, and Jefferson's political legacy was enough to make Thompson the new C.I.A. director. Although the National Investigation Bureau has always been ruthless, it also has to take into account the relationship between the new director of the CIA.

"Which Thompson? What are you talking about?" said Robert, who was angry, bluntly revealing his IQ.

George smiled grimly at Eric, "I'd like to know which one Thompson it is." At this point, all the officers at the police station looked at Eric with puzzled eyes. Although the police station is large, there is not a single officer named Thompson. Eric was eager to beat these officers hard, didn't they know what it meant to act at the opportunistic?

"Mr. Thompson, the new CIA director, of course. A voice like a silver bell came from the villa. But in Eric's eyes, the voice was all too familiar. Sure enough, it was none other than Chiko who came out of the villa.

When George saw Chiko, he sneered coldly, "Oh, so sure, I only know that the original director was a traitorous sinner." ”

"But you can be sure now. Chiko held up her phone. I saw a presidential office alert appear on the screen of my mobile phone: Thompson took over the CIA and became the 12th CIA director.

George frowned and said gloomily, "You guys are so lucky, congratulations to Director Thompson for me." ”

Eric took the opportunity to pull on the almost: "It's really punctual, Director Thompson told me this morning that he will go to the presidential palace in the morning to receive an important appointment." It seems that Mr. President has a lot of trust in him. ”

Eric then stepped forward again, quietly depressing Robert's gun, and winking at Robert in the direction of the old water tower. Robert, who realized it later, finally understood what Eric meant, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

But George still seemed unwilling to give up, and he threw out a new reason: "But this is a case taken over by the National Investigation Agency, and the CIA is responsible for assisting in the investigation and the investigation outside the estate." We don't need any police advisors. Hearing George's words, Robert realized that the CIA had also intervened in the case at the same time, but their agents had been squeezed around the manor.

But this is just an ordinary homicide! Robert had a premonition that a storm was coming.

Robert gave Eric an inquiring look. Eric really didn't want to explain much to this upright idiot. The situation is now very clear: the role of the police station in this case is nothing more than a cover to make the outside world think that this is just an ordinary homicide. The real two protagonists, the CIA and the NIA, are both vying for control of the case, but because the CIA's own director has become a treason, the dominance ultimately falls into the hands of the NIA. However, the presidential administration was not worried that the National Investigation Bureau would take over alone, so it let the CIA assist in the investigation. The most direct evidence of this is that the appointment of the CIA director has always been announced by the Parliamentary Intelligence Committee, but this time it was announced by the presidential office through unofficial channels such as news flashes. Clearly, the presidential administration has expressed its support for the C.I.A. in this case in a cryptic way.

Eric continued to follow this logic, and his final conclusion brought his interest in the case to the extreme. Although the CIA and the National Investigation Bureau were at odds with each other, the presidential palace and the Congressional Intelligence Committee were not involved in the feud between the two, judging by his original work at Jefferson's side. And this time, the presidential office is on the side of the CIA with such a clear attitude, there must be some reason why the president is compelled to do so.

So, what is it that can push the presidential palace to the point of necessity?

"I think I forgot to tell you that I have been notified by Director Thompson that from now on Mr. Eric is officially an adviser to the CIA. Chiko smiled triumphantly at George.

George looked at Eric incredulously. Robert and all the police officers present were even more dumbfounded, in their eyes, Eric was a rogue and treacherous detective, and they really couldn't imagine that he had such a connection with the deep waters of the secret service world.

Robert whispered into Eric's ear, "You...... How did you get involved with the CIA?"

Eric continued to sloppy: "Who knows. As the old saying goes, sometimes you have to have it. ”