"Sir, an hour ago, there was a traffic accident in the suburbs of Los Angeles." The subordinate came in at this time and reported to Merck.

"Traffic accident go to the Ministry of Transportation and tell the Ministry of Transportation, what are you doing here to add to the traffic jam?" Merck snorted.

The subordinate said: "The forensic doctor has identified the body in the explosive vehicle, it's Wei Jiesi!" ”

Merck's pupils shrank.

At this moment, another subordinate walked in and said, "Sir, take a look at the card records of all the staff entering and exiting, just ten minutes ago, Agent Willis came to the building. ”

The subordinate who reported Jacks' death was stunned for a moment: "Nonsense, Agent Jacks is dead." ”

"But the system did swipe his card there."

"Somebody wants to do something." Merck squinted, and didn't wait for the clerk anymore, he knew what was going on: "Go and check the surveillance to see who it is." ”

Merck said as she stepped into the elevator and went back to her office.

When his elevator rose to the 36th floor, Zhao Donglai, who was on the ground floor, had already come out of the bathroom, and he had changed into a set of ordinary FBI staff clothes, and in the bathroom, the original owner of the clothes was still in a coma at this time, and the door was locked.

Zhao Dong took a look at Merck and sat on the elevator floor, picked up a plate, made a cup of coffee, and then sat in the elevator, pressed the 36th floor to go up, before he stepped out of the elevator, Zhao Donglai punched the elevator number button, and directly smashed the elevator button.

Merck was on the phone in her office at this time, calling the person from the Fifth District just now.

"It's been investigated, not an insider." Merck said.

"Not an insider? So where did he get the photos from? You must know that the identity of the code name wisdom file has long been changed, and there is no way to enter the file query with the name, it can only mean that this person is queried with a photo scan, and only in this way can it be searched, but the photo of the code name 'wisdom' has long been cleaned up in the country, I need you to investigate it for me, the code angel is the secret weapon of the fifth district, if there is an enemy country investigating, give me a way to contain it! ”

"I see, I'll keep an eye on this, there's been a lot going on lately, you give me some time." Merck finished speaking and hung up.

At this moment, Zhao Donglai pushed open the glass door of his office: "Sir, your coffee." ”

"Get out, when did I order the coffee?" Merck reprimanded with a calm face, but it happened that at this time, an internal call came in from his landline, and Merck answered.

I only heard my subordinates report: "Sir, no, we found through surveillance that a suspicious person went up to the 36th floor of the floor where you are located, and we have come to support, but the elevator doesn't know why it's broken." ”

Merck's eyes widened, and she subconsciously turned away,

It turned out that the subordinate who was reprimanded by him behind him not only did not go out, but also closed the door of his office, and then closed the curtains as soon as he pulled them.

Zhao Donglai raised his head to reveal a face that was unfamiliar to Merck.

"You! You're not hired here. ”

Zhao Donglai quickly cut over a hand knife and slashed at Merck's neck, so that he couldn't scream for a moment, after Merck was repulsed, the mobile phone in his hand was not held steady, and fell off in the air, Zhao Donglai caught it, and clicked on the call record at random, and then wrote down the number that Merck called just now.

He grabbed Merck's neck with one hand and asked him coldly: "Hand over your permission account." ”

Merck was pinched and her face was flushed: "You, you dare to make a mistake here, it's really boring." ”

Zhao Donglai kicked him away, Merck spurted out a mouthful of blood, lay on the ground and struggled twice, then coughed and said, "You want the file of 'Angel'?" I'm telling you, stop dreaming, handing over my account is killing me. ”

"I didn't want to cause a bloody storm, but since you don't cooperate, then no wonder I use extreme ways to repay you!" Zhao Dong said, and after a punch directly shattered the heart of his chest, he dropped a pattern codenamed 'Crane', and then dropped a photo of the face of a masked man.

He doesn't want to kill those boneless people, if this bastard cooperates with him to use his authority to drop out the information of the masked man to find him and then kill him and his accomplices, even if the master takes revenge, but this guy obviously doesn't cooperate, so it seems that Zhao Donglai only has Plan B, blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

When a dozen FBI officers armed with pistols rushed up the hallway to the 36th floor, there was a circle of activities for employees of other departments, and they did not disturb them, but went directly to the office area of the chief.

At this time, Zhao Donglai came out of another bathroom, his face and neck had been washed, and he had changed into the uniform worn by the clerks on this floor, and when he passed by several policemen, one of the agents who bore the brunt did not recognize him.

Because what they saw Zhao Donglai in the surveillance was bronzed, but at this time he was Asian-white skinned, and his clothes were different, so these people regarded him as a staff member on this floor, so they didn't take it seriously.

When the gang broke into Merck's office, they saw that the desk was a little disorganized, and Merck was lying on the floor.

"Sir!" Several agents rushed in and knelt down on half a knee to see Merck's injuries.

Hands probed into his snort and throat and found him dead.

The faces of the group were all horribly gloomy.

"What is this?" At this time, everyone saw an ancient painting that looked like an oriental country.

A portrait of a crane.

"And this." Someone picked up a photo.

Several of the agents looked at the 'wise' man's photograph, but didn't recognize him, and didn't know what he did.

"Sir, there seems to be a word on the back." A subordinate reminded an agent.

The agent of the photo then recited the photo and looked at it, and there was an English text written on the back.

"Hand this man over, or you will die more!"

"Who is this man?" The crowd wondered, with their authority, who the 'wisdom' was.

"Don't care who he is, chase me first!" An intermediate agent turned and ran back.

When Zhao Donglai came to the elevator entrance, the circuit board that was blown by him had been replaced, he went directly down to the bottom of the elevator, and when he walked out of the elevator, he deliberately pressed all the elevator floors of more than 50 floors inside.

When the chasers on the top floor took the elevator down, they found that the door would open every floor on the way up the elevator, so they had to run down the corridor again.

By the time he ran down, Zhao Donglai had long since disappeared.

(End of chapter)