Angela's departure did not let Golden Shield get rid of the situation of being secretly investigated by government departments, although Golden Shield is a defense company registered in the United States, but Hoover, the current director of the FBI who intends to control everything, thinks that Golden Shield is very dangerous. In order to investigate the Golden Shield Company, Hoover sent more than 30 FBI agents to track and stalk the Golden Shield Company and its employees, trying to find out all the secrets hidden in the Golden Shield Company.

Zhuo Fei had already received a warning from Andy, but he didn't mind being watched by people every day, the people brought back from Shanghai had already dispersed, Zhuo Fei was left with only Huffman and a few personal bodyguards, even Zhuo Yan was driven to Andy's villa for physical training, and the staff in the Golden Shield Company were all innocent New York natives.

Angela and Vivien went to Mexico with the 300 veterans recruited by Golden Shield, and the bustling Fifth Street a few days ago was cleared, but Golden Shield's recruitment efforts did not stop there. "Clark Horn, 37 years old, used to have the rank of sergeant, and was discharged from the army for 2 and a half years." Boris, who was in charge of the interview, took one copy out of the crowd, just looked at the beginning, and then closed the one, because there was a black triangle on the page number of the document.

Boris was no stranger to this black triangle, because when he was recruited into the Golden Shield Company, he also had such a black triangle on his profile. The appearance of a black triangle on the information means that the information has been read by the boss behind the company, and this black triangle is only qualified to be smeared on the page number of the information by the mysterious boss.

"Clark, welcome to the Golden Shield Defense, I think we may become teammates in the future." Boris stood up and held out his right hand to Clarke, who looked a little cramped. There are already more than 300 veterans recruited by the Golden Shield Company, and among these 300 veterans, only a dozen of them are marked with black triangles on the data page, and almost all of these dozen or so have retired from the army at the rank of non-commissioned officers.

Everyone who came in and out of Golden Shield was on the FBI's investigation list, and Clarke, who had been signed a contract, had not fully recovered from his joy before his picture had been printed and sent to Hoover's desk. "We can't just keep an eye on and track, we must send our people to infiltrate it, and immediately send a group of agents with service experience to apply for employment in Jindun." Hoover learned that a large number of personnel in the Golden Shield Company had left New York, and Hoover immediately ordered agents to be sent to infiltrate the Golden Shield Company to wait for an opportunity.

Craig followed his boss's orders, changed out of his usual suit, changed into a wrinkled overalls, and went to Fifth Street with the recruitment flyer of the Golden Shield Company. Having observed, the others in the hall were very vague, and Craig nodded to his two companions in the crowd, and sat down in a position where it was convenient to observe the hall. There weren't a lot of people in the hall, and they were divided into three groups and talked quietly, just like the Golden Shield Company's recruitment flyer said, the veterans who came here to wait for the interview were not just white, Craig also saw a few oriental faces.

The interview started at 9 o'clock sharp, and the people who were waiting for the interview followed the receptionist to the elevator to the third floor one by one, in the order in which everyone came here. Craig arrived a little late, and the number plate he got was already at the end of the line, but he wasn't in a hurry, because his two companions had already been called upstairs by the receptionist. There were fewer and fewer people in the hall, and finally it was Craig's turn to sit in the corner, and he got up and followed the seductive receptionist into the elevator, and Craig looked at the elevator man with an oriental face in some surprise.

None of the three people in the elevator spoke, but Craig didn't notice the eye contact between the elevator man and the receptionist and the message conveyed in it. "Mr. Craig, please wait here for a while, and when the gentleman inside for the interview comes out, it will be your turn." The receptionist smiled at Craig, reached out to take the registration materials in Craig's hand, and stepped into the interview room with a bewitching step in high heels.

Craig sat alone on the couch outside the interview room, and after waiting for a few minutes, the receptionist who had entered the interview room opened the door and beckoned Craig to come in for the interview. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Craig, who entered the interview room, opened the red door as the receptionist signaled, and behind the red door was another room, and there was only a table and two chairs in the empty room.

Craig couldn't help frowning, the layout here was a bit similar to the interrogation room in the FBI, and subconsciously turned around to look at the receptionist sitting behind the typewriter, and Craig entered the room head-on. There was no one else in the room but Craig, sitting quietly in his chair, and Craig quickly thought about how to deal with the situation. Craig stared at the wall facing him with a seemingly boring look, and if this was the bureau's interrogation room, behind this wall there should be hidden interrogators who were observing his actions.

After staring straight at the wall for a while, Craig's heart gradually relaxed, because he didn't find any camouflaged observation holes on the wall. The door was pushed open from the outside, and Craig turned his head to look over, only to see the receptionist who had led him up the elevator with a smile on his face. "Mr. Craig, your interview is over, and I'm sorry, you don't seem to meet the recruitment requirements of our Golden Shield." Without any extra foreshadowing, the receptionist changed his bewitching appearance just now, and handed Craig an envelope with a calm face.

"We are very sorry for the results of such an interview, but as compensation for your precious time, here are two meal vouchers, and you and your family can go to the designated restaurant according to the address on the voucher." The smiling receptionist took Craig's registration materials, but left Craig with two vouchers for Raymond's Restaurant on Fifth Street. Craig, who was confused, got out of the Golden Shield Company like this, stood on the side of the street and thought for a while before Craig realized that he had lost the election.

Not only did Craig fail the interview with the Golden Shield Company, but even his two companions who went upstairs first failed the interview, and the three of them got together to chat, and Craig found out that the interview encountered by the three of them was the same at all, but after sitting in the empty room for a while, he was told that the interview had failed. What's going on here? Almost all of the guys waiting in the hall with them passed the so-called interview, and those who passed the interview had talked face-to-face with the interviewers of the Golden Shield Company, only Craig and the three of them sat stupidly in the empty room for a while before being kicked out.

The three Craigs couldn't figure out what was going on, and Hoover, who got the report, and his staff didn't understand what was going on, but Hoover didn't want to give up just like that, so he immediately transferred a group of agents from other places to continue the interview with Golden Shield. Hoover's original intention was to prevent the appearance of spies within the Investigation Bureau, but what he didn't expect was that none of the several groups of people he sent to Golden Shield successfully passed the interview with Golden Shield.

"What's going on? Can't our agents even do such a small thing? Or is there something we don't know about? "Several times in a row failed to succeed, not only the failed operations of the Bureau of Investigation agents found it difficult to accept, but even the always calm Hoover was angry. Hoover, who was in charge of the Investigation Bureau, was a high-minded and arrogant man, but he had nowhere to start in the face of a small Golden Shield Company, which made Hoover's tyrannical character hidden in his bones begin to move.

It's a pity that since the opening of the Golden Shield Company, they have been abiding by the law, and they are only recruiting people, but the actual business has not been carried out at all, and Hoover wants to deal with the Golden Shield Company, but he can't find a suitable means and method for a while. "Oops, I'm exhausted, Huffman, give me a cigarette, I haven't smoked all day." Zhuo Fei, who was dressed as paid by the elevator man, turned into the back alley and got into the car driven by Huffman, and the first thing he did was to take off his uniform.

Hoover never imagined that the person who destroyed his protection was Zhuo Fei, who disguised himself as an elevator driver, and after receiving Andy's warning, Zhuo Fei not only transferred Angela and them to Mexico, but also disguised himself as an elevator driver of the Golden Shield Company. As an inconspicuous elevator operator, it is impossible for everyone who comes to Jindun Company for an interview to avoid contact with Zhuo Fei, even if Craig is a little curious about Zhuo Fei's eastern face, but he would not have thought that this inconspicuous elevator man would recognize his identity.

Friend or foe identification skill, this is Zhuo Fei's reliance to disguise himself as an elevator man, and release the skill to people within three meters of his side, and the other party's real identity information will appear on the light curtain in front of Zhuo Fei. Before entering the elevator, Zhuo Fei will obtain the person's registration information from the receptionist in advance, and through the identification of friend and foe identification skills, Zhuo Fei can know the difference between the person's real identity and the content on the registration information.

Craig and the others were planted under Zhuo Fei's status recognition skills, but all the interviewers who were identified by Zhuo Fei as the identity of the Investigation Bureau were all arranged by the receptionist to go to that empty room. did not expose the identity of the other party on the spot, and gave the meal ticket as compensation, just to prevent the possibility of the investigation bureau making a big move, Zhuo Fei didn't believe that the investigation bureau could still seal the door of the golden shield for no reason.