Dozo America

"Where are you going?" Harold.

Pain watched Zhen Fan walk out and asked quickly.

"Let him write it down carefully, otherwise he will regret it later and never get another chance." Zhen Fan said without looking back, "Don't forget to send someone to take me back."

Harold﹒

Pine quickly found one of the two door gods just now and pointed: "Send him away. Send him wherever he wants to go. Don't ask why."

"Yes, sir!" The man nodded quickly, waved his head towards Zhen Fan, and motioned for Zhen Fan to follow him out.

Harold﹒

Pine watched Zhen Fan leave, and when he looked back at the Middle Eastern man, the guy seemed to be suddenly inspired by God. He was writing and drawing desperately on the bedside table, but what he wrote was just a few words.

Pine couldn't understand the Arabic writing.

By the time this guy finished writing, he seemed to have collapsed on the bed, motionless. It was as if what he had just done had consumed all his energy.

"Doctor, doctor!" Pine shouted loudly, finally alerting the doctors here. When they hurried over, Pine pointed at the Middle Easterner, "Treat him well and watch him!" The last sentence

He was talking to the FBI agent guarding the door.

"We don't have enough manpower, sir!" the FBI agent said to Pine somewhat embarrassedly. His meaning was very obvious, you just sent away one, and now I am here alone. Such an important suspect, one person is

Not enough.

"I'll send someone in right away. Just keep an eye on me first!" Pine said as he ran out and made a phone call, asking the branch to send someone to look at this Middle Eastern man. I didn't understand this piece of paper.

Before the above content, this Middle Easterner could not have any accidents.

"Bang!" There was a sound. The office door was knocked open, and Pine appeared in front of supervisor Kane.

At the door of Stone's office, he raised the piece of paper in his hand with an excited look.

"Got it?" Stone looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes, I got it, he did it!" Pine tried his best to hold back his excitement. "Sir, I think we need someone who is proficient in Arabic!"

Soon this kind of paper was placed in front of the most authoritative Arabic experts. It was obvious that this was a secret list and their contact addresses, and the markings were all in the United States. It was written in great detail. It was simply

He confessed everything he knew.

"Act now, hurry up, we have to hurry up, Pine, mobilize the personnel of the special service team and surround them wherever they are. If anyone resists, kill them without mercy!" Supervisor Stone gave the order, and he quickly put on his coat, and also put on his coat.

Putting on FBI bulletproof vests, the group quickly rushed out of the office building.

The car parked in the yard and the car of the special service team quickly drove out of the FBI headquarters and rushed towards a street in Luoshaji City.

in los angeles

In a villa near the suburbs, four Middle Easterners were watching TV anxiously. These four people were the four who escaped after planting the bomb. It was originally the action of the five people. But because of Zhen Fan, one person did not escape and was arrested by the FBI.

Already.

"We're going to be doomed! That fool can't handle it!" One of the bearded guys said with a cold face. It was obvious that he didn't believe his companions at all.

"Not necessarily. I know Faisal. He is not a person who gives in easily. You have not worked with him. Of course you don't know what he will think, but I believe him." Another young, thin Middle Eastern man

I couldn't help but say, "Now is not the time for us to complain to each other. Instead, we are trying to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible."

"We are leaving Los Angeles today, but I believe that many intersections, airports, and piers will be blocked. They will be more vigilant. And since we are Middle Easterners, we are more likely to be targeted. Everyone, think of a way!" said the bearded man.

I stopped dwelling on that issue and immediately thought of the issue of getting out.

"If... if we can't get away!" The thin young man's voice suddenly became very sinister, "If we can't get away, then we might as well do another big one. We can go to a place where the crowd is more concentrated.

Place, detonate bomb again. At least we are glorious, Allah will let our souls ascend to heaven."

"I object. We will not die so easily. We must continue to fight against them. Death is a coward's behavior!" Bearded Beard suddenly objected loudly, "If you want to die, just die by yourself. Don't hurt everyone. We have more."

Get important things done.”

"You want to quit midway?"

"I didn't want to quit, I just didn't want to die needlessly!"

"You coward!" The young man was irritated. He grabbed the bearded man by the collar and roared, "Believe it or not, I will send you to hell now!"

The bearded man was about to answer when he heard a faint roaring sound. He couldn't help but stop, then raised his head and looked towards the roof. There were also people looking around through the windows.

It was not yet dawn, and they could not see anything outside. When the roar they heard became louder and louder, the young thin man shouted loudly: "Helicopter, it's the police. Brothers, go quickly."

That weapon."

"Damn it, I said that guy betrayed us." Beard cursed, ran towards the back room, and then opened a wooden box, which was full of weapons, automatic rifles, grenades and even the explosives they prepared.

The four people hurriedly took out their weapons, and then they all hid nervously behind the wall next to the window, waiting closely for the outside.

Suddenly, the searchlight beam shone into the room, and the four people were so blinded that they could not open their eyes. A helicopter suddenly appeared in front of them, circling at a low altitude, and they could even see someone on the helicopter aiming at them.

"People inside, listen, we are the FBI. Come out and surrender immediately, put your hands on the back of your head. If there is any resistance, you will be killed!" Supervisor Stone shouted to the villa through the loudspeaker. In fact, he did not

What hope do you have, because since these Middle Easterners dare to create bombings, they will definitely resist to the end.

"Ta-ta-ta!" they were answered by the sound of a burst of automatic rifle fire.

"Damn it, I knew it!" Harold.

Pine stood next to the car and was almost shot. This made him curse angrily, and then he clenched the weapon in his hand. The failure of the negotiation meant that the attack started.

"It's time to start!" Stone shook his head helplessly and gave the order to the captain of the special service team.

The SWAT team blasted through the door, and then there was a fierce gun battle between Yu and the four people. As expected, all four people were killed. The thin man among them detonated the bomb hidden in his body while being surrounded by the FBI. He was injured.

There were three members of the special service team and an FBI agent.

"Safe!" The captain of the special service team looked at the three corpses in the room and poked their heads with the barrel of a gun to confirm that they were dead. The other person was blown up without a complete body and became a mess all over the room.

Minced meat. A big hole was blown out of the floor.

"We need an ambulance now!" Pine was a little frustrated when no one was caught alive. He directed the detectives to contact the ambulance while reporting to Stone.

"All of them are dead, but they all match the accomplices given by the Middle Eastern man. We just searched their residences and found some interesting things, which can prove that they are the murderers of the bombing, and... this

This may disappoint us. They are a small independent group and do not belong to any organization."

"This is the best result!" Kane.

Stone was silent for a while, then patted Pine on the shoulder, "What I'm interested in now, Zhen, is how he can make that guy who would rather bite off his tongue than confess to write out their secrets willingly.

?”

Pine was stunned, and then shook his head: "I was also very confused. When I saw that guy eager to confess, I was really shocked by him. What you said is also puzzling to me.

place.”

"Do you think there is any connection between them?" Stone suddenly asked.

"Absolutely not, because it doesn't make sense!" Pine nodded firmly, "This will not do Zhen any good at all. He is not a fool, let alone a conspirator!"

"I've known this for a long time!" Stone smiled, "I suddenly thought of someone, maybe I can make a call!" He said and walked aside, took out his mobile phone, thought for a while, and dialed a number.

"I'm Agent Sarah Vogel!" A voice came from inside, a woman's voice.

"Yes, I am Kane Stone, director of the FBI's Los Angeles branch. I want to get to know a person from you, a person you are very familiar with. Do you have time? If you have time, we can talk!" Stone laughed.

He said.

"Okay, Mr. Stone, I'll fly over from Washington right away."

"No, no, I'm flying to Washington to see you. You were once the best agent we had here. I want to know the story behind it. I'm very interested!" Stone hung up the phone.

"Zhen? He should be a very interesting person!" Stone said to himself, with a smile on his lips.

Sarah was stunned for a long time when she received the call. Then she realized that the bombing in Los Angeles might have something to do with Zhen, and she couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.

Zhen Fan had been sent home by the FBI agent at this moment. Mia was not sleeping yet, but was watching TV in the living room. When Zhen Fan opened the door, she turned her head in surprise.

And Mia was holding a piece of yellow paper in her hand, which was exactly the same piece of yellow paper that Zhen Fan had inserted into "Tao Zang" again.

"Let me guess!" Zhen Fan suddenly smiled at Mia who was about to speak, "You must have discovered something, or you have found its secret from this yellow paper. And it is about Tao.

Secret, huh?"

"Bingo, I guessed it right, but there is no reward!" Mia blinked mischievously, "It's a secret about Tao, but I still haven't solved the secret yet. Do you want to try it?"