New York, FBI Division. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The FBI, the full name of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Due to its high appearance rate in major films, the FBI is probably one of the most famous investigative organizations in the world. The director of the organization is directly appointed by the President of the United States and approved by the Senate, and the annual budget is even more astronomical.

Florence Hume, one of the FBI's assistant directors, is a veteran agent who has been in the organization for more than two decades. Compared to the average person, her secret agent career can definitely be regarded as colorful. She has a Medal of Honor from the President himself, has personally captured spies sent by the Nazi remnants to carry out sabotage operations, and has cooperated with agents on the Aegis side to achieve many beautiful results. She has no background, and she was able to climb to today's position, which can be said to be completely due to her own excellent strength.

And today, it is expected to add another touch to her glamorous career as a secret agent.

At 3:20 a.m., all the computer screens in the main control room lit up with a faint fluorescent. The technicians wore headphones and sat in front of the computer with full attention, their fingers flying. Dressed in smart black, with her arms folded around her chest, Florence personally supervised the work of the technicians.

It is generally not trivial to be able to have so many people working overtime at this point on an urgent basis, and even to be personally supervised by the assistant director. Today's focus is on a man, a man whose name is not even known, but who is only honored as "Jin He".

No one knows who this guy is or how he got to where he is today. It was as if all of a sudden, the title of "Golden Merge" spread in the underground world of New York. He is rumored to be a man as cruel as a lion, but more cunning than a fox, and immensely powerful, capable of breaking rocks with his bare hands, and even competing with some superpowers. Even in the criminal world, few people know the true identity of "Jin He", but it is such a mysterious person who can single-handedly promote the operation of crime in the entire city, even for the FBI is quite tricky No. 1 person.

And today, this dangerous guy finally seems to show a flaw.

Recently, some top-secret information about national defense has been stolen by insiders. The matter even alarmed the White House, and the FBI director personally issued a death order -- no matter what means are used, the leakage of information must be prevented, and the FBI has been very busy in the past two days.

Just a day earlier, new information had emerged that the stolen information appeared to have fallen into the hands of the New York gang. According to some of the FBI's informants in the gang, it is likely that someone under Kim He's team stole the information and tried to make a profit.

Florence knew at the time that this might be a great opportunity. Kim has always been careful, the FBI has never found the slightest flaw in his eyes for so many years, and this time may be the perfect opportunity to touch this big fish.

"Director, there's a discovery!" One of the technicians shouted, "Someone is uploading top-secret content!" ”

"Immediately reverse track and locate." Florence immediately ordered.

Stolen documents are electronic files with a special identification code. As soon as it is viewed on any end device, the code runs automatically and emits a special positioning signal to prevent such loss.

Even though she was already an old agent who had experienced the wind and waves, Florence couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this moment. She almost subconsciously kept looking at her watch, and each time she was disappointed to find that the second hand had only gone a few squares. In general, it takes at least a few minutes for the locator to run.

The positioning progress bar is almost full, and the percentage that is slowly rising has finally barely reached the 98% position. It only took one breath for them to make it to that location.

However, like in countless movie sequences, the progress bar gets stuck at this last minute. The green number freezes at 98 with a frustrating "link break" window popping up on the screen.

"The read is interrupted." The technician said in frustration, "It's just a little bit." ”

Florence quickly calmed down and asked, "What about the information?" Has it been leaked? ”

"Probably not, the upload was forcibly canceled. My guess is that the other party found out that we were tracking and terminated the transmission in time. However, we were able to locate the general direction. ”

"Where?"

"Right in Manhattan, this area."

As he spoke, the technician projected a map of the area onto the big screen.

"Schools, hospitals, hotels......" Florence narrowed her eyes as a scanner quickly swept over every building on the map. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she stopped at one of the tall buildings.

"Fisk Mansion." "The search focused on the Fisk Mansion," she said decisively. Brace yourself and my gut tells me we're about to catch a big fish! ”

At the same time, the Fisker Building is on the top floor.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", which was the sound of the elevator arriving at the station. The glittering elevator door slid open, and a bald fat man who was three people wide and almost like a ball of meat stepped out of the elevator domineeringly. His face was full of meat, but there was no lack of domineering spirit between his eyebrows, and the moment he walked out of the elevator door, it was like a portable wind whistling out.

Wilson Fisk, the owner of the building. In public, he is an entrepreneur, a philanthropist, and a New Yorker who genuinely wants to transform the city for the better. And behind the scenes, he is the legendary Jin He who calls for clouds and rain in the world of crime.

"Father." A handsome blonde young man in a green suit greeted him with a smug smile. The young man's name was Richard Fisk, the biological son of the criminal emperor Kim.

Wilson Fisk coldly asked, "Caught someone?" ”

"That's the idiot, father." Richard stepped aside and pointed to the man behind him who was tied up into a dumpling, who was curled up in horror into a corner when he saw Kim enter.

"He stole top-secret defense materials without permission, and used our resources. If I hadn't found out and stopped him in time, we'd be exposed by now. Richard Fisker said with a show off.

Jin nodded, and Sen Ran's gaze shifted to the thin man. The guy shrank pitifully and said, "Please, Kim...... I'm also ...... for you."

Jin didn't say a word, slowly stepped forward, and lifted the man up.

Unexpectedly, Kim began to loosen his ties for him.

The man was a little overwhelmed for a moment, and only said incoherently, "Thank you...... Thank you for your large number of ...... I will definitely work harder for you in the future, and I will be a cow and a horse for you......"

"No, not anymore." Jin He spoke, his tone cold but demonic.

He said, "You have your own selfish desires, and I can understand that. Everyone in this room has their own desires, and I encourage my people to pursue their own desires. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, but the conversation changed abruptly.

"But! I can't allow anyone's lust to drag me down! ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly made a move. He grabbed the man by the collar at the back of his neck with his fat palm like an eagle carrying a chicken, lifted him up, and slammed his head against the corner of the table. The man's head slammed into the corner of the table again and again, more and more blood splattered, and more disgusting contents were splattered everywhere.

The man gradually stopped struggling and stopped moving, but Wilson still didn't let go, repeating the mechanical motion. Richard Fisk watched his father's brutality from behind, still smiling.

Five minutes later, the beast seemed to have finally finished venting. He threw down the corpse, whose head was almost shattered, and his son shrewdly handed him a hand towel for him to wipe off.

"We have to prepare for the worst." Ignoring the bloody corpse, Richard said calmly, "The FBI may have discovered us." ”

Wilson also calmed down and glanced at him: "So you already have a plan to deal with it?" ”

"Of course, father." Richard smirked, "You can rest assured that I will take care of everything." ”