Chapter 215: What Happened Behind the Punishment (2-in-1)
Early the next morning, Ye Qiu took the plane to Washington, D.C. alone, after all, it was now in a critical period, and if he was caught having a close relationship with Bosman of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, although Ye Qiu didn't think it would affect him much. {{ 3
Anyway, Ye Qiu thinks that the relationship between himself and Bosman does not need to be proved by a send-off, yesterday Boseman was able to take risks, and even violated his professional ethics to remind himself, in Ye Qiu's heart, he has already identified Bosman as a friend, you must know that as a police officer of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it is absolutely forbidden to disclose the establishment of the investigation committee to the parties in advance, if this behavior is discovered, even if Bosman's family has a certain amount of power in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, at most it can avoid Bosman being sent to prison, No legal department of the federal government will accept a person with a credible criminal record, you can imagine how severe the punishment is, even so, Bosman finally came, and this kind of behavior couldn't help but make Ye Qiu's heart rise a trace of warmth.
Maybe it's like Frank, who rushed into Jersey City because he knew he was in danger and was worried about Omid's safety, which may be the so-called friendship.
With this sigh, Ye Qiu's flight landed on the runway of Washington Dulles International Airport, Ye Qiu got up and moved his body, which was a little stiff because of the long journey, and followed the crowd out of the cabin with his luggage.
What Ye Qiu didn't expect was when he just walked out of the security window. Early in the morning, three guys in suits and sunglasses who looked exactly like the agents in the movie were waiting outside, and when they went out, they greeted them directly.
The man in the lead was in his thirties. He glanced at Ye Qiu carefully and asked, "Logan?" Detective Autumn? β
"That's right, I'm Logan, are you?" The agent's clothing, through the translucent lenses, showed that when they walked into them, their eyes inadvertently glanced at the entire hall that were prone to ambush. It should be a bodyguard-style agent, while answering the other party's questions, Ye Qiu was also carefully observing the other party. In my heart, I had a rough determination of the identities of these three people.
"Agent Logan, I'm sent by Director Smith to pick you up, you can call me S1." The man nodded to Ye Qiu as a greeting.
s1οΌ Director Smith's personal bodyguard?
After knowing the identity of the other party, Ye Qiu couldn't help but be a little surprised. The squad is a special department in the FBI, and the members in it have no names, usually only code names that start with a number at the beginning of S, and the members of the S team are responsible for the security of the FBI's senior leadership.
It can be said that the S team is the security team in the FBI, but what surprised Ye Qiu was why the other party was waiting for him here early?
Perhaps sensing Ye Qiu's doubts, S1 said, "The order I received is to send you to Director Smith's office immediately. I don't know anything else, you can wait for our mission to be completed before interrogating Director Smith. β
That's it. Ye Qiu followed the three members of the S team and took the black SUV parked outside the airport early and returned directly to the office headquarters of the FBI of the SAR government.
After identity verification, Ye Qiu was led into Director Smith's office by Director Smith's secretary, Bowen, who had met several times.
After seeing Ye Qiu come in, Smith motioned to Ripple to move a chair for the other party and put it in front of his desk, motioned for Ye Qiu to sit up, and looked at each other eye to eye.
"Agent Logan, I want to know what happened to you in Jersey City, and I'm asking for it all."
Ye Qiu glanced at Smith, and then said unhurriedly: "Sir, what happened in Jersey City is written in the operational briefing, and I think the one on your desk can solve your questions." Ye Qiu pointed to the opened document placed on Director Smith's desk, which was the case brief submitted by Bosman.
Smith picked up the document and shook it casually, "You mean that everything written on this document is true?" β
"That's right, it's all true." Ye Qiu nodded.
"Bang!"
Smith slammed the papers in his hand on the table and yelled angrily, "Logan? Autumn, you don't know who you are, you're an honorable FBI agent, but what do I see out of this? What is it that designs the murder of gang members, gathers a crowd to fight and maim people, and suspects gang membership? Are you telling me that's the case with our FBI agents? β
As if talking about the sore spot, the excited Smith was like an enraged lion, and without waiting for Ye Qiu to answer, he roared excitedly: "Don't you have a little bit of the consciousness of an FBI agent?" Look at what in this operational briefing you could be mistaken as an FBI agent, and your actions are completely discrediting the FBI. β
Bowen, who has been standing behind Smith honestly since he entered the office, couldn't help but look at Ye Qiu sympathetically, since becoming Smith's secretary, Bowen has never seen Smith do such a big job, this poor little guy will definitely be swallowed up by Smith's anger, Bowen can't help but mention in his heart that Ye Qiu is worried.
However, compared to Bowen's nervousness, Ye Qiu's reaction was a little too calm, facing Smith's angry eyes, Ye Qiu was still that breezy appearance, and was not affected by Smith's anger at all.
"Ten years."
"Three hundred and forty-five adult males, one hundred and eighty-three adult females, sixty-three children."
"1,329 robberies, 981 thefts, 45 violent clashesγγγγγγγγγ"
"Sixty-three million two thousand dollars."
"If you had to choose, you would be choosing your identity as a hypocritical, useless FBI agent. Or do you choose to abandon the former and let those damn things never happen? β
"I haven't forgotten who I was as an FBI agent, but what I remember more clearly was my duty, not to pursue ethereal honors. It's the duty of an enforcer to protect the citizens of the Commonwealth, and I think it would be disappointing to me if I didn't even think of that. β
"That's what I'm trying to say, and I promise that nothing will change from start to finish."
Quiet, without a trace of sound, after Ye Qiu's words, Smith's office suddenly fell into silence.
After a while. Smith raised his hand, rubbed his somewhat sore forehead, and said calmly, "Agent Logan." In accordance with this operational brief, and in conjunction with your statement, I am now announcing the punishment against you in my capacity as Director of the FBI, effective from now on. Stop you from exercising the rights that FBI agents have. And I ask you to return to the New York branch of the FBI immediately, and I will ask Secretary Rosen to keep a strict watch over you, and the specific documents will be sent to the New York branch later, and you will leave here immediately and report back to Rosen. β
didn't expect his punishment to be finalized so soon, Ye Qiu suddenly felt confused, what about the Special Investigation Bureau Committee?
Feeling a little strange in his heart, Ye Qiugang wanted to ask a question, but was directly blasted out of the office by the irascible Smith. Ye Qiu looked at the door that had just been slammed shut, shook his head and left here with questions in his heart.
After driving Ye Qiu away. Smith looked at the time for a moment, then muttered, "The time was just right." He put away the papers on the desk and walked out of the office.
Bowen hurriedly followed, quietly looking at Smith's back, opening his mouth slightly to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.
Smith took Bowen to the top floor of the FBI office building and walked directly to a small conference room, where Smith pushed the door open and walked in.
There were already more than a dozen people in suits and leather shoes, who looked like people from the upper echelons of society sitting at the circular conference table, and when Smith pushed the door open, the people who were originally whispering raised their heads and looked at Smith. Behind him, when Bowen, who had followed Director Smith in, closed the door of the conference room again, people couldn't help but look at Smith with doubts.
Seeing this situation, sitting in the center of the crowd, a middle-aged man in his forties, with thinning hair, gold-wire glasses, and a neat black suit, with a fat figure, asked with a little dissatisfaction: "Director Smith, I think the time for this meeting has come, so where is your detective?" β
"If you're talking about Agent Logan, it's a pity that he's already on his way back to the New York branch, due to something, I just punished him for his behavior, although I don't know why you're so interested in a little agent, Councilor Sting, but in order not to let him affect our meeting, plus he's now in the stage of being dealt with, and he's not qualified to enter this conference room, if you're very interested in him, wait for the next time he comes to the headquarters to report, I'll be sure to ask him to visit you, but for now, let's have a meeting. β
Smith said with a normal expression, completely ignoring what he said, and the faces of Councilor Sting and several people around him became more and more ugly.
"Smith, how can you do that!"
"God, that's how you FBI handled it!"
"Hell, hurry up and get someone to bring that little ghost back!"
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As soon as Smith's words fell, the originally quiet conference room suddenly exploded, and the people around Councilor Sting angrily accused Smith.
"Bang!"
Sting slammed on the solid wood conference table in front of him, "Ladies and gentlemen, please be aware of the occasion here, this is a special disciplinary committee, not a bargaining market, you are respectable gentlemen, not swearing-mouthed shrews. β
Sting's status was clearly the highest among the crowd, and when he saw the MP's anger, the people fell silent, and the noisy conference room returned to calm.
Seeing the effect of his order, Councilor Sting nodded slightly, then focused his gaze on Smith's face and said, "Director Smith." I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation. β
"Explain?" Director Smith didn't care about the other party's angry gaze at all, snorted coldly, and said, "I don't understand the purpose of your sudden formation of the Disciplinary Investigation Committee. How do you ask me to explain it to you. β
"Chief Smith, please be aware of your identity, as for your agent, Logan, who had close ties to the local gangs when he was in Jersey City, I don't believe you would be unaware of this, and now you are doing this. It's completely against federal law, and you're going to pay for your actions. Councillor Sting yelled under his breath.
"Ten years."
"Three hundred and forty-five adult males and one hundred and eighty-three adult females. Sixty-three children. β
"1,329 robberies, 981 thefts, 45 violent clashesγγγγγγγγγ"
"Sixty-three million two thousand dollars."
"If you were to choose, you would be choosing your hypocritical useless identity. Or do you choose to abandon the former and let those damn things never happen? β
"I haven't forgotten who I am as FBI director. But what I remember more clearly was my duty not to pursue ethereal honors, but to protect the citizens of the Union as an enforcer, and I think it would be disappointing to me if I couldn't even think of that. β
When Bowen heard what Smith said suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, because just now, the stubborn teenager was in front of him. Said the same thing, did not think of being in this room. Director Smith moved out untouched.
"Enough!" Interrupting Smith rudely, Councilor Sting yelled, "We're here today to investigate your agents, not to discuss unrelated cases. β
"Irrelevant? I would like to ask, if any of you here have relatives on the list of those who have been exploited by HR, will you still have the confidence to shout at me for 'irrelevant cases', seeing your faces, it really makes me feel a little sick to vomit. β
Smith's merciless taunt suddenly set off a noise in the conference room again, and people looked at Smith in disbelief, hard to believe that this direct taunt was actually uttered by an FBI director himself on this occasion.
"Director Smith, I can take you to court just by virtue of what you just said, and ask you to apologize to all of us who sit down again, and now I will give you one last chance to hand over Agent Logan, or we will wait to see you in the parliamentary courtroom."
After repeatedly being rejected by the other party, Councilor Sting had already put aside his so-called demeanor at this moment, and gave an ultimatum to Smith with a blue face.
"Humph! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, listen to me, I'm the FBI director, as long as I stay in this position for a day, you're going to have to clean up all that dirty stuff for me, I don't care how big the party behind you is, but if you dare to do something unkind to my agents, you'll have to bear the consequences. β
Sting's threat may have scared the other party into compromise if it were for ordinary people, after all, not everyone can have the strength to withstand the forces represented behind the disciplinary investigation committee, but Smith is one of the few "hard bones" who are not afraid of these politicians.
Although the federal government is known for its administrative transparency, no matter how huge the power is, it will inevitably bring corresponding benefits, regardless of the party, will use their power to seek a part of the material income, as long as it is not too excessive, generally no agents from the Ministry of the Interior or the FBI will come to the door, this has become a default rule in the federal government political circles.
But if Smith, as the director of the FBI, made up his mind to fight those parties to the end, this weak balance would be completely destroyed, and it would be an absolute fatal blow to politicians who wanted to establish a good image in front of the public, so when Smith did not show weakness to push back Sting's threat, although Sting's face was gloomy and about to drip, he did not leave his seat, and the atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly condensed.
As the chairman of the Disciplinary Investigation Committee, Sting has handled not a few police officers, and originally thought that it would not be too difficult to deal with a small young detective. I didn't expect to be blocked here by Smith.
Smith's attitude was already very clear, and Sting couldn't help but wonder why a small young detective would be so valued by their director. Even at the cost of a complete break with the party he represented, he did not hand over the agent.
However, at the moment, Sting is not allowed to think about these issues, and the biggest question at the moment is how to deal with the current situation.
If the investigation of the agent is abandoned, although a complete break with the FBI can be avoided, if this matter is spread, it will be a huge shame for the disciplinary investigation bureau committee, and the prestige of the committee will plummet, but if it sticks to its own purpose. That would inevitably break with the FBI, and Sting can imagine if that were the end. Maybe in less than a month, he will be able to find a new place to live in a federal prison.
Just when Sting was in a dilemma and didn't know how to deal with it, someone suddenly came to mind. Hurriedly in the direction of sitting in the back. "Minister Deisler, this meeting of the Disciplinary Investigation Committee is mainly based on the briefing provided by your agents, and as the Minister of the Interior, you should express your opinion. β
It was Boseman who was named by Sting? Dale's father, Minister of the Interior, Deisler? Dell.
Seeing Sting's pleading gaze, the middle-aged man, who was three points similar to Bosman, nodded slightly at Smith. said, "Director Smith, and Councillor Sting. I don't think it's impossible for us to argue here again, based on the information we have received, although Agent Logan has some close ties with some gangsters, there is nothing to suggest that our young agent has broken his oath in his heart, and any action he does is based on protecting the citizens of the Federation, so I suggest that this meeting be over, and I trust that Director Smith will restrain his men from making mistakes that violate the law. β
Unexpectedly, the Department of the Interior, which had always been working against the FBI, suddenly changed its attitude and stood on the side of the FBIγγγγγγγγ. β
"Councilor Sting!" Deisler interrupted what Councilor Sting wanted to say, looked at the other party with a serious face, and said seriously: "Please pay attention to the purpose of your coming here, if we really make trouble because of this matter, once the matter is leaked, I think the citizens of the federation must be very curious, how can a young FBI agent cause a conflict at the top of the federal government, maybe people will accidentally notice what happened in Jersey City under the effect of their curiosity, I don't think you want to see anything like that, do you? β
Minister Deisler's words happened to the sore spot of Councilor Sting, and Councilor Sting imagined it along Deisler's train of thought, and when he thought of the consequences of what happened in Jersey City leaking out, Councilor Sting's face involuntarily turned pale, and his face struggled hesitantly.
Glancing at the entangled Sting, Minister Deisler continued, "What's more, I believe that if we reach a good consensus here, both we and Director Smith will ensure that this secret will always be a secret. β
"That's right, I don't want something out of nothing to be made out of a big fuss by the newspapers outside." Director Smith hurriedly assured.
Finally, Councillor Sting took a deep breath and said weakly, "Okay, I will report the results of our discussion today, and I hope everyone present will keep their promises." β
He immediately stood up and left the conference room with the members of his group.
Looking at the conference room that had returned to calm again, Director Smith finally relaxed, glanced at Minister Deisler, and said, "I didn't expect that we would have to cooperate one day, and this time I owe you a favor, Deisler." β
"You don't have to thank me this time, to be honest, I'm very interested in that Agent Logan under yours."
Deisler couldn't help but think back to the phone call his son had hung up on him after the briefing and was able to make his old-fashioned son break the rules and intercede with him, and Deisler couldn't help but take a strong interest in the teenager he hadn't met yet. (To be continued.) )u