Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Dakota Garcia is dead.

This was the first big news that Toru Amuro received after waking up.

The person who conveyed the news to him was Toru Amuro's undercover operation in the black market of Berry Country, an intelligence dealer who recognized money but not people.

Upon receiving this news, the sleepiness in Amuro Toru's eyes immediately dissipated. While he opened the laptop next to the sofa to search for relevant information, he sent a message to the undercover, asking him to send all the information about this intelligence immediately.

The results of the computer search came out quickly. To his surprise, there was no report on the matter.

No matter whether it was the serious media or the third-rate tabloids, there was no one-word report.

The headlines on the front page are all about celebrities going public with their love affairs, or business aristocrats spending huge sums of money to snap up luxurious estates.

Moreover, not only the media tabloids, but also the FBI are unusually quiet.

There must be something wrong here, Toru Amuro thought.

Twenty minutes later, the intelligence dealer who was indeed somewhat capable sent Toru Amuro an email that was over a thousand words long.

After spending five minutes reading the content of the email, Toru Amuro put down his phone and went back to the bedroom to change into clothes for going out.

More than an hour later, Rich Satchel, who was staying in Washington and waiting for the results, received two messages one after another.

Dakota Garcia, whom he cared about most, was killed at home early this morning. After the murder, the murderers called the police and surrendered.

The reason why those media reporters with a sense of smell sharper than a dog's nose failed to get the news was because the FBI suppressed the news internally.

As for why the FBI did this, it was because the three murderers who surrendered were all members of the FBI.

A Special Agent in Charge, an Assistant Director, and an Assistant Deputy Director.

Except for the first position, which is lower than that of Dakota Garcia, the remaining two are all his superiors, and the last assistant deputy director is only one step away from the highest position in the FBI.

Moreover, many people within the FBI know very well that the assistant deputy director is likely to take this step this year.

Both the victim and the murderer are members of the FBI, and each has a higher official position than the last. The inside story is more likely to involve the replacement of the FBI director. Naturally, the FBI will not let this matter get out.

Not only that, in order to protect the face of the FBI, except for some personnel who handled the matter, no one was allowed to talk about the matter to other colleagues, even if the FBI issued a ban order.

Therefore, even Shuichi Akai, who has been promoted to special agent inspector, has never received relevant information, let alone doubts about the matter.

By the time Shuichi Akai, who returned, learned about the incident from his boss James, everything had settled and the relevant files had already been sealed.

All traces have completely disappeared with the passage of time.

Of course, this is something to talk about later.

Richie Satchel is very satisfied with the way the Crows handle things.

The three criminal murderers all confessed to the facts of their crimes. From the traces at the scene to the subsequent confession records, the motives and evidence of the crime were all available.

No matter who comes to check, they will only find this result.

Moreover, when it comes to the FBI, the top brass at the FBI will only keep the matter under wraps.

No one would have thought that the real reason why this case occurred was that Richie Satcher wanted to eliminate a person who threatened his career.

After reading the first message, Richie Satcher clicked on the second email with satisfaction.

Then, there was silence for a long time.

There wasn't much content in the email. It only briefly recorded a few names and a few lines of text.

The above six people are all participants who have close contact with Dakota Garcia learning your secret, and all have been dealt with now.

May the crow’s friendship with you last forever.

When the twenty seconds expired, there was no trace of those two emails in Richie Satcher's mailbox.

However, he remembered the contents of those two emails firmly, and he was still worried about the last name in the second email.

That name belonged to one of his two most trusted confidants.

Richie Satchel never expected that a life-long friendship and years of trust would actually breed a white-eyed wolf who would try to pull him down.

Along with the two emails, there was an ordinary memory card and a black metal USB flash drive.

Opening the memory card, Rich Satchel, who was familiar with the FBI's encryption methods, after a series of decryption processes, saw the extremely detailed arms transaction information about him and the black organization, time and place, and the information involved in the black organization. Information about those members of the arms business.

Then he saw the relevant evidence of the six participants in the metal USB flash drive.

After reading this, Richie Thatcher was immediately furious.

He really didn't expect that Dakota Garcia not only had clues against him, but also had such conclusive evidence.

If it had been any later, he might not be sitting here today, but in a cell of a military prison.

However, after thinking that this matter had been perfectly solved by the black organization, the energy in Richie Satcher's heart that made him extremely angry gradually dissipated.

At the same time, he also became suspicious of another confidant.

Now, the people from the black organization had already taken care of one of the two people who threatened him the most, along with the related personnel.

But the other Odes Ackerman still holds clues that are detrimental to him.

Originally, Richie Satcher did not doubt his confidants, but there was already a precedent. Now he doubted whether Odes Ackerman was in the same hands as Dakota Garcia. Obtained tangible evidence.

And the reason why the other party is eyeing him and has clues against him, and even possible tangible evidence, is because another of his confidants betrayed him.

Suspicion and murderous intent kept rising in Richie Satchel's heart.

At this moment, he desperately hoped that the commitment between him and the crow was not completely over.

However, he knew better that his privileges in the black organization had ended here, and if he wanted the other party to take action again, he would have to pay a huge price.

nine in the morning,

After cleaning up all traces, Toru Amuro once again came to the building where Whiskey currently lived.

But this time, he did not see Whiskey immediately, but was taken to the information room on the sixth floor.

Sitting in front of the only table in the data room, Toru Amuro watched the other party take out a piece of information from the secret compartment in the data room and put it in front of him, and his eyes immediately fell on the data.

"This is what the Lord personally told me. Please read this information first."

After saying that, the middle-aged man who brought Toru Amuro here respectfully withdrew.

The information is very thick, at least thirty pages long by visual inspection.

Toru Amuro, who had read a lot of information and documents in the past two days, felt a little confused about the information that Whiskey had pointed out in front of him and stretched out his hand.

top layer,

Seven hours had passed since the drug attack ended, and Whiskey, who had completely recovered, was answering a call from Karasuma Renye.

Listening to the other party's kind concern, Whiskey showed a hint of ridicule on his face, but he said words such as thanking his father for caring unhurriedly.

After a few chats, Renye Karasuma ended this warm phone call, as if it was just to care about her adopted son.

But Whiskey's expression became more and more indifferent after hanging up the phone, and a thick layer of frost formed in his eyes.

care about him?

Even if the sun really rises in the west from tomorrow on, Karasuma Renye will not be able to care about him sincerely.

So, this phone call is very interesting.

Card called at this time to determine his physical condition or his mental condition.

Was the medicine injected into his body really just to cause him pain?

Whiskey kept analyzing various possibilities, and finally settled on the original tube of unknown ingredients as the target of suspicion.

When he started to try to explore, a stinging pain came from the depths of his mind. Whiskey subconsciously covered his head. When Whiskey put down his hand again, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

But his vision was still clear.

...

Langley, a residence less than five kilometers away from the CIA headquarters building.

Gin sat on the sofa in the living room, patiently waiting for the results of the interrogation between Belmode and Paxton.

Sitting on another sofa, Morofushi Jingguang exchanged tips on maintaining sniper rifles with Hibiki in a low voice while paying attention to the movements in the corner room on the first floor.

Sitting on an ottoman next to Scotland, Pinot Noir gasped softly while wrapping the last bandage on his left leg.

The tall Clermont huddled alone on another soft stool. He was so bored that he could only take out his mobile phone and start harassing his partner Bacardi.

When they heard the doorknob turning, everyone turned their attention.

The communication between Fu Jingguang and Hibiki also stopped.

Belmod and Paxton walked out of the room one after the other. Paxton walking in front still had the same shy expression, looking like a shy good girl.

However, this only looks like it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes flashed across the blood-stained gloves on Paxton's hands, and then he looked at Belmode.

There was still a mysterious smile on Belmod's face that made Gin extremely annoying. After noticing Gin's eyes, Belmod not only did not restrain himself, but instead smiled brighter.

"It's so disgusting to laugh."

Gin, who couldn't bear it anymore, said coldly, and then looked at Paxton:

"Paston, what was the outcome of the interrogation?"

Paxton threw the bloody white gloves on his hands on the table, glanced at Belmod, and said:

"After the joint interrogation by Belmode and myself, Mancino has confirmed that the CIA discovered her identity as a member of the organization. Since the end of February this year, all the information she has transmitted has been forged by the CIA.

As for whether he rebelled, it is not confirmed yet.

Fluke confirmed that he had betrayed the organization. After he fell into the hands of the CIA, he told the CIA about the existence and whereabouts of the SS-level decoding equipment. Mancino's traces were discovered by the CIA, which was also due to Fluke's tip.

What remains uncertain is how much organizational intelligence Fluk revealed to the CIA.

Also, Mancino did not know the whereabouts of the decoding equipment. "

Hearing this, Vodka couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

As far as the results of this interrogation are concerned, there is no useful information at all.

Mancino didn't know if he was a traitor, and Foluke, who was confirmed to be a traitor, didn't know how much organizational information he had told the CIA, and he had used the SS-level decoding equipment that all five core cadres of the organization were present, and he didn't even know at the moment. Where is it hidden by the CIA?

After all the hard work of arresting someone, there really is no gain at all.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was so quiet that he pricked up his ears, while Xiang lowered his head again after listening to Paxton's report and carefully studied the sniper rifle in his hand.

Belmode saw the word "waste" written directly in Gin's gaze again, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

At this time, Chianti and Cohen, who were assigned to attract the CIA's attention, opened the door and walked in.

Seeing that something was wrong in the air, the two of them huddled on the remaining sofa in the living room as soon as they entered the door, saying nothing.

"Brother, what will Mancino do next?"

Feeling the condensed atmosphere in the air, Vodka shrank his neck slightly and asked quietly.

At this time, whether Mancino is a traitor is actually a very critical matter.

If she is, then just think about when to get rid of the person.

If not, Mancino, who has been undercover for the CIA for a long time and is familiar with the internal situation of the CIA headquarters, will be the best help in their next actions.

Gin did not directly say what to do with Mancino, but said another thing:

"The whiskey arrives at Langley tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up. Although his face was still straight, the cold aura dissipated a lot.

Anyone who saw it could tell that the child was very happy after learning that the whiskey was coming.

Of course, there are those who are happy, and there are those who are unhappy.

Clemont trembled subconsciously, but the amplitude was so small that it couldn't be ignored.

He immediately told Bacardi, who was chatting with each other on the phone, the terrible news.

As for Zhu Fu Jingguang, what he was thinking was:

Since whiskey is coming, will zero come with whiskey?

So should the souvenir he prepared for Zero be given when he arrives, or should it be given later.

Thinking of the embarrassing scene where Whiskey saw him giving the weapons and equipment in Whiskey's arsenal to Zero, Zhufu Jingguang immediately passed the previous option.

CIA headquarters,

After receiving the news that Mancino was taken away from the meeting scene by members of the black organization, Odes immediately realized that something was wrong.

He began to continuously calculate the intelligence data of the past few days, and then an idea flashed.

Using important intelligence and news of the appearance of core cadres of the organization to lure the CIA to send Mancino to the meeting point, it is obvious that the black organization discovered something was wrong with Mancino.

But the search that was originally a web-like search suddenly became more precise, and there was obviously someone behind it.

Who could this person be?