North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 317 Langley

Jimmy drove along with Frank for a while, and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the direction of this road. Their car was parked on the side of the road, and next to it was the Maozi Embassy. Jimmy did not follow Frank and parked the car behind Frank, but drove forward again.

A long way away from their position.

Frank and the others don't care. After all, they are retired old men. Even if they are seen by others, it will not be a big problem. What's more, they are still being hunted and may not survive. Who cares about being seen and contacted by others?

Maozi.

For Jimmy, the Maozi Embassy is still a very sensitive area. No one would believe that there is no external surveillance embassy here in the United States. If nothing else, there must be various surveillance cameras within a one kilometer radius, and the surveillance cameras of various agencies.

Surveillance teams are all over the place. Although he wears sunglasses at night and a cowboy hat in the car, no one knows whether anyone can identify him based on his exposed parts. FBI special agents put him at the scene late at night.

The car parked next to the Maozi embassy. This is standard spy behavior.

Regretting it, Jimmy had nothing at hand, not even a telescope. He only saw Frank getting out of the car and walking to the embassy, ​​but he couldn't see what was happening at the embassy. He was still inexperienced, since he knew what Frank was going to do.

If it's something serious, you should prepare some equipment and equipment in advance.

There are also guns. Jimmy is on a business trip to Dallas this time, so he has two guns with him, but they are both registered sidearms and cannot be used at all in this situation.

Experience, this really takes time to accumulate. Apart from working with a gangster, Jimmy has never done such a big thing before, so he still lacks a lot.

After waiting for a long time, Frank finally came out and started the car. Jimmy also started and followed from a distance. Because it was night and there were not many cars on the road, there was no need to worry about being left behind.

Suddenly, Jimmy discovered that there was something wrong with the car behind him. They were not driving very fast. If the car behind him was going at the previous speed, it would have surpassed him. As a result, he was now dozens of meters behind him and stopped accelerating.

He looked at the left and right rearview mirrors and judged that there was only one car based on the headlights. Jimmy was not alarmed. He continued to drive forward for a while, turned on the turn signal and entered the gas station. The car behind him did not follow him in, but continued to drive forward.

, guessed wrong?

Jimmy refueled and continued on the road. This time he called Frank directly: "Frank, see if there is a car following you?"

Frank: "I've discovered it a long time ago. I'll show him around. You need to find a place first."

Jimmy: "OK."

The keen senses of these old agents are really strong. It only took them a while to refuel and they discovered the person they were following. From this, it can be judged that they were not following them, but were using themselves to block their car and follow them.

Frank in front.

The question now is, who are they?

Jimmy found a gap, parked the car on the side of the road, opened the window and smoked while waiting for Frank's notification. He waited for half an hour before he notified the location of a motel.

Jimmy came to the motel. This kind of place won't look up any information and is the most convenient for daily use. The key is that there are no cameras at all in this kind of place.

Jimmy knocked on Frank's door: "How's it going, Frank?"

Frank: "Well, let's get rid of it. It seems it's the FBI, following us from the embassy."

Jimmy: "Is there any danger?"

Frank: "Probably not. We'll leave for Langley in the morning. Be more alert when you go to bed at night and don't sleep too hard."

Jimmy nodded, left Frank's room, and returned to his own room.

While he was sleeping, Jimmy was suddenly woken up. He looked outside with his inner eye and found four people walking towards the hotel room. They looked very professional and tiptoeing. At least Jimmy hadn't heard anything yet.

This feeling of being awakened was not the first time. It had happened several times before in Tata Town. Jimmy gently picked up the gun under the pillow, slowly got out of bed, and walked to the side behind the door.

Looking at the direction they were moving, it seemed that they were not heading towards him, but towards Frank. This once again confirmed Jimmy's judgment that these people should be federal agents. It was not clear which department they were from. Looking at the ambassadors of various countries,

In principle, the person in the museum should be the FBI, but this is Washington, DC, who knows?!

Jimmy was not worried. He had already observed that Frank and Marvin had already gotten up. They were doing the same thing as him, standing behind the door and turning sideways to avoid exposing themselves.

After looking at their direction, Jimmy took a few steps and put the gun back under his pillow. This is his sidearm. If you can, don't use it. It's too easy to expose. I regret it. If I had known something was going to happen, I should have prepared a spare one in advance.

On the gun belt.

Jimmy watched four people go to Frank's room and open the door slowly. He didn't push it all the way open, but when it was halfway open, two people entered the room in the dark. They rushed towards the bed, behind them.

The two people also came in. At this time, Frank and Marvin pushed the door and let it close. It didn't take long for the two of them to work together to deal with the four people who came in.

Well, old age makes you stronger, or rather old age makes you stronger. It seems that Tom said that Frank is his instructor, and it is true. Jimmy is really envious of this skill. He is only learning some basics at the FBI academy.

Combat skills are combined with some bad moves. It is really difficult to knock down four people as smoothly as Frank and Marvin.

Seeing that everything was okay, Jimmy turned on the light. Since someone had already touched the door, was knocked down, and did not reply to the agency behind them, they must have judged that the arrest failed. Frank and the others would have to leave immediately, otherwise they would really not know.

How many people will come later?

Jimmy changed his clothes, took his luggage and went out, just as Frank and the others came out, but it was not their room, but Sarah's room.

Jimmy asked in a low voice: "How is it? Are they dead?"

Frank shook his head: "No, I just fainted. FBI, surveillance personnel must have discovered us. They sent a few people nearby, and we left immediately."

Jimmy nodded, but Frank left first. Jimmy set off again after a while, and took the opposite route, going around in a circle before driving to Langley.

Langley, the headquarters of the CIA, is located on the Potomac River at the junction of Virginia and Washington, D.C., covering an area of ​​more than 200 acres. This is the core area of ​​the CIA, and it is also a place that Jimmy was very reluctant to come to because he was very dissatisfied with the CIA.

I don't understand at all. Although I have such an identity, I have no idea about the CIA's operation methods or even the route to the headquarters. The secret will definitely be exposed.

But this time with the old-timers Frank and Marvin, the problem was not big. Frank did not drive directly to Langley, but found a forestside villa far away from Langley.

Frank opened the villa and went in. Jimmy had already observed that there was no one here. He asked: "You actually have a safe house here?"

Frank: "Of course not, this was arranged by an old friend."

Several people were scattered in the room. Frank pushed open a cabinet in the kitchen, revealing a small room. He took out a box from it. Putting it on the coffee table in the living room, Frank opened the box and took out a military uniform.

There are small things like medals and medals.

Frank: "Sarah, iron this dress for me."

Frank took out the prepared certificate from his pocket and placed it on the table, and began to assemble the medals in the box. Jimmy glanced at the certificate, General Harrow of the U.S. Army, Nuclear Physicist Shinika Johnson, Good Guy, Frank

The photos with Sarah are all posted.

Jimmy: "You got these from the embassy?"

Frank nodded, "Without you and Marvin, you will be outside to take care of us."

Jimmy smacked his lips in regret, "I thought I had a chance to go inside Langley and visit."

Frank: "You haven't been there?"

Jimmy: "Never."

Frank raised his head and glanced at Jimmy: "Really want to go in?"

Jimmy nodded wildly, and Frank shouted: "Marvin, help Jimmy prepare an ID photo."

Jimmy followed Marvin into the small room where Frank had just taken the box. It was really complete inside. After a while, a CIA identity card was made. There was actually a set of document suppression equipment. The card was printed, the photo was affixed, and it was directly sealed in plastic.

Done.

Jimmy took the ID, Ken Inouye, Communication Section of the Management Office. He looked at Marvin: "Is it that simple?"

Marvin: "How difficult do you think it is? This is just the CIA headquarters, with a lot of ordinary staff. As long as you don't swipe your card in the confidential area, there will be no problem."

Jimmy: "I mean, are you sure this information is available? What if this person is no longer at the headquarters?"

Marvin: "You can trust KGB's ability. Since the data is still in this computer, it can definitely be used. We are out."

Jimmy held his ID card and clipped it to his left breast pocket, "How do they hang ID tags here at the headquarters? Like this?"

Frank took a look and said, "Change into a suit, your clothes won't work."

Jimmy did as he was told. He had just opened two boxes in the small room and looked at them. They were all sets of clothes in various styles. He adjusted his hair, put on black-rimmed glasses, and put on a little makeup. It looked like the same

He was very different from his original self.

In the afternoon, Frank drove an SUV from the villa garage and left with Sara, while Jimmy drove a much older Honda Civic and followed Frank to the Langley Building from a distance.

Jimmy followed Frank all the way into the parking lot, swiped his card and entered his password. There was no obstacle to entering the building, and no one checked the people coming and going.

Jimmy did not take the same elevator with Frank. Frank and the others went down to the archives area, while he went up from another elevator to the guest lounge area. Before Jimmy could get on, Frank's elevator was already sounding the alarm.

Good guys, Jimmy's elevator has been closed, and there's no way to see what's going on. Frank is seen standing, while Sarah is looking for something on the ground. Three armed security guards come outside the elevator and aim at them with guns.

After a while, three security guards also squatted down to look for something, and then the alarm was lifted. Jimmy also came upstairs, beyond the scope of his eyes. He sat in the guest lounge area and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Jimmy rested here.

It's not that Jimmy doesn't want to go around, it's mainly because he's timid. He's worried that if he accidentally goes to the wrong place and gets caught, he'll be in trouble. Here you can see people coming and going, and you can probably take a look at the nearby structures.

, that’s enough, this is just the first time here, just light up the map.

Observing the surrounding offices, it looks no different from the FBI office. All the men are basically wearing suits, some are black formal suits, some are casual suits, and the styles are not consistent. As for the ladies, they can wear all kinds of things.

They looked very relaxed.

Unfortunately, Jimmy's free time didn't last long. Just after drinking coffee, he heard the fire alarm go off.

People in various offices began to leave, and Jimmy followed the flow of people out. What happened to Frank? Otherwise, why would there be a fire alarm suddenly?

The scene was very chaotic now, and Jimmy couldn't do anything too unconventional, so he could only follow the flow of people and leave the building through the gate on the first floor. The Langley Building is a very huge building, and the fire alarm was only in this area, so there were no people downstairs.

There weren't too many people. Jimmy stood outside the crowd and looked towards the exit of the building. If something happened to Frank, he would probably take advantage of the chaotic crowd to leave the building.

Jimmy looked around and suddenly noticed something was wrong with an ambulance. Isn't the old driver Marvin inside? There was another person in the car, sitting behind Marvin. It should be fine. Jimmy looked around, no one was paying attention to him, so he moved

He walked to the front of the fire truck, nodded to Marvin, opened the door of the car and got in the car.

Jimmy's expression changed when he saw the situation in the carriage. Marvin seemed to have been punched in the face and had a tampon stuffed in his nose. A very familiar-looking old black man was pointing a gun at Marvin. This old man was really serious.

He is too old, and the age spots on his face are very obvious and numerous. "Marvin, what's going on?"

The old black man pointed the gun at Marvin and said to Jimmy: "You sit in the back."

Jimmy moved a little slowly, and after getting closer, he stretched his right hand forward, and at the same time, he pushed his body forward with force under his feet. His right hand directly pushed on the black man's arm holding the gun. The pistol followed the black man's arm and moved to the side, hitting the car.

The pistol fell to the ground. Jimmy held the black man's other arm with his left hand. After retracting his right hand, he grabbed the arm with both hands and twisted it behind the black man.

The black man was too old and his reaction speed could not keep up with a young man like Jimmy. After the pistol fell to the ground, he gave up resistance.

Jimmy reached out and pulled the black man to the back of the car, then slowly backed away and picked up the pistol from the ground. "Who are you?"

The black man did not answer Jimmy's words, but looked at Marvin: "Who is he?"

Marvin: "Frank's friend."

The black man nodded and sat on the bench without talking. Jimmy looked at the situation in front of him. It was obvious that they knew each other. Why did he point a gun at Marvin just now? Now is not the time for interrogation. Jimmy looked at him with a gun.

Looking outside, Sarah helped Frank, who was dressed as a firefighter, to the ambulance. He opened the door and let them in.

Frank showed a surprised expression when he entered the car, "You are really capable, Joe."

Sarah suddenly reacted: "Joe? The dead Joe?"

The black man glanced at Sarah, then looked at Frank: "She's with us?"

Frank: "Yeah!"

Joe looked at Sarah: "Not dead yet, just retired." Then Joe looked at Jimmy, "Where is this little guy?"

Frank: "A friend, together."

Jimmy suddenly interjected: "Joe Mathewson? I just handled a case where Joe Mathewson was shot and killed in New York."

Joe: "That's me too, it's just my name."

Jimmy was a little confused. He had checked the list given by Frank in the system before. People with the same name were all counted as older people. Most of them were recorded as dead, and only 3 people were alive. Now it seems that the light in this car

There are only 3 people alive, Marvin and Joe are not dead, so are the others on the list fake death?

Also, should we continue to investigate the Joe Mathewson case in New York?

There are still too many people here now, so let’s check with Frank when the crowds calm down.

Marvin couldn't listen any more and said, "Can we go?" "Yeah."

Marvin started the ambulance and left the Langley Building. Joe, the black man, pulled Frank's clothes off and took a look, "You were shot?" As the car moved, Joe stopped Frank's bleeding, but the bleeding still couldn't be stopped.

Joe: "You are still bleeding. There must be a wound inside. We need to find someone to stop the bleeding."

Frank leaned against the carriage and sighed, "Let's go to the Eagle's Nest."

Marvin complained, "Then we'll all get shot."

Frank also looked very reluctant, "I'll go in by myself."

(End of chapter)