Tom really likes Jimmy. Although they don't meet and communicate much, some of the things Jimmy does really make him, an old man, feel that James has really good vision. Especially the incident where James was shot made Tom Really recognized Jimmy.
Tom had experienced the cruel Cold War era and had brought many students with him, so there were not many who could make him interested.
After Tom left the hospital, he flew directly back to Washington, DC, and drove to Virginia.
Outside a jungle hut, Tom stopped the car and got out, straightened his clothes, walked to the door and knocked on the door.
A young man opened the door from inside, "Who are you?"
Tom took off his hat and put it on his chest, "I'm here to see Mrs. Waltz. I'm Tom."
"Wait a moment." The young man closed the door and walked in. After a while, he reopened the door and said, "Please come in."
"Thank you." Tom replied very politely, put on his hat and walked into the cabin.
An old lady with gray hair was sitting in a wheelchair next to the sofa. She was probably reading a newspaper. She was also wearing a pair of small reading glasses.
"Tommy! Come here and let me take a good look at you." The old lady waved Tom over.
"Mrs. Waltz, long time no see, are you okay?" Tom took off his hat and came to the old lady and squatted down on one knee.
"It's really you, Tommy. I knew you wouldn't die so easily." The old lady held Tom's face in her hands and looked left and right, with a trace of tears overflowing from the corner of her eyes.
"I'm sorry, teacher, I haven't come to see you in the past few years." Tom put his hat on his chest with his left hand and put his right hand on the old lady's hand.
"Sit down and chat. Sam, this is your Uncle Kodesky. Tommy, Sam is my grandson, Patrick's son." Mrs. Waltz asked Tom to sit down and introduced the young man to him.
"Uncle Kodaisky. Grandma, I'm going to make coffee." The young man Sam left the living room and gave the living room space to the two old people.
"Tommy, what happened before?" Sam left the living room, and Mrs. Waltz's expression changed immediately. The smile on her face disappeared and now she looked more serious.
Tom also sat up straight and answered: "Teacher, someone arranged a trap. We performed a mission to escort a batch of goods to Mexico. On the way back, an accident occurred. The entire team was wiped out. Only I escaped by pretending to be dead."
Mrs. Waltz: "Did you find it?"
Tom nodded: "It's been dealt with, it's over."
Mrs. Waltz put a smile on her face again: "That's good, as long as you can come back alive."
Tom: "Teacher, do you still have contact with the bureau?"
Mrs. Waltz: "What else?"
Tom: "There are some circumstances regarding a junior that need to be investigated. You should also know his family, Veronica Durand."
Mrs. Waltz took off her glasses and put them in her hands, raised her head slightly and thought for a while, then looked at Tom, "I haven't heard this name for a long time. Is she dead?"
Tom nodded, Mrs. Waltz: "I think so, she was just a poor love child. Did anyone attend her funeral?"
Tom shook his head: "There were only a few of us. According to her last wish, the funeral was not public. She was cremated and buried in the cemetery of the town where she was born."
Mrs. Waltz nodded: "I understand. What happened to her son?"
Tom: "Veronica did not stay in Langley after returning from Europe. She was arranged to Hong Kong. She became pregnant there, and then came back and never left again. Her son Jimmy was arranged to enter the training camp and completed the training Afterwards, he accepted the latent mission and went into hibernation in the country.”
Mrs. Waltz interrupted Tom, "Did you arrange it?"
Tom: "Yes, I can't let her son accept those dangerous missions. Sleeping in the country is the best arrangement."
Mrs. Waltz nodded, and Tom continued: "Originally everything was normal. I have put his file on the bottom dormant list with the authority you left. But a few days ago, he was suddenly awakened. Wake him up. The person in question is Caitlin Prado, acting director of the New York Counterterrorism Bureau.
If he was just awakened, the problem would not be big, but on the night he was awakened, he encountered an assassination. The gunman entered his apartment and was killed by him.
After that, he encountered three vehicles taking turns to follow him until he went to the Counterterrorism Bureau two days ago. On the way back to the FBI office, he encountered an ambush, a five-man raid team, and automatic weapons. "
After Tom finished speaking, he looked into Mrs. Waltz's eyes: "This kind of deployment plan makes me wonder what's wrong with the bureau."
Mrs. Waltz: "Is he dead?"
Tom shook his head: "No, Jimmy is very strong, stronger than most people imagine. The standard five-man assault team was wiped out within a few minutes. He only got one shot, and it was in the side of the abdomen, and he was slightly injured."
Mrs. Waltz shouted "Wow" in surprise, "Who trained him?"
Tom shook his head: "It has nothing to do with training. The training he participated in is no different from other people's. It's completely a personal talent. Teacher, I can't figure out why someone would target Jimmy like this. He didn't appear in the bureau at all. Since entering the training From the camp to the dormant mission, I never entered Langley's gate the whole time."
Mrs. Waltz sighed and shook her head, "This is a sad story. I probably have some ideas, but I still need to investigate."
Tom: "Can you tell me?"
Mrs. Waltz shook her head: "Now is not the time to tell you. These are stories from decades ago. I understand what you mean, and I will ask."
Tom nodded, "Then please leave it to the teacher."
Mrs. Waltz: "Why are you so interested? I remember that she is not the same age as you."
Tom: "She saved me, twice."
Mrs. Waltz: "You're still like that, I see. Sam! Where's my coffee?"
Mrs. Waltz suddenly raised her voice and called Sam, and Sam came out of the inner room with two cups of coffee in his hand, "Grandma, Uncle Kodesky." Putting the coffee on the coffee table, Sam was about to turn around and leave.
Mrs. Waltz: "Sit down. This should be your first time meeting Tommy. Come and have a chat."
Tom, Mrs. Waltz and Sam sat in the living room and chatted for a while. After drinking coffee, he got up and left. Sam sent Tom out to his car. "Thank you, thank you for coming to see grandma, Uncle Kodesky. Grandma hasn't been this happy for a long time."
Tom: "You're welcome, Sam. Your father and I are brothers of life and death. Take good care of your grandmother and send me a message if you have anything." Tom took out a blank business card from his pocket with a handwritten mobile phone number on it, "As long as Just send a message, write down the number, and burn it.”
Sam took the business card, shook hands with Tom, sent him to the car, and waved goodbye.
Tom has already seen Jimmy's text message, but he doesn't have any information yet and is not in a hurry to reply to him. Anyway, he just has a number to contact him. This number must correspond to an anonymous mobile phone.
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In the command center of the Manhattan office, Mahone stayed here to command, while Felicia had already set off to investigate the apartment where the five gunmen lived temporarily.
Some traces left by them were found in that apartment, but there were no electronic products such as mobile phones or computers left in the apartment. They only found some unmarked packaging boxes, foam boards and the like, which could be seen as belonging to them. The outer packaging used when transporting weapons and equipment.
Nothing special was found here, so Felicia and the others rushed to the second location. The construction vehicle they used had found the source, a warehouse of a municipal maintenance company.
According to the surveillance, they drove away a maintenance truck and some isolation piles, tools and other things from here one day in advance. Due to management issues, there were many people coming and going in this warehouse, and they did not notice these people wearing maintenance worker uniforms. It didn't belong to their company at all, so I just signed the car and drove out.
This time, the warehouse was surrounded by a group of FBI agents, which directly caused the people from the municipal maintenance company to explode. The person in charge rushed to the scene to conduct surveillance, and questioned and investigated the employees. In the end, there were no clues. Instead, the messy management model was completely exposed. If they get out, it is estimated that their life will not be easy in the future.
Mahone looked at the agents who were busy investigating, and remembered the person Hughes mentioned before, Scott Coleman. He went back to the office to find the name and mobile phone number he had recorded before, returned to the command center, and put this The name and mobile phone number are also included in the investigation sequence. Of course, this will not be the main direction of investigation, but only one person is arranged to inquire.
There were too many people with the same name. Ma Hong thought about it and asked him to screen all the middle-aged people and those with families and children. There were still several people with the same name.
Okay, it's okay to have more people. It's just a matter of investigation. Print out the information, and then investigate the mobile phone number. You can't tell who is using the anonymous mobile phone number, but there is still no problem in locating the location.
The positioning is still in Albany. The distance is more than 200 kilometers, which is not that far away. I will keep this information and let Jimmy handle it later.
When Hughes said this two days ago, several of them had already heard it. Hughes was planning to let go completely and let Jimmy vent his anger.
After sorting out the information and taking a folder from the side, Ma Hong returned it to the office and returned to the command center to watch them continue the investigation.
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On the roof of a tall building in Washington DC, an old man was resting under a parasol. A middle-aged man came from the room and said, "New York has failed, and the Vulture Team has been wiped out."
Old man: "Where are our people?"
Middle-aged man: "We have successfully evacuated and left New York."
Old man: "What's going on?"
Middle-aged man: "The Vulture Team ambushed on the road and was killed by him alone."
The old man looked up at the parasol above his head, "Is he already that strong?"
Middle-aged man: "The result is like this. There is no live video, but the early planning went very smoothly and the ambush was also successful. He only got one shot, and the Vulture Team was wiped out within a few minutes."
Old man: "Contact Rick and see if his people can be dispatched."
Middle-aged man: "Okay."
The middle-aged man returned to the room, and the old man closed his eyes and continued to rest.
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In Washington, DC, Rick, the head of the national research and analysis team, is directing the pursuit of two people in a command center.
A middle-aged man walked in, "Rick, do you have time?"
Rick turned to look at him, frowned and thought for a moment, nodded, and the two walked out of the command center. After a while, Rick returned to the command center, "Wendel, call up the information on the stumbling block, number 13."
Wendel operated the computer, and Jimmy's CIA file information was displayed. "It's clean, he wasn't on any mission."
Rick came to Wendel's side, looked at the information on the monitor, and "brought up his other information."
Wendell used his name and social security number to read from other systems, and soon the FBI file was displayed, "Jimmy Young, senior FBI agent, member of the Manhattan Office Homicide Squad. Wait. Holy shit! Look at his file. "
Rick looked at Jimmy's information on the screen and flipped through the pages with a serious expression.
Wendel: "This should not be our goal. He is not in the black heather and harvest plan."
Rick: "But he's part of Project Treadstone. Let me see."
Rick had a headache looking at the information. Not to mention Jimmy's profile, just his identity as a senior FBI agent was a problem.
The agents they eliminated were basically "dead people" with no special identities. Even if a laboratory shooting was arranged, the dead were all scientific researchers, which was completely incomparable to Jimmy's official status.
I had read all the information about the Treadstone Project before, but I excluded Jimmy at that time because this agent did not participate in their four major plans, Treadstone, Black Heather, Harvest, and Lars. He knew nothing about anything and had never performed any tasks.
But now, he is also going to be included in the elimination plan.
Rick: "Look into his information, all of it."
Wendel: "Okay, wait a minute."
Wendel operated the computer and started searching, and soon found a piece of news about Jimmy. "Rick."
The news of the killing of five gunmen on the street in New York was displayed on the computer. There was no video, only pictures of the scene. The five gunmen armed with automatic weapons ambushed FBI agents and were killed.
Rick already knew about this just now, but now he still feels incredible when watching the news.
Rick: "Okay, let's deal with the matter at hand first, and then we'll discuss how to deal with him?"
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Felicia and the others returned to their previous apartment to investigate the area around the apartment and to search for private surveillance nearby. Finally, a clue was found in one of the surveillance cameras. In a very unclear surveillance picture, the sixth person with the five-person team could be seen. They got out of the two SUVs, and the picture disappeared after that.
Felicia notified Mahone and immediately returned to the command center with the surveillance camera. What they need to do now is to re-search the surveillance near the ambush site to see if they can find this person's surveillance records.
The hard work paid off, and a person who looked similar was finally found on the surveillance camera of a building. He took the elevator to the top floor, went downstairs after the shooting, and then disappeared.
This is the only clue at present. Ma Hong and the others immediately arranged for people to go to the scene to investigate, focusing on the top floor and the top of the building. They also arranged people to investigate around the building, search for various surveillance cameras, and also questioned the security guards and other people to determine whether There are witnesses.
While Mahone and the others were working hard to investigate, Jimmy was resting in the hotel. Because it was an internal injury, it was impossible to determine whether the wound on the intestine had healed just from the external wound, so Jimmy was still fully following the doctor's instructions and eating customized liquid food.
These foods are designated and provided by specialized nutrition experts and delivered directly to the hotel room according to the address. Of course, the price is also very expensive. Jimmy needs to eat liquid food for at least a week before switching to semi-liquid food, and he can eat normally after half a month.
Although Jimmy knew that his body would recover slightly faster than normal people, after all, his internal organs were injured. To be on the safe side, he still ate according to the instructions of doctors and nutrition experts.
When I called Ma Hong to inquire about the progress, I received news that Ma Hong had roughly determined the information about the mastermind behind the previous attack on him by members of the Azite gang. Although there were relatively many people, as long as they were willing to investigate, there was no problem in eliminating them one by one. , as long as his body is almost recovered, Jimmy plans to deal with this matter first.
