The two agents stood in a holy posture in the hallway, awaiting further instructions on their actions.

"Little Wade, a resident at St. Barnia's Hospital, a sophomore, rated V, seems to have an intimate relationship with the girl. In the video, he takes the girl home and takes something to the hospital. ”

Fred clearly briefed the two agents ahead.

"The phone data shows that he is listening to music now, go call him!"

Louis slapped the water droplets off his body and rang the doorbell.

"Who?" Someone in the door asked.

"FBI!" Louis sighed first, and then held the document in front of the cat's eyes so that the people inside could see it clearly, "Little Wade... Doctor, I'm looking for something from you! ”

It seems that since the morning, nothing has gone well in the entire FBI, running around like a dog, or a water dog.

Normally, you should sit by the window in dry and fragrant clothes, watch the wind and rain outside, and savor a small snack, right?

He twisted his neck unhappily: "Please hurry up, we are in a hurry!" ”

"Wait a minute," Wade said, walking back to his room, picking up his phone, and dialing 911.

"What is he doing?" Fred looked strangely at the call signal coming out of his phone.

"Turn around."

"Hey! 911? I have two people here, probably pretending to be JI agents! Little Wade's suppressed and nervous voice.

Fred sighed helplessly: "They're real. ”

"How do you know? Hell, did I make a mistake? ”

"No, no, you didn't make a mistake, hell," Fred said nervously, he couldn't let anyone know that the FBI could turn the call to 911, which was a terrible thing.

"Something is wrong, you... Does a 911 operator swear? Little Wade snapped and hung up the phone.

Fred looked at the screen inexplicably: "What to do?" ”

He turned to look at the side.

Ethan was pouring coffee, Red wasn't there, Elliet might be in a meeting or something, and now...

"I mean, what do you think is wrong?"

The phone dialed by Little Wade appeared on the screen again, it was still 911, Fred picked up the phone and tuned a standard female voice: "Hello, 911 police call, what's the matter with you?" ”

"Just now... No," little Wade said in a low voice, nervous, "right now, there are two fake agents at my door!" ”

"Why do you say he's a fake?" Fred asked.

"He called me a doctor," little Wade said with his teeth chattering.

"You're not a doctor?" Fred asked curiously.

"It's a serious name, I'm not, ordinary people can call it that, but the FBI's... You shouldn't have made this mistake, by the way, there's been a lot of stuff about the FBI in the past two days, you should all know it! Can you send the police? I'm in the house, and my address is—" he quickly gave the address.

Fred didn't listen at all, and spread his hands helplessly, so it turned out to be like this.

Just because you are used to being despised, you are a liar if others respect it occasionally?

Can you be a little more cowardly?

"Hey, did you hear that?" Little Wade whispered urgently.

"Well, I'll contact the Bureau of Investigation and check if their agent card is fake. I'll call you shortly. ”

"Okay! Oh, by the way, they're not going to shoot at my door, are they? I mean, it seems that there is a video today, and it is scary, and I actually shot at the door in order to go to the bathroom. That guy just said he was in a hurry! I saw that you have this kind of document sold on the Internet, and you can make one for ten dollars, don't you usually care about it? ”

Letting little Wade nag, Fred took the coffee handed by Ethan and took a sip: "How many years do we have to carry the black pot for this!?"

Pixar shrugged, he also had a few groups of his own to lead, and everyone was very busy.

At the same time, two agents, also a man and a woman, walked into Nurse Monica's apartment building.

"Remember, you two, this person is a nurse, don't call her head nurse, okay? Save her from taking you for liars! ”

"Okay."

…...

Los Angeles, a neighborhood two kilometers from St. Bania's Hospital, in a small apartment.

A somewhat scruffy young man was looking out the window at the sky.

"It's ...... weather," Adams scratched his head, sighed, and sat back down in front of his computer to reopen the game of Jedi Rebirth.

He is a small online seller who has opened a small shop in e-Harbor.

Yesterday until today, I made a business.

I turned on the music, entered the game, and only moved the mouse twice when I heard my doorbell ringing.

"Who?"

"Addams? Open the door! ”

The doorbell rang insistently, but the voice of the person who spoke was unfamiliar.

Calling himself Adams rather than Amre so affectionate, Adams stood up and walked over to open the door.

There were stacks of cardboard boxes all over the floor.

From the cat's eye on the door, he looked at it, and there was a man and a woman outside, a little wet, and they didn't look like bad people, well, they were white, the kind with serious jobs.

He opened the door reassuringly, but the security chain on the door was still hanging.

"Adams. Amre? Agent Jones took out his ID and showed it in front of him, "We're from the FBI, and we have something to ask you about." ”

"FBI?" Adams had a strange feeling when he heard the name, no one had ever approached him, "I didn't break the law!" ”

"It's not that you can only be found if you break the law, it's just that there are some situations to understand." Jones said calmly.

"Wait, I saw on the Internet that you are now using advertising paper as a search warrant, is this true?"

“...... Really, so what, it's not a search now, and we're not ready to search you! Jones said impatiently.

"Shall I refuse you to come in, then? I'm just a little worried......" Adams said cautiously.

Behind her, Lily stroked her rain-soaked hair impatiently.

Adams' eyes lit up, and his hand unconsciously untied the chain: "Then please come in." ”

The door opened, and Jones unceremoniously walked into the room, scanning everything with the eyes of the crime scene.

Adams' attention wasn't on this guy at all, and he didn't have any good stuff in this place anyway, except for the computer, and the boxes on the floor were full of recycled second-hand electronic devices.

His attention was all on the blonde agent, who seemed to smell good.

"Do you want a dry towel?" Adams asked enthusiastically.

"Give me a clean one." Jones turned to Adams.

Adams looked at him: "Only for ladies." ”

"Forget it, I'll ask you something, did you sell some electronic devices to St. Bania's Hospital?"

"Huh?"

"You've been to the hospital and handed over the things to that buyer, right?"

"Wait... Wait, you don't think I'm infected, do you? I've never been bitten by any mosquitoes! ”

…...