Xuela, who had just woken up, jumped to Xu Chuan, who had just returned from the gym.
Xu Chuan reached out to hold the other person and replied with a smile, "I'm back in the middle of the night, you're sleeping like a pig."
"Ha", Xuela took a light bite on his neck, and then said in his ear, "I washed it very clean yesterday..."
Xu Chuan's muscles tightened instantly, then he walked to the bed and threw the person up.
It’s already time to take it as a supplement to morning exercises.
Xuela giggled and got up from the bed as she watched the other person take off her T-shirt, she leaned over and put her hand on the other person's abs.
Her fingers scratched the interlaced scars on it, and every time she saw these, she felt her body was hot.
Xu Chuan looked at the other party kissing a scar on his waist, and then felt a cold slipping up, which made his muscles shake.
Hiss, Xu Chuan reached out to grab the other person's hair and pulled the person up. He lowered his head and printed it on him while the other person was sobbing, and quickly grabbed the cool and tender one...
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There was chaos in the NYPD headquarters in New York, and from last night to the early morning, they received countless calls from the police.
The specific situation has been almost confirmed. During that period, at least eight vicious cases occurred in New York, and at least twenty-five people died.
But the human tissue of fourteen people was shoveled out from the warehouse in New York Harbor. Yes, it was shoveled out by forensic shovels.
Someone used the directional thunder group to destroy the Han Guo Gang members in the port.
This incident even alarmed the people of the Department of Homeland Security, which means that the commander has paid attention. Now the NYPD man, the eldest son, is almost pulling out his hair.
Of course, the FBI has intervened in the case. Luke Hobbs did not sleep all night. Looking at the photos of the crime scene, he was basically sure that it was done by a group of people.
These people have undergone rigorous military training and are well-equipped. Although they are very moved, they act accurately and cautiously.
The deceased were obviously dealt with according to the plan. After killing, they used incendiary bombs and gasoline for arson. There was no bullet case left at the scene, let alone other traces.
Now I can only see if I can find any clues from the wreckage of the explosives.
What Hobbes is now wondering is that these people can do this silently, so why do they have to do so with such a big fanfare that everyone in New York knows.
"Luke", an FBI colleague knocked on the glass door of Hobbes' office, "The results of the explosives have come out."
Hobbs stood up from the chair and watched the other party hand over a document with complicated expressions.
"We found the target by the number on the explosive remains, but it should be lying in the Army warehouse in Kandahar now."
"WTF?" Hobbs took the document and started to look through it, and then he knew that this was in trouble.
They could only report this matter up. Hobbs was not stupid. This thing involved the military, but he knew very well what those soldiers could do.
Contact the hottest news before. The Pierce family's foundation is suspected of reselling arms with the military. Hobbs has already smelled the conspiracy here.
...
Vice President Robert Stanton just put down the phone and his CIA people told him two things.
The first is the information about Long Kui's plan that Percy asked him for before. The CIA told him that there was no such plan at all, let alone any information.
The second is what happened last night. The FBI has found out that the source of the explosives is likely to be related to the Pierce Foundation.
As a competitor in the file, no matter what the facts are, this time is definitely a very good opportunity to hit the other party.
Percy did a good job, and the vice president was still very satisfied with this cooperation. He had already attributed the matter to the other party.
But he didn't care about the Long Kui plan. Maybe Percy remembered it wrongly or the Long Kui plan was too high to reach his people.
Anyway, now is the perfect time to deal with Madeline, and everything else has to make way for this matter.
He picked up the landline and asked his secretary to prepare the car, and he was going to meet several people.
Madeleine Pierce on the other side also received the news, which caught her off guard.
"It's very likely that Percy and the others did, and we have reliable news that he worked with the vice president."
During this period, Amanda has been helping the other party clean up some of the Pierce Foundation's hands, and it has been almost done.
At this point in time, the Pierce family was once again pushed to the forefront, and the biggest suspect must be the vice president.
And the person who handles does not think of others at all.
Hanging up the phone, Amanda looked at Sean Pierce sitting in front of him, "It seems that we really need to get rid of Percy."
Sean Pierce, who had a serious face, also looked at the other person, a woman who could hardly hide his disgust.
"There is no accurate evidence that Percy did it."
"Some things do not require evidence at all. We all know what Percy will do and the destructive power he has, aren't we?"
Sean Pierce understood that this woman was eager to solve her major problem.
"And, Sean, you are not my surveillance officer now."
Sean Pierce took a deep breath, "Yes, Ms. Amanda, just do what you want."
He did not forget that he was not here to fight for power with the other party. He is now a nail that has been hit. As long as he finds the right opportunity, he can cooperate with the Secret Service to win the place.
As for dealing with Percy, just treat it as mutual use, that guy is also very threatening.
Sean walked to his former seat, and the screen in front of him was still reporting related news.
Having said that, in this case, he still thinks it has nothing to do with Percy.
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Langley, Virginia.
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A truck Rinikita obviously put on makeup and applied some material to his face, changing his appearance to a certain extent.
And Frank Moses was the same, and he even added a wig to himself.
If Xu Chuan saw it, he would probably laugh to death.
"Are you sure we can get in?"
Frank doubted today's action, "I still think my method should be used."
"Use the identity information and pass keys provided to you by the Russians?" Nikita mocked her, "How long hasn't you been back to Langley? Do you think it was twenty years ago?"
This time they were preparing to sneak into Langley's CIA headquarters and find information from the secret database that could prove Robert Stanton.
Frank just smiled in the face of the other party's ridicule, "You're right, I haven't been back for many years."
Getting off the truck, both of them were wearing capable suits, and Frank seemed to have become much younger after putting on makeup.
Nikita was wearing a briefcase and dressed in a secretary.
Two people walked towards the gate of the CIA headquarters one after another.
"Your ID card", Nikita handed Frank a document with his photo.
"Can we get in?" Frank took the ID in his hand and took a look.
"Of course not." Nikita didn't say much. This document was just a cover, focusing on the back door implanted by Berkhoff in the CIA system.
Frank shrugged and walked straight towards the door.
Of course, the CIA will have security checks. After strictly checking the two people's personal belongings, Frank was not confidently putting the ID card in the recognition area.
After waiting for almost five seconds, the security door finally opened and the security officer signaled him to pass.
Nikita followed the same operation.
"Is this what you mean by high technology?"
Frank tidied up his top, and was still a little nervous just now.
"Ha." Nikita pushed the glasses on her face. There was no way that Berkhof needed to tamper with data in real time, not only the identity ID but also facial recognition.
“Where are we going now?”
After coming in, I needed to listen to Frank's arrangements. Nikita really didn't know where the secret archive was.
"It is located thirty meters underground and holds all information that cannot be disclosed or destroyed."
Frank found a special elevator with a familiarity, "I hope your technical support can help us reach our destination smoothly."
Nikita held his right hand on his glasses. This little thing integrates a communication module. Burkhoff can see the current situation through a micro camera and can accurately locate their locations.
"Wait a minute, it'll be fine soon."
Berkhoff is connecting to Langley's server via satellite at Umbrella's headquarters. Due to data transmission, there will be a delay of 3-5 seconds.
The elevator door opened smoothly shortly after a while, and the two walked in. The fingerprint and iris needed to be verified here, but it was obvious that it was impossible for them to pass.
"alright."
Burkhoff and his team quickly found the elevator control program and passed the verification with the legal identity in the database.
"You guys have to hurry up. I need to clean up all the traces, otherwise it will be easy for the other party to catch the tail."
If they can only use it once after a long time of use, and if they are used by others, their boss will definitely be unhappy.
Nikita didn't say anything, and communication would definitely be interrupted after the elevator door was closed. Although Burkhoff could watch them through the CIA surveillance, no matter how to communicate.
The elevator went down quickly, and there was no floor instructions inside.
The distance of more than 30 meters was not long before it reached the bottom.
In front of me is a metal door, and the buttons on the side indicate that this is a password lock, and it is not connected to the Internet.
Frank walked to the door and touched the frame of the fixed door with his hand. "This group of bastards has never changed the building materials here. I really don't know who came up with a plasterboard to fix an anti-theft door."
However, this is 30 meters underground, and according to normal circumstances, no one can break through here.
Frank said as he raised his legs and kicked a big hole in the door frame, which stunned Nikita, who was taking out the lock-opening gadget.
"All right……"
After watching the other party short-circuit the line and successfully open the door, Nikita had nothing to say.
Behind the gate was a long narrow passage, and Frank walked in first, "Don't worry, just look at the damn door and you'll know that they didn't change anything here."
Behind it was a fence door, and behind it was a white-haired old man sitting upright, looking at the newspaper.
Nikita frowned. She didn't expect there was a door here.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with this gatekeeper who was able to be his grandfather at the age, the other party had already raised his head and saw Frank Moses.
"Oh, Mr. Moses?"
The old man took off his reading glasses, squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them, then stood up in surprise and opened the fence door.
"Henry, I haven't seen you for a long time."
The two hugged each other enthusiastically, and then Frank said, "I need information about Guatemala in 1981."
"Guatemala?" The old man named Henry thought for a while, and then replied with a smile, "No problem, I know what you are talking about."
As the only data administrator here, many things are in his mind, and the data here will never be placed in electronic devices.
Soon, a very worn folder was placed in front of Frank.
Frank opened the folder and found satellite photos and scene photos. One of the young Robert Stanton was listed.
"Thank you, Henry." Frank shook hands with the other party gratefully, "They may punish you."
And this old man didn't care at all, "Punish me? There are not many people nowadays who know what is there, and they dare not touch me."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Frank laughed. The person in front of him may be the only person in the CIA who wants to die naturally. He doesn't need to worry about those who can do this.
When Nikita and returned from the same route, Frank did not expect that this would go so smoothly.
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Meanwhile, CIA Director George Black was in his office, sitting in front of his desk with his capable subordinates.
Hex, who had been on missions in the Middle East, was called back by him.
"How is the rest?"
George Black looked at Hex with a smile on his face.
"When will I go back?" She had just returned to America for two days and had already started missing the dry and dry things.
The noise in the city made her unable to fall asleep at all. The irritable and at a loss really could drive her crazy.
"Not yet." George Black shook his head. He knew very well that Hex had severe PTSD, but he was not at ease with anyone who had left the matter to him now.
Then he picked up the phone on the table and told the assistant outside and let another person in.
This is a young white man in his early thirties, with a burly figure and neatly combed hair and very energetic.
After coming in, I stood there in a proper manner.
"This is William Cooper, Hex, I hope you two can work together for a while."
Hex sat in the chair without looking at each other directly.
"Who will be killed this time?"
George Black pushed a piece of information in disregardedly, "This time, there may be a lot of people."
This information is about that organization. Although the commander has handed over the command power to him, the power to act was handed over to the Secret Service.
He couldn't believe in the Secret Service, but he just felt that some things should be held in his own hands.
"William, do you still remember that Sean Pierce?", looking at William Cooper and asked.
The young man who had never spoken then responded, "Shawn? Of course I remember that we were serving in the same force."
"There is his contact information inside, he has entered the organization and you will serve as a contact person between us."
"Heks, there is a special operation team for you to command and be prepared to attack at any time."