On the road to the CIA's paper document archive, there is a gate that requires a password.

The gate was tightly locked, and the code was changed every six hours, because behind it, the door guarded all the secrets of the CIA's past.

Frank and Sarah arrived at the door, and Sarah couldn't help but frown as she looked at the thick electronic combination lock on the door.

"Did the Russians give you the password?"

"No, the password here is changed every six hours, and they can't get it."

Frank said very calmly, as if he didn't care at all about the fact that the two of them were blocked from getting in.

However, while talking, Frank handed the large-brimmed hat of the general's military uniform in his hand to Sarah, and then he kicked hard against the wall next to the lock in Sarah's blank gaze.

A huge hole appeared in the wall, because this wall was not really a wall, but a plywood.

At the beginning of the construction of the CIA headquarters building, there was actually no place for this paper document archive, and this underground space was dug later, and the fact that there was a hole in the wall was also reported later.

Only a seasoned employee like Frank who has worked in the CIA for decades knows such a top secret — a certain bureau chief who has always forgotten the access code, so he simply leaves a little secret here that is convenient for him to enter and exit, so that he does not need to go back upstairs to someone to ask for the password.

Later, when the CIA began to digitize, the entire paper document archive was basically idle.

Because all the paper documents here are more or less blackened with markers for confidentiality, they cannot be entered into the system at all, but these important things cannot be thrown away as garbage, so they can only find a place and put them here.

The documents document the black history of the C.I.A. and require high levels of security, so the logistics department installed a door lock that changes the code every six hours.

But in reality, because so few people will use the archive, very few people will receive the corresponding password.

And Frank knew about it because he was familiar with the old guards of the archives, and he retracted his foot that had kicked open the wall, reached into the hole with his hand, and opened the complex electronic lock from the inside, and the thick metal door opened in response, revealing the space behind the door.

It was a cramped room, with prison-like iron bars on the walls and metal cabinets behind the balustrades.

In the center of the room was a desk, with a lamp and some messy office supplies, and behind the desk, an old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face sat looking at the two people who broke in with puzzled eyes.

It wasn't until Frank took the initiative to step forward and saw the familiar bald head that the old man's face suddenly showed a happy expression.

Mr. Henry, the caretaker of the archives, was an old friend of Frank when he was still working for the CIA, and the little secret next to the lock of the archive door was also told to him by the old guard.

When the old man saw Frank, he immediately stepped forward enthusiastically and grabbed Frank's hand, looking very familiar.

"Mr. Moses, long time no see—"

"It's been a long time, but I'm relieved to see that you're all right, and I want to see the file of the 1981 Guatemala operation."

Frank smiled, shook hands with his old friend Henry, and explained the purpose of his trip.

Hearing that Frank was going to Guatemala to act in the file, the expression on old Henry's face changed instantly, and he seemed to be a little surprised, but he quickly turned around and walked into the iron fence and took out a thick document.

Getting the file, Frank opened it and glanced at it, and found that there was a very familiar satellite photo on the floating head, which was San Benito, the small village that had been slaughtered.

Frank didn't look closely, and when he got the file, he directly put the folder under his armpit, there were so many files that he couldn't read them for a while.

"Yesterday a young man from the Field Service came to me and asked me for your file, and I saw his badge, his name is William Cooper."

"Isn't it a young man with a very dragging hairstyle?"

"It's quite a drag, but I think that kid has the aggressiveness we had when we were younger."

Hearing the words of his old friend Henry, a strange smile appeared on Frank's face, since he was on the CIA's must-kill list, the young man from the field department had been chasing after him.

I put him together before, and the assassination team at the airport later is estimated to be commanded by that kid behind his back, but that kid's ability ...... It can only be said that the development is ambitious, and the future can be expected.

"Protect yourself, Henry, take care."

"You too, Mr. Moses."

Saying goodbye to his old friend, Frank walked over to Sarah, who had been standing on the edge without even saying a word.

He put the document on the 1981 Guatemala operation in Sarah's hand and asked Sarah to put it in her bag, but a strange smile appeared on her face, as if she had something new in mind.

It was now the fourth day that William Cooper had received the order to kill Frank Moses.

In the past four days, a lot has actually happened, at the beginning, William Cooper, who was in charge of this operation, once sent an assassination team to kill Frank at home, but Frank killed all of them, and he went on the field in person, and was also set up by the other party.

The assassination team at the airport was also sent by him, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by an unknown killer who killed him halfway, not only did he not kill Frank, but he was also completely wiped out by the other party in a short period of time, and he used two CIA logistics teams just to collect the corpse for them and clean up the aftermath.

The boss has been urging William Cooper to get rid of Frank Moses as soon as possible.

However, the above obviously overestimated William Cooper's ability, and also underestimated an experienced old agent who had decades of experience doing dirty work for the CIA, and was middle-aged but not left behind.

But in the end, since the bigwigs above have been urging, William Cooper has to do it hard, no matter how much pressure he has.

But Frank Moses has disappeared directly since the failed assassination at the airport, and even the CIA's channel network cannot find him, which makes William Cooper very difficult, and he is in his office, scratching his head at the information gathered from all sides, and he has no idea what to do.

However, suddenly, he suddenly heard a voice behind him, suddenly?

When William Cooper turned his head, he was surprised to find—

I searched for a day and a night, but I didn't find anything, and Frank Moses, a senior veteran agent who couldn't figure out his whereabouts, actually appeared behind him and hung a set of army green army general ceremonial uniforms on his hanger.

Moreover, the other party's face still had a sarcastic expression.