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"Is there anything else? Agent Brian? ”

Jin Muchen stood aside and looked at Brian with a sneer, his smile was full of banter.

And Brian was already so angry with him at this time, his face was flushed, his eyes were round, and he couldn't wait to rush up and give Jin Muchen two punches directly.

But Jin Muchen expected that he wouldn't dare, so he couldn't help but want to tease him a few words, this bastard, he kept looking for trouble for himself during this time, and finally had such an opportunity, how could he miss the opportunity to tease him like this.

At this time, there were a lot of FBI agents around them, coming and going, but everyone looked very depressed, especially a few agents who were in the same group as Brian.

They looked at Brian's eyes, already full of resentment, didn't you say that this guy was suspicious?

Everyone listened to your orders and stared at this guy for almost a month, but they didn't even notice the chicken feathers, so you told the big guy that this guy was hiding it too well.

Before this operation, you also cheered everyone up, saying that as long as you raided this guy's nest, you would definitely be able to find evidence of his crime, but now?

Everyone has turned this guy's nest upside down, but they haven't even found a fart, this guy is not a good stubble, a rich man like him will definitely complain to the bureau.

Even if it doesn't work, he will find a lawyer and sue the big guy, and the bureau will not be able to get along at that time. If you give a huge amount of compensation. Maybe you'll use the big guy as a punching bag. When the time comes, everyone will have to eat and hang up together.

Do you think this gang can't hate this Brian? Anyway, whether this Jin Muchen did the Boston case or not, everyone is not sure, but one thing is certain, that is, this month, everyone is busy in vain.

Brian didn't care what his subordinates thought at this time, anyway, in his opinion, these were just cannon fodder that didn't matter.

And this guy in front of him, since he saw the mobile phone in his hand. Brian had basically concluded that this guy must be the guy he was looking for.

As for the words about the guys he sent and left through the back door, he didn't believe it at all, those words were all bullshit, so he didn't believe it.

He dared to take out the phone in front of him, just to challenge himself again.

He grabbed Jin Muchen by the collar, and then dragged him to a no-man's corner, but he didn't expect that Jin Muchen on the opposite side had no fear on his face, and he was still smiling at himself.

"What? Want to hit someone? Hey. Hurry up and do it, I just happened to be short of money lately? I've heard that the FBI's funding for this year is quite sufficient. I just don't know, how much compensation are they willing to pay for their agents? ”

Looking at this guy's hippie smiling face, Brian really wanted to punch him in the head, but the other party's words made his head slam away, and he knew that now was not a good time for him to act rashly.

Now if you beat him, then the matter will really make a big fuss, in front of everyone's eyes, once you do it, even if it is your own people here, but if this guy sues, he will have to walk around without eating.

He glared at Jin Muchen viciously, then shook it violently and let go of his hand.

"Boy, don't play tricks on me, I know those people were killed by you? Where did you hide their bodies? ”

And Jin Muchen was staring at a pair of innocent eyes at this time: "Agent Brian, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, you say I killed someone?" What about the evidence? I ask you, you're the detective, and you're asking me where my body is? So what does the FBI pay you for? And if you talk nonsense like this again, be careful that I sue you for slander!? ”

Looking at the other party's hobby-like virtue, Brian really wanted to rush over and tear him up, but reason told him that he couldn't do it.

This isn't a good place to entangle with him, aren't you kid willing to fight? Well, Lao Tzu will play with you to the end and see whose hole cards are bigger.

Anyway, if you want to play black, Lao Tzu has the means, do you think the FBI is all for nothing?

"Close!"

Brian shouted without looking back, anyway, he searched around this house, and he had turned it all over the place, and he didn't find any valuable clues, and it would be a waste of time to continue to stay here, if he didn't leave at this time, would he still be waiting to be ridiculed by this guy and lose face?

Brian took a group of FBI agents and left angrily, but just as he was about to walk out of the door, Jin Muchen shouted at him with a sneer.

"Don't worry, tomorrow you will receive a call from your superior, and I will send you the bill for your reckless search and the loss of my store, it's not too much, it's more than ten or two hundred thousand!"

"What did you say?"

Brian, who had already walked to the door, turned around angrily, this guy ate the gall of the ambitious leopard? Even the FBI dares to blackmail?

But Jin Muchen smiled at this time, pointed to a few porcelain bowls that fell to the ground, and said to Brian.

"This is the broken porcelain when you just searched, these are ancient Chinese porcelain, their market price, I didn't falsely report, you are also engaged in art recovery, you should know the value of these things!"

Brian couldn't wait to rush over and slap this guy to death, and at the same time secretly hated his companions for being careless, and his companions were also looking at each other, the situation just now was too chaotic, and everyone was rude because of their grievances, but they couldn't remember who broke these porcelain bowls.

In fact, they knew that these broken porcelain bowls, but Jin Muchen deliberately quietly took out the remnants that he had brought back from the capital last time and had not had time to repair them, and used them to plant them?

If they find any evidence from this guy's house, it will be fine, but they haven't found any fart, and now they have broken a few antiques, if this matter is passed back, a few leaders in the bureau will definitely be furious, now everyone is in trouble, this is not as simple as eating and hanging, if it is not good, everyone has to be assigned to the frontier to be a cold bench.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but hate Brian even more, and Brian couldn't help but hate it even more, so he directly took out his gun and shot Jin Muchen down, but he still held back.

There's no point in staying here any longer, do you want to continue to listen to this guy's cynicism? If he listens to him again, Brian can't be sure, whether he can bear it.

walked out of Jin Muchen's house with a group of disgraced subordinates, looking at the members of the same group, but few of them were willing to give themselves a good face.

Even a few team members would rather squeeze into a car with other teammates than ride in the same car with him, Brian knew that he was afraid that he would suffer, and even the team members would not support him, and he must be in trouble now.

Maybe before that guy's complaint call reached the bureau, he already had his own subordinates and began to make his own small report to the bureau.

No, this matter must be solved as much as possible, Brian's face changed, this kid surnamed Jin actually played black with himself, hmph, then Lao Tzu will let you see the means of our FBI.

Since you can't be killed from the antique aspect, it's better to start from other aspects, do you think that our FBI rectification is just such a little means?

A sinister smile rose on Brian's face, and now the relationship between him and Jin Muchen is no longer a cat-and-mouse game, but has been upgraded to a personal grudge.

He knew that this guy must be the perpetrator of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, and his allies in the Black @ Dao must have died at the hands of this guy, but he had no evidence to get this guy.

Since you can't start from the art aspect, it's better to start with other aspects.

Instead of going back to the secret base at the 17th dock with his companions, Brian drove straight to Brooklyn, where he was going to buy something, and then teach the arrogant guy a lesson.

He wants to watch the scene of that guy kneeling in front of him begging for mercy, begging for life, begging for death, but before killing him, he has to appreciate the virtue of this guy begging for mercy like himself before he dies.

When the time comes, you must be rectified, not even a dog.

Brian drove the Cadillac assigned to him in the bureau to Brooklyn, which is a notoriously poor security area in New York City, although in recent years, because of the strong crackdown of the New York police, the law and order situation here has gradually improved, but that is also relative to the past.

Now this is still a paradise for criminals, and all kinds of illegal deeds are still staged here every day, but now they are doing more hidden.

Before Brian was transferred to the Art Recovery Task Force, he did anti-hack work in the FBI, so he still had a few informants here in Brooklyn.

He drove the car to Hart Street, then found a secluded corner and stopped, and instead of getting out of the car, he took out the disposable phone, turned it on and entered a number, dialed it out, and soon there was an echo from there.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for you, Dean, listen to me!"

When the guy on the other side heard his voice, he was immediately stunned, and the dirty words that had reached his mouth were immediately forced to swallow back, this Brian happened to be his upline before, and this grandson was a well-known blackheart.

"Oh? It turned out to be Agent Brian, didn't you go to the art recovery task force? Why did you remember to contact me this time? You know that my business is antiques, art, and so on......"

"Less Dean, I'm not here for those things, I'm here to buy something from you......" (To be continued......)