Rebirth in America

Alex was full of expectations for Edgar Hoover's appointment.

Not for anything else, just to have the opportunity to contact Hoover, and then copy the soul information from the other party, so as to obtain a lot of secrets.

As the first director of the FBI, Hoover collected secrets from all aspects during his decades-long tenure. He used the FBI to harass political dissidents and political activists, compile secret files on political leaders, and use illegal means to collect evidence.

Many people were afraid of Hoover because he had so many people's secrets that even the President of the United States was threatened by him.

But since Alex learned about the distribution of top forces, he had some doubts about this statement. He believed that Hoover himself was not as simple as he appeared.

At least in a world of witchcraft, vampires, and werewolves, it would be almost impossible for Hoover to remain director for so many years relying solely on the secrets in his hands.

Either Hoover is a pawn promoted by the actual rulers of the United States, such as the Freemasons and Illuminati, just like the Rockefeller Foundation and the DuPont Foundation. Or Hoover can form his own faction, like people like Hughes, with the support of mysterious forces behind him.

Regardless of the people on either side, Hoover himself certainly knew a lot of inside information. As long as Alex can steal the secret from the other party. He doesn't have to worry about being tricked without knowing, at least he can know who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Facing Agent Smith and his partners, Alex just thought for a moment and immediately gave an answer.

"Okay, I will make time to meet with Director Hoover in the next few days!"

"Then let's go back and tell the director now!" Smith stood up and reminded when he was about to leave: "Please don't reveal your whereabouts to others, the situation has been very unstable recently!"

Not calm? What's the meaning!

After Alex watched the two agents leave, he secretly thought about what the other party meant by not being calm. Did they already know that Crazy Old Man was killed? Perhaps the people of the "Kowloon Society" had realized that one of their own had been killed, so they made trouble on the road and disrupted the chess game of many big shots.

When the Illuminati kidnapped Alex through the "Kowloon Society", they probably wanted to cause greater disputes. Afterwards, Rockefeller only warned the "Kowloon Society" and did not take any drastic action. He was probably worried that the other party would act recklessly.

Now that Alex has killed two capable officers of the "Kowloon Society" one after another, it is estimated that he has caused a shock in an invisible place. As for who it will affect, Alex is not very concerned. He is concerned about whether the Carpenter family is among the targets of the "Kowloon Society".

Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the phone and notified his bodyguard organization to send some additional people to other members of the Carpenter family.

A few days later, Alex flew to Washington, D.C. Then drove to the headquarters building on Penn Street.

The building faces Pennsylvania Avenue. It's just a few blocks away from the White House. Every year when the president is sworn in, he passes by here.

The building was built in a square shape, not very high, probably only about ten floors. On the beige wall. Each grid is open, and outsiders cannot peek through these dark grids to see what is inside. It is said that it can prevent snipers.

Around the building, an American flag is planted diagonally on the wall every few meters. These flags were fluttering in the wind, giving them the atmosphere of a political occasion, making the air more solemn.

Looking at the building, looking down at the others like a beast, Alex couldn't help but "trace back" the relevant information.

The main responsibilities of the FBI include combating criminal gangs, terrorist activities and foreign espionage. Assists state and local police in identifying and tracking fugitives from state to state and disseminating information on the most wanted individuals. and provide training and research in finding criminals.

The bureau has 10 functional departments led by assistant directors, responsible for identification, training, criminal investigation, technical services, etc., and has set up field offices in 59 cities across the country and more than 400 "local branches" affiliated with them. , as well as overseas agencies located in 22 countries around the world, performing tasks assigned by the headquarters.

The bureau has more than 20,000 employees. More than 8,600 of them are field personnel. The annual budget is $2.3 billion. The bureau has a criminal "scientific laboratory", a "central fingerprint archive" and an "academy" dedicated to training senior agents and police officers.

Before Alex arrived, he had already called the person on the phone. When he arrived, there was already a dedicated person waiting, and he was taken to an inconspicuous cabin without saying a few words.

The leader is a woman wearing a black uniform, her hair is already graying, she is probably an old man. She didn't talk much, her voice was very nice, and she didn't show any expression towards the celebrity Alex, but she received him calmly.

Maybe she has received too many powerful people in her daily life. As for celebrity singers, it is no longer surprising.

"The director is inside!" the woman said to him.

"OK, thanks!"

Alex took a deep breath, then pushed the door open and saw a fat old man standing inside. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Director Hoover who I usually saw in newspapers.

Director Hoover faced Alex seriously, his eyes as sharp as a falcon hunting at high altitude. His hair was somewhat sparse and his face was broad and fleshy. From his appearance alone, it was difficult to believe that Hoover was gay.

In addition, Hoover had an aura as dignified as a mountain, and every move he made could have an impact on the people around him.

"Hello! Alex, please sit down!" Hoover pointed to the chair in front of the table. It was a mahogany chair that looked like an antique from before the Civil War.

Alex looked at him a little surprised and thought to himself: "It seems that someone already knows Director Hoover. Maybe the other party has been waiting for his arrival!"

"Hello, Director Hoover!" Alex did not obey the other party's words and sit down. Instead, he greeted with a smile and extended his right hand.

"Please sit down!"

Director Hoover said again. He ignored Alex's greeting and paced the room with a frown on his face.

Seeing this scene, Alex smiled sarcastically and took back his right hand. Then sat down. He couldn't take his eyes off Director Hoover for half a second, staring closely at the other person as he moved back and forth.

The attempt to steal Director Hoover's information failed, but there should still be a chance, as long as he hasn't left the headquarters.

Thinking of this, the initial nervousness gradually subsided, but the sense of oppression given by Director Hoover still existed. I'm afraid this is due to Hoover's accumulated prestige over the years, and even an outsider like himself can clearly feel it.

"I heard that you are filming a science fiction film?"

Unexpectedly, Director Hoover's first question was about "Planet of the Apes", and he didn't know why this film attracted the other party's attention.

"Yes, this is a story about a future world where orangutans replace humans and become the masters of the earth!" Alex stared at Hoover who was walking back and forth. Answer questions with a smile.

"It sounds very interesting. When the filming is completed, you can invite me to the premiere!"

Director Hoover's expression remained serious. But from the words, it seems that he wants to get closer to Alex.

"Definitely!" Alex replied.

"But I heard that your script contains allusions to racial issues in our country?"

Unexpectedly, Hoover suddenly took the topic in a very sharp direction. Before Alex could defend himself, he said to himself: "You have to be careful, very careful! The current situation is very serious, and the entire black class in our country is going to openly rebel!"

"Uh, I'll pay attention!"

Alex could only come up with this sentence in the end, because he always felt that no matter what he said, the other party would regard it as sophistry. If that's the case, then just say less and make fewer mistakes, and don't say it's good.

Director Hoover did not dwell on the issue. Instead, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you know Nicholas Tesla?"

Nicholas Tesla?

After Alex heard the name, his energy immediately became highly concentrated, and his whole body felt like electricity, and his hair stood on end.

"Of course I do! Of course I know the great scientist Mr. Tesla, but it's a pity that he passed away not long after I was born."

"Yes, he is a great big man!" Director Hoover nodded, and then continued to ask: "So are you interested in Tesla's manuscript?"

It is said that Tesla made nearly 1,000 major inventions in his lifetime. What is even more legendary is that he also built a flying saucer, predicted two world wars and the sinking of the Titanic, and caused an earth-shattering explosion in Tunguska.

After his death, the United States confiscated his design drawings, and the U.S. government classified his research results as top secret!

Originally, for Alex, these were just rumors that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, and he had never thought of looking for Tesla’s things. But since he learned that the world is not simple, he suddenly has a new perspective on these things.

Maybe it's true! Alex once thought so deep down.

Now Director Hoover actually asked him personally if he was interested in the manuscript Tesla left behind. This kind of thing is like pie in the sky. The person who gets hit will feel very happy, and at the same time, he will have a question: "Why me?"

Of course, Alex did not express his doubts, but immediately said loudly: "Very interested, sir! I am interested in everything about Tesla!"

Director Hoover smiled silently, but it soon disappeared, and he still had a serious expression. He said nothing, but resumed walking about the room. His speed was so fast that he gradually moved the air in the room.

Seeing the other party's abnormal reaction, Alex immediately said: "Excuse me, Mr. Hoover, why did you come to me? If there is anything you need help with, you're welcome!"

After a while, Director Hoover said: "We want you to help crack the code on Tesla's manuscript and find a secret base!"

Secret base?

When did Tesla have a secret base again? Alex was a little confused. According to historical records, Tesla was impoverished before his death. A poor old man who didn't even own a house actually owned a secret base.

However, it was impossible for Alex to ask such a stupid question. He believed that the other party would definitely tell him at the appropriate time. Even if he didn't tell him, he still had a way to steal information from Hoover.

"This base was built by Tesla commissioned by the government. It contains some instruments that the government commissioned Mr. Tesla to manufacture. Unfortunately, no one knows how to open the base door. You must crack the password set by Mr. Tesla to enter. .”

"Wait a minute, why don't you use violent methods to open the base gate?"

"No, we have no way to open it this way. Although in 1943, the U.S. Navy tried to break into the base by force, but something went wrong."

"But……"

"No need!" Director Hoover interrupted Alex and said quickly: "You only need to crack the code on the manuscript, which may be one or more sets of numbers. You don't need to do other things Pay attention, I'm telling you seriously. Don't pay so much attention!"

Alex shrugged. He nodded helplessly. Although I think it's a bit strange that they specially asked me to crack the code, but considering that I have been so eye-catching recently, it is estimated that mysterious organizations such as the Freemasons and the Illuminati have paid attention to it, so it is natural for them to ask him for help. matter.

"We have hired many cryptologists to crack this manuscript. It's a pity that everyone can succeed!"

After Director Hoover finished speaking, he walked to the desk and pressed the button next to the phone: "Miss Gandy, please bring Document No. 13 to the office!"

"Okay, Mr. Director!"

The voice on the phone sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be the woman who led Alex here. However, judging from Director Hoover's words, this very old lady was not married yet, otherwise Hoover would not have called her "Miss".

Not a moment. The gray-haired Miss Gandy came in with a document bag. She handed the document to Hoover and then asked, "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Director Hoover said kindly: "Thank you! No more for now!"

Miss Gandy nodded, opened the door and walked out of the office. After Director Hoover watched her leave, he handed the file belt to Alex.

"This is the manuscript left by Tesla. You can only read it here. If you need people or tools, you can tell me. If you think it will take a long time and a room, you can also ask!"

"Let me see it first!" Alex couldn't wait to open the document bag. There were a total of more than a dozen pieces of manuscript paper inside, with a lot of dense writing, including words and drawings.

I flipped through it carefully and found that the writing on it was very messy. Some were design drafts related to electromagnetic equipment, some were memory fragments of daily life, and some were wild thoughts, and even speculations on the unified force field of the universe, etc. .

However, Alex still discovered a problem. He frowned and asked, "Why is this not the original?"

"Of course it's not the original. This is a highly simulated copy of the manuscript. The original is still locked in the warehouse!"

"I have to see the original!" Alex said firmly.

Director Hoover stared into Alex's eyes and asked, "Why? The original is exactly the same as this copied manuscript. I don't think you need to see the original to unlock the code!"

Alex shook his head and said: "There is a big difference between the original and the copy!" He paused and continued to explain: "I don't know if you touch art, for example, there is a big difference between the original painting by a great painter and the fake copy. There is a difference. Even though they look the same, they are vastly different in invisible ways."

"Your statement sounds very interesting." Hoover pondered, wondering whether Alex's words were deceiving others.

"For example, the works of some painters seem to have their own souls, while the fakes are only similar in form but not in spirit. It can be said that Mr. Tesla's level has far exceeded that of all scientists on the earth, and his works are also He must have an independent soul!"

After hearing this, Director Hoover seemed to agree with Alex's point of view. He thought for a while and said, "If you want to see the original, it might be more troublesome. You have to go through certain procedures before you can access it."

"I'm still young and have a lot of time to wait!" Alex replied with a smile.

"Okay, then you go back and wait for the news, we will notify you!"

Alex nodded, put the copy in his hand on the table, turned to look at Hoover and said, "Then I will just wait for the good news!" After he finished speaking, he naturally stretched out his right hand.

Director Hoover looked at the extended right hand. He didn't know what he was thinking. He hesitated for a second or two, and finally extended his right hand as well.

It was a strong hand, and when Alex held it, he felt something was wrong. In the past, when I had physical contact with others, as long as I was his target, I would immediately feel an electric shock, which could be big or small, long or short. This is based on the strength of the opponent's soul information. Of course, only Alex himself can feel it.

But after shaking hands with Hoover today, UU Reading www.uｕｕkanshu． net Nothing happened, there was no sense of electricity, and the puppets in the space were not activated.

How is this going? Has the ability failed?

This was the first time Alex encountered such a thing. He shook hands with Hoover calmly and said, "Then I'll take my leave now!"

Director Hoover looked at Alex with a strange expression, and said with a smile for the first time: "Okay, Miss Gandy will take you out!"

After saying that, the two let go of their hands, and Alex turned around and left, not daring to stay for another second. As for Director Hoover, he watched Alex leave, then looked down at his right palm, wondering what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, Director Hoover took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and used it to wipe his hands carefully over and over again.

ps:

I've been feeling dizzy these past few days! I went to the hospital for a checkup and said it was inflammation of the external auditory canal. I took some medicine, but I don’t know if it will help!