"OK, rest early, Hannah will keep you safe these days."

Jack, who got the information, turned his face ruthlessly, picked up Hannah and went into the bedroom, leaving Taylor in the living room with a crazy face, just kidding, he was all ready to fly, he was teased again just now, and it was very hard to endure it now.

It's rare to get a good night's sleep, Jack didn't get up until ten o'clock, and he almost didn't laugh out loud when he saw Taylor drinking coffee with panda eyes in the kitchen.

Hannah's large refrigerator was empty except for milk and a few bags of snacks, and as the so-called clever husband could not cook without rice, Jack could not change it to eat, no matter how much he could bear it.

After ordering a takeout for brunch for the two girls, Jack drove straight out and called Braxton to ask him and Chris to help clean up the basement without forgetting to drive away the Firebird left in the garage.

Tim and John had arranged for the Wolf brothers to help open the cordon as soon as the Wolf brothers arrived, allowing them to enter the scene.

When I returned to the BAU office, I saw a busy scene, almost everyone had mobile phones in their hands, phone after phone, and Emily, who was looking down at the Chinese documents in her hand, almost hit Jack head-on.

"You've just arrived, I've found out about the relationship between the two families and Byron Delaney, and why Doyle murdered them."

"Is it because they were all former employees of CWS? My guess is that they were all involved in the capture of Doyle. Jack smiled and handed her a cup of coffee.

Emily looked suspiciously at the fax she had just received in her hand, she had barely slept all night last night, and was busy contacting the few former colleagues who were still in Europe, and finally got the information on it.

"I also have my channel." Jack had nothing to hide, and told her what Tyler Kelly had heard.

Emily shrugged and handed the information to Jack, "Byron Delaney, Ron Cosenza, and Kelly Fagan were all former CWS operatives and were involved in the operation.

I didn't know much about it at the time, but now it seems that it was the CWS behind them who forced me to hand over Doyle's son Diclan in the first place. ”

"And these." Rosie yawned and walked over to the two of them with a tired look and threw a folder in his hand on the table.

"Prudent people always keep important files within easy reach, especially those that are at stake, so last night I went to Byron Delaney's house again and found them in a wall mezzanine."

Jack opened the file bag, which contained two photographs and some documents.

The first photo shows only two people, Byron Delaney and a thin old man, and the second photo shows a heavily armed squad, two of whom are Ron Kosenza and Kelly Fagan.

Rhett on the side also came over and carefully looked at the street sign on the second photo, "This is Cyrillic?" ”

"Filthy Klan, Zhytomyr, exactly? Where is this? "Jack's level of Russian is not bad, although he has not learned Dirt Kran, but it is not a big problem to distinguish a few words, after all, the difference between the two is probably equivalent to Mandarin and dialects.

Rossi had apparently looked up the clues, "Zhytomyr is a remote town in the northwest of Dirt Kran, where there is a secret prison, and it is clear that Doyle has been held there by the CWS all these years. ”

"Is this our overseas prison?" Red wondered.

"No one will admit the existence of this prison." Rossi's expression was subtle.

Inside the document was a copy of a secret agreement, blacked out so much that it was barely legible that it was about the hunt for Doyle.

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An hour later, Hodchner put down the phone, got up and walked out of the office, "Jack, Emily, go downstairs in 10 minutes for SCIF." ”

The full name of the so-called SCIF is "Sensitive Information Isolation Facility", which can prevent personnel eavesdropping, telephone eavesdropping, and computer illegal intrusion, and is an effective facility to ensure the security and confidentiality of the meeting.

It's similar to the large "Faraday cage" used by the CIA in the Russian agent case, except that it's a mobile version, and the FBI office, which is more akin to a bank vault, is hidden deep underground.

Jack and Emily walked into the elevator and typed the temporary authorization code on the keypad, and the elevator went down, -1, -2, until the light with no number on it lit.

The elevator door opened, and through a narrow hallway, the two met Hodchner and Rossi waiting for the door.

Hodgner pushed open the heavy steel door of the SCIF, revealing a rectangular conference table with four white men in suits and leather shoes sitting at one end of the table.

Across the table, in the direction of the doorway, was a thin, white-haired old man, who looked exactly like the one he had taken with Byron Delaney, but looked older.

Before the four of them could sit down, the white-haired old man, who had the posture of a superior person, had a stern face and asked a series of questions.

"What the hell is it that is in such a hurry to call us here? Why would BAU be interested in CWS? We've never worked with the FBI, have we? ”

"Put away your set, Dreyer, haven't we dealt with each other much?" Rosie slammed back unceremoniously, and at this time, the aura he exuded was far superior to that of the other party, making the three of Jack look sideways.

"Smack!" Hodchner threw out a bag of papers and landed right in front of Dreyer.

"When you put a gag order on the Los Angeles media, you should know why, these are your retired employees, right? Look at what happened to them now. ”

Dreyer opened the file bag and saw a series of photographs, all taken at the scene of the murder of the two families in Cosenza and Fagan.

The horrific photos of the charred corpse made Dreyer gasp, looked at two at random, and quickly closed them, handing them to a man with glasses who didn't know if it was his assistant or a lawyer.

"Do you want more? I have here a picture of your old friend Byron Delaney lying at the scene of the crime, who was lucky, at least not to be cremated after death, although you warned him, but unfortunately it was too late. ”

Hodgner said, waving the few remaining file bags in his hand.

Dreyer took a deep breath, rubbed his old face vigorously, looked at Rosie, and replied in a low voice after a while, "It's all business, you know David, it's all business, although it's really unsightly." ”

Rossi was unmoved, "Tell me, Kelly Fagan, Ron Cosenza, and Byron Delaney were once your employees, and since you have placed a gag order, you must have started an investigation." ”

"We have 40,000 employees around the world, and we work from the Middle East to Antarctica, and it takes months to look them all up, so if you want to know the answer, why don't you go straight to the biggest employer, and we all work for it, don't we?"

Dreyer changed his face again, barely squeezing out a smile on his face, like a philistine businessman.

"The mission they took on was protected by a multinational official secret agreement, even if I wanted to"

Rosie gave Hodchner a look, and the latter slapped all the file bags on the table and pushed them over.

"Is this an agreement? Hunting down Northern Ireland terrorist Ian Doyle, nicknamed 'Valhalla', and sent him to a secret prison in Dirty Crane seven years ago in collaboration with JTF-12, you think we're going to ask you about that?

These employees of yours have been killed on American soil, and these militants are trained to not only attack FBI agents, but even dare to find them and use RPGs to completely destroy his home.

Doyle is here for your company, not the federal government, and that's your responsibility. ”

Dreyer was so frightened by Rosie's words that he couldn't speak, so he quickly reached out and took the file bags and looked through them, and while looking at them, he turned his head sideways and whispered to the other two people beside him.

When he spoke again, although he deliberately raised his voice, he had a little more of a strong taste.

"It has nothing to do with us, we are also victims, you know, our activities in the country are restricted, and after the murder of those two families, I have done everything I could."

Rosie knew that the heat was almost over, and leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression, "Alright, Dreyer, as I said, this is not the first time we've dealt with each other.

This is Emily Plantis, she used to use the name Lauren Reynolds, even if you don't recognize her, you will always remember this name, right?

You tried to break through Doyle's son Diclan by torturing him and forcing him to speak, but Plantis has done it another way, but she and your employees have also been targeted for revenge. ”

After hearing these words, Dreyer's old face became cloudy, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be full of struggle in his heart.

Hodgner finally swung his hammer and hammered the last nail on the coffin board.

"Considering the current situation facing your company, and out of courtesy and respect for your many contributions to your country over the years, nothing we discuss in this room will be recorded as if nothing had happened.

But once you get out of this room, the FBI still thinks that you lack sincerity and cooperation, and all the responsibility will be borne by you. ”

"OK, OK, what do you want?" Dreyer's old face finally couldn't hold back, and he said in a loud voice.

(End of chapter)