Mei Man Zhi Ya Mo Zhuo armor

Chapter 211
New York, FBI Division.

FBI, the full name of the Federal Bureau of Investigation.Due to its high appearance rate in major movies, the FBI may be one of the most famous investigative organizations in the world.The director of the organization is directly appointed by the President of the United States and has been approved by the Senate. The annual budget is even more astronomical.

Florence Hume, one of the assistant directors of the FBI, an old agent who has been working in the organization for more than 20 years.Compared with ordinary people, her secret agent career can definitely be regarded as colorful.In her resume, there is the Medal of Honor personally awarded by the president. She has personally captured the spies sent by the rest of the Communist Party to carry out sabotage operations, and has also achieved many beautiful results in cooperation with the agents of SHIELD.She doesn't have any background, and it can be said that she can climb to where she is today because of her own excellent strength.

And today, it is expected that she will add a lot of color to her gorgeous secret service career.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, all the computer screens in the main control room were lit with faint fluorescent lights.Technicians, wearing headphones, sat engrossed in front of their computers, their fingers flying like flying fingers.Florence was dressed in a capable black dress, with her arms folded around her chest, personally supervising the work of the technicians.

It is generally no small matter that so many people can work overtime urgently at this point, and even be supervised by the assistant chief.Today's focus is on a man, a man whose name is not even known, and who is only honored as "Jin Bing".

Nobody knows who this guy is or how he got to where he is today.It was as if all of a sudden, the title "Jin Bin" spread through the New York underground.There are rumors that he is a man as cruel as a lion, but more cunning than a fox, and he is so powerful that he can break rocks with his bare hands, and he can even compete with some superpowers.Even in the criminal world, few people know the true identity of "Jin Bing", but such a mysterious figure can single-handedly promote the operation of crime in the entire city, even for the FBI, he is also a very difficult number one figure .

But today, this dangerous guy finally seemed to show a flaw.

Recently, some top-secret information on national defense was stolen by insiders.The matter even alarmed the White House, and the FBI director personally issued a death order—no matter what method is used, the leakage of information must be prevented. The FBI has been busy all over the past two days.

Just a day earlier, there had been new intelligence that the stolen file appeared to have fallen into the hands of the New York gang.According to the reports of some informants placed by the FBI in the gang, it is likely that someone under "Jin Bin" stole the information and tried to make a profit from it.

Florence realized at the time that this might be a great opportunity instead.Jin Bing has always been careful. The FBI has been watching him for so many years and has never found any flaws. This time may just be an excellent opportunity to catch this big fish.

"Director, I found something!" A technician shouted, "Someone is uploading top-secret content!"

"Immediately reverse track and locate." Florence ordered immediately.

The stolen documents are electronic files with special identification codes attached to them.Once it is viewed on any terminal device, the code runs automatically and emits a special positioning signal, precisely to prevent such loss.

Even though she was already an old secret agent who had experienced many storms, Florence still couldn't help being a little nervous at the moment.She looked at the watch almost subconsciously, and every time she was disappointed to find that the second hand had only passed a few small divisions.Generally speaking, the positioning procedure takes at least several minutes to run.

The positioning progress bar was almost full, and the slowly rising percentage finally barely reached the 98% position.Only one breath away, they will succeed in reaching that location.

However, like in countless movie plots, the progress bar gets stuck at this last moment.The green number froze at 98, and the frustrating "link down" window popped up on the screen.

"The reading was interrupted." The technician said with some frustration, "It was only a little bit closer."

Florence quickly calmed down and asked, "Where is the information? Has it been leaked?"

"Probably not, the upload was forcibly canceled. I guess the other party may have discovered that we were tracking and positioning, and terminated the transmission in time. But we still located the approximate location."

"Where?"

"It's in Manhattan, this area."

As he spoke, the technician put the area map on the big screen.

"Schools, hospitals, hotels." Florence narrowed her eyes, as if a scanner quickly scanned every building on the map.Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she stopped on one of the tall buildings.

"Fisk Mansion." She said decisively, "The focus of the search is on Fisk Mansion. Pull yourself together, my intuition tells me that we are about to catch a big fish!"

Meanwhile, the top floor of the Fisk Tower.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, that was the sound of the elevator arriving at the station.The gleaming golden elevator door slid open, and a bald, fat man with a size of three people and who was almost like a meatball came out of the elevator domineeringly.His face is full of flesh, but there is no lack of arrogance between his brows, and the moment he walks out of the elevator door, it seems that a wind blows out with him.

Wilson Fisk, the owner of the building.In public he was an entrepreneur, a philanthropist, and a New Yorker who genuinely wanted to make the city better.And behind the scenes, he is the legendary Jin Bin who called the clouds and rain in the criminal world.

"Father." A handsome blond young man in a green suit greeted him with a smug smile.The young man's name was Richard Fisk, the biological son of the crime lord Kim Bin.

Wilson Fisk asked coldly: "Have you caught someone?"

"It's that idiot, father." Richard moved away, pointing to the man tied into a rice dumpling behind him, who was curling up in a corner in horror when he saw Jin Bin come in.

"He stole top-secret national defense information privately, using our resources. If I hadn't found out and stopped him in time, we would have been exposed by now." Richard Fisk said ostentatiously.

Jin Bin nodded, and his eyes shifted to the thin man.The guy shrank pitifully, and said, "Please, Jin Bing, I am also for you"

Without saying a word, Jin stepped forward slowly and lifted the man up.

Unexpectedly, Jin Bin started to untie him.

The man was a little at a loss for a while, and said incoherently: "Thank you. Thank you for your greatness. I will work harder for you in the future and work hard for you."

"No, I don't need it anymore." Jin Bin said, his tone was cold but devilish.

He said: "You have your own desires, and I can understand that. Everyone in this room has their own desires, and I encourage my people to pursue their own desires."

Having said that, he paused, but the conversation suddenly changed.

"But! I can't allow anyone's selfish desires to drag me down!"

As soon as the words fell, he shot suddenly.He grabbed the collar of the man's nape with his plump palms like an eagle lifting a chick, lifted him up, pushed his head and slammed it hard towards the corner of the table.The man's head hit the corner of the table again and again, more and more blood was splashed, and more heinous contents were thrown everywhere.

The man gradually stopped struggling and made no movement, but Wilson still didn't let go, still repeating this mechanical movement.Richard Fisk quietly watched his father's brutal behavior from behind, but still kept smiling.

Five minutes later, it seemed the beast had finally let off steam.He dropped the body with its almost shattered head, and his son, very tactfully, handed him a hand towel to wipe.

"We must prepare for the worst." Richard said calmly, ignoring the bloody corpse, "The FBI may have discovered us."

Wilson also calmed down and glanced at him: "So you already have a solution?"

"Of course, father." Richard smiled triumphantly, "You can rest assured to leave it to me, and I will take care of everything."

(End of this chapter)