FBI office.
The young police officer who hurried over looked at the detective sitting at his desk with coffee in his hand.
He asked anxiously:
"Agent Jones, do you have any news?"
He took a leisurely sip of coffee.
Agent Jones raised his eyelids, looked at ease, and spoke with a standard procedure:
"Why are you urging me? Has the process been reported? Is the form filled out? Is the application written?
And that one is called, what is it called?
Yes, the man named Woods, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet.
Where does he live, what are his identity characteristics, and where does he work? Have you written down all these things? "
After saying that, Agent Jones adjusted his sitting position, found a comfortable position, took another sip of American-style pot water with double sugar, and sighed——
The iced coffee is so delicious.
Seeing the other party's perfunctory attitude, the young police officer clenched his fists:
"I……"
Agent Jones curled his lips and glanced at the other party casually.
He raised his hand and tapped the thick stack of forms on the table with his fingers, looking impatient:
"What am I? Hurry up, you are the one who is urging me. I asked you to go through the process but you didn't go. Where do you think this is? If something goes wrong, are you responsible or am I?"
Hurry up and fill out the form. I still have a lot of work to do here. How come you don’t understand anything at all? "
The young police officer took a deep breath, repeatedly reminded himself not to be angry, and then turned around and left in humiliation:
"Wait a minute, I'll get it in a minute."
Looking at the young police officer leaving, Agent Jones said disdainfully:
"silly dog."
The FBI and the police, although we all belong to the same law enforcement agency.
But because they have different positions, the relationship between everyone is not very harmonious, and even because of some job issues...
In fact, there is a certain conflict between the two parties.
Of course, in comparison.
The police have a good relationship with the FBI, but the person they don't deal with is the CIA.
The most intense conflict with the police was with the US Internal Revenue Service.
Because of the bootlegging industry, some police officers will join forces with gang members.
The group of people who sell private liquor will not take the initiative to go to the IRS to pay taxes. Moreover, the IRS has great power, and the conflict between the two parties has always existed.
As for Agent Jones’s attitude?
Part of this is due to historical issues, but the main reason is that the two sides dislike each other.
There are three levels of police in the United States.
They are federal police, state police, city and county police.
FBI agents are a branch of law enforcement and are the highest federal level.
Although New York is a very wealthy city, it is still just a city. They are also members of the Department of Justice, and their rank is lower than that of the Bureau of Investigation agents.
But the problem is, New York is really rich!
This also causes a problem.
FBI agents have extremely high authority and status anywhere in the United States.
But only this bunch of New York City police officers.
Because they are backed by capital masters, these watchdogs never take them seriously.
Why, being rich is a big deal?
Well, being rich is indeed a great thing.
He can drive a new police car, get new equipment, and his salary is 20%-30% higher than mine.
But since you are so awesome, why did you come to me?
This is what Agent Jones is thinking at this moment.
When he saw the little police officer opposite him leaving with a disgraced look, he felt inexplicably relieved, and even the coffee in the cup became sweeter.
"Dong dong dong~"
Outside the office, there was a knock on the door.
Agent Jones glanced casually as before, but after seeing who the person was.
He stood up quickly:
"Director, why are you here?"
FBI, New York Bureau Director Wilson frowned.
He stared at the subordinate in front of him and asked sternly:
"what are you doing here?"
Agent Jones was a little confused by this question.
Shouldn't your job be to sit in the office with the air conditioner on, drink coffee, and occasionally fill out a few reports?
Could it be that there has been some big and difficult case recently?
Agent Jones was a little confused, but looked at the director's gloomy face.
He did not dare to speak, but hesitated and asked tentatively:
"Um... Director, would you like some coffee?"
Director Wilson slapped away the disposable paper cup handed to him with a sullen face:
"Has Woods been found?"
Agent Jones was a little confused. He looked at the angry director in confusion:
"Director, didn't you mean..."
But before Agent Jones could finish speaking, Director Wilson said angrily:
"What are you talking about? Look for him quickly. If you can't find this guy named Woods, I want you to go to the front line and work as an undercover agent!"
Looking at the director who fell out at every turn, he didn't have time to think about what happened.
Agent Jones panicked, picked up his hat and ran outside.
As the saying goes, a mountain is higher than a mountain, and evil people need to be punished by evil people.
At this moment, Agent Jones doesn't have the same arrogance as before when he tried to take advantage of the little police officer:
"I'm going right now, right now."
Looking at Agent Jones leaving, Director Wilson scowled and cursed in a low voice:
"Farke!"
This time, that time.
To be fair, the moment when Brian, who knew about the Staten District, actually asked for help from him for the first time?
Director Wilson has a mentality of just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Say something cruel.
Even if all the police officers are dead, what does it have to do with my FBI?
But that moment when Brian’s call came through the mayor of New York and into his office?
Wilson panicked.
Because in Brian's brief description, he smelled the smell of war!
There are no eggs left under the overturned nest.
Yes, we usually dislike each other.
But what if there really is a war?
Think about it, there are over two billion animal humans in the world.
Think about it, it’s only been a few years since the end of World War I? !
Director Wilson had seen the brutality of World War I.
More than thirty countries were involved, and four empires were directly destroyed.
Only six years have passed since World War I, and many countries are in the stage of recuperation.
For example, France directly killed an entire generation of people, and now it is frantically eating the resources of the defeated countries to replenish its health.
What if there was another war?
Director Wilson himself is not afraid.
Because he is over fifty this year, this old bone will die when it is dead.
But he still has a son and a grandson.
He doesn't want his father to lose his son, and he doesn't want his child to lose his father.
In one day, tens of thousands of people gathered, organized and disciplined, and had extremely high combat qualities.
what does that mean?
It means that these animals are well prepared!
It means that the fire lit by the other party has extremely high universality and diffusion! ! !
Unlike Brian, a reckless man who only catches thieves and robbers.
Except for assassinations and developing spies.
The FBI is also responsible for organizing protests and subverting the sovereignty of other countries. It can even be said that this is the FBI's main business.
Because that's what I do.
That’s why Director Wilson was able to realize the horror of this matter immediately!
This group of animal people is not simple, and the number and scale of the other party's gathering are also not simple, and the direction of this matter is likely to have an impact on the entire world!
Staring out the window.
At some point, a dark cloud blocked the light overhead.
The roaring sea breeze seems to be mixed with thousands of sharp swords, making people feel the chilling atmosphere of war.
Taking a deep breath, Director Wilson walked resolutely to the phone room downstairs.
There was some hesitation before, but now he felt that he had to make that call.
The situation in New York is treacherous until things become clear.
No matter what, we must not let things continue to spread!
In this unnoticed afternoon, the air in New York City seemed to freeze! !
"Report!"
This street next to Woods School is home to a makeshift command center.
High-intensity work coupled with tremendous psychological pressure.
Director Brian's physical strength was consumed at an extremely fast speed. In just ten minutes, he felt more tired than carrying a heavy load for ten kilometers.
But even though he couldn't hide his tiredness, he still cheered up and looked expectantly at the police officer who pushed the door open:
"Has the person been found?"
Facing Director Xu’s eyes, the police officer shook his head:
"No, Director, we still haven't found the principal of Woods School, but there is something I think it is necessary to inform you about."
Director Brian frowned, with a hint of irritation in his eyes:
"Damn it, finding Woods is the most important thing right now!"
The police officer did not say anything, but handed Director Brian a telescope, raised his hand and pointed in the direction where a large number of animal people gathered, and said with a sincere and serious expression:
"Director Brian, you really need to take a look, I think this matter is important!"
