Chapter 697: On the Run

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Helena didn't speak, but continued to take a half-step back, looking at Agent Bob's gaze extremely unfamiliar. Agent Bob held out his hand to her and said in a deep voice, "Don't embarrass me, dear, okay?" Give me your phone. That's the end of this matter, I'll take care of it. ā€

"William. Bob, do you remember your vow to join the FBI? Helena's tone was so cold that it could drop ice slag, "I can't imagine you being a lackey for politicians." ā€

"Helena, you have to trust me. I'm doing this for a reason, give me your phone. "William. Bob never expected the damn Beaver to call Helena before he was done, and he hurried up to grab the phone.

"Bastard, you're shielding those scum." Helena yelled angrily. But she had to retreat again and again, avoiding William. Bob grabbed his arm.

"Helena, calm down. I'm here to better fight criminals, and I'm just like your undercover gangster, in order to get more clues. "William. Bob began to use some combat skills, and he tried to keep Helena in check.

"Are you a fool for me? How to gain the trust of the target, this kind of deceptive routine is still taught to me. "When it comes to martial arts, Helena, who is a woman, is not William at all. Bob's opponent. In desperation, she simply threw her phone away from home, then turned around in another direction and ran.

William. Bob wanted to grab the phone, but he let Helena run away at once, and by the time he was trying to chase him, he couldn't catch up at all, "Damn, this **** will mess everything up." ā€

Running a few hundred meters as hard as she could, Helena was already out of breath.

Alarm? No kidding!

Looking for the FBI, who knows how many ghosts there are in the FBI?

The most important thing is the picture in the mobile phone that can be used as evidence, Helena pulled out a pistol and casually grabbed a passerby's mobile phone on the side of the road. But it was useless to snatch the phone, and when Helena logged in to her mailbox, William, who had just received the picture and had already picked up her phone. Bob was deleted.

"Son of a bitch William. Bob. Helena yelled angrily, and after thinking about it, she realized that the only way now was to go to the safe of a bank in New York to find the last evidence of what Beaver said. Only by finding conclusive evidence can we bring down those scum and accomplices.

But how do you get to New York? Even Chicago isn't safe right now.

Helena spent the night hiding in the city, and by the time dawn the next day she was exhausted. But the street sirens sounded again and again, and since she fled last night, a large number of police cars and police have run out to search for her.

With her training, Helena escaped several raids. But her range of motion is getting smaller and smaller, and her physical strength is almost exhausted. And as long as it falls on William. In Bob's hands, she's finished.

Right and wrong are reversed, and there is no distinction between black and white. As a senior FBI agent, William . Bob has a way of fabricating illusions, not to mention that the mayor behind him, Iman, is even more powerful.

"Damn, gotta get someone to help me."

Who to look for? Helena's first thought was her father, but now Professor Kelvin was thousands of kilometers away. But last night, the phone call was answered by an assistant, saying that the professor had just left to join a special research group and had cut off contact with the outside world for the sake of secrecy.

"God, why is it this time to cut off contact?" Helena was going crazy, in fact, her father had just called to inform him of this, and the two might not be able to contact each other for a long time.

Who can you find next? No one can find it. The police chased him more and more closely, and he ran away with Helena almost all the time. If you don't have the protection of powerful people, you are afraid that you will be killed on the spot in a few minutes. But she racked her brains and couldn't think of anyone who could help at this time?

Powerful people? There's one guy who's tough enough - Victor. Hugo.

Helena struggled a little as she ran quickly, but there was a noise everywhere, and the approaching siren made her decide. At the moment of life and death, she pondered for a few seconds and put aside all her scruples. She used the snatched phone to dial a number again.

A moment later, the Chinese Consul General in Chicago received a report from his subordinates, "A woman called the empty number we set up, and she said that she was looking for our senior intelligence officer here. ā€

"Did she say what her name was?"

"She said her name was Helena and she was told to call us if she was in trouble."

Helena, that's the name the Consulate General learned about yesterday morning. Zhou Qingfeng was going to try his luck directly with Professor Kelvin, but he couldn't leave Helena alone. So he left an empty number to call for help before breaking up with Helena.

This kind of empty number is a common contact method for intelligence personnel, and it may be just an ordinary landline number for more than ten years or even decades. But as long as you enter the correct numbers and passwords, someone will take them to where they need to go.

This is also an important reason why Helena believes that Zhou Qingfeng is a spy, but she really didn't expect that just one day later, she would be forced to really use this kind of contact information.

The people of the national security are now highly nervous about any information about Zhou Qingfeng and are very worried about the safety of his United States, and someone has long been waiting to call in. On the one hand, they contacted Zhou Qingfeng in the way they had left in advance, and on the other hand, they also talked to this 'Helena'.

"Miss Helena, we are already in contact with the person you are looking for. Is there anything else we can help with? ā€

"I need a car."

"No problem, do you still need security? Maybe we can take you to the consulate. ā€

"No, no, I'm the FBI, and I didn't think about treason."

Helena thought that the consulate should know her identity, but when the consulate heard that she was actually the FBI, she immediately admired Zhou Qingfeng even more - no wonder people can hack into the database of the Ministry of Justice, which has developed the inside line into the FBI.

You must know that the FBI has a special responsibility for counter-espionage in the United States, and planting a nail in this kind of department can work wonders!

Awesome, really awesome!

The Consulate General in Chicago did not know Zhou Qingfeng's true identity, but it had the mobile phone number and email address left by Zhou Qingfeng, and Helena's request to contact him was quickly transferred to Zhou Qingfeng's mailbox. And what is Uncle Zhou doing? He was on a plane to Washington!

Airlines in the United States allow passengers to use their mobile phones to communicate with the outside world via WiFi. It took Zhou Qingfeng a long time to know that Professor Kelvin was in Washington, D.C., and he was bored playing mobile games on the plane, and he didn't believe it when the email came.

"This girl hasn't played enough once, and she wants to trick me?"

But the Consulate General also forwarded Helena's recording, and the girl's anxious call for help came from the mobile phone, "I'm in trouble, the police and my boss at the FBI are arresting me." I promise to take you to my father, provided that you help me get my immediate troubles resolved. ā€

"But I'm on the plane right now, and I can't get there. Are you going to hide at the Consulate General? Zhou Qingfeng also suggested the same thing.

Without waiting for Helena's reply, the consulate replied: "The woman who had just called suddenly hung up the phone, and when she heard her last voice, it seemed that someone had discovered her, and she fled in panic."

It has now been confirmed that there is a large number of police officers searching for each other in the Chicago metropolitan area. We wanted to bring her to the consulate peacefully. But if she is in the process of being hunted, due to the special nature of the consulate and the limitations of manpower, she cannot intervene too deeply. ā€

The consulate is worried that it will intervene too deeply and have a direct conflict with the Chicago police, which will definitely be a loss for the consulate and will also cause serious diplomatic disputes, and the so-called rescue can only do its best. And listening to Helena's words, I can't breathe, I feel like this girl is really in big trouble!

No matter how big the trouble is, you have to save it! I don't know what's going on, but it sounds like it's urgent. At this critical moment, I can only rely on myself.

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head in distress, and finally could only get up from his seat and walk in the direction of the cockpit of the plane. Halfway through, a flight attendant stopped him and asked with a gentle and polite smile, "Sir, do you need anything?" ā€

Zhou Qingfeng said in a very helpless and helpless tone: "I'm sorry, I'm going to hijack the plane!" (To be continued.) )