Day 2!

When security counsellor Laurel Hitchin stepped into her office floor, she was greeted by her secretary and said, "The Attorney General is already in your office." ”

Laurel Hitchin, who is over forty and nearly fifty years old, still has a charm, paused, glanced at the time on her watch, and asked with some surprise: "So early?" ”

"Yes."

"I see, you go and sort out yesterday's materials and bring them to my office in an hour."

"Yes, Miss Hitchin!"

"Hmm!"

Laurel glanced at the secretary who was full of youth and no limits and walked towards the office area and couldn't help but smile.

She was also young at the beginning.

Naturally, I know why these young girls don't want to work in high-tech jobs outside, but choose to work here with the salary of an intern.

After walking down the hallway and pushing open the door to his office.

When Laurel's eyes fell on the handsome and extraordinary man on the sofa, she couldn't help but lose her mind for a second, then closed the door and asked, "Who are you?" What about Justin? ”

Mark got up from the sofa and smiled slightly: "Mark Louis, I have to say that this building is very difficult for Madam Consultant to enter. ”

"Of course it's not easy to get in, this is the Pentagon." After Laurel put the bag in her hand on the table, she turned around directly, propped up the table with her hands, looked at Mark, and said lightly: "Give me a reason not to call the security guard in." ”

"I can give you three." Mark still smiled.

"Oh?"

Face is mutual, you respect me, I respect you.

So in response to Laurel's very unfriendly and gunpowder-filled words, Mark sat directly on the sofa and said lightly: "Richard Worthington's signing order for transfer to prison." ”

"That's not a reason, I'm going to call security in." Laurel said directly in a cold voice, and turned her right hand directly to the phone on the desktop.

Next second!

Zheng!

Laurel's eyes shrunk as she looked at the bizarre throwing knife that was only five millimeters away from her fingers.

Mark said again: "Or maybe the consultant didn't hear me clearly, my name is Mark Lewis, the director of the New York State Office of the FBI. ”

Laurel turned to Mark and frowned and said, "You're that Mark Louis of New York." ”

"It's down there, now ......," Mark said with a smile as he looked at Laurel, "and you say that's a reason." ”

Half ring!

Laurel walked over to the couch across from Mark and sat down after a moment of silence and said, "What do you want to know?" ”

Mark laughed and looked at Laurel and said curiously: "In my impression, I don't seem to have any arguments and conflicts with the consultant lady, I don't quite understand why the consultant lady is so concerned about Richard Worthington, so I want to know which prison the consultant lady transferred Richard Worthington to." ”

"That disappointed you, I didn't transfer Worthington."

“…… Ms. Advisor, do you think I'm a fool? Mark asked straight to the point.

Maggi.

Who else could it be that you are not transferring?

Mark doesn't think anyone would dare to impersonate the signature of the security adviser to the world's most powerful country.

Don't want to live anymore?

Even if someone impersonates them, they will be immediately recognized in less than a minute.

Laurel glanced at Mark and said directly: "I just signed the transfer order, and I really don't know that this so-called Richard Worthington was transferred there." ”

Mark sneered even more.

Would a national security adviser casually sign his name on a document without paying a notice?

Is he really a fool?

But......

This time, Mark came with the attitude that if it can be resolved peacefully, it can be resolved peacefully.

Salute first and then soldier is the way of the king.

But for now!

Mark shook his head, glanced at Laurel and got up directly and said, "In that case, I won't bother Ms. Consultant, although violence will cause criticism, but I believe that once there is more violence, all criticism will be shut up." ”

This matter is related to a certain level of Mark's life.

Again, that's the same sentence.

Once the trial is held, Mark will lose everything he has now.

Everything here refers to everything that has been worked hard for the past 30 years. This is all made by Maxin from scratch.

It's not something that comes out of nowhere!

Whoever dares to take the mark is guaranteed to directly chop off the claws of the outstretched man.

As he spoke, Mark stretched out his right hand.

Buzz!

The dragon-shaped flying knife that was several deep into the wood instantly flew back into his palm, and he disappeared into the void again and again.

When walking towards the door, only two steps away.

“…… Wait a minute! Laurel, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said aloud.

Mark turned around and looked at Laurel with a blank expression.

There was a pause.

"Richard Worthington and the C.I.A. have a guilty plea deal in return for which the C.I.A. must help Richard Worthington appeal and keep him safe during the trial," Laurel said. ”

Mark frowned.

Plea agreement? What the hell is this?

What is there in the hands of a drug-dealer-dealer, that the CIA is concerned about?

You can't have a roster of terrorists on her hand, right?

Mark looked back at Laurel and smiled and asked, "Madam Advisor, can I ask who it is?" ”

"Agent Pete Kachiopouro, CIA chief of operations!"

“……”

Looking at Mark, who didn't answer, Laurel was suspicious.

Next second!

Mark laughed directly, sat back on the sofa, looked at Laurel and said with a very serious face: "Ms. Consultant, are you fooling me?" ”

“…… What the? ”

"Do you really think I don't know your details or the details of the organization behind you?"

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about? Richard Worthington and the CIA made an agreement, ...... my testimony"

"The Secret Society!"

“……”

Mark interjected directly, his eyelids slightly raised to look at Laurel, who had never spoken again, and sneered: "There are other people's names on my side, do you need me to recite them to Ms. Consultant one by one?" ”

Maggi's.

This is fooling him like a three-year-old.

Mark had thought that Worthington II must have something the CIA needed.

have already made up their minds and go directly to the CIA headquarters.

Who knows......

Mader.

At this moment, Mark was quite glad that he had watched so many episodes of the blacklist.

Otherwise......

The kung fu of this Tai Chi pusher is simply skillful to the extreme.

The state adviser is appointed by the president, and it belongs to the model of the president who walks and she goes.

But the CIA?

That's a behemoth.

Mark has already offended the CIA once, if this is on the door?

Hehe!

Then don't think about it, just wait for the situation that will not end.

Maybe it really provoked the CIA, and they dared to launch a direct attack on Mark on their own soil.

Half ring!

The smile on Mark's face was all withdrawn, and he leaned over slightly to look at Laurel, who was shocked and wrinkled, and said in a light tone, "Now, it's the turn of the consultant to give me a reason." ”

Laurel: "......"