Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 21
If it is said that among journalists and media, the speed of news transmission is the first step.

So!

The messaging between major law enforcement agencies is at the second level.

Among them, the FBI is the leader!
This is not!

It's [-]:[-] in the morning, and I've just finished pissing off that Brownclaw who was following his ass like a bedbug and smelling stink!

An hour later, the landline on Mick's desk rang!

"Say!"

Jack, who was sitting in his office, looked up at the closed office and said to the phone, "Boss, the minister's number is on line two!"

"Understood!" Mark said lightly, and then connected the call from Line [-]!

"Mark Lewis, Mr. Secretary!"

"...Mark, Deputy Minister Leonard came to my office to complain about you just now. I heard that you swept his face!"

"Hehe, have you heard?" Mark smiled slightly, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, sat down on the sofa with the phone in his hand, took a sip of his wine and said, "You know, that Brown has been watching me from the very beginning. Pleasing to the eye."

"I know!" Justin Oren on the other side of the phone also smiled heartily: "So I tore up the application asking you to stop accepting the investigation!"

"……thanks!"

"You don't need to thank me. It only took you two days this time to solve this horrible case. When we talked on the phone yesterday, the governor said when he would meet with you."

Mark was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "The one from Texas?"

"Otherwise, who else could it be? The governor is also the secretary-general of our society, you don't know it." Justin Oren, who was standing at the window, looking at the Capitol, said with a smile on his face: "However, wait until When you meet the governor, I'm afraid you will have to change your title."

Mark, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded and said, "I know, should I change my name to Mr. President?"

"Hahaha... that's fine, I'm calling to tell you, don't worry, as long as I can solve the case, I won't let my competent staff take the Internal Affairs Department away!"

"Thank you!"

After talking on the phone with Oren, Mark unconsciously tapped on the armrest of the sofa with his right hand.

how to say!

After the conversation just now, Mark heard the voice over.

but!

There is never a free lunch in this world.

If you get something in return, you have to give something.

This is one of the most basic social laws, especially in a super country like the United States.

Do you really think that if you join a society, you can rely on your connections to make your way to the top without paying any price?

Naive, so naive!
noon!

Mark logged on to the secret website of the society on the computer. It is said that the management system of this website has part of the source code of Stark Industries.

As for whether it is true or false, for a computer novice like Mark.

Anyway, fooled him!
Open the internal mail and look at an email from an alias senior inspector.

Mark opened it and took a look!
Smiled disdainfully!

Among the associations that Mark joined, there was a set of strict institutional managers.

President, Secretary, Senior Inspector, Reach Inspector, Treasurer, Deacon, Steward and Gatekeeper!

As for Mark, although he belongs to the sixth rank in the FBI, he is in charge of the rank of agent.

But in Yale's community, until now, it's only in the third gear, Deacon!

As for the senior inspector who just sent the email, it is Justin Oren, the current Minister of Justice of the United States!

As for other people in the club who are higher than him, even Mark is at a loss!
When accepting community resources, Mark only knew that members were almost all over the world.

But without exception, all of them are the elite of the elite!

If it weren't for the club's history dating back to the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Mark would have suspected that this wouldn't be a branch of Hydra that changed its skin!

Light up a flue-cured cigarette brought back from the East!
Take a deep breath!
no way!
If you take other people's resources, you have to do things for them.

if not!

How does society work, if you don't ask for anything in return.

but!

Compared with the tens of thousands of prospective members who are not even gatekeepers in the United States alone!
Mark is still quite proud.

Still the same sentence, finally came to this world, on the basis that Jiumei only guarantees basic personal safety.

Mark can only fight on his own.

He wants to live forever!
Anyway, he already has enough black history, and there is no shortage of such a one!
What's more, compare it with that anti-social and anti-human Hydra organization!

The university club that Mark joined was like a little white flower in the mud.

At worst, learn from that Comrade Odin who lived long enough!

After you become famous, just use flowers and poems to whitewash and cover up your dark history!
As for whether it will damage his reputation, Mark maintains a developmental attitude towards it.

Moreover, Mark is not the kind of Notre Dame's person!
Egoists!
Mark prefers the evaluation given to him by people in the industry.

Compared with one of the unscrupulous Shuangke in Shanghai, Mark felt that he was much more merciful!
At the very least, Mark didn't use any means to drive his boss out of the stage, and sat up by himself!

Mark expressed his deep disdain for that colleague in Shanghai!
That Mr. Mi is no longer described as an egoist.

Mark seriously suspects that Mr. Mi has serious anti-social psychology!

Half an hour later!
Mark walked out of the office, leaned on the edge of the fence, and looked at Debbie who was browsing a certain lily website on the Internet.

Smiling slightly, said: "Debbie!"

Under Mark's watchful eyes, Debbie closed the dark net calmly, brushed a strand of blond hair that fell to her earlobe, and looked up at Mark with a pair of blue eyes.

"Did a female employee go missing at the Pentagon yesterday?"

Debbie was slightly taken aback, opened the internal communication network of the law enforcement agency, looked it up, and said curiously: "Yes, but the missing woman is a navy captain, and the Naval Criminal Investigative Service has already taken over, regardless of our affairs. "

Mark froze for a moment, and said, "Gibbs' team took over."

Debbie nodded!

Jethro Gibbs, a monster cut off from today's popular culture, is especially reluctant to embrace electronics.

However, what Mark remembers most is the time when he jointly handled the case with NCIS.

In the basement of this Gibbs home, a handmade wooden boat is under construction!

seem.

Never thought about how to move a 25-foot wooden boat out of a six-foot wide door...

After thinking for a while, Mark looked at Jack, who was lying on the desk with a lazy face, and said, "Jack, get ready and go to the Navy Yard!"

Jack was slightly taken aback, and said, "Boss, isn't it, there is another case?"

Mark glanced directly at Jack, ignoring...

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