The FBI is a very large organization, even after the backlash of power after the fall of Hoover, a large number of functions have been reduced, stricter restrictions have been added, and the CIA has disgusting people from time to time, and the local police departments often put on a face, but it is undeniable that the FBI is still one of the most powerful law enforcement agencies in the United States. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huge and strong, naturally there are many affairs, the internal staff is relatively stable, the field staff is the life of a broken leg, many times may be transferred together to carry out a certain investigation task, the whole team has never seen each other, all rely on documents, documents to know each other.

Especially this time, I also cooperated with the CIA and the NYPD, and the task I carried out made people wonder if the leaders of the three departments and all the participants who made the plan were collectively drunk, so they gave this absurd task: poisoning the whole of New York, of course, the kind that will not kill people, and the most serious symptoms are only diarrhea and muscle weakness.

This made the agents who got the specific mission content wonder if they remembered the wrong date, in fact, today is April 1, the bureau organized a group entertainment benefit, and the people sitting next to it may be hired actors.

However, until the end of the mission statement, as the director of the New York branch of the FBI, he did not say "bainga", but handed over the details to his assistant and left on his own.

......

Actually, it's a joke.

The director's Mediterranean scalp was shiny in the aisle light, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the corridor was calm and textured: two hundred pounds of heaviness and texture.

Including the conspiracy rumor that was deliberately spread to his own people was also a joke, Director Antonio pursed his lips, thinking about the joke that was not funny, if it wasn't for himself, maybe he would have laughed.

The CIA, the Central Intelligence Agency, is tasked with openly and covertly collecting and analyzing information on foreign governments, corporations, terrorist organizations, individuals, political, cultural, scientific and technological, coordinating the activities of other domestic intelligence agencies, and reporting this information to various departments of the U.S. government.

FBI, Federal Bureau of Investigation, "FBI" is not only an abbreviation for the Federal Bureau of Investigation, but also represents the agency's tenets - Fidelity, Bravery, and Integrity, whose mission is to investigate anti-federal law criminals, support the law, protect the United States, investigate foreign intelligence and terrorist activities, and provide assistance to federal, state, local, and international agencies, while performing their duties while responding to public needs and being faithful to the U.S. Constitution.

NYPD, New York Police Department, the oldest police department in the United States. The New York Police Department's motto is "Fidelisad Mortem" (Latin: FidelisadMortem; English: FaithfultillDeath), and its basic duty is to maintain order in New York City, protect the people of New York, and combat crime in New York......

However, these three organizations collude with the increasingly rampant black forces in New York and even the United States to varying degrees, the CIA provides drug and smuggling channels to the gangsters, the FBI colludes with mercenary companies to make gray profits, and the NYPD simply reaches a secret agreement with the gangsters to take the double income of government salaries and gangster dividends.

And the "Thousand Faces" who suddenly appeared grabbed their little handle, the original underground fighting arena that seemed to be an evil and bloody sacrifice, those patterns, letters, and numbers that normally seemed to be just religious ceremonies, were actually a whole set of passwords and an encrypted address.

The address pointed to an ordinary room in an ordinary hotel, and the agents who went to search for it were still lucky - one of the agents was a bit obsessive-compulsive, and couldn't stand the crooked cross in the room, so he found the documents and photos hidden in the cross.

After discovering the seriousness of the matter, Antonio also broke out in a cold sweat, not only him, but everyone involved could not be calm.

And this so-called poisoning operation, of course, is not as simple as the ridiculous identification of the "Thousand Faces" on the surface, what they really want to do is to take the opportunity to cut off the clues that point to them and destroy all the relevant human and physical evidence.

The real plan only lies in the hearts of a few of them who are qualified to make a decision, waiting for the moment when it will be implemented.

"Hi, Chief Antonio. The cordial greeting came along with the cold blade, the former ringing in his ears, the latter firmly attached to his neck, cutting off the hairs but not the slightest bit of oil, but Director Antonio did not doubt that the man holding it would push a little harder in the next second.

The office door slowly closed, the lights came on, and on the glass window of the office shelf, Antonio saw the appearance of the man standing behind him, his legs limped: that Mexican! To be precise, it should be the "Thousand Faces" in the image of a Mexican, after all, they were not sure of his true face until now.

"I've heard you're looking for me, and you're very welcoming. Chu Man lit the cigar that came out of Antonio's cabinet, and the big gold tooth showed his anger with the cigar in his mouth, "So I came by myself, um, my friend, don't you look very happy?"

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I'm just not used to the smell of cigars. Feeling the blade on his neck seem to be tightening, Antonio immediately put on a smiley face, how the hell did this madman break in, and what he was going to do: "Do you want some brandy, uh......"

Chu Man suddenly pulled away the short knife, not at all worried that Antonio, the old FBI, would fight back, run away or call for help, and walked leisurely to his desk with small steps: "Call-me-true-man, My-friend, I don't like brandy very much, besides, I'm here to talk about business, I don't like to drink before talking about business." ”

The long years in the office made Antonio far less responsive and adventurous than when he was young, so he paused when Chu Man let go of the knife, but sitting in the office did not run his ability and decisiveness to shoot-

Reach into your arms, unhook your holster, draw your gun, open the safe, and flick the hammer...... The one-shot action didn't even take more than a second, almost catching up with the peak of Antonio's youth, only to pull the trigger at the end.

All that's left is the last pull on the trigger.

"W-"

The face of the Mexican pang flashed in front of him almost ghostly, the body of the gun was grabbed and pushed back, and the bullet in the chamber of the gun jumped out immediately, and then his hand was numb, and the pistol was transferred to Chu Man's hand in an instant.

The well-maintained Browning turned around in his hand, then grasped it steadily, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Antonio, the director of the FBI New York Branch, who weighed more than two hundred pounds: "The gun is well maintained, but unfortunately the people are not very good, my friend, can you sit down and listen to me now?"

Staring at the black muzzle, Antonio nodded with difficulty......