Chapter 4 Reality: The Clash Between White and Black 4
Reality, Lamb Farm, Wheat Field
"Gurrahβ"
Black tires crushed over the weeds of the wheat fields, driving on undulating ground, and the pickup truck jolted and headed southwest.
The rice fields were dark, and Theo was on the steering wheel, and he turned off all the headlights in order not to reveal his whereabouts, which also invisibly increased the difficulty of driving. He couldn't see the specific road conditions ahead, and could only judge the direction of the road from the faintly visible headlights in the distance, he squinted his eyes slightly, stepped on the accelerator, and the truck ran over a dirt slope, and the dilapidated body shook as if it was about to fall apart.
"Brush-pullβ"
At that moment, he suddenly heard the sound of car engines coming from the half-man-high wheat fields on either side.
Theo was startled, he hit the steering wheel and was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't want to get out of front of two cars, blocking his way.
Theo slammed on the brakes, the pickup truck slammed down, and the two cars blocking the road in front suddenly turned on their lights to shine through the inside of the truck, feeling a burst of dazzling, Theo subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and behind, two cars rushed out of the wheat field to block his way.
Four cars in front and behind, he was surrounded.
Pulling out his pistol, Theo looked up and recognized the model of the four cars - it was Saabban.
FBI special car!
Theo's face turned cold, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help but increase his strength.
The next moment, seven or eight heavily armed FBI agents came down from the four Saab classes in front and behind, wearing black bulletproof suits, and pointed their guns at the pickup truck.
He was surrounded.
As a fugitive, a felon, surrounded by the FBI.
"Theo Howard, you've been surrounded, get out of the car with your hands up."
An F.B.I. agent shouted at gun at Theo in the truck.
"......" Theo was silent for a long time, put down the gun in his hand, raised his hands, slowly pushed the car door, and got off the small truck.
The black shoes trampled on the rough straw, he sniffed the smell of earth in the air, and the harsh headlights stretched his shadow and cast it on the ground.
Several F.B.I. agents surrounded him and told him to stand against the door of the truck.
"Click"
At this time, a man got off from a Saab class.
This is a man, with a tall figure, a neat gray shirt lined with gray-white hair, his skin is sickly white, even his eyebrows and eyelashes are white, even the subtle cilia are white from ordinary people, and his facial features are cold and well-defined.
This is a man with albinism.
In the boundless night, under the reflection of the headlights, he was like a dark night spirit, with a unique temperament all around him, he raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Theo standing next to the pickup truck: "I didn't expect to meet in this form, Theo Howard." β
Theo smiled faintly: "I thought it was someone from the New York Police Department, but I didn't expect it to be the FBI, and I didn't expect there to be the FBI Special Operations Group Operations Commander, Arnold." β
Hearing this, the man known as Arnold took a step forward, he raised his hand, and pressed down the gun of the FBI agent next to him: "I guess your men will come to answer immediately, even if we take you away now, we will be ambushed halfway." β
ββ¦β¦ People who have worked as good undercover agents are just different. Theo's voice was low, and there was a chill in his dark eyes.
He seemed to answer the question, but he invisibly revealed the other party's old bottom, although he is now being pointed at seven or eight guns, he is at a disadvantage, but it seems that he is the one who controls the situation, and every word in the negotiation is full of certainty.
"But don't get too complacent, since you guessed that you were going to carjack the car a second time, did you...... Wouldn't I be prepared? Arnold looked at Theo, his voice a little lower, "From here to the east, along the road, fifty kilometers, seventy-five kilometers, one hundred kilometers, the FBI blockers are already watching your men who are preparing to ambush, once they make a move, what will happen in the future, I can't guarantee what the consequences will be." β
Arnold lowered his tail note, his voice full of menace.
His meaning is obvious.
It was an ambush prepared by both sides.
Fifty-fifty percent odds of winning.
To bet or not to bet, the decision is up to Theo.
If he can organize a second carjacking for his men, then the FBI will not sit idly by.
Theo was silent for a long time, then looked at Arnold: "You don't really want to arrest me, otherwise with your ability, I won't be able to get out of Old Lamb's house at all." β
"That's right, the superiors want to arrest people, and we sometimes have to make a show." Arnold took a step forward and walked in front of Theo, his dark eyes deep and sharp, "You guessed right, what I'm interested in is not whether the fugitive felons can be caught, but whether they can follow this clue and put an end to the black forces behind him." β
"......" Theo was silent for a few seconds, looking up at the road with faint headlights in the distance, "Then you're looking for the wrong person, I'm not crazy enough to help the FBI take out my lair." β
Arnold nodded as if understanding: "This request is indeed a bit difficult, but what if the FBI's target is only Victor?" β
Hearing the name, Theo changed his expression and looked at Arnold grimly.
Arnold knew, he was interested.
"Obviously, your arrest is the result of internal and external cooperation, there are internal ghosts and Victor collusion in the FBI, and we in the FBI also need to do a purge, as long as you cooperate with us and arrest Victor, you and I can get what we want, isn't it a matter of killing two birds with one stone."
ββ¦β¦ Arnold, I didn't know you on the first day, and your purpose wouldn't be so simple. If you want to let me go, the chips will not stop there. β
Arnold bowed his head slightly when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at the deep night sky in the distance: "You are very smart, in addition to Victor, I am also very interested in the [Minghe System], this is the second chip." β
γMinghe Systemγ?
Theo's eyes narrowed suspiciously.
Why did two people mention this to him in one day?
"What, the FBI is also interested in this?"
Arnold smiled faintly: "The existence of the FBI is to maintain national security and the rights of every citizen. Some things that seem reasonable and legitimate, but they are not necessarily perfect. When it's time to investigate, the FBI will never stop. β
"I can't do anything about it." Theo coldly refused. "[Cole Corporation] is under the management of the [Bloody Eye]'s internal biochemical technology group, and I have always been only responsible for the line of arms and terrorist activities."
He said it bluntly.
There is not the slightest intention to hide his crimes.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, although you don't have the authority to directly control the [Minghe System], you can help me get an identity." Arnold paused, "One, enter the identity of the [Minghe System]." β
The corners of Theo's mouth raised a mocking arc: "This is very simple, sir, go to kill, set fire and rob, do more things, naturally the court will sentence you and send you into the [Minghe System], just like the sentence given to me today." β
"No, I don't need to be a player." Arnold replied in a deep voice.
Theo looked at him, saw the deep meaning in his eyes, and he was silent, waiting for his next words.
"I need to enter the [Minghe System] as a [Hunter], and I know you can do it." Arnold said, taking a step back, slightly widening the distance between the two, "Theo Howard, if you choose to work with the FBI, now, immediately, immediately, you can be free." β
Theo looked at Arnold warily, and he offered a condition that surprised him.
For a moment, no one spoke.
Theo looked at the albinist leader in front of him with a grim face, pursing his lower lip, guessing the credibility of the other party's words.
At that moment, Theo saw the direction of the road in the distance, and several cars were approaching in the direction of the wheat field, but when he saw everything in the wheat field, the black cars stopped, flashing their headlights fifty meters away from him.
That's his men.
Sensing Theo's wandering eyes, Arnold turned slightly sideways, and also found the black cars, he turned his head and looked at Theo: "Choose to cooperate, and you can take back everything you have; If you tear your face, then I'm sorry, we can only escort you back according to the regulations and send you to the [Minghe System], you choose. β
ββ¦β¦β
After a long silence, Theo looked up at Arnold, opened his lips lightly, and said an address: "92 Lexington Avenue." β
Arnold nodded, and with a raise of his hand, Saaban on either side got out of the way.
Theo glanced at the agents who were still pointing their guns at him, and walked past the parked Sabo Ban towards the black car in the distance.
Step by step, the rough soles of his shoes stepped on the weeds of the wheat field, he lowered the brim of his black hat, the harsh lights of Saboban grazed his shoulders, stretched his shadow, and cast it on the haystack in front of him, he stepped on his shadow with every step, until, the whole body was far away from the light source, and really blended into a dark night, this is like his life, even if he has been in the light for a while, but will eventually return to the endless darkness, he was born in Si, grew up in Si, and is destined to die in the darkness.
Theo was let go, under the watchful eye of several FBI agents.
"Sir, do you really want to let him go like this? That's a felony wanted by the entire New York Police Department, and it's not so easy to catch him next time. It was a young detective who sat in the passenger seat of Saboban, crossed his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Arnold outside the car with a straw in his mouth.
Arnold didn't answer, he looked at Theo's back gradually being swallowed up by darkness, and his eyes faded from the calmness he had just negotiated, and became more indifferent.
He retracted his gaze, walked over to the other Saab class next to him, and opened the door, where a young man with his hands and feet tied was lying on his stomach in the back seat, trying to struggle to sit upβit was Adam, and when he saw the door in front of him being pulled open, he was stunned for a moment and stopped moving.
Arnold glanced at the FBI agent next to him, and the agent understood, put away the gun in his hand, and dragged the man who was tied hand and foot from the Sabo class.
"Boom." Adam's chest slammed into a stone on the ground, and he felt a pain.
He gritted his teeth and looked up as Arnold crouched down in front of him, and raised his hand to tear off the black tape that sealed his mouth.
ββ¦β¦ Your name is Adam Smith, born in 2025, you become a police officer in 2043, and you are transferred to the New York Police Department in 2047, and the detective who took you with you at that time was Osborne Lamb, and you were a police officer under him, right? β
Arnold's deep voice, word by word, fell clearly in his ears.
Adam looked at Arnold, his eyes full of doubts and puzzles: "You are the FBI, why did you let that fugitive go?!" β
Arnold raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but he was not in a hurry to answer his question: "You are very clever to find out that Theo is actually hiding in the cabin, you waited outside the cabin for a while, and saw that Uncle Lamb did not lure Theo to the window according to your instructions, and did not hear the gunshots, you guessed two possibilities - one is that Theo silently solved Uncle Lamb by means other than shooting; On the other hand, Uncle Lamb chooses to shield Theo. Either way, Theo would run away, and the quickest way for him to escape was through the wheat fields from the path behind the hut to the main road. So you waited a while, then left the hut and lay in ambush in the wheat field, trying to keep watch. β
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"But you didn't expect that tonight's wheat field seems to be much livelier than usual......"
"Aren't you FBI doing this without fear that I will appeal to you for abusing your power and helping fugitives?!"
"Hey, how did you talk to our boss!" The f.b. f.i. agent who was biting the straw came down from Sabo's class, stood beside Arnold, and looked at Adam condescendingly, "Make it clear, you're just a little police officer, pay attention to your attitude of talking!" β
"My colleagues will be there soon, even if you are the FBI, you can't cover the sky with one hand!"
"Oh? Then why did Theo run away and your colleagues haven't come yet? The young FBI agent asked rhetorically.
Adam was stunned for a moment, and he realized the problem.
True, an hour or two has passed since the location was sent by itself.
Even if the ranch is far away from the New York City, the New York Police Department, which has always acted quickly, should have been deployed, how could it be......
"Hmph, save it, the people from the New York Police Department won't come, don't think that someone will support you!" A sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of the young F.B.I. agent's lips.
Arnold raised his hand and stopped his men: "Carl, pay attention to the wording. β
"I'm sorry sir." The FBI agent called "Carl" immediately changed his serious expression and saluted.
Arnold retracted his gaze and looked at Adam lying on the ground: "Adam Smith, appeal, it is your right, we respect you, but before that, you have to understand one thing - I have negotiated with the director of the New York Police Department in this matter, and I will leave it to the FBI, if you have any comments, you can find your boss, and he will give you a reply." β
Arnold stood up, and with a wave of his hand, motioned for his men to untie Adam's hands and feet.
"Carl."
"Yes!"
"You send the little police officer back to the cabin and see his Uncle Lamb."
"Yes!"
The agent, Carl, nodded, and the other two FBI agents around him "invited" Adam into the car and headed in the direction of the cabin.
Arnold turned his head to look in the direction of the end of the wheat field, where the three or four black cars that had been parked had already left.
Theo fled.
He let him go.
It's a gamble.
And in the end, was he the right choice?
Time will be answered......
Arnold raised his eyes and looked at the night sky in the distance, the sky was full of dark clouds, there was no starlight in sight, the moon was gone, and the empty wheat field seemed even more deserted.
"Let's go to Lexington Avenue, 92."
"Yes!"