After the gunshots rang out, there was a sudden chaos near the fourth pier of Haolanhuk, in the face of the large group of blacks who suddenly rushed out of the darkness, the police obviously did not make a full estimate, their temporary defense line composed of more than a dozen police cars, under the blow of unknown forces, was suddenly crushed, fortunately, the blacks did not have guns in their hands, just simply wanted to flee for their lives. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

By the time the FBI and SWAT arrived, the blacks had escaped with little left, and the remaining blacks didn't seem to know anything about the situation, and even who summoned them over had a variety of answers, and the most ridiculous answer was because they were looking for a missing Chinese girl, which made George, the always sensitive FBI New York regional director, a little laughable, but he received the inside story from an old friend, and naturally understood that it was not that simple.

"The situation has been brought under control, about 30 people have been arrested, all of them are African-American, there are people in every neighborhood, nothing of value has been taken out of their mouths, a suspected gunman jumped into New York Harbor under our pursuit, we have notified the Coast Guard, but you know, under these conditions, it's hard to say whether people will be found."

"Jump into the sea, in such a climate? I'm interested in whether he wants to hide his identity. George sighed, like a layer of fog under the illumination of the headlights: "What about our friends in the East?" ”

"I was about to talk about this." His men made a regretful gesture.

"Dead?"

"I don't know what to say, you better go and see for yourself."

The strange expressions of his men immediately aroused George's interest, and he followed his men to the warehouse in the undulating container stack area, where a number of policemen were carrying people outside, and all of them had been killed.

"A total of eleven died, all of them were Chinese faces, and four of them died from knife wounds, and they were killed by one knife." The subordinate made a throat-cutting motion: "No murder weapon was found, the others were shots, two of them were tied from the back of the head, and the skulls were lifted, and the modus operandi was very similar to some green cult organization." ”

"No living mouths?" George's face was calm, and he didn't even frown.

"There's one, in there."

He and his men walked into the warehouse, and suddenly smelled a terrible smell, like some kind of liquid mixed together, the kind that could not be described, his eagle nose shrugged in the air: "There is urine, blood, sweat, and men's semen, and it is a woman who survives?" ”

The subordinate smiled bitterly and pointed in the middle direction, where there was a makeshift platform, and several forensic doctors in white coats seemed to be busy, and when he walked over and looked at it, he understood why his subordinates had such expressions.

There was a man lying on the table, his lower body was naked, and the unpleasant smell came from under him, George still didn't feel it, and squatted down, and glanced at the man's side face, as his subordinates said, it was a Chinese face, but it was white, his eyes were protruding deeply, and his expression was distorted, like pain and like something else.

"What's your name?"

The man heard the voice, opened his eyes, and looked at him with a frightened look, as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't know what he was talking about, but George understood, it was clearly Huaxia.

"I'm a dumb intelligence officer, you can't do this to me."

"Who are you?"

"I'm a dumb intelligence officer, you can't do this to me."

The man didn't feel like he had been repeating the sentence, George sighed, stood up, and a forensic doctor shook his head at him: "His tendons and hamstrings have all been broken, and he has been sexually assaulted at least ten times, even if he survives, I'm afraid it will ......."

What, the other party didn't say, and George didn't ask, but just instructed: "Try your best to save him." ”

Walking out of the warehouse, he still couldn't help but take a big breath, the smell inside was indeed too bad, it was like a mixture of stinky gutters and sewers, in his sight, the riot on the dock had subsided, there were police lights flashing everywhere, how did all this happen, and who were the people who shot them, all the questions that haunted his heart.

"I'm sorry, you can't come in." Suddenly, his men stopped a dark figure, and the man shouted in this direction as he pulled out his papers.

"I'm Giessen, a reporter for the New York Times, and I have something very important to see your head, and if you don't let me go, there may be big news tomorrow."

"Let him come." George sensed something keenly, and the reporter named Giessen hung his press card on his chest and walked over with a camera.

"I'm sorry, you can't take pictures just yet, but if you can provide any important clues, I don't mind making it easier." George blocked his shot with his hand,

"Can I see this as a promise?" Giessen stared into his eyes until George nodded, then pulled out a phone from his bag: "I think this is enough for you to keep your promise." ”

George took the phone, which showed a video, and his brows furrowed inadvertently after he clicked on it, because the man inside was the only one in the warehouse, and what he said was all in Chinese.

"I can translate it for you." Ji Sen translated the content of the video into English word by word: "He said, his name is xxx, his pseudonym is Wei Ru, he is a major officer of the Military Intelligence Agency, and he is also the head of the San Francisco station, and our plan is to kidnap international students from the mainland, mainly girls, because they are easier to ......."

The time of the video was very short, only a few minutes, and as soon as George listened to his translation, his face changed suddenly: "Mr. Giessen, you have my permission to take pictures here as you like, but before you can see the newspaper, you must get our consent." ”

Without waiting for Giessen to say anything, he immediately turned to his men: "Quick, look for a freighter called 'Formosa', which should be on this pier, and ask the Maritime Administration if it is from San Francisco." ”

With the help of the Maritime Administration, they quickly found the freighter moored at Pier 4, dozens of policemen immediately boarded the ship, controlled all the sailors and crew on board, and after their confession, finally found the girl who was locked in the cabin on the lowest level of the cargo hold, a total of six people.

Looking at the girls who were wrapped in blankets and helped down by others, George's expression was no longer calm, he thought it was an ordinary gathering of people, but it turned out to be a gunman attack and murder, and now it has become a kidnapping, these are all students from abroad, all from that fast-growing eastern country, this time it is a big trouble.

Because he knows very well in his heart that there must be some kind of collusion here, otherwise the matter would not have been revealed until now, the case of the disappearance of Chinese students is an important case that the bureau is trying to solve, but he does not have a trace of joy in solving the case now, and the things involved here are not visible at all, let alone in this sensitive period.

"McGee, you're in big trouble." He unceremoniously called: "Your friend in the Far East, he said everything, if you and your boss have to go to Congress for questioning." ”

There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, and after a while, I heard McGee's voice: "Do many people know about this matter?" ”

"A reporter from the New York Times named Giessen got his hands on that person's phone, I don't know if he has a backup, but he has already seen the video, I guess it's unlikely that he can hide it, you'd better think of an idea, my permission can only be delayed for twenty-four hours at most, damn, you didn't tell me, they actually kidnapped six girls."

"What does this have to do with me, let me inform you, I just want to find out what they are doing, and I don't mean to interfere, you should know very well that the CIA has some cooperation with them overseas, especially about that big country in the East, but there is no agreement, let alone allow them to engage in illegal activities in the United States."

"The question is, the last call on his cell phone is for you, do you think the guys on the commission of inquiry will believe that you don't know anything about it?" George seemed to feel that his idea was a little naïve: "As an old friend, I advise you to think of a way quickly, otherwise early retirement will be an unattainable result." ”

Downstairs at Langone Medical Center, McGee hung up the phone angrily, still cursing incessantly, "What a bunch of idiots." ”

"What's wrong?" Frank had never seen him so gaffe, but he was full of curiosity.

"Those Orientals messed things up, and now that the FBI has got the evidence, once it is exposed, our director will be angry enough this year, maybe he will come here to celebrate the New Year of the Chinese people with us."

Frank glanced at the medical center building not far away, he couldn't appreciate the self-righteous humor of the Americans, but he could understand the meaning of McGee's words, what kind of thing could make the old thing of the General Administration go all the way for a long time, it could only be a scandal, a damn scandal.

"How serious is the situation, do you need to deal with it?"

Frank's suggestion made him hesitate, the so-called 'handling' is the jargon of the bureau, which means cleaning up for a specific group of people, but the other party is a reporter, he doesn't know whether to do it or not, after all, this matter is not deeply involved in the CIA, and it has not yet reached the point where he needs to go into battle shirtless, and only a muscular man like Frank will think about it at every turn.

But once this kind of thing is revealed, as George said, maybe he will really go to Congress to be questioned, a place that he is no stranger to, and let a bunch of neurotic politicians question their loyalty to the country in a tone of righteous rhetoric? , he didn't want to at all.

"Your Huaxia friend is gone." It wasn't until Frank kindly reminded him that McGee saw that the Chinese man who was sitting in the car was walking in the direction of the building, and he looked at the watch hand on his wrist and cursed.

"Hell."