Due to Smith's determination, a round of fluctuations at the top of the FBI quickly unfolded, and many people who were implicated in the matter caused by Ye Qiu in this APC were transferred out of the FBI's power center without exception, and this change can be said to be the largest change since Smith took charge of the FBI.

In fact, it is only a matter of time before this happens, with Smith's tough character, how can he tolerate other people's criticism of his "homeland" with the same concept that the FBI has always regarded his own family on the spot, even the powerful Addams family.

Therefore, Ye Qiu's appearance is just a fuse, even if there is no Ye Qiu, there will be Zhang Qiu, Li Qiu, Wang Qiu and the like in the future, which will always make Smith find an excuse to exclude the "nails" planted by outsiders in the FBI.

And at this moment, Ye Qiu didn't know that he was already on the cusp of the FBI's power struggle, or had become a quick stepping stone in Smith's hands, even if Ye Qiu knew, he wouldn't say anything, because this kind of high-level struggle for power was not something that Ye Qiu could decide whether to participate in at all, at least the current Ye Qiu, in the face of absolute rights, did not have the ability to be free to make decisions.

Washington Union Station, the Washington D.C. railroad station, is one of the busiest and most well-known places in Washington, D.C., visited by about 32 million people a year, including Amtrak, Maryland Regional Commuter Railroad, Virginia Railroad Express, Washington Metro, and Amtrak's headquarters.

When Ye Qiu and the members of Frank's group came here, looking at the huge building in front of him, and the flow of people corresponding to the huge building, which can only be described as "very much", Ye Qiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it is worthy of being the most densely populated place in the United States, and the so-called Spring Festival peak in China before rebirth is nothing compared to here.

Although Washington Union Station, known as the gateway to the capital, can be regarded as a famous scenery in Washington, if Ye Qiu was to choose, he would not stare at the scorching sun and come to this place that looks dull due to the dense crowd, and the reason why he came here was entirely because of the so-called final combat test.

After Frank received a succinct notification from above, the members of Frank's group arrived in a taxi.

"Meet before nine o'clock at Washington Union Station near Gate 4."

A concise and very thorough sentence, not even the description of the mission, the conditions for completing the mission, couldn't help but make the members of Frank's group stare at the dense crowd in front of them.

"Hey, I said Frank, did you hear me wrong, what kind of mission will be kept secret so that the people performing the mission don't know the content of the mission."

Stunned by the figure in front of him, Omid, who was impatient, couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, that's what I was notified to say, or you can apply yourself to ask Chief Smith and see what he has to say to you."

For this inexplicable notice, Frank didn't come up with a reason even if he wanted to break his head.

"Hehe, let's forget it."

Who doesn't know that there has been a lot of trouble recently, not to mention whether he is qualified to meet Smith, even if he sees Smith, it is not impossible to throw himself into federal prison with Smith's current temper.

He could only complain in his heart about the orders from above, and Omid closed his mouth again and stood aside honestly.

"Hello, is this Mr. Frank?"

Just when Omid was depressed, a middle-aged man dressed as a courier squeezed out of the crowd with a black backpack and walked to the four people who had been waiting impatiently.

"That's right, this must be this mission, okay, give it to me."

Without waiting for Frank to agree, Omid, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately rushed over, snatched the backpack from the middle-aged man's hand, and said in a fast tone.

Facing the "enthusiastic" Omid, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, even when Omid snatched his backpack, he didn't say anything, nodded slightly, and simply turned around, and disappeared into the crowd after a while.

"Omid, were you a monkey in the zoo in your last life, so frizzy, and the mission hasn't been conveyed yet."

Frank looked at the impatient Omid and said helplessly.

"You don't understand that, really, this mission is nothing more than delivering something, the postman is just in charge of 'delivery', I bet he doesn't know anything about the contents of this backpack."

Facing the helpless Frank, Omid looked like an excited detective, and quickly opened the backpack and turned the contents out.

"Look, I'm right."

Omid took a note from his backpack with an excited look on his face.

"Send the package in the backpack to the rooftop of the Douglas Building intact, the mission time is six hours, there will be police interception on the way, if it does not arrive at the specified time, the mission fails, note: Because it is a simulated combat training, from the moment you receive the package, your identity is no longer an FBI agent, but a Courier for a Colombian drug lord."

When Omid read out the briefing on the mission, the members of Frank's group couldn't help but look at each other with wide eyes.

Colombian drug lords? Couriers? Hunted by the police?

Although the status of FBI agents is relatively special, they belong to the same category as the police profession, but in this mission, their four real "cops" are actually required to be criminals wanted by the police, and the sudden change of identity can't help but make the members of Frank's team feel uncomfortable.

Even the calm Ye Qiu, after hearing the content of this mission, couldn't help but curse the designer of this mission fiercely in his heart.

Normal simulated combat is to train the team's cooperation or to improve the detective's ability to solve crimes, but no matter where you look at it, this task is to cultivate your ability to evade the pursuit of the police, this kind of strange task, even in Ye Qiu's huge memory, is the first time to encounter.

"It's all quiet, it's an hour's drive from here to the Douglas Building, it's rush hour in Washington, D.C., and if we're careful, we should be able to get the job done easily."

Maybe it was because his previous guesses had come true one by one, Omid put on a captain's face and began to instruct, but he forgot that the guy who yelled just now and desperately attracted the attention of others was himself.

"Your idea is good, but Captain Omid, please lower your voice the next time you say this, and besides, it's best to look at your surroundings before you speak."

Ye Qiu pointed behind Omid and said with a wry smile.

After Ye Qiu's reminder, the members of Frank's group appeared, I don't know when, maybe it was from Omid when the backpack was found, the crowd that was originally "surrounded" them had hidden away from them, and instead there were no less than ten Washington police officers wearing dark blue police uniforms and armed with electric shock pistols.

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