When I first arrived in America, Chapter 33, the old witch

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k; ~b?97a?%?94?8?o'clock, a woman stepped into the door of the weekend house, dressed in a black professional outfit with a knitted scarf around her neck, and whether she was dyed white or too worried about turning white in her current position, her hair glittering in the light. ⊙。 ⊙ when this woman stood in front of the weekend, the first thing she did was beyond the weekend's expectations, she actually picked up the weekend's chin with an index finger, and said in a steady voice: "I heard that you want to talk?" ”

Smooth.

I haven't seen anyone more stable than this woman in the past two years in the United States, and the old Colt has developed the ability to be unhurried and impatient because of too much life experience, but this woman, this woman in her fifties and nearly sixty years old, seems to have innate stability, and people have no doubt that even if the sky shakes, she will walk out of this collapsed house in all directions, regardless of whether there is a pit in front of her.

"Introduce yourself, Stacy, chief of the Crisis Division at the Bureau of Homeland Security, who spent the first three decades of her career at the CIA...... Hehe, Zhou, I know what you mean by this look, when you look at me, all you think is 'another agent who has traded his body for intelligence'. The moment Stacy finished saying this, she didn't feel ashamed at all and said: "You're right, that's me, a person who doesn't know any skills in combat, shooting, computers, and any techniques needed by agents, and only relied on the unsightly skills in your mind to get to the present, and the more you mess up, the higher the position." ”

Stacy looked at the weekend and withdrew her hand: "Is my level enough?" ”

Crisis Management Division?

I hadn't heard of this department in the Department of Homeland Security over the weekend, but just from the name of this department, the woman in front of me is probably very good at handling emergencies.

"I want to see the general himself."

He denied the woman's definition of negotiation, because there are some things that cannot be decided by the other party.

Stacy agreed very happily: "Yes." ”

"Where's your chips?"

This time over the weekend, I knew why this woman was in front of her, her mind was too clear.

Stacy continued, "You can't shout 'all-in' at the table and let someone throw in all the chips and then have your white wolf empty, right? ”

From the perspective of fair trade, even if it is a drug or a tyrant in a transaction where money and goods are separated, she will confirm that there is no problem with the other party's money or goods through someone she trusts, and then proceed to the next step. However, this is not the same as the current deal, Stacy is not sure what she has in hand at the weekend, and she is even more unsure if the agent before got the information from the old Colt, in this case, a woman with special attributes cannot blindly bet, and the call will be carefully considered.

Sitting motionless in his chair on the weekend, he looked at Stacy and said, "Have you ever seen 'Situ Ngo' open his hole cards when he was playing ********, before the last card was dealt?" ”

"But in Situ Engo's game, there are always a few cards that you can see, and you can calculate what kind of combination will appear with the two hole cards in his hand, right?"

The game between a man and a woman begins, and the best part of this game is to see who can carry it to the end and destroy the game set by the other party again and again. The weekend has broken the first game, this game, it is Stacy who asked the weekend to show what he is doing before the cooperation is confirmed, and once the weekend is shown, then, there is no need for this woman to cooperate with him, even if he only shows a copy. The Department of Homeland Security isn't so kind as to expect you to be kind enough to know you're holding their life.

"What about this?"

Weekend threw over a USB flash drive, this is what he took out from the study, the information stored in the USB flash drive is the 'golden finger' given to him by Josh before he asked him to investigate the 'military standard weapons leakage case', that is, all the superficial information related to the 'military standard weapons leakage case', these materials are extremely sensitive, according to the agreement between the weekend and Josh, he should delete it immediately after reading it. But ......, from the time Yoda was pregnant, until he sat in this chair on the weekend, he didn't have his hands free to do it.

After Stacy took the USB flash drive, a black man in a bright red suit walked outside, and when the black man took a laptop and inserted the USB flash drive with the words CIA printed on the USB port of the computer, he raised his head and glanced at Stacy with a shocked gaze: "Old witch, I'm afraid you have to see this thing for yourself." ”

Stacy walked over, she didn't expect a shocked look on her subordinate's face, and when she walked over to the black man and saw the information on the screen and the words on the USB stick, the woman smiled, smiled happily.

"Hahaha......"

"Zhou, you're so interesting, I like you, come, tell me where did these things come from? You know I'm not talking about these materials, it's this CIA's internal USB drive, right? ”

Stacy, of course, knew the USB drive, having worked for the CIA until the establishment of the Homeland Security Agency, when she was transferred to a new department with great merit.

But can you talk about it on the weekend?

Saying that he was not hired by them to investigate a case involving the Coast Guard, but was invited by CIA Agent No. 2 Josh?

"The CIA people gave it to me, and they not only gave me these things, but also set up a special bureau."

Said it over the weekend, and it seemed very stupid to send the secret hidden behind it and Josh, who had never been exposed, to Stacy.

"Are you sure?"

Stacy took the computer and glanced at the black man next to her.

Gaba.

As the black man stretched out his free hand and crossed his fingers to dig out, his bones crackled, and he walked to the weekend again and again and said, "Two minutes, give me two minutes, and I can get him to say all the spitting up postures of infancy." ”

Stacy stopped playing, and when it came to this critical juncture, when she saw the enemies who surfaced behind the scenes, and learned that they were not just facing a small star detective, but the CIA, the severity of this matter was self-evident.

So, Stacy plans to abandon her original strategy and use violence to directly ask the weekend, who made his resume not have training materials on 'interrogation confrontation'? What's more, this Oriental also has an incomparably thin figure.

"No more effort." Before the black man in front of him could make a move, he took the lead in speaking: "Two minutes is just a 'fake time setting', which is the usual method of you agents, once the 'fake time' is set, the human body of the interrogated person seems to have customized the alarm clock for the countdown, and people like me will start counting down in their minds." But after two minutes, when we think that we have endured the last destruction, you will never stop, you will be more ferocious, this is to destroy a person's willpower. ”

Weekend looked at Stacey and said, "Don't forget, I'm a police officer, and I will also set up this kind of thing in the key interrogation room of prisoners in this way, just to get all the information I want." ”

On the weekend, he didn't show his hole cards, but he lifted the opponent's hole cards as soon as he made a move.

"Why don't you listen to me and tell me about the terms of cooperation?" Weekend stood up from his chair and bypassed the black man in the red suit to stand in front of Stacy, who was holding the computer: "Listen, I can help you kill Josh from the CIA, or I can give you old Colt, and I can be completely under your control during the whole process, and I won't ask for anything for myself." However, I asked to send my family out of the country, and also to give them a million dollars, and must be answered at 8:00 p.m. tomorrow night, which is the time I agreed to meet with Josh. Please relay these words to those generals, a million dollars is not much, and it is not difficult for the DHS to send a few people abroad to live with a new identity. ”

The man in the red suit turned around and looked at Stacy angrily: "Old witch, I want to beat him, he doesn't seem to take me seriously." ”

Stacy sneered, looked at the weekend and responded, "So what are you waiting for?" ”

Empty!

The black man, who looked like a giant chimpanzee, made a move, and threw his right hand into the cheek from the back of the weekend......

The old witch was clearly not intimidated by the weekend and made a completely different choice from all her opponents at the weekend! (To be continued.) )