Returning to the FBI office with the CIA information, Jimmy put the file in his bag and could take it back after get off work. As for whether to destroy it now or wait until another file is obtained and then destroy it together, this needs to be carefully considered.
Although Watson did not mention the details, Jimmy could probably guess it.
Watson had told him before that the data was authentic, so it can be seen from the original version of the file in his hand that Thomas Watson, a pair of senior CIA managers, must have adopted the crudest plan and directly extracted Jimmy's There is no original file in the CIA archives, so Jimmy naturally broke away from the CIA.
Although I don’t know why they were allowed to do this, it must be Mrs. Waltz’s face.
The copy on Caitlin's side is the biggest loophole now, because that copy is also in the format of a standard CIA file. If she takes that file and goes back to check it, someone will naturally find out that the information in the archives is lost based on that copy. This led to the investigation that the people who handled it were Thomas and Watson.
The risk of involving two senior managers for their own affairs seems a bit high, but I believe Thomas and the others are certainly capable enough to prevent this kind of thing. The question is how much it will cost.
It is most appropriate to avoid triggering this risk, that is, the copy in Caitlin's hand. As long as there is no copy and only her verbal statement is relied on, the credibility will naturally not be as high as that of the deputy director.
Of course it would be best to steal it, but without knowing the location of the file and stealing directly from the Counter-Terrorism Bureau, it seems that the risk is higher.
Jimmy just sat in the office thinking about the plan. He just had some special abilities and was not a professional agent. He didn't know any of the skills of sneaking in or picking locks.
He had previously considered whether he could use his mind to observe the structure inside the safe to try to determine the position of the lock and determine whether the password was correct. However, he tried it with his own safe at home. Now he is unable to identify the precise location of the parts. The key is that there are too many gears in the safe, and when those gears are intertwined and linked together, he can only see the outermost outline, not the details.
There is no other way, Jimmy can only choose the stupidest way, face it head on.
After checking the time, he saw that he would be late for lunch. He picked up the phone and called Caitlin, "Director Caitlin."
Caitlin was really a little confused when she received Jimmy's call. It seemed that she didn't have anything to deal with recently, right? "Jimmy, what's the matter?"
Jimmy: "I wonder if you're in New York?"
Caitlin: "Yes."
Jimmy: "Are you free tonight? Let me treat you to dinner."
Caitlin was silent for a while: "Okay."
Jimmy: "I'll send you the address later."
Jimmy chose an Italian restaurant with an interesting name, La Dolce Vita. Fortunately, Jimmy was lucky. He made a last-minute call to make a reservation and there were tables available, which was quite surprising. High-end restaurants in Manhattan usually require reservations in advance, and he just wanted to see if he was lucky.
He sent the name, address and reservation time of the restaurant, then picked up his mobile phone and called Nia, telling her that he had something to do in the evening and would go home late. After that, I also called James. We were originally scheduled to meet and chat tonight, but now it seems that we should postpone it a little bit.
In the restaurant, Jimmy came to the restaurant in advance. The restaurant was on the top floor of a high-rise building, and the night view of Manhattan lights could be seen outside the window. He had been in Manhattan for several years, and he rarely had the opportunity to see the night scene of Manhattan from high-rise buildings.
Manhattan at night is filled with a mysterious and dazzling atmosphere. Eye-catching neon signs and the flashing lights of skyscrapers form a beautiful interplay of light and shadow in the dark night.
The high-rise buildings in Manhattan have very unique shapes. The special-shaped buildings are staggered next to each other, and the gorgeous colored lights on the roofs are intertwined with each other, lighting up the entire city, as if countless stars have descended on the earth.
Standing on a high-rise and looking at the city and the ground, you can really feel the charm and vitality of the urban buildings. It's no wonder that many photographers like to take pictures of the city lights at night.
At the appointed time, Caitlin happened to come to the restaurant and was asking the waiter. Jimmy stood up and waved, and Caitlin turned around and walked over.
Caitlin sat down and put her bag behind her, "Why did you come to me?"
Jimmy: "Let's eat first. I've wanted to eat at this restaurant for a long time. It's highly rated."
Caitlin looked at Jimmy's smiling face, and it didn't seem like anything was serious. She was hiding something in her heart, and she didn't feel good about it.
Italian cuisine is also widely regarded as one of the world's famous dishes, with rich flavors and diverse choices, from traditional pasta to seafood, meat and various cheeses and delicious desserts, all showing unique tastes and cooking skills .
The appetizer for today’s meal is a cold platter of prosciutto with pickled vegetables and garlic bread. The main dish is sweet seafood pasta, and the pan-fried steak is paired with cooked vegetables. They all taste good. The matching red wine is a product of a winery in Barolo, Piedmont, and is of course the local Italian red wine recommended by the restaurant.
Jimmy ate something and then spoke out his goal: "Caitlin, I need something."
Caitlin smiled slightly while cutting the steak, "It's finally time. Tell me, what do you want?"
Jimmy took a fork and put a small piece of steak into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed, "My file."
The knife and fork in Caitlin's hand stopped on the plate, and the smile that just appeared on her face disappeared, "What do you mean?"
Jimmy: "That file you copied from Langley, I need that file." After speaking, Jimmy took a sip from the wine glass, and then looked at Caitlin.
Caitlin frowned at Jimmy, waited a few seconds and asked, "Why?"
Jimmy: "I can't say the reason now. I need the file in your hand."
Caitlin put down the knife and fork in her hand, picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth. She put down the napkin and looked at Jimmy: "Can I have a copy?"
Jimmy: "No copies, no backups. I need all the files you have."
Caitlin also picked up the wine glass and took a sip of red wine. She just looked at Jimmy, thinking crazily in her mind about what Jimmy was going to do.
After thinking for a long time, Caitlin said: "You have to give me a reason."
Jimmy: "I'll tell you later, but not yet. You know me, I will do it when I promise."
Caitlin nodded, "I can give it to you, give me some time."
Jimmy: "It should be soon, if everything goes well."
Caitlin: "Okay." She picked up the knife and fork again and continued her dinner.
A final dessert of tiramisu ended the meal and Jimmy and Caitlin left the restaurant. Jimmy drove behind Caitlin to the Counterterrorism Bureau. Caitlin took Jimmy through the security check and returned to her office. She just covered up the password to open her safe, and then took out a file bag and handed it to Jimmy.
Jimmy opened it and took a look. It was indeed a copy of the file he had seen in Caitlin's office. "There's nothing else, right?"
Caitlin raised her hand and pointed outside the office, signaling him to get out of here. Jimmy nodded, thanked him, put the files in his bag, and left the Counter-Terrorism Bureau to go home.
When he came to the study, Jimmy put the original file and Caitlin's copy together, checked them carefully, and made sure they were consistent, and then he was relieved.
Sure enough, stealing information is unreliable, and it is better to communicate directly. Isn't this safer than him sneaking into the Counter-Terrorism Bureau?
Jimmy picked up the phone and dialed Watson's number, "Watson, there's good news, I got it."
Watson: "Are you sure? Is there anything missing?"
Jimmy: "It's definitely the same, there shouldn't be anything else."
Watson: "OK, that's no problem, destroy it. Congratulations, live a good life, kid."
Jimmy: "Thank you, thank them for me too."
Jimmy hung up the phone, put the two files into his bag, got up and left the apartment, driving to the Hudson River. He has been in Manhattan for a long time, and he is very familiar with it. He easily found a hidden corner without surveillance. There are plants blocking the shore here, as well as blocking the river. As long as you squat down, you won't be able to see clearly what he is doing from other places.
He took out the files, took out the lighter, lit them one by one, piled them in the corner and watched them burn little by little. This is Jimmy's other identity. As the flames dance, he disappears from the world little by little. From then on, there is no more CIA agent Jimmy Young.
After the flames disappeared, he took a branch and poked it to make sure there was no unburnt part underneath. He breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of mineral water that he had prepared in advance in his bag, poured it on the paper ash in the corner, then put on his gloves, grabbed the paper ash, balled it up, and threw it into the Hudson River.
Taking off his gloves and throwing them into the river, Jimmy took the bag and left. From now on, he will only have one identity, FBI senior agent Jimmy Young.
Jimmy drove outside the Hughes home and looked through the wall at the two men inside the house, who were in the living room. He got out of the car and stood outside the house and called Hughes, "Hughes, I'm outside your house."
Jimmy looked at someone inside and picked up the phone, and Hughes's voice came: "Now? I'm out."
Jimmy watched the person holding the phone in the house get up, opened the door and looked outside. After seeing Jimmy, Hughes came next to him, "What's the matter?"
Jimmy said softly: "I've done it."
Hughes looked at Jimmy and frowned. Jimmy took out a cigarette and a lighter and handed one to Hughes. Hughes waved his hand and refused to take it. Jimmy took one in his mouth, lit the cigarette, flicked the lighter and put it in his pocket.
Hughes figured out what Jimmy meant by "done", but he still wanted to confirm: "Are you sure?"
Jimmy nodded: "Sure, it's been taken care of."
Hughes: "Are there any side effects?"
Jimmy smiled slightly: "It should be gone. It was handled very cleanly this time."
A smile appeared on Hughes's face. He turned around and patted Jimmy's arm, "I know, take a good rest over there."
After saying that, he was about to turn back to the house, but Jimmy stopped him: "James has arrived in New York. He will talk to Nia's family about our engagement ceremony for me. Do you want to meet him?"
Hughes turned to look at Jimmy, and Jimmy looked at him. Hughes smiled and said, "I'm waiting for your invitation." After that, he continued to walk back to the house. Jimmy stood there and finished his cigarette, stamped out the cigarette butt, and got on. We drove back to the apartment.
Finally getting everything done, Jimmy finally relaxed. He parked the car in the parking lot and walked to the bar.
When he came to the bar, he didn't see Woody. Jimmy was still very surprised and called the bartender, "Jack, didn't Woody come today?"
Bartender Jack: "Boss, Woody was not feeling well yesterday and has been resting at home for two days."
Jimmy: "What's the disease? Are you feeling better now?"
Jack: "I just called him once yesterday, but I haven't asked him yet today."
Jimmy: "Okay, I get it. Give me a glass of wine and I'll find Isaac."
Jack nodded and poured Jimmy a glass of Glenlivet whiskey. Jimmy took a sip and walked to the back office.
The manager Diego Isaac is also in the office, but he is sitting on the sofa, and there is a middle-aged beautiful woman sitting opposite, and the two are chatting.
Jimmy knocked on the door twice to make sure the people inside heard him, then he turned the handle and opened the door, "Isaac."
Isaac stood up and called out respectfully, "Boss, you're here. This is Mrs. McDonald."
The lady opposite also stood up, and Jimmy came over and shook hands with her: "Hello, Mrs. MacDonald. Isaac, you continue chatting, I'll go outside and take a look."
Isaac: "Wait a minute, boss, Mrs. McDonald is here to rent our bar for a few days and hold two events."
Jimmy nodded and patted his arm: "You decide, Isaac, you're the manager. That's it."
Isaac: "Okay, boss."
Isaac sent Jimmy out and then went back to continue chatting. Jimmy just thought that the people inside were just his friends, so he went directly into the office. Since it was a business discussion, there was no need for him to be there anymore.
He is usually not in the bar, so Isaac handles it. If he were there, Isaac would not be able to directly decide many things, and would have to ask him for instructions, which would interfere with his business.
Although Jimmy has never done business, he still understands the twists and turns here, so he just wants to be an honest boss who doesn't work.
He called Woody. Woody answered the phone quickly. He had no major health problems. The main reason was that he accidentally contracted the flu. He was a little groggy and had a fever. He needed to rest at home for a while.
Jimmy comforted Woody and then returned to the lobby to relax and rest. After solving the identity problem, Jimmy felt a lot more relaxed. Hughes' previous words and expression also showed that he had put aside the problem of Jimmy's double-faced person, so he should have no problem returning to the field department in the future. The key is that even here During this period, Hughes left, and he probably would not reveal Jimmy's identity to his successor.
After relaxing and drinking, Jimmy returned to the apartment and finally had a good night's sleep. (End of chapter)
