The FBI Director who traveled through

"Boss, the prisoner who has been fleeing between several states has been found." The agent held a document in his hand and reported his discovery. Although his body was not as straight as Edgar's, he was not as straight as Edgar. Compared with ordinary people, they stood up straighter, which was obviously influenced by Edgar.

Edgar also has a document in his hand, which is the criminal record of this escaped prisoner. About half a month ago, this prisoner ran away after robbing a supermarket and killing several employees. The state's laws are different, and the police alone can't do anything about it, so the government handed over the matter to the Bureau of Investigation.

After investigation by the Bureau of Investigation, it was found that the prisoner had relatives living in Washington, so the agents of the Bureau of Investigation followed this clue to find the prisoner, but the prisoner was very vigilant. He seemed to have heard the wind and hid. After excluding the mole from the police station, he could only judge that the prisoner was very vigilant, so he had to be dispatched by the investigation bureau.

"Does the prisoner have a gun?" Edgar asked, even though he had never heard the news, but according to his judgment, it was precisely because the prisoner had a gun that many people from the police station would come out. catch the criminal.

"Yes, Chief," the agent standing opposite Edgar flipped through the documents in his hand, "When the prisoner fled to Texas, he had a fight with the local police and robbed one of them. guns, so the police behind did not dare to fight the prisoners head-on.”

"Then let's go." Edgar said after he probably figured it out, he also wanted to see what kind of abilities this prisoner who had fled to more than a dozen states and hadn't been caught had.

"Yes, Chief." Even though it was Edgar's first mission with them, the agent still showed no surprise, as if it was a matter of course.

Edgar had issued an order when he was acting as the director. No matter when the boss gave an order, if it was not within the scope of authority, then the agents had no right to intervene, otherwise they would be treated as exceeding their authority. Obviously, the order issued by Edgar It's still quite useful, at least no one dares to do it.

As for the reason, what Edgar said was always what he said, no matter what he said, and once someone committed a crime, even if that person had thousands of reasons, he could not escape punishment.

There were only four people dispatched by the Bureau of Investigation this time, including Edgar, which meant that there were actually only three real agents, and those who might have protected Edgar were excluded.

What he has always pursued is the principle of simplification. He has calculated very clearly how many people should be used and how many people can be used at most. There will be no situation where dozens of people will be dispatched to arrest one person, even if that person is the one who assassinated the President of the United States. If two or three people can solve it, he won't send a dozen or even dozens of people.

The prisoner's relatives lived in the alley, which also greatly hindered the arrest of the prisoner. In the United States, there is a law that the private life of ordinary people cannot be disturbed, so the arrest of the prisoner has been delayed again and again.

A few people were standing at the corner of the alley entrance. Some agents had inquired about it a long time ago. The prisoner went out early this morning and might come back in the evening, so their waiting time would range from a few minutes to an afternoon. It also depends on the mood of the prisoner, but it is questionable that such an arrested prisoner dares to go out swaggeringly.

After waiting for about an hour, one of the agents seemed to be unable to stand the irritability anymore, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket to relieve the boredom.

Edgar himself doesn't smoke, and he doesn't say he's unhappy when he sees other people smoking. However, Edgar frowned. It's actually not suitable for smoking at this time. If the smoke coming out of here is discovered by the prisoner, then Their long wait was wasted.

After pondering for a while, Edgar took the pack of cigarettes from the agent and put it in his pocket. Facing the stunned agent, Edgar said softly: "If you want to smoke, go elsewhere. Do you want to risk the death of your teammates if you smoke here?"

"I'm sorry, Chief, it's just that I'm an old smoker. I have to smoke at least two or three packs of cigarettes a day. Today, I only smoked one pack. Moreover, I feel very bored now. If I don't smoke, I'm afraid that I will catch prisoners later. I can’t calm down at times.” The agent told the truth, he knew that Edgar was very strict as the director of the Bureau of Investigation, but he also knew that Edgar was reasonable in many cases and would not deprive the agents of their due rights.

Edgar nodded, indicating that he had heard the agent's rebuttal. Seeing that he had finished speaking, he slowly opened his mouth: "So, you can make fun of your teammates' lives? I said, you can't smoke here, if you really If you want, put the cigarettes here, ask me to get them and find another place to smoke." Edgar suddenly thought of a point that he had been neglecting.

Because Edgar was limited by the concept that agents should hide when they catch people, and because he had never been out with the agents, he didn't realize how ridiculous they are hiding now. They hide in the city, and there is no need for them to hide in the corner. On the contrary, you should stand outside in a fair manner, so that you won't feel awkward.

He took out the cigarettes in his pocket and returned them to the agent just now: "From now on, take this pack of cigarettes to the platform to smoke, but you must act like you are anxiously waiting for the bus."

The agent was still racking his brains on how to continue to argue, and felt strange when he saw Edgar return the cigarette to him, but after hearing Edgar's words, the agent's face was stunned, and he shook the cigarette in his hand excitedly. Packing cigarettes, he didn't even notice that the cigarette case had been squeezed out of shape. Seeing that Edgar was still staring at him, he hurriedly walked out and stood on the platform, and after smoking a cigarette, he made an appropriate anxiety.

Edgar looked at the agent with satisfaction, and then looked back at the other two agents. Unexpectedly, the other two had already found their own positions.

He himself walked to the newsstand and looked at the newspapers on it while waiting for the prisoner to appear. The technology at this time was not as advanced as modern times, and there were no wireless receivers. Naturally, they could not communicate remotely, but this would But it doesn't matter, after all, he is used to this kind of life.

I don't know if it was because Edgar came up with such a new idea, the prisoner appeared after 15 minutes.

The prisoner was wearing clothes that were very popular at this time but were only worn by gangsters. He wore large earrings on both ears, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking arrogant. Edgar judged that the prisoner might be that This kind of lawless person, because he dared to go out in broad daylight, but his mind was delicate, which can be seen from the exquisite makeup on his face, so the information said that he would always know in advance when the police arrived.

The agent who was waiting for the bus at the station moved a bit. Although there was no sign of getting up at all, the prisoner suddenly felt something when he saw it, turned around and ran, and the rest of them had no choice but to stand Get up and catch up.

There is a large pasture in the west, and the criminals ran there, but this route is also very thoughtful for Edgar and others, so that there will not be many people there, and the real fight will not hurt innocent people. But what Edgar didn't know was why the prisoner chose such a path that was not conducive to him.

"You can't run away, surrender!" One of the chasing agents shouted loudly. This is also a kind of psychological offensive. Even if the prisoner can't be stopped, it can make him feel that he is surrounded. Great pressure, but the prisoner in front of him obviously didn't have such thoughts.

This road is not very tortuous, but there are many animals on the road. Although it can't be blocked, people who are not familiar with this place are still slightly hindered, and the distance between the prisoner and the agent has become a little bit farther.

It's just that the ranch is only that big, and the distance between the prisoner and the agents gets closer as soon as they leave the ranch. The prisoner's physical strength is obviously stronger than that of the special agents who have not received special training, and Edgar followed the prisoner without any haste. The distance has not been widened, nor shortened too much, he is not in a hurry, now it depends on the ability of the agents, once he makes a move, a few agents are completely unnecessary, but he can't always follow them on missions.

The prisoner seemed to be getting irritable, but now that he sorted it out, it became clear that the prisoner might be planning to use the terrain of the ranch and his familiarity with the ranch to get rid of the agents behind him, but he underestimated the strength and tenacity of the agents. Perhaps he thought it was just ordinary policemen who were chasing him.

There is almost no hiding place in front, that is to say, if the prisoner cannot get rid of the people behind him in this place, then the prisoner will not have the opportunity to distance himself.

One of the agents had already pulled out a pistol from his body. He didn't take it out just now because he was afraid of accidentally hurting the animals in the pasture. Now that he didn't have any worries, he took it out.

At this time, a man about 24-[-] suddenly appeared from the side in front of him. Perhaps he felt that what happened here was strange, and he started to walk in the direction of the escaped prisoner.

The prisoner, who was already desperate, was overjoyed when he saw this man, and rushed towards the man. The man couldn't dodge in time, and when he reacted, the prisoner strangled his neck.

"Don't come here, or I'll shoot his head off!" The prisoner put a gun to the man's temple.

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