Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 38 The chief who wants to kill Mark

Inside the Director's Office!
Mark flipped through the materials handed over by the director of Carlisle just now, and looked down further.

Mark's eyebrows furrowed more and more!

quite a while!

With a "snap", Mark closed the document in his hand, gritted his teeth and shook his head, "I should have killed him right then!"

Three months ago, the verdict on Boramhatu finally came to an end.

Sentenced to life imprisonment by a New York federal court.

but!
Somehow, this handsome terrorist hooked up with the CIA.

Three days ago, the CIA sent a team to prepare to transfer Boramhatu, who was detained in the New York Central Prison, to Washington, and encountered a group of unknown armed forces.

Three CIA agents died instantly, and Boramhatu was lost.

Mark frowned, looked at the blacked-out part of the file and asked curiously: "What information did Boram give the CIA to make the CIA guy spend so much effort to transfer him to Washington?"

Carlisle spread his hands and said, "This is a secret!"

Mark chuckled, threw the folder in his hand on the desk and said, "Then why are you looking for me now? The guys from the CIA won't think I'm the one who robbed the prison."

Carlisle crossed his arms and said, "The CIA has reason to believe that although Boram escaped, he has not yet left the country..."

"Then……"

"...Tell me about Alia!"

"No comment!" Mark said coldly!

Carlisle looked at Mark with an arc at the corner of his mouth and said, "The corners of the mouth are slightly bent, the eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and the right hand is unconsciously covering the left pocket..."

Mark interrupted, glancing at Carlisle, "That's why I never date a therapist!"

Ever since he dated a psychology tutor in Federal College, Mark has stayed away from studying psychology since then!
correct!

What's the name of that ex-girlfriend...

"I'm not a psychiatrist, I'm your boss!" Carlisle said lightly, "We think that the biggest reason why Boram didn't leave New York is you!"

"You mean, Boram still wants to kill me?"

Carlisle nodded.

Mark smiled again and said, "Does the CIA want me to be a bait to help them catch Hartu?"

Carlisle didn't speak!
next second!
Mark stood up directly, stretched his waist and said, "Forget it, explain to the guy from the CIA, hehe, I didn't expect that I didn't know how to die at that time."

"Louis..."

"Director, if there are other matters, let me listen, don't even think about this matter..."

He turned his head and smiled at the director in charge behind the desk, and then walked out of the office directly!

What a joke.

Dealing with those crazy guys in the CIA.

Mark is 1 unwilling!

Fortunately, in foreign countries, the CIA has law enforcement powers.

But at home, any law enforcement action by the CIA is illegal and invalid!
It is clear.

The Carlisle Donner Commissioner is not an easy man either.

I thought that Mark would take Brahmhatu's escape seriously, and then said a few words that Hartu's target was himself, so that he was at a loss!
At last……

On the sidelines, let yourself cooperate with the guys from the CIA!

The abacus is good!

It is the CIA's credit that Boramhatu was caught.

But if he didn't catch it, an accident happened, and the CIA pushed, Mark would be directly responsible.

Thinking very well!

but!
Could it be that the director in charge thought that Mark's promotion to the position of field supervisor was all due to luck and connections.

There is no blood in the pit.

still?

Mark thought about it, not all, but 80.00% of the women he hooked up with.

He has a general image!

And obviously, Carlisle Donner was not in Mark's impression!

Mark walked to the elevator entrance and glanced at the closed director's office.

With a mocking smile on his face!
This woman is not simple.

……

Back in his office area on the third floor, Mark said to Jack who was sitting on his seat and playing Spider Solitaire: "Jack, please contact New York Central Prison and ask them to transfer Boramhatu's Bring over the video surveillance and call recordings."

"...Boss!" Jack replied suspiciously: "Just now when you asked me to investigate Hartu, you had a conversation with the prison and said that all the monitoring and video recordings for the past six months were given to the people in the Washington office. It was taken away."

Mark frowned slightly and said, "Are you sure it's ours?"

Jack nodded and said, "That's what the warden told me. Three months ago, the Washington office transferred Hatu away. What's wrong..."

"Falke..." Mark felt tired for a while.

Although the guys from the CIA have no law enforcement power in the country, it is not that they have no action in the country.

Secret operations in the country are basically covered with FBI's tiger skin!
The mission was successful, and the CIA did not give any credit to the FBI!

The mission failed, and they disappeared immediately. The CIA refused to admit it, and they were all blamed...

It's just nonsense to the extreme!
Although the people below are very unhappy, it doesn't hinder the tacit understanding of Washington's top management!

After waving his hand, Mark walked back down the stairs to his office.

He took out a half-drunk bottle of bourbon directly from the wine cabinet.

Take out two ice cubes from the refrigerator, throw them into the wine glass, and pour a large glass full.

Sitting on the sofa, thoughtfully pointing fingertips on the armrest...

When Hattu was arrested in January.

Mark wanted to send Hattu directly to hell to meet Mephisto.

but……

Adam and others appeared too soon, and Mark had no choice but to give up such an idea.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

"Mark Lewis!"

"Brother, I passed the interview!"

"……what!"

When Mark rushed home, he saw his little sister packing her luggage in a hurry.

Mark rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I think you should reconsider, I mean, a nun, but a more promising profession than an actor."

Annie, who was packing her duties in the suitcase, turned her head and gave Mark a blank stare, and said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Mark, I'm your sister!"

"...that should know what I think of actresses or of Hollywood."

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

"Then you should know that I have several previous Hollywood girlfriends, and they all said that when we met for the first time."

"...I'm too lazy to tell you about my flight at five o'clock."

"Then at least tell me what crew you are interviewing for." Mark leaned on the door frame.

The younger sister has grown up, she is not as cute as before, and she doesn't listen to her elder brother anymore.

Apart from being inexplicably sad, Mark has made up his mind.

It's a good thing for my sister to go to Hollywood, so she should be escorted no matter what.

The filth of Hollywood was something that Mark had personally seen before he fell out with the super rich second generation.

On the way to the airport by car.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Annie looked at Mark with excitement and asked, "Are you sure you won't make trouble?"

"Of course!" Mark nodded with a serious expression!

Annie frowned, but still seemed to say: "Okay, I'll tell you."

Then, turning sideways, like a little girl who couldn't hide a secret, her eyes narrowed into a straight line and said:
"It's Disney's The Princess Diaries directed by Mr. Garry Marshall!"

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