After two failed arrest attempts in succession, the Gravewind team was not assigned to the next mission, but was recalled to the CIA headquarters in Langley, and even the head James Savoy was called back for questioning, but the atmosphere at the headquarters was not quite right.

In fact, it is normal for the atmosphere to be wrong, because the immediate superior of the Tomb Wind Squad, former CIA Director Harold Ettinger, disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown, but it coincided with the dual authorization of the White House and Congress to ask former Director Harold to be temporarily suspended and subject to investigation.

No one knew what was going on, because even the current director of the CIA was not qualified to ask about Director Harold's affairs, but no one could be found at this critical juncture, so that the current director of the CIA was forced to come forward and really learn about the Gravewind Squad.

In the Director's office, Agent James Savoy, the head of the Gravewind Squad, was on the edge of his seat at this time, because in front of him, there were too many black materials, photos, documents, and accountability letters of former Director Harold and the Tombwind team's actions on the table.

You must know that the actions of the Tombwind Squad belong to the Black Ops, as a part of the Black Ops, no matter what they do outside, the CIA will basically not care, but if they want to be held accountable, it means that their actions are exposed.

For security reasons, all those involved in the execution of the Black Ops will be abandoned by the above.

"Violating the ban, trading power for money, blackmailing allies, treason against the enemy - you guys are making a big move, although I said I wouldn't interfere, but now, now that Congress and the White House have sent accountability opinions, I can't pretend not to see it."

Thomas, the black director of the CIA, was sitting behind his desk with a cold smile on his swarthy face, having been favored by his predecessor, Harold Ettinger, to become the head of the CIA, but now the situation was different.

The accountability opinions from Congress and the White House have exceeded the scope of his ability, and the wall is pushed by everyone, very simply, in order to maintain his current status and rights, he can pretend not to see what the Tomb Wind Team is doing, and naturally he can also give his old club a knife in the back.

"Sir, we have absolutely no traitorous enemies, this is slander, absolutely slander!"

Hearing Director Thomas's words, Agent Savoy hurriedly denied it.

The nature of the traitorous enemy is not trivial, and he absolutely cannot bear such a charge.

"When your behavior is contrary to the interests of the United States, no matter what you say, they can put the charge of treason against your opponent, but you don't have to worry, whether these charges will really be implemented is just a matter of the words of the big people above."

Director Thomas sneered and waved his hand, as if he had expected Savoy to choose to argue.

"According to the handling opinions conveyed by Congress and the White House - the Grave Wind Team temporarily suspends all activities, waiting for a special investigator to come and take over, what you have to do is to assist the other party in their work, and then everything is as usual, I still won't ask anything."

"To put it simply, the matter of Cybertron's alien metal lifeforms, as well as your Tomb Wind Squad, have all been transferred to the White House."

But then, Director Thomas's words made Savoy's eyes widen involuntarily.

As he spoke, the phone on his desk rang suddenly.

"Sir, there's a gentleman from the Intelligence Analysis Office of the Bureau of Territorial Strategy who wants to see you."

The phone came the respectful voice of the receptionist in the reception hall at the entrance to the CIA's Langley headquarters.

"Looks like we're waiting for someone who's here—let him in."

Director Thomas did not hide this call, but directly answered the phone on hands-free, so Savoy in the office naturally heard what the receptionist was saying on the phone, but then, Savoy's face involuntarily showed a little surprise.

The Bureau of Territorial Strategy is not a simple place, in terms of status, it is an intelligence unit at the same level as the CIA, but it belongs to a different system, and the president of the United States is their greatest confidence, with very high authority, many employees, and deep hiding.

According to the director, the Tomb Wind Squad and the Tomb Wind Team's pursuit of Transformers have been transferred to the White House from today, and the current visitor from the Intelligence Analysis Office of the Territorial Strategy Bureau is probably his new superior.

Thinking of this, Agent Savoy's heart was inexplicably a little cramped, he didn't know who this new superior was, and he didn't know what the future work of the Tomb Wind Team would be, but he knew very well that if he didn't cooperate with the other party well, his end would not be good.

After a brief wait, there was a knock on the door of the director's office.

"Please come in—"

With the creak of the solid wood door panels being pushed open, a young Asian face appeared in front of Director Thomas and Agent Savoy, dressed in a modest navy blue suit with his name written on the badge on his chest, Rick Lim.

"What, how could it be you, how is this possible?!"

The moment he saw Lin Cheng, Agent Savoy couldn't sit still anymore and stood up from the sofa in shock.

He never imagined that the CIA intelligence department worked overtime for two days and two nights without finding it, rescued the ambulance in front of them, bought Optimus Prime in the hands of Cade Eagle, and almost wiped out the entire Tombwind team, would actually appear in the CIA's director's office.

And, if nothing else, this guy who was once judged an enemy by the Savoy agents, or a traitor to humanity, is the new superior of the Tombwind Squad - how does this make Savoy accept this, how can he accept it?!

At this moment, in Savoy's mind, the strings called sanity almost snapped.

Lin Cheng didn't pay attention to the Savoy agent next to him who was full of surprise, horror and even anger, but looked at the CIA director behind the desk, Thomas, with a faint smile on his face, slowly stepped forward and shook hands with the director gently.

"Thank you for your support and cooperation in our work, Director Thomas."

"Hello, Mr. Commissioner, welcome to CIA headquarters."

Seeing Lin Cheng's polite attitude, Director Thomas also smiled and behaved very decently.

"Without further ado, we have to get to work as soon as possible, and I think you've received the news that I won't go into too much detail about the violation of the ban by former CIA Director Harold Ettinger, the trading of power for money, treason against state enemies, and crimes against humanity."

"The point is where his disappearance went, who he had secret ties to, and that's the focus of our next investigation, and we have to solve this matter before the public knows about the CIA scandal, and I mean that — solve it."

Lin Cheng immediately couldn't wait to speak.