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As everyone knows.

George Stacey was only the deputy director of the Thirteenth Precinct in New York, and above him, of course, there was a full director.

The caller at this time was the chief director of New York's Thirteenth Bureau, Depen Jones, who was also George Stacey's old boss.

Looking at the phone held by the police officer, George's face remained uncertain for a while before he picked up the phone.

"Director..."

Before George could speak, an old voice came from the other end of the phone, interrupting George's words.

"Listen, George, leave this case to them. I know what you plan to do, and I understand how you feel at this time, but this matter involves an unknown monster and is beyond our scope of authority. This is not us. It should be taken care of, and someone above has already spoken out. Even if you want to fight, you can't fight with them. "

George said with some reluctance: "Director, this is New York, we are the NYPD. Is there anything that happens in New York that we cannot control?"

As the economic center of the federation, the NYPD has very great power in its own one-third of an acre, even when it comes to law enforcement agencies like the FBI.

The strength of the FBI lies in their huge law enforcement scope, but when it comes to law enforcement power, they are not necessarily much stronger than the local police departments.

It is precisely because of this that George has the courage to live up to the FBI.

After hearing what George said, Director Dai Peng on the other end of the phone was a little tired and said: "George, you should know that various abnormal cases have been emerging during this period, and the top federal officials are extremely concerned about this. After you killed one, After the news about the monster came, the directors of more than 5 departments including the FBI and Homeland Security called me, and the number is still increasing. They all want the corpse of the monster you killed, so this case We can’t hold on to the ownership, and we don’t have a research department in the bureau. It’s useless to keep this monster’s body. I will retire in half a year, George, and I don’t want to get too involved at this time.”

Having said this, Director Dai Peng paused for a moment and then said: "George, you were brought out by me, and you are also my chosen successor to the Thirteenth Bureau. Trust me, let them hand over the case this time. I It won’t harm you.”

At the end of the sentence, George gradually became silent.

But Grant Ward, who was standing opposite him, raised the corner of his mouth to a new level.

Just when he wanted his men to take over the scene, suddenly several more cars with FBI logos drove into the scene.

What's going on?

Another FBI car?

Could it be that the guys on the opposite side called for reinforcements?

After George saw those FBI cars, his already ugly face became even more gloomy.

But when he looked up, he was shocked to find that the face of Grant Ward opposite him did not show any joy at all, but instead became ugly.

George even saw a hint of embarrassment on that annoying guy's face?

Um?

What's going on?

soon.

Among those FBI vehicles, a group of people got out.

One of them, a fat man who looked a bit potbellied, opened his hands and walked towards George with a smile as soon as he got off the car.

"Hey George, long time no see?"

Looking at the familiar fat man, George frowned and said, "Joaquin?"

George knew this fat man with a big belly. He was a senior FBI agent who had cooperated with him several times before.

After seeing George's expression, Fat Joaquin said with a hurt expression: "Hey, man, don't look at me like that, I didn't offend you."

George glanced at him and sneered: "You didn't offend me, but some of you FBI did."

As he said that, George glanced coldly at Grant Ward and his group opposite.

As an FBI agent, Jacques' ability to observe words and emotions was very well practiced, and he understood the implication of George's words at once.

He frowned slightly, looked at Grant Ward and his group carefully and said, "You are also FBI, why haven't I seen you?"

Grant Ward heard this and said calmly: "We are a secret operations force."

When Joaquin heard this, he sneered and said: "Nonsense, I am the director of operations of the FBI's New York branch. All FBI actions in New York must be approved by me. How come I didn't know there was such a secret operations force that I didn't know about? "

After speaking, Joaquin gestured to the FBI behind him and said, "Go up and check the IDs of these people. I suspect these people are pretending to be our FBI."

"Yes, supervisor."

After seeing Jacques, several people actually separated and came towards them.

Grant Ward, who pretended to be calm, finally changed his expression.

After gritting his teeth, Grant Ward walked towards Joaquin and said, "Director Joaquin, please take a step to speak."

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A few minutes later, under Joaquin's tough attitude, after Grant Ward called for help to no avail, he had no choice but to leave the scene in despair with the group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents disguised as FBI behind him.

Li Gui meets Li Kui.

It's okay to act in the name of the FBI on weekdays. Because SHIELD pays them a "naming fee" every year, the FBI turns a blind eye. But once disputes and conflicts arise over their missions, the FBI will not tolerate SHIELD.

After driving Grant Ward and his group away in disgrace, Joaquin smiled and said to George: "Hey, man, since I drove those guys away, promise me that you won't let those bastards who impersonated you affect our relationship, okay?"

"Come on, aren't you here to steal my case?" George rolled his eyes.

Joaquin spread his hands and said helplessly: "Well, I can't do anything about it. Who is the monster that our director specifically asked you to kill? But I can assure you that as long as it doesn't involve secrets, I can share the follow-up intelligence with you unconditionally."

After hearing Joaquin's promise, George's face looked much better.

Don't hit a smiling person.

At least Joaquin's attitude towards him made him feel much more comfortable than the arrogant Grant Ward just now.

Thinking of the group of people who just ran away in disgrace, George asked, "Who are those guys just now? They acted like this under the banner of your FBI, and you let them go so easily. When did the FBI become so easy to talk to?"

Joaquin thought that if he hadn't arrived in time, the case that their director had worked so hard to win would have been taken away by those bastards from SHIELD, and his face was a little ugly.

"Sorry, George, I can't tell you about their origins, but I will report this matter to the director and ask him to go and cause trouble for those guys."

"You can't tell me either?"

George looked at Joaquin in surprise.