Chapter 129: Helena's side plot

Chu Ge didn't have YY for too long, he quickly moved his mind back from the woman, and continued to practice marksmanship, knowing Helena for him was just an interesting episode of a foreign trip, which made him feel a lot better, after all, chatting with a beautiful woman is always pleasant, but his main goal is to get a copy, a woman or something, or to stay behind.

At the same time, however, Helena was not in such a good mood.

"Guys, what's going on."

As soon as she walked into the office of the FBI's Los Angeles branch, Helena saw several of her colleagues talking about something around a computer, and asked out loud.

That's right, Helena's eleven FBI female agents, although they have been in the company for less than three years, but with a drive and superb case-solving skills, Helena has been promoted to a senior agent, in charge of a team.

Hearing the inquiry, several of her subordinates immediately looked at her.

Helena hung her coat on a nearby hanger and made it in front of a few people. "Tell me, what's going on?"

"You're finally here, Helena."

Frank looked away from Helena's chest and coughed in disguise, "Well, we've got another security guard, and another missing person." β€œ

"Or a veteran?" Helena asked rhetorically.

"That's right." Frank pushed the computer screen over and introduced, "Mike Dolly, Sergeant of the 16th Rapid Response Division, who fought in the war in Afghanistan and the Middle East, retired four years ago, and like other missing veterans, suffered from post-war psychosis, once worked as a coach at a fight club for three months, was fired for injuries, and has been at home ever since, lost contact with him three months ago. β€œ

"Damn, this is the sixth, it doesn't look like this is any ordinary disappearance, Frank, Sam, looks like we're going to have to make a trip."

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Ding Dong, the doorbell of the house was ringing, Helena looked at Sam who was pressing the door, and looked at the house in front of her through her sunglasses, this is a typical middle-class independent house, but from the slightly dilapidated appearance, it is obviously not very well maintained, and it is just meaningless details for ordinary people, but for a professional, as long as it is through some logical reasoning, these details often reveal a lot of information.

Thinking of logical reasoning, Helena couldn't help but think of the Leon she met yesterday, she had seen a lot of handsome men, but Leon still made her feel surprisingly eye-catching, humorous and a little mysterious, which made Helena a a little curious, and even felt that this person was a little unreal, as if the male protagonist in a Hollywood movie had stepped out of the screen.

I don't know when I'm going to call.

Just when she was in a trance in her mind, the door in front of her opened, and an old woman in her sixties stood in front of the door, looking at the three people outside the door vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

"FBI agent Helena." Helena flashed her ID, "These two are my colleagues, ma'am, we have something to ask you, it's about your son, can you go in?" ”

"Oh, of course." The old woman said as she stepped out of the door.

"Mike has always been very obedient when he was a child, but since he went to Iraq as a soldier, something has been wrong since he came back, he always has nightmares at night, a few months ago he said he was going out to see his comrades, and he never came back after that, a few days ago he suddenly sent a large sum of money back, I know Mike's situation, he can't make so much, but I called him, and the number was cancelled, so I had to report the crime."

The old woman babbled.

"Can we take a look at his room?"

"Well, of course."

Helena told Sam to stay and continue talking to the old woman, while she and Frank went straight into Mike's room next door, which was a clean-looking room, and the owner of the room was a very disciplined man, and in the corner of the room was a box of brandy, most of which were empty bottles.

"This Mike seems to have a problem with alcoholism again," Frank said, picking up a bottle.

"The aftermath of the war, alcoholism, drug abuse, I've seen it, this kind of thing is very common." Helena rummaged through what she was looking for, there must be some clues, these veterans couldn't just disappear without warning.

I flipped through the books on the table, turned on the computer to check the records in the browser, opened my personal file and searched for a while, and suddenly, a photo appeared in Helena's sight.

In the photo, Mike appears to be in a hospital-like place, with several men in white coats talking to him.

Helena's instincts told her that this photo must be critical, and when she looked at it closely, the white-coated subjects seemed to be wearing a chest tag on their chests, and the handwriting on them was very blurry due to the resolution.

She instinctively thought that this thing might have something to do with Mike's disappearance, and sent the photo to her mailbox.

Aside from this photo, the two did not find any valuable information, as if this Mike had deliberately cleaned up his traces before leaving, and it seems that his disappearance was not forced.

When the three of them returned to the Los Angeles branch, Helena immediately called the computer expert, Roy, to help me zoom in on this photo, I wanted to see what was written on the chest tags of these people.

Roy, who wore glasses, was a computer whiz in the branch, and without saying a word, he fiddled with it, crackling for a while, and soon, the originally slightly blurry photo was enlarged and clear.

It's a magical technique, Helena glanced at Roy with some admiration, but she couldn't learn this technique even if she was killed.

Looking at the photo, the chest tag is covered by an abstract humanoid symbol, and next to the symbol is the word Titans.

"Titans?" Helena was stunned when she saw it, this logo, and this word, it was obvious that these white coats were members of a certain laboratory, and this laboratory was called Titan.

"What does this mean?" Roy asked curiously.

"Roy, help me find out if there's an organization called Titan Labs?"

Roy nodded, and immediately operated, to say that this computer master is worthy of being a professional, and soon, some fragmentary information was found from the Internet.

However, looking at the information she obtained, Helena showed a look of shock in her eyes, and it seemed that things were more troublesome than she imagined.