"So, you've been deceived?"

In the living room, Susan changed into casual clothes, sat on the sofa, and after figuring out the ins and outs, her face was extremely ugly, and her mood sank to the bottom.

The C.I.A.'s Black Ops commandos came to New York on a classified mission.

This means that, apart from the parties involved, even within the CIA, only a few people know about it.

There are only a handful of senior executives who have access to mission details.

Even Susan herself didn't ask where the Black Ops commandos were located, how was their location revealed?

Could it be that there is a ghost inside the CIA?

"You don't think there's a problem?"

Susan's face was calm and annoyed, and her mind was full of thoughts, and all kinds of thoughts turned back and forth, and she asked, "Do you understand why you can't contact me?" ”

Hearing this, everyone in the Black Ops team looked at each other.

The captain hesitated for a moment and said, "The power supply outside your house has been destroyed, the telephone lines have been cut short, and we have found several electronic jammers outside......

Susan was stunned for a moment, and the fire in her stomach instantly held back again.

There was indeed a problem, and she didn't expect it to be her own problem.

"Fake, this bitch raised it!!"

Susan had a flash of inspiration, and now in New York, there is only one person who dares to do these small actions to herself.

She instantly understood the cause and effect, and her eyes were full of fire:

"Pushkin!!"

You don't have to think about it to know who is behind this incident.

Black Ops commandos were targeted as soon as they arrived in New York, and it was impossible for anyone but the other party to intervene.

After reacting, deeper doubts followed.

"How did Pushkin know you were coming to New York?"

Susan frowned: "Did someone leak the news, or did it ...... Was it just an accident? ”

“……”

The captain didn't answer, and he could see that Susan was just talking to herself, and didn't need anyone to answer.

"Pushkin will not play us for no reason."

Susan calmed down: "His provocation like this has no meaning except to provoke us, but will make us more vigilant against him...... Pushkin did not do meaningless things, there must have been some other purpose. ”

"Yes, I think so too."

The captain nodded solemnly.

After this experience, the contempt for Pushkin as a gang leader in his heart completely disappeared, and all that remained was doubt.

"But, he brought us to your house, and we'll come for ten minutes, and fifteen minutes at most, including the equipment time...... What is enough for him to do these fifteen minutes? ”

"Anyway, go back and see."

Susan had some speculations in her heart, and the ominous premonition grew stronger.

She was categorical and immediately decided:

"I'll go with you."

"Okay."

The captain greeted the team members, and the group set off again and embarked on the return journey.

However, when they returned to the hotel, they found several police cars parked downstairs, and fire trucks side by side, and the firefighters were standing on the ladder, holding water cannons to water the upper floors.

Everyone was stunned.

"That's our room?"

Some team members opened their eyes wide, looked at the location of the fire, and were dumbfounded: "Pushkin led us away just to set a fire to the place where we lived?" ”

"No, it's not our room, it's our upstairs."

The captain immediately made out the exact location, and a hint of inspiration flashed through his mind, as if he had thought of something.

Then.

Three cars were parked on the side of the road, attracting the attention of police officers who were evacuating the crowd.

Seeing them in full armor, the police were stunned.

"Hello, I'm George Stacey, the New York Police Department's Manhattan Precinct Chief."

His face was instantly serious: "Please show me your documents." ”

"CIA, Susan."

Susan stepped forward and handed over her papers.

Although she is retired, she still works as a consultant to the CIA.

“……”

George Stacey took the papers and made a phone call to confirm.

"You, Ms. Susan, as you can see, something is going on here."

After proving that the identities of Susan and the others were fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still serious: "Can you tell me why the CIA is here?" ”

"Confidential mission, inconvenient to disclose."

Susan stared at the upper floors of the building, where the smoke was billowing out, "Sheriff Stacey, what's going on here?" ”

"We were alerted not long ago that there was a shootout at this hotel and that someone had even used a grenade."

George said.

Suddenly, his communicator emitted a "zizi" electric sound, followed by the voice of a firefighter.

"Sheriff Stacey, maybe you should come up and take a look, we found four bodies at the scene......"

"Okay, I'll be right here."

After George responded, he looked at Susan and the others, not surprised at all: "This matter has something to do with your CIA......

"Nothing to do."

Susan was categorical: "This has nothing to do with the CIA, but we might be able to help you with something." ”

"Of course, I'm welcome."

George nodded.

The group took the elevator to room 2301 on the 23rd floor.

This luxurious room, under the scorching flames, the sofas, carpets, wine cabinets, tables and chairs, etc., were almost charred.

Several bodies were damaged to varying degrees.

The worst corpse was in the living room, unrecognizable, a blur of flesh.

Only the two bodies in the bedroom were still recognizable.

Susan and the others looked at the corpse and fell silent.

"Sheriff Stacey."

At this time, a police officer stepped forward to report: "Four bodies were found, the forensic doctor took a look at them, there were three deceased, died from a grenade explosion, and one died from a pistol shooting, and it is not yet possible to identify them." ”

"Ms. Susan, can you provide some additional information?"

George nodded in understanding, then looked at Susan and asked, "You know, it's important to us." ”

"Sorry, we don't know these four people."

Susan shook her head: "This matter has nothing to do with the CIA, this matter may just originate from ordinary gang fights." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

George Stacey frowned as he watched the group disappear from view, but said nothing.

He was just an ordinary sheriff and had no authority to force the C.I.A. to leak secrets.

However, since there is a CIA on the scene, the report will be easy to write after going back.

The black pot can't be carried on your head!

……

Walk out of the hotel.

Susan's face was clouded.

The captain knew why, he knew the four bodies in the room.

When he came to a safe position, and there were only his own people around, he whispered: "That's Ali and Kovacs, and the remaining two ......"

"Dave, and Resnick."

Susan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The four of them are Pushkin's target, this is revenge!" ”

Dave Four, who had just killed Teddy Renson on the front foot at the Slavi Club in Brooklyn, was killed in the hotel on the back foot......

"Pushkin knew where Dave and you were, and he even knew that neither of you knew about each other......"

Susan paused word by word, her tone trembling a little, I don't know if it was due to fear or anger.

"We've been tricked by a gangster scum?!"

"When did the CIA start to look like a ball to be rubbed?"

"When did even a gang leader dare to play such a trick with us?"

Susan muttered to herself, and the continuous inner torture made her grit her teeth and unconsciously clench her fists.

"This gangster scum must be made to pay immediately!!"