Friday, 11:30 p.m., FBI Washington Headquarters, Investigation Group 13, Office of the Leader.

Looking at the black document in his hand, the corners of Luo An's mouth twitched, his face was full of speechlessness, he looked up at Roland and asked:

"What do you mean by that?"

Rowland smiled and explained:

"This is the sincerity of our CIA.

In the case of Salles, Team Leader Roan needs to lead the team out of the Federation, and the FBI's internal database may not be of much help.

With this certificate, Team Leader Luo An can directly log in to the CIA's internal database to check information, which is easier and faster. ”

Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Roland quietly for a few seconds, then nodded, and put away the black document casually.

He already had the credentials of five other departments, not worse than the CIA, and he didn't have to worry about being ordered by the CIA to do the mission, Mr. Clement and FBI Director Robert couldn't pass the CIA.

And there are also advantages to holding CIA documents, such as sometimes you can put on a vest and throw a black pot.

In addition to the CIA documents, there was also a disc in a box.

Taking out some retro-style discs, Roan asked:

"What is this?"

"There's some information about Salles."

Roland took a sip of his coffee and replied:

"The CIA's database, like the FBI database, has internal levels, and many intelligence levels are not enough to view, and even some information is not entered into the system at all, and has been stored in the form of paper materials.

The contents of this disc are the information that we don't have enough access to and can't view, and my boss recorded it on the disc, and I'll give it to you.

The disc can only be viewed once, and the content will be erased and destroyed after viewing. ”

"Wow."

Luo An raised his eyebrows, looked carefully at the retro disc in his hand, and asked with a smile:

"Your CIA equipment is really complete, and the glasses, watches, etc. in the movie that will explode after the mission are also true?"

"I haven't seen a watch that blew itself up, but there are watch-style bombs that will explode by remote control."

Roland smiled, then stood up and pulled out a square metal box the size of a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, which opened to reveal a thin-looking piece of metal the size of a fingernail.

"This is a positioning device that our CIA agents wear when they go out."

Roland briefly introduced the metal sheet, saying that this is a positioning device developed by the CIA's science and technology department.

Due to the lack of energy, the metal sheet will send out a signal every 30 minutes after activation, and the rest of the time is silent.

If there is a signal jammer or similar equipment on site, the positioning device will also fail to send a signal.

After the introduction, Roland handed the metal box to Luo Ann and said with a smile:

"My suggestion is that after leaving the Federation, Team Leader Roan will equip the positioning device and swallow it in his stomach."

"Swallow it?"

Luo An raised his eyebrows, shook the metal box in his hand, and asked:

"You CIA agents, do you have to take it when you're out on the road?"

"About fifty percent, if you carry out a covert operation, you will not take it."

"Won't it be accidentally excreted during action?"

"We, the CIA's scientific and technological research and development, have considered this problem, so we have already carried out relevant designs."

Rowland shook his head and replied:

"It will never be accidentally discharged."

"And what about the end of the operation?"

Luo An spread his hands and asked:

"How do you get it out?"

After coming to the Federation for so long, it was really the first time that Luo An had encountered this kind of high-tech product, and he would definitely not trust the other party without figuring out the specific situation.

"Uh......"

When Roan's question fell, Roland showed a somewhat unnatural expression on his face, and replied with a light cough:

"Most of the time, it will be excreted naturally within a month.

If you are not at ease or in a hurry, you can use Smiron venting. ”

“……”

Hearing Roland's answer, Luo An was speechless for a moment, and put the metal box aside in disgust.

Smelon devastation, a common drug in the federal territory, is mainly used by doctors to stimulate the intestines and treat patients with constipation.

If non-constipated patients use the drug, the effect can only be said to be a thousand miles, and those who are not soft on their feet and walk out of the bathroom on their own are tough guys.

Without discussing the metallic thing, Luo Ann asked Mona to find a computer that could play the disc, and then Mona left, and Luo Ann inserted the retro disc into it.

The contents of the disc are photographs and messages of two men and one woman, all of whom are senior MI6 agents.

The CIA suspects that one of the three of them is the thigh behind Salles, and the exact one cannot be confirmed for the time being, and it is up to Roan to investigate it himself.

Just as Luo An was carefully reading the information of the three of them, there was a sudden knock on the door of the team leader's office, and then Racy stretched out half of her body, shook the folder in her hand, and said with a smile:

"Luo An, the document for the establishment of the special investigation team has officially come down."

“Good。”

After opening the file and looking at it, Luo An grinned, and said directly without nonsense:

"Half an hour later, get off work early today, everyone go back and pack up and prepare, we will leave tomorrow!"

"No problem!"

Lacey replied loudly and immediately left the team leader's office to make an announcement.

Five minutes later, the contents of the disc were automatically destroyed, and Roland left the 13th Investigation Team office.

Luo An put the CIA documents, metal sheets, and the establishment documents of the special investigation team in a row, thought for a moment, and suddenly the corners of his mouth were torn, and he put them all away and left the team leader's office.

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The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, Roan took Mona, Lacey, Winslow, Chenellele, Michelle, and CIA agent Roland, who had joined the temporary team, on a plane from Washington, D.C., to Texas, one of the southernmost states in the Union.

The plane was fast, and the group arrived in Texas four hours later.

They didn't have much luggage, except for underwear and guns and ammunition to protect themselves.

"Wow."

Walking out of the airport, seeing people coming and going on the street, with weapons such as pistols or rifles on their waists and backs, and even a bunch of people carrying spears on their backs to buy hamburgers not far away, Mona's eyelids trembled:

"I felt like I had come to the 19th century West."

"That's why Texas has a lower crime rate than many federal states."

Lacey smiled, stretched out her hand and pointed at the policeman who was patrolling not far away, patted Mona on the shoulder, and said:

"In Texas, if you're going to rob, it's not necessarily the police who knock you down, it's more likely that you're passing by with a rifle on your back."

Texas has about 600,000 civilian guns, more firepower than many small countries on the planet.

Moreover, 600,000 is only the number of registered and legal guns, and it is impossible to count the illegal ones, and no one knows how many there are.

Temporarily rented an eight-seater MPV, the group drove to the hotel that had been booked in advance, at seven o'clock in the evening, Luo An took a group of agents from the 13th investigation team, went to the hotel's cafeteria for dinner, Roland ate a few bites of steak, and asked casually:

"The nearest border checkpoint is less than forty kilometers from here, when are we leaving the Federation?"

"Tonight."

After dinner, he went back to his room to rest, and drove out of the hotel at eleven o'clock in the evening, and in the dark night, Winslow drove everyone all the way south.

The further south you go, the more desolate the landscape becomes, leaving nothing but yellow-brown dirt and yellow grass on either side of the road in the light of the headlights of the cars.

The wind outside the car was a little impatient, but inside the car was very quiet, except for Winslow, who was driving, the rest of the people closed their eyes and recuperated, and no one spoke.

After being silent for a long time, Luo An suddenly asked:

"Winslow, how far is it from the border checkpoint?"

"There's still about ten kilometers to go."

"OK, stop."

Hearing this order, Roland, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes a little puzzled, and then he saw Roan holding a black hood in his hand, which the kidnappers used to cover the victim's head, and grinned at him.

Roland: "??!! ”

(End of chapter)