For Edgar? Hoover's appointment, Alex was full of anticipation.

If nothing else, just to have the opportunity to get in touch with Hoover, and then copy the soul information from the other party, so that you can get a lot of secrets.

As the first director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), Hoover collected secrets from all sides during his decades-long tenure. He used the FBI to harass political dissidents and activists, to collect secret files on political leaders, and to gather evidence using illegal means.

Many people were afraid of Hoover because he had so many secrets that even the president of the United States was at his beckon.

However, since Alex learned about the distribution of potential forces at the top, he has been a little skeptical of this statement, believing that Hoover itself is not as simple as it seems.

At least in a world of witchcraft, vampires, and werewolves, it was almost impossible for Hoover to remain the FBI director for so many years just by relying on the secrets in his hands.

Either Hoover was a pawn pushed by the actual rulers of the United States, such as Freemasonry and the Illuminati, just like the Rockefeller consortium and the DuPont consortium. Either that, Hoover was able to stand on his own, like Hughes, with a mysterious power behind him.

Whoever was on that side, Hoover himself must have known a lot of the inside story. As long as Alex can steal secrets from the other party. He doesn't have to worry about being cheated and doesn't know what to do, at least he can know who is an enemy and who is a friend.

Facing the FBI's Agent Smith and his buddies, Alex only thought about it for a moment. An immediate reply was given.

"Okay, I'll find time to meet with Director Hoover in the next few days!"

"Then we'll go back and tell the Chief now!" Smith stood up and reminded as he was about to leave: "Please don't reveal your whereabouts to others, the situation has been very unquiet lately!" ”

Not calm? What do you mean!

Alex watched the two agents leave, and secretly wondered what the other meant by the uneasiness. Did they already know that the crazy old man had been killed? Perhaps the people of the "Kowloon Society" have realized that their own people have been killed, so they have made waves on the road and disrupted the chess game of many big people.

At the beginning, the Illuminati kidnapped Alex through the hands of the "Kowloon Society", not to cause a bigger dispute, but afterwards Rockefeller only warned the "Kowloon Society" and did not take any drastic actions. I'm afraid I'm also worried that the other party will be desperate to mess around.

Now Alex has killed two capable leaders of the "Kowloon Society" one after another. It is estimated that it has caused earth-shattering waves in places that cannot be seen. As for who it will affect, Alex doesn't care very much, he is concerned about whether there is a Carpenter family in the target of the "Kowloon Society".

Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the phone. Inform his bodyguard organization. Added a few more men to the rest of the Carpenter family.

A few days later. Alex flew to Washington, D.C., and drove to the F.B.I. headquarters on Penn Street.

The building faces Pennsylvania Avenue and is just a few blocks away from the White House. Every year when the president is sworn in, he passes by here.

The building is built boxy, not very tall, estimated to be about ten floors. The beige walls are covered with lattices that make it impossible for outsiders to peek inside through these black holes, which are said to prevent the blockers.

Around the perimeter of the building, American flags are planted diagonally on the walls every few meters. These flags fluttered in the wind, and there was a very political atmosphere, which made the air much more solemn.

Looking at this building, looking down on others like a beast, Alex couldn't help but "trace" the relevant information.

The main responsibilities of the FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) include the fight against criminal gangs, terrorist activities, and foreign espionage. Assist state and local police in identifying and tracking fugitives from state to state, disseminating information about the most wanted offenders, and providing training and research in finding criminals.

The bureau has 10 functional departments headed by assistant bureau chiefs, who are in charge of identification, training, criminal investigation, technical services, etc., and has set up field offices in 59 cities across the country and more than 400 "local branches" subordinate to them, as well as overseas offices in 22 countries in the world to carry out the tasks assigned by the headquarters.

The bureau has more than 20,000 staff, of which more than 8,600 are field staff. The annual budget is $2.3 billion. The Directorate has a "scientific laboratory" for criminal offences, a central fingerprint archive and an "academy" dedicated to the training of senior agents and police.

Alex had already called the FBI people before he arrived, and when he arrived, someone was already waiting for him, and he was taken to an inconspicuous cabin without a few words of nonsense.

The leader was a woman in a black uniform, with gray hair, presumably an old man from the FBI. She didn't talk a lot, her voice was very good, and she didn't show any look at Alex, a celebrity, but received her very calmly.

Maybe she has usually received too many powerful people, as for star singers or something, it is not surprising.

"The Director is inside!" The lady said to him.

"It's good, thank you!"

Alex took a deep breath and pushed the door in, where he saw a fat old man standing inside. If you look closely, it is indeed Director Hoover, who you usually see in the newspapers.

Director Hoover faced Alex solemnly, his eyes sharp, like a falcon swooping in the air. His hair was somewhat thin, his face was broad and fleshy, and it was hard to believe that Hoover was a gay man from his appearance alone.

In addition, Hoover has a dignified aura like a mountain, and his every move can affect the people around him.

"Hello! Alex, please be seated! Hoover pointed to the chair in front of the table, a chair made of mahogany that looked like an antique from before the Civil War.

Alex looked at him in surprise, and thought to himself, "It seems that someone already knows about Director Hoover." Maybe the other party has been waiting for him to arrive! ”

"Hello, Director Hoover!" Instead of listening to the other man's words, Alex sat down, but greeted him with a smile and held out his right hand.

"You may be seated!"

Director Hoover said again, ignoring Alex's greeting, and pacing around the room with a frown.

Seeing this, Alex sneered, withdrew his right hand, and sat down. He couldn't take his eyes off Director Hoover for half a second, staring closely at the other party walking back and forth.

Attempts to steal information from Director Hoover were unsuccessful. But there should still be a chance. As long as you haven't left the FBI headquarters.

Thinking of this, the initial tension has gradually subsided, but the sense of oppression given by Director Hoover still exists. I'm afraid this is the result of Hoover's many years of accumulation, and even an outsider can clearly feel it.

"I heard you're making a sci-fi film?"

What I didn't expect was. Director Hoover's first sentence was "Planet of the Apes". I don't know what this film is about to attract the attention of the other party.

"Yes. This is a story about the future world of orangutans replacing humans as the master of the earth! Alex stared at Hoover as he walked back and forth, smiling as he answered the question.

"Sounds like a lot of fun, but when it's time to shoot, you're going to invite me to the premiere!"

Director Hoover's expression was still serious. But from the point of view of words, it seems that he wants to get closer to Alex.

"Definitely!" Alex replied.

"But I've heard that your script alludes to our country's race?"

Unexpectedly, Hoover suddenly led the topic in a very sharp direction, and before Alex could make a defense, he said to himself: "You have to be careful, very careful!" Now the situation is very grim, the whole black class in our country is going to openly rebel! ”

"Uh, I'll pay attention!"

Alex could only come up with this sentence at the last time, because he always felt that no matter what he said, the other party would see it as a quibble. Since this is the case, then it is better to say less and make fewer mistakes, and not to say good.

Director Hoover did not dwell on this question, but suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you know Nicholas?" Tesla? ”

Nicholas? Tesla?

When Alex heard the name, his spirit immediately became highly concentrated, and his whole body was like electricity, and his hairs stood on end.

"Of course! Of course, I know the great scientist Mr. Tesla, but unfortunately he passed away not long after I was born. ”

"Yes, he's an amazing big guy!" Director Hoover nodded, then continued, "So do you have any interest in Tesla's manuscript?" ”

Tesla is said to have made nearly 1,000 major inventions in his lifetime, and even more legendary, he also built flying saucers, predicted two world wars and the sinking of the Titanic, and caused an earth-shattering explosion in Tunguska.

When he died, the FBI confiscated his design drawings, and the U.S. government classified his research results as top secret!

Originally, these were rumors that were difficult to distinguish between true and false for Alex, and he never thought of looking for Tesla things. But since he learned that this world is not simple, he suddenly has a new perspective on these things.

Maybe true! Alex used to think so in his heart.

Now FBI Director Hoover personally asked him if he was interested in the manuscript left by Tesla. This kind of thing is like pie falling from the sky, the person who is hit will feel very happy, and at the same time, there will be a question: "What am I for?" ”

Of course, Alex did not express his doubts, but immediately said loudly, "Very interested, sir! I'm interested in all things Tesla! ”

Director Hoover smiled silently, but it quickly disappeared, still with a serious expression. He didn't say anything, but walked around the house from scratch. His speed was so fast that he gradually moved the air in the room.

Seeing the other party's abnormal reaction, Alex immediately said again: "May I ask Mr. Hoover, what are you looking for me for?" If there's anything you need help with, don't hesitate! ”

After a while, Director Hoover said, "We want your help to crack the code on Tesla's manuscript and find a secret base!" ”

Secret base?

When did Tesla have a secret base again? Alex was a little puzzled, according to historical records. Tesla was destitute before he died, and a poor old man who didn't even have a house even had a secret base.

However, it is impossible for Alex to ask such a stupid question, and he believes that at the right time, the other party will definitely tell him. Even if he didn't say it, he had a way of stealing information from Hoover.

"This base was commissioned by the government to build Tesla, and there are some instruments commissioned by the government to be manufactured by Mr. Tesla, but unfortunately, no one knows how to open the gate of the base. You have to crack the password set by Mr. Tesla to enter. ”

"Wait a minute. Why don't you open the gates of the base by violent means? ”

"No, there's no way we can open it this way. Although in 1943, the U.S. Navy tried to force a break-in on the base, but it went wrong. ”

"But ......"

"No, whatever!" Director Hoover interrupted Alex. He said quickly, "All you need to do is crack the code on the manuscript." That could be one or more sets of numbers. You don't have to worry about anything else. I'm telling you seriously, don't bother with that! ”

Alex shrugged his shoulders and nodded helplessly. Although I think it's a little strange that they specially found themselves to crack the code, but considering that his recent performance is too eye-catching, it is estimated that mysterious organizations such as Freemasonry and Illuminati have paid attention, so it is natural that the FBI will ask him for help.

"We have asked many cryptographers to crack this manuscript, but unfortunately everyone has been able to succeed!"

After Director Hoover finished speaking, he walked over to the desk and pressed the button next to the phone: "Miss Gandy, please bring Document 13 to the office!" ”

"Excellent, Mr. Director!"

The voice on the phone was somewhat familiar, and when I thought about it, it turned out to be the lady who had led Alex here. However, judging from Director Hoover's words, this very old lady is not even married, otherwise Hoover would not have called her "Miss".

After a while, a gray-haired Miss Gandy walked in with a bag of papers, handed them to Hoover, and asked, "Is there anything else I need help with?" ”

Director Hoover said very kindly: "Thank you! Not for the time being! ”

Miss Gandy nodded, pushed the door open and walked out of the office. After Director Hoover watched her leave, he handed Alex the papers.

"This is the manuscript that Tesla left behind, you can only look at it here, and if you need people or tools or something, you can tell me. If you think it will take a long time and the room, you can also bring it up! ”

"Let me see it first!" Alex couldn't wait to open the file bag, and there were a total of more than a dozen manuscript papers inside, densely written a lot, in addition to words and artwork.

I flipped through it carefully, and the writing on it was very messy, some were design drafts related to electromagnetic equipment, some were memory fragments of daily life, some were wild thoughts, and even speculation about the unified force field of the universe and so on.

However, Alex still found a problem, he frowned and asked, "Why is this not the original?" ”

"Of course it's not the original, it's a highly realistic copy of the manuscript, and the original is still locked in the warehouse!"

"I have to see the original!" Alex said firmly.

Director Hoover stared into Alex's eyes and asked, "What is it for?" The original is exactly the same as this copy, and I don't think you need to look at the original to unlock the code! ”

Alex shook his head and said, "There is a big difference between the original and the copy!" After a pause, he continued: "I don't know if you can't make art at every turn, for example, there is a big difference between the original painting of a great painter and a counterfeit of it. Even though they seem to be the same, they are very different in what they can't see. ”

"That sounds interesting." Hoover groaned, wondering if Alex's words were fooling people.

"For example, some painters' works make people look as if they have their own souls, while fakes are just similar in form but not in spirit. It can be said that Mr. Tesla's level has far surpassed all scientists on the planet, and his works must have a soul of his own power! ”

After hearing this, Director Hoover seemed to have somewhat agreed with Alex. He thought for a moment and said, "If you want to see the original, it may be more troublesome, and you have to go through a certain procedure to get your hands on it." ”

"I'm still young, so there's plenty of time to wait!" Alex replied with a smile.

"Okay, then you go back and wait for the news, and we'll let you know!"

Alex nodded, put the copy in his hand on the table, turned to look at Hoover and said, "Then I'll wait for good news!" After he finished speaking, he naturally stretched out his right hand.

Director Hoover looked at his outstretched right hand, and hesitated for a second or two, not knowing what was going on in his mind, before finally extending his right hand as well.

It was a strong hand, and when Alex held it, he felt that something was wrong. In the past, when there was physical contact with someone, as long as it was his target, there would be an immediate transmission of an electric shock, big and small, long and short. This is based on the strength of the other party's soul information, and of course, only Alex himself can feel it.

But after shaking hands with Hoover today, nothing happened, there was no sense of electricity, and the puppets in the space were not activated.

What's going on? Could it be that the ability is not working?

The first time Alex encountered such a thing, he quietly shook hands with Hoover and said, "Then I'll take my leave!" ”

Director Hoover looked at Alex with a strange expression, and said with a smile on his face for the first time, "Okay, Miss Gandy will take you out!" ”

After saying that, the two let go of their hands, and Alex turned around and left, not daring to stay for another second. As for Director Hoover, he watched Alex leave, then looked down at his right palm, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a few seconds, Director Hoover pulled a white handkerchief out of his pocket and used it to carefully wipe his hand over and over again. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm dizzy these days! I went to the hospital to check that it was an inflammation of the external ear canal, and I took some medicine, but I don't know if the road is good!