Subtitle of this chapter: With the US imperialism, don't forget the Soviet Union

Since he couldn't say "The Little Prince", "Dogleg" could only look at the other two people in the room......

Well, it looks like an old fool, but in terms of police operations alone, it's an old fool Chief Hill who is definitely on the side of New York City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info can only count on the shrewd and capable Agent Aiden.

So he said, "Agent Aiden, let's talk about it from your professional point of view! ”

And our ZOD general, that is, Captain Wilton Aiden, has long been a little impatient, and when he heard this, he secretly cursed in his heart at this moment, damn New York! Damn lawyer! Damn politics!

For a "redneck" from Texas like him, staying in New York is not that accustomed, and the weather here in November is humid and cold, and prices are ridiculously high.

The lawyers he scolded were the two prosecutors in front of him, and if he didn't become a lawyer, he would not be eligible to run for district attorney or be hired as a federal attorney.

Agent Aiden, who has been in the government for some years, knows very well what they are fighting for, and to put it simply, it is nothing more than a fight for merit. And this is "politics"!

He sneered in his heart, and as soon as he heard that the suspect was Chinese, the two began to get angry.

This federal agent's eyes are very poisonous, although he has been in contact with our Master Yuan for a short time, he already knows that this Chinese is really a bit unusual......

Of course, he didn't know what 'Card: Silverfish Corpses from the Shri Sutra' was.

GENERAL ZOD WAS ABOUT TO SPEAK WHEN HE HEARD A KNOCK ON THE DOOR.

"Knock knock."

"Who is it?"

"Is Captain Aiden in there? Your buddy is looking for you. ”

"I'll come."

He got up and nodded to the three people in the room, opened the door and walked out.

In less than a minute, Captain Aiden returned, and with a slightly ugly face, he spoke directly: "The suspect's lawyer is here, and he wants to communicate with him alone." ”

Only then did the other three remember that the Chinese had not been interrogated until now.

"No......" Prosecutor Donald Ramsey's first instinct was to prevent them from meeting, but he really couldn't find a reason. Halfway through the words, I swallowed it back.

Seeing him like this, Attorney General Harold Williams couldn't help but show a sneer on his face, and said lightly: "Why not let them see it, can that Chinese turn the sky upside down?" ”

He can really be described as a prophecy, if a Cyrisian like Master Yuan gives him a chance, he can really make this day no longer cover his eyes, so that this land can no longer stop his heart...... If it weren't for that broken system.

"Gentlemen, listen to me." Chief Hill said slowly, "Rather than a stalemate here, we should do our own work first." ”

"Prosecutor Ramsey and I are preparing for tonight's press conference."

"Mr. Williams continues to engage with the Department of Justice."

"And Captain Aiden, you will preside over the interrogation. I believe that with your professional skills, even if that Chinese has a lawyer, it is useless. ”

The district attorney clapped his hands and said, "What Mr. Chief said is so right, I think it will be done." ”

"You ......" The Federal Attorney General is not stupid, and knows that what the old fox said has actually pushed himself out.

What he needed now was the support of Captain Aiden, who was directly under Washington's orders, so he immediately turned his head and said, "Wilton, what do you mean ......"

General ZOD is a man who is good at business but not good at politics, and he is not the same as Mr. Williams. He is an authentic federal government employee, and the latter is a "dynasty official" appointed by the Democratic administration, so as long as he does his job well, no one can find fault.

He pretended not to see the federal attorney general's eyes, picked up his hat and nodded, "I agree." Then I'm going to pry open that Chinese's mouth right now......"

"So, you didn't pry the Chinese's mouth open?"

Lin Dengwan, who was dressed as a postman, looked at his superior, the kind old man codenamed "Professor", couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and nodded with some difficulty.

The two "anarchist" comrades were in Morning Heights on New York's Upper West Side, not far from Columbia University.

Because the matter was urgent, Lin Dengwan didn't have time to leave a code to inform the other party to go to the joint location. He had no choice but to become a postman and ride a bicycle directly to the door to "deliver letters".

"SCP Foundation ...... With a pair ......of big glasses with wooden frames, a rich appearance and a tall figure, our Master Yuan will definitely feel that the somewhat familiar professor showed a kind smile and said to himself, "What a Chinese that Yin Blowing Si listened to." ”

Lin Dengwan's heart chilled when he saw such a smile, because he saw with his own eyes that his superiors had such a smile, and easily dealt with those Tsarist spies who refused to accept "education".

However, he still stubbornly said, "Mr. Professor, am I going to leave immediately?" ”

"Don't worry." Mr. Professor pondered, "I think that Chinese is a little young, but certainly not simple, and he will not be so naïve." You can wait a little longer. ”

"But ......"

Mr. Professor raised his hand to interrupt him, and said lightly: "Nothing, my comrade! The organization has just allocated funds to allow you to establish a stronghold, so will you let those investments go down the drain? ”

He asked very kindly, "And how are we going to complete the next stage of the mission?" ”

"Well, well."

"Well, that's right." Mr. Professor nodded and continued to ask, "By the way, are those two women still obedient?" ”

When Lin Dengwan heard this, his face turned a little bitter again. He hesitated and said, "It's quite obedient to be obedient, but ......"

"Is it really good for us to work with the spies of the Second Empire?"

"What's so bad?" A strange glint flashed in his eyes behind the wide lenses, and Mr. Professor said as a matter of course, "They want to avenge the motherland, and we want to work for the motherland." Why can't we cooperate? ”

German spies and Soviet Russian agents disguised as "anarchists disguised as ordinary people" lurked in the heart of the United States, and made such big news as Wall Street BOOOOM, which is indeed very popular.

Mr. Professor looked at his subordinates and said earnestly: "My comrade lieutenant colonel, you also know that Comrade Trotsky attaches great importance to intelligence work, which is why the foreign intelligence department of the Red Army was established. If we consume a penny of imperialism here, then our motherland will be less stressed. I don't think we need to repeat the importance of our work. ”

"I understand!"

"Knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Alright, you go first. I'm going to give Russian lessons to a few more students. ”

Lin Dengwan nodded, got up and left the small villa through the back door. He also faintly heard conversation coming from the front door.

"Hello, Mr. Professor."

"Hello, Mr. Yamon-Hammer. You're so punctual. By the way, the two verses I taught you last time ......" (note 1)

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Note 1: Yes, Mr. Armand Hamer is the legendary figure known as the "red capitalist". At this time, he had just graduated from Columbia University and had a strong curiosity about the red woolly bear.

What the? Some people think that the author wants to annotate "Mr. Professor", this friend is really sick.