Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 557 The Ex-Girlfriend's Death

Federal Building.

"No."

"...the face is too blurry to be recognized."

"Try the voiceprint recognition system."

"It's even more unlikely that our database was pulled from Langley to identify known terrorists."

"What about other monitoring?"

"Too fast for Ravencroft's surveillance cameras to catch."

"..."

While the office was busy, Mark sat on the sofa in the combat command center and tapped his fingers unconsciously.

The database of the local FBI dares to say that it is second, and any law enforcement agency dare not say that it is first.

There are only two possibilities for finding no match in the federal database.

Either this guy hasn't been in a police station once.

or...

"...you don't know me anymore?"

Mark frowned slightly when he thought of what the hooded man said.

quite a while.

Mark's fingers stopped tapping unconsciously and stared at Debbie who walked into the combat command center.

Debbie's expression was hesitant to speak.

Mark asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

After thinking for a while, Debbie handed over the information in her hand and said, "Yesterday at ten o'clock in the morning, the Boston radio station building was attacked by electric men, and an anchor died."

Mark smiled abruptly and said, "He ran fast enough, he was robbed at [-]:[-], and he went to Boston to commit crimes at [-] o'clock?"

Debbie said nothing.

Mark looked at the information that Debbie handed to him and took it over subconsciously.

After a while.

"Who is this Nancy Curtis?"

"Your ex-girlfriend."

Mark looked up at Debbie and pulled out Nancy's photo without hesitation and said, "Your boss, is my taste so unique? Look at this facelift, where did you come to the conclusion that she belongs to my ex-girlfriend?"

Mark was speechless.

Although the number of his ex-girlfriends is a little bit more than ordinary people.

But in terms of love.

Mark has always adhered to the three most basic principles.

If possible, pick up girls first.

The natural scenery is better than the artificial harmony.

Safety comes first in love, and no excuses are left.

Although Mark fell on Kate, before Kate, Mark had always adhered to these three most basic principles.

At first glance, this photo is an artificial face that is extremely obvious.

He will like this?
joke.

But Debbie said: "After the incident in September [-], this Boston anchor has unconsciously talked about the incident with you on the show more than once..."

Mark looked at Debbie suspiciously and said, "Why didn't you say something that would damage my reputation?"

Debbie opened her mouth: "...It is more in line with your living habits."

Mark rolled his eyes: "There are many people who fit my living habits. I can match me with any playboy. Does that mean that as long as someone comes and says it's my ex-girlfriend, they are all my ex-girlfriends?"

Again.

Mark thinks that he still has his level and vision.

If there is anything in common among his ex-girlfriends.

That is, after breaking up, they wished to delete the memory of Mark from their minds.

Are you still talking about it in public?

This isn't some best ex-girlfriend tryout.

Mark is no statuette either.

Debbie was silent for a while and continued to hand over a piece of information in her hand before saying, "This is the information of a model in Raleigh."

Mark took it, opened it, saw the photo, nodded and said, "I know that. In [-], when I was on a business trip to Raleigh, I met him at a bar. I don't think this is my ex-girlfriend. We are a temporary pair. .”

Debbie silently handed over a document in her arms again and said, "A teacher in Seattle."

Mark frowned and looked at the information that seemed to be still in Debbie's arms.

Half an hour later!
Mark covered his forehead and stared at the six photos of people who were attacked and killed by electric men in various parts of the mainland that were projected on the big screen.

Undoubtedly the exceptions are women.

What's more, without exception, they all claimed that their ex-boyfriend was the seat of the Federal Bureau of New York State...

but.

Five of these people Mark didn't know at all, and only one model was a temporary relationship.

Debbie next to him said, "...Boss, are you sure it wasn't one of your extraordinary ex-girlfriends who did this?"

Mark lowered his arms and looked at Debbie expressionlessly.

The latter smiled and made a gesture of tightening his mouth.

Mark looked away at the photos on the big screen.

What did you do by pinching your girlfriend?
fart.

The hooded man was clearly male.

It couldn't be that one of his extraordinary ex-girlfriends had a so-called sex conversion surgery.

Mark sighed.

Still haven't found a memory that can match the hooded man in the sea of ​​memories.

If it's a girl it's fine.

When Mark is full, he will remember a man in his memory ocean.

But in its current form it is already evident.

The man in the hood was clearly and clearly coming towards him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be targeting his [ex-girlfriend] specifically.

only……

Is this guy crazy?
If all the female compatriots in the United States say in public that one of their ex-boyfriends is Mark, is this guy going to kill them all?
There is a hole in the brain.

Mark is also a federal boss.

Well known.

Mark has a very easy-going personality in the female circle of Hollywood.

It is understandable for some third-rate stars or public actresses to rub the heat of the Federal Brain.

quite a while.

All the videos on the big screen were replaced by six video surveillance.

Only a strange blue arc was captured on the surveillance and then the screen was blurred. At most, it can only prove that the criminal is the escaped Smurf, Little Transparent.

But the hooded man hiding behind the scenes found nothing.

Mark pressed his fingers on his temple as if he had fallen asleep sitting on the sofa.

Debbie stared at Mark silently.

After a while.

Mark opened his eyes and said, "Contact the major law enforcement agencies and see if you can find the address where the hooded man first appeared."

Debbie nodded and took the six documents handed over by Mark and walked outside the combat command center.

Mark stood up from the sofa and said to the agent on the left side of the big screen: "Call out the photo of the man in the hood."

The detective nodded.

The only photo showing the man in the hood in front appeared on the big screen.

What caught Mark's attention the most were the two scarlet light sources hidden under the hood...

The corners of Mark's mouth curved up slightly.

A guy who can't even control his own power.

Mark couldn't believe that this guy came out of nowhere.

It is estimated that it has mutated somewhere else.

Why not technology?

Very simple.

This hat-wearing dress costs five yuan a piece on Taobao, and it’s free shipping...

(End of this chapter)