Cinnabar? Milk's villa is heavily guarded, FBI agents have been deployed five kilometers outside the villa, there are also snipers in place around the villa, and some agents are on guard all around. Zhen Fan drove to Dan? When Milk's villa, I saw several people with headsets in black suits at the first two intersections, they stopped Zhen Fan's car, and one of them hooked his finger at Zhen Fan.

"Driver's license, I want to make sure you're Zhen!" The agent said, holding out his hand, then to Christina, who was sitting inside, "Yours too." ”

Christina and Zhen Fan handed him the driver's license, he looked at it, returned it, and reported it on the walkie-talkie: "The target has been confirmed, the danger has been lifted, and it can be released!" As he spoke, he beckoned to Zhen Fan, signaling Zhen Fan's car to hurry up and get here, and then continued to block the road.

"They were careful and a little ...... It's like making a movie. Christina shook her head at Zhen Fan and smiled, then hit the steering wheel, turned the corner and was almost at the door of the villa, "Just because he is the head of the FBI, is he going to waste so many resources and waste taxpayers' money?" You must know that our investigation was difficult at the beginning! ”

"You're wasting your emotions." Zhen Fan smiled, "Los Angeles had such a strict situation last time, and it is understandable that his security guards should be equipped with more strength, but there are people watching from a radius of five kilometers, is this specification a little too high, beyond the authority of an FBI director." ”

"Maybe he's really scared!" Christina smiled and shrugged her shoulders, "Who knows." We're not the ones they want to guard against, anyway. As he spoke, the car drove to the door, and then the video doorbell was confirmed. The iron door slowly opened.

When the iron door opens, it is even more outrageous. In Dan? In Milk's villa, there are almost three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, all of which are FBI agents in black suits. Zhen Fan parked the car in the yard, and then an agent came over and drove the car away, Zhen Fan walked a few steps forward, and saw Dan? Milk walked out of the hall, opened his arms, and walked towards Zhen Fan laughing. Very happy.

"It's been a long time, Zhen, it's been too long, I don't even know when we last met!" Cinnabar? Milk laughed and gave Zhen Fan a big hug, and then the two patted each other on the shoulder, leading Zhen Fan towards the hall. In the hall, there was another person sitting.

When the man saw Zhen Fan, he quickly stood up, walked towards Zhen Fan quickly, and laughed: "I have admired the name for a long time." I've heard of you for a long time, by the way, introduce yourself, Donald? Quinn. Director of the FBI. I came to meet you this time. You know, when Dan called me, I dropped what I was doing and rushed over. Because...... I've always felt like we could be friends. ”

"Of course. Of course we can be friends, maybe! Zhen Fan smiled and shook his hand. And then just look at the three of them in Dan? Milk's beckoning sat down, and the three of them sat in three directions. And Christina sat next to Zhen Fan, holding a tablet in her hand, so that she could make a transcript of the conversation between the three at any time.

Donald? Quinn looked at Zhen Fan and smiled: "There's no need to be so formal, we're just friends chatting with each other, so we don't need to record it, right?" "Say it and go to Dan again? "Unless you want a very formal meeting, of course we can make it more formal, wear a suit, and then gather around a long table, each with a couple of note-takers, and negotiation assistants, etc., you want that?" ”

"Aha-I like you like this!" Cinnabar? Milk laughed and pointed at Donald? Quinn said to Zhen Fan again, "Hey, brother, let your assistant go over there and have a delicious cookie, do you want to try it?" The next sentence was addressed to Christina.

Christina looked at Zhen Fan and didn't move. Zhen Fan smiled at her and said, "Okay, although Dan's cookies are not very good, at least they won't poison you, or you can help him bake better cookies." You've got pretty good hands, go ahead, I'm optimistic about you, girl! ”

"No problem, I'll give Mr. Milk some suggestions for improvement! I promise! Christina winked at Zhen Fan, and then politely said goodbye and left.

Donald? Quinn looked at Zhen Fan with some surprise and smiled, "That's how you usually talk to your assistant?" It's kind of similar to the pattern of an office romance, okay, Zhen, we can get started, right? It's not official, do you need me to help you with anything? Or maybe you have something else to do with me. ”

"I'm going to start a security company!" Zhen Fan directly stated his purpose, "I need to set up a security company to protect my growing industry, so I need to train my own security guards." I've heard that this needs your support. So I'm going to talk to you. ”

"That's it?" Donald? Quinn looked at Zhen Fan in surprise, "Is it because of this?" If that's the case, you can totally go to Kane? Stone, he'll help you get it. One qiē is no problem. ”

"I've thought about it too, sir, but I still need information about this person." Zhen Fan said that Karpass? Shirin's photo pulled up from his phone and was handed to Donald? "This man has heard that he has fallen into Afghanistan, and if he is not bad, he may be imprisoned, and maybe his head will be cut off." ”

"Where did you get this?" Donald? Quinn frowned and looked at Zhen Fan, "I know this person, a very good agent, but then he went to the NSA, so I don't know his recent situation very well, if what you say is true, why...... Do you need such a person? And...... He's a prisoner now, what else can he do? ”

"If I want him to show up, he'll show up." Zhen Fan smiled, took back the photo, and looked at Donald? "I don't know the director of the N.S.A., and I have a question, if I get this guy out of the hands of the Afghans, can I be an instructor for my security company?" ”

"I can't really call the shots, but can I ask Brandon, the director of the NSA? Jones. I have a good personal relationship with her. But...... If you're serious about starting a security company, I hope we can work together! "Donald? Quinn stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhen Fan.

"Of course, I've always wanted to work with the FBI, so I'll be blunt, I need more authority than a normal security company. This authority is not limited to some regular cooperation with the FBI, but also reflects the external law enforcement authority. I need special authorization from the FBI. "Zhen Fan looked at Donald? Quinn said.

"No, we don't have such a mandate." Donald? Quinn couldn't help but shake his head, "We are law enforcement, it is impossible to hand over the power to you, of course you can let our people assist you, this is still feasible." ”

Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled: "What if it is authorized by Mr. President?" ”

Donald? Quinn was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said: "This is impossible, Mr. President will not let you do this, and Mr. President is still far away in Washington, even if you want to see him, you have to make an appointment first." Then report to the president's office, and under the comprehensive assessment, you may get the opportunity to be interviewed......"

"Please, Mr. Quinn, isn't Mr. President right here?" Zhen Fan looked at Donald? Quinn smiled, "You're playing the outpost for Mr. President, aren't you?" Just look at the agents who are covered around like summer bugs, and I know, why don't you invite Mr. President down for a cup of coffee when he arrives? ”

Donald? Quinn looked at Zhen Fan in some surprise, and then said helplessly: "Yes, Mr. President is here, he is just a ......"

"I just had a cup of coffee in Dan's study, but ...... I have to say that the maid who makes Dan Coffee has to be changed, I'm sorry, please sit down, we can sit down and talk. The figure of Mr. President suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs, and he slowly walked down and smiled at Zhen Fan.

"Mr. President!" Everyone in the hall stood up and saluted Mr. President.

"Sit down, guys, didn't Donald just say that? We're just chatting with friends here. Mr. President walked next to the three of them, waved his hand and beckoned everyone to sit down, and then leaned on the sofa and smiled at Zhen Fan, "I heard what you had to say to me." Do you want a mandate from Mr. President? ”

"Of course, that's why I'm here today!" Zhen Fan said with a smile, "Originally, I just wanted to meet Donald? Mr. Quinn, and Tong Guò Donald? Mr. Quinn brought a message to Mr. President, but I didn't expect to actually meet Mr. President here. It seems that my luck is really good. ”

"Luck?" Mr. President smiled, and then said, "It's not luck, Zhen, I specifically asked to come, when I heard that Donald was going to meet you, I was thinking, do I want to meet with you too, I really want to talk to you, Zhen, as the president of the United States." ”

"Of course, just ask any questions, and I'll try to answer you!" Zhen Fan said to Mr. President, "Of course...... I hope you don't ask me about my privacy, like what flavor of shrimp balls I usually like, aha-"

"Haha, it's funny, Zhen!" Mr. President laughed at Zhen Fan, "To be honest, I usually hate talking to others in the office, even if it's a joke, okay...... Gentlemen, can I have a separate conversation with Zhen? Very personal and ...... Dan, it looks like I'm going to have to requisition your study here. ”

"No problem, Mr. President!" Cinnabar? Milk nodded and smiled.

"So...... Zhen, would you like to talk to me in the study? Mr. President looked at Zhen Fan, "I'm looking forward to it, and I hope you can give us two a little time, it won't take you a long time." (To be continued......)