"The FBI has just lost two of its best agents, and their loss of Maggie Bell and Omar Zidan as honored and respected members of our family over the past few years is devastating for us and all the citizens they have served.

Until those killers are tried, all agents in our New York office will cancel their vacations"

In front of countless microphones and cameras, Dana Moge looked serious and gave a briefing in a heavy tone to a group of media reporters for more than ten minutes.

She recalled the tragic bombing yesterday afternoon, expressed her condolences to the deceased who was killed in this case, expressed condolences to the families of the deceased, and then briefly introduced the lives of the next two detectives who unfortunately gave their lives in the process of protecting the citizens.

"Excuse me, do you have any suspicions now?" A female reporter raised her hand to ask.

"Yes, the specific progress of the case, and the next is for Senior Agent Jack Tawoller, who is in charge of the case, to answer your questions." Dana Moge stepped out of the way and tilted her head to signal Jack, who had been standing behind her, to step forward.

Although it was just a simple temporary press conference, the setting was quite rudimentary, there were no tables or chairs, and in the small conference room, everyone was standing, and more than 20 reporters from various media and television stations gathered around a small podium.

But two lives, Jack is also the first time to officially face the news media, saying that he is not nervous is absolutely false, under the flashing lights one after another, in the face of dozens of pairs of eyes, no matter how strong the psychological quality is, it is inevitable that people are a little frightened.

Squeezing the thin folder in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh as the Public Affairs Office gave him a list of questions from reporters he might meet, and 99 percent of them said they had no comment or nothing to do with the case.

Jack's appearance caused a small commotion, and reporters were surprised, who had been speculating about the identity of the young man who looked excessively tender.

Judging from the image and temperament, most people think that this may be a new rookie agent in the Public Affairs Office, and it is likely that he will be the new spokesman of the FBI's New York office.

There are a few younger female reporters who have taken out a small mirror and secretly touched up their makeup, wanting to leave a good impression on this newcomer, if they can have a good relationship with such a handsome guy, they may be able to get an exclusive channel, in case they can go further.

Of course, there are also a few male reporters who are quite disapproving, this young man looks handsome, but his face is scruffy, and although the suit and shirt on his body do not look cheap, they are crumpled and dirty, and he looks very unprofessional.

As a result, as soon as they heard Dana Moge's introduction, this person was already a senior detective, and he was also the person in charge of the current big case, and they all became excited, and the originally low discussion suddenly became louder, scrambling to ask questions.

A beautiful female reporter tried to squeeze away from the crowd of reporters, and before she spoke, she didn't forget to pull her expensive professional suit hard, revealing her career line more clearly, "Can you ask Senior Agent Jack Tawolle about his age first, you really look very young." ”

The reporters around her burst into laughter, Jack was a little numb, why was the first question not in the prompt? Obviously, there are so many dense lists on it.

Trying to recall the press conferences of those Seris diplomatic celestial groups that he saw on video in his previous life, Jack cleared his throat and replied, "25 years old, I hope you will ask questions about the theme of this press conference, and if there are similar questions later, I will refuse to answer." ”

The eyes of the reporters present lit up, the 25-year-old senior FBI agent, not to mention unique, it is also quite rare, everyone wrote the name Jack Tawol in their shorthand books, and planned to check out the resume of this person after they returned.

The next person to be named was a male reporter, who was much more professional and did not waste his opportunity to ask questions, "May I ask if the two killed FBI happened to be at the scene during the bombing yesterday, or did they learn some information in advance?" ”

"Of the clues we know so far, we have found no possibility of a deliberate attack on the FBI agents, who happened to be in the vicinity on other missions.

After receiving the alarm, they rushed to the scene as fast as they could, trying to help evacuate the civilians in the apartment, which I saw with my own eyes! No one expected a second bombing, and they faithfully fulfilled the oath they had made when they joined the FBI. ”

Jack did not answer the question directly, but introduced the actual situation at the time in the way of expounding the facts, so as to avoid being deliberately misinterpreted, which was learned by watching the video at the beginning.

His words were quite informative, and someone immediately asked, "So you were there at the time?" ”

Jack hesitated, nodded, and there was a burst of discussion again.

A well-informed reporter immediately asked, "Agent Tawolle, I interviewed 26 Fire Brigade Captain Owen Strand this morning, and he said that there was an FBI agent who saved him and another civilian before the apartment collapsed, is that agent Ling?" ”

This question was completely beyond the plan prepared by the public office, and Jack subconsciously glanced at Dana Moge beside him, who nodded slightly without a trace.

"Yes, Captain Owen Strand is a hero, he and his teammates have been trying to save other people's lives from start to finish, and I just happened to be there."

Jack paused, feeling that the reporters' questions were a little off, getting farther and farther away from a certain purpose that Dana Moge had discussed with him, and quickly emphasized it again.

"Please ask your questions around the theme of this conference, otherwise I will refuse to answer any questions that follow."

Finally, a reporter asked the key question, "May I ask if the other car bombing that happened in front of the Mexie Club last night and the unexploded bomb at the Clinton Community Sports Center this morning were all committed by the same group?" ”

Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Yes, we have sufficient evidence, and it is only a matter of time before we capture all the suspects." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Dana Moge stepped forward and interrupted the other reporters who tried to continue asking questions, "That's all I can tell at the moment, thank you very much." ”

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"I'll just say it's not difficult, you're doing great." In the office, Dana More looked at Jack with a smile and a little embarrassed looking after pulling off his tie.

This guy behaved quite calmly at the press conference, but as soon as he returned to the office, white smoke rose like a freshly baked turkey.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I'm really fit for this kind of situation, it's more exciting than shooting at a group of militants."

Jack took the water poured by the female leader herself, and drank it in one gulp, and he couldn't help but feel stunned at the thought that he might often appear on such occasions in the future.

"Young people, after a few more experiences, they will get used to it." A familiar voice came from the doorway, and the IRS (Internal Revenue Service) superintendent Ray King, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was surprisingly there.

(End of chapter)