For a national treasure scientist like Professor Kelvin, the perspective of seeing people and things is completely different. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn his eyes, many people on Wall Street and Washington can go to prison for a lifetime, so when he learned that Zhou Qingfeng might be a super spy, he didn't think he would reject it.

However, it is still too difficult for Helena to accept Zhou Qingfeng. She had been in the reception room of the FBI's Chicago branch all day, but she was stunned to not see her boss, William. Bob.

At night, Helena had to leave the government building. She found it ridiculous that while the world was speculating and questioning what really happened in the shooting, she, the most critical person in the know, was ignored. Even when she wanted to contact other high-level people, everyone said they were busy.

Standing outside the deserted federal government building, Helena didn't know what to do. Back to that apartment in the Kerwood neighborhood? Or do you want to find another hotel to stay in? Unable to make a decision for a while, she was in a daze.

The ringing of the ringing phone rang again, and it was an unfamiliar number. Helena frowned and listened, and heard an anxious and irritable voice come out, "Natasha, you stinky **, I really didn't expect you to be an FBI undercover agent." ”

"Who are you?" Natasha asked coldly.

"I'm Beaver, and I'm the one who recruited you into the bar in the first place. But you* has brought us a huge disaster. The person on the other end of the line looked extremely angry and kept swearing.

"Oh...... I think of you. You're not dead? What a pity! "Helena's mind flashed a, cowardly, money-hungry black man, who was a close confidant of Chris, 'Greyfang'.

"Yes, I'm not dead, but I can't escape either. Last night's fight was deliberately manipulated, and I have something in my hands to destroy the black hand behind this scene. I don't trust the police, I don't trust the media, and I'm going to hand it over to you. Beaver on the phone cursed viciously, shouting that everyone would pay the price.

"And you actually believe me?" Natasha scoffed, thinking it was just a desperate black scoundrel trying to bite and pull more people into the water.

"I believe in an FBI agent who is willing to be a stripper* dancer in order to go undercover to collect clues. I hate you, but you are more reliable than politicians and journalists. People like you can't get things done without a firm belief. Beaver's words were full of mockery.

"I can't believe you can give me such a high rating." Helena sneered.

"I'll send you some pictures and you'll believe what I say." Beaver asked for Helena's email address and actually sent some pictures.

At first, Helena was careless, but when she opened the pictures on the Internet, she immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Sexual assault, *** killing, there are several protagonists in the picture, all of them are government executives, one of them is even Chicago Mayor Iman. The final picture shows the mutilated bodies of teenage boys, hastily buried.

"You believe me now, don't you?" Beaver said.

Helena felt cold in her hands and feet, her body trembled, and her head buzzed. She's been through a lot of dark things, but today is the one that makes her angriest, "Hell, where are you?" You have to be a tainted witness and take these scum to court. ”

But Beaver said sadly, "I'm trapped in a building, and Iman's people are looking for me. They're going to kill me right away, and they're going to grab me and torture me until I can't threaten them. ”

"Where the hell are you? I'll go and save you right away, I can ask the police near you to save you. Helena shouted anxiously.

"It's useless, the people who came to arrest me are the police." Beaver laughed wryly, "Boss Chris was always worried that Iman would kill him, so he left a lot of things behind. We were worried that it wouldn't be safe online, so we kept it in a bank safe deposit box in New York. ”

Beaver gave an address and password to access the safe, and there was a clatter and pistol fire on the phone. Finally, he said in despair, "Goodbye, Natasha, now the trouble is in your hands." Don't trust the people in the government too much, good luck! ”

Bang...... a gunshot ended the call.

Helena was stunned for a long time, until she heard another male voice come out, "Hey! Anyone? ”

Helena didn't speak, but her breath was a little rapid. Her mind is very confused, she wants to report this matter as soon as possible, to expose this matter, and to let those scum who occupy high positions go to hell.

The person on the other end of the phone couldn't hear her, and said again: "I'm Sheriff Horton of the Chicago Police Department, and the person I just talked to you is a very dangerous criminal, if he has ......." ”

...... beet, Helena finally cut off the phone. She took a deep breath and made up her mind, turning around to walk back. She immediately told her FBI colleagues about the photos on her phone and the news she had just gotten. This kind of case can no longer be trusted by the Chicago police, and the only way to do this is to find the FBI.

Just this turn, Helena stood behind a person. William, who couldn't be found all day. Bob was smiling as he walked over to her, "Hi ......, Helena, I'm so glad to see you!" I'm sorry, but I've been in meetings all day, and those bastards are still saying they're going to investigate me.

However, Mayor Iman has used his network to help me a lot, and this matter will be properly resolved, and your credit will be mentioned. Oh yes. I heard you wanted to look for me, but I just called you and I haven't been able to get through. ”

You can see that Agent Bob has a kind of relief. But just as Helena was eager to report what she had just learned, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Oh, it's Mayor Iman's call." Agent Bob held up a finger and motioned for Helena to remain silent, and he himself connected to the phone in an enthusiastic tone, "Hi, Your Excellency Mayor, hello! ”

Agent Bob wanted to say a few pleasantries, but Mayor Iman on the phone looked angry, "Bob, we just dealt with Chris's last subordinate. But the guy committed suicide, and those stupid cops failed to find the key thing.

What's more, that bastard made a phone call before he died, and we are now using technical means to find out who the call was to? Please take action and never let the situation get out of control. ”

"Okay, Mr. Mayor, I'll take care of it as soon as possible." Humble to the point of flattery, Agent Bob pulled a pen out of his pocket and jotted down a phone number in the palm of his hand. After he hung up the phone, he deliberately let out a long sigh and jokingly said to Helena: "The people in the government are so annoying, they always make trouble for us." ”

Helena stared at Bob's face and subconsciously took a half step back.

Agent Bob began to call again, and at the same time looked at the phone number written in the palm of his hand, he was about to ask other subordinates to check the details of this number, but suddenly felt that this number was a little familiar.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and Agent Bob's puzzled gaze turned to Helena, and then looked at Helena's mobile phone that was still in her hand, "Who were you talking to on the phone?" (To be continued.) )