Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 446 Mark's Case-Solving Rate (Guarantee First)
Office of the CEO, Lowell Pharmaceuticals.

Mark waved to the agents on both sides, then stepped forward with a smile and looked at the middle-aged Hannah Lowe who also stood up from the office chair.

Hannah Lowe became famous in the [-]s.

In that era, Hannah's reputation far surpassed some of Hollywood's top stars.

In particular, her nude protest photos were circulated all over the world during that time, and her reputation reached a peak.

Subsequently.

Mark smiled and said, "Ms. Lowe, will you go by yourself or will my agents help you?"

"No need!" Hannah said quietly, "I left some snacks but not for the FBI."

Mark smiled.

He was also helpless.

They are already planning to watch from the sidelines.

Unexpectedly, the Secretary of the Navy, who was in a video conference with the Minister of Justice, saw that Mark had arrived at the naval base and directly asked the Minister of Justice to let him join this joint investigation.

According to the regular rhythm.

No matter which law enforcement agency has these things happened, it will always be the law enforcement agency that finally solves the case.

As for the reason?

Very simple.

Shame two words.

It was originally agreed.

The FBI and the Naval Criminal Investigative Service are investigating separately.

But no way.

Leading the investigation is Mark Lewis, the FBI's most efficient detective to date.

Even if Mark hadn't watched the American drama of NCIS.

But one phone call goes on.

Mark appeared at the current position with the investigation warrant and arrest warrant.

The caller was the Red Devil, the so-called gatekeeper of the dark criminal world.

I learned from the Red Devil who was selling arms in the Caribbean that someone asked the Red Devil through a middleman three months ago if there was any special biological virus.

After that it will be a matter of course.

Anyway, Clark Kent, played by Mark, has a few reputations in the field of middlemen.

After this alias came out, there was a jerk terrorist who called his Clark phone to buy a dirty bomb to release in New York.

that's it.

Mark uncovered a possible terrorist attack like a tree waiting for a rabbit, and even followed the vines to completely eliminate a foreign terrorist lurking in New York...

"Ms. Lowe, please." Mark smiled and stretched out his right hand like a gentleman.

"Can you wait a moment?" Up to now, Ms. Hannah Lowe still maintained her big president demeanor and asked as if discussing.

"Wait for NCIS?"

"When they lied to protect that cadet, they left me with no choice...Now, you admit that the cadet raped my daughter, and this will all end, or..."

"Ms. Lowe, please wait." Mark put his hands in his pockets and said with an unchanged smile: "I think you got a fundamental problem wrong."

"……what?"

"I'm the FBI, not NCIS. It's the FBI that's got you, not NCIS."

Mark smiled slightly, nodded directly to a senior agent sent by the Washington DC office, and said, "Show the arrest warrant to Ms. Lowe, and don't forget to read the Miranda rights to Ms. Lowe. I know that the lawyers who eat in Washington are all law students who were born in top universities."

Done.

The federal agent from Washington who was temporarily seconded by Mark walked towards Hannah Lowe, CEO of Lowell Pharmaceuticals behind the desk in front of him, with a blank expression on his face.

"Ms. Hannah Lowe, this is a warrant for your arrest and you have the right to remain silent, but you..."

Mark directly took out his sunglasses from his arms and put them on for himself.

As for the voice behind Hannah Lowe's face changing, Mark just turned a blind eye...

What are you kidding.

It's fine if you don't take over the case.

But just take over?
Mark, the federal special senior detective who is the crime nemesis federal detective, said that no criminal could escape his grasp after committing a crime.

Regardless of identity, age, gender.

As long as the case falls into Mark's hands, the case will be solved within 73 hours, and the accuracy rate of almost 80.00% has been maintained throughout Mark's career.

Soon.

Just as Mark came out of Lowell Pharmaceuticals behind him with a group of agents, he saw Gibbs who got off the car not far away, and a tall, brown-skinned woman.

Gibbs stared blankly at Hannah Lowe, who was being led by two agents behind Mark.

Mark shrugged and said, "Sorry Gibbs, I didn't want to rob you of the case."

When the Naval Base Combat Command Center had a video call with the Attorney General, the Attorney General specifically asked Gibbs if he needed Mark to lead the team.

Gibbs didn't speak...

"I need an antidote." Gibbs looked at Mark expressionlessly.

Mark reached out and pointed to the door of Lowell Pharmaceuticals behind.

over there.

Four or five researchers with glasses were also regarded as second-class suspects and were arrested by federal agents.

Mark pointed to the second thin researcher with glasses, and then said to Gibbs, "You're welcome."

Gibbs walked directly towards the researcher.

A federal agent next to him just wanted to stop him, but then he moved away from Mark's eyes.

next second.

Gibbs drew his gun as fast as a hurricane and as fast as lightning.

The gun in his hand was directly pointed at the researcher's head, and under the exclamation of everyone around him, he said with care like gold: "The antidote."

The researcher was dumbfounded, and knelt down and stammered, "I made a vaccine, not an antidote. It won't work when the victim is infected. Hannah made a mistake..."

The researcher was just halfway through his words.

Click.

Gibbs loaded his pistol.

"Sir?"

"Ok?"

"No...won't you stop me?"

The senior female detective sent by the Washington office to assist Mark looked at the scene in front of her in surprise and asked Mark who was standing beside her as if she was watching a play.

"of course not."

Mark raised his right hand and smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and leaned on the car door behind him and said lightly: "Don't worry, you have to have confidence in our law enforcement team."

Female detective: "..."

The female detective's speechless Mark didn't care.

At this moment, Mark suddenly thought of a question.

Saying.

The Lowell Pharmaceutical Group, whose market value is in the range of 200 billion, happened after such a premeditated attack on law enforcement agents.

The stock price should not move like stagnant water.

Especially her executive president and several researchers were taken away in full view.

The stock price will explode like an avalanche.

But now...

Mark glanced at dozens of unknown people on the phone in the distance.

I know it's a pig.

It's too late to short Lowell Pharmaceuticals now.

This is a lot of beautiful swords that can be obtained for free...

(End of this chapter)