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Chapter 218 The Last Clue (Part 3, please subscribe and ask for a monthly pass)

After eating and drinking in the restaurant, Long Zhan regained his vigor, trotted away and soon arrived at the detention center.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Mandy walking out in a hurry with a smile on his face.

"Long, I heard that you and Jason went to the restaurant. I'm going to look for you. Didn't Jason come?"

"Boss is busy with something. Let me come to you first. You seem to be in a good mood. Is there any new progress in the investigation?" Long Zhan asked.

"You come with me!"

Mandy waved to Long Zhan and said as he walked, "I checked the photos of the militants who were killed in the morning and confirmed the identities of seven of them. They are all from Al Qaeda."

"Al Qaeda? There's no reason for that."

Long Zhan remembered that it was the Taliban, and asked suspiciously: "There was no mention of al-Qaeda in the post-war report, and Team E never received any missions related to al-Qaeda. There is no connection between the two."

"Maybe those people in Al Qaeda only want money, and they volunteered to be hired killers, killing Americans to make money." Mandy guessed.

"So, they are all small fishes, and now we are back to the old question of who is behind the scenes?" Long Zhan asked.

"Yes."

Mandy nodded and said, "Who does that land belong to, why did he put millions of cash there, and why did he entrust the money to Assad's management.

How does he ensure that the money will not be stolen by others, why does he dare to find a group of kidney and lunatics to do things for him, what kind of mysterious background does he have.

All these questions revolve around the same core, who is he? "

As the investigation of the incident continued to deepen, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes became more and more mysterious, and the energy he possessed became more and more incredible.

"Then is there a new investigation direction now? I mean where to start." Long Zhan asked.

"With Assad's death, Achim and Kamal are of no value, and there are only two clues left for us to investigate."

Mandy pushed open a door and walked in, picked up a document on the table and handed it to Long Zhan.

"Here is Assam's interrogation transcript, and he mentioned a red Mercedes owned by Salim Hakan, the national police chief in our area.

There is no way to move him without direct evidence, and there is no way to continue this clue for the time being.

The only one left is Turan. She is the only person who has had close contact with Al-Assad. During the time she was running errands for Al-Assad, she must have sent letters to many people. Perhaps there are some of them we are looking for. people.

I have already sent someone to bring her here. Whether I can find a new direction for investigation depends on whether I can have a good enough conversation with her.

Oh, right! "

Mandy paused at this point, frowned slightly and said with some embarrassment: "I have reported to the bureau about helping Turan go to the United States, but it was not approved.

The Bureau stated that too many US soldiers died in Afghanistan, and many civilians were kidnapped by terrorists in the Middle East.

The domestic population is prejudiced against Afghans, and taking them to the US is not necessarily a good idea.

Therefore, it is suggested that we use money to solve the problem, and allow tens of thousands of cash from the cash seized in Kanjing as a reward for Turan's help in doing things. "

Mandy originally thought that this matter was very simple, but it turned out to be defeated by political factors.

Giving each of two Afghans a green card is indeed a simpler task for the CIA than drinking water, but it depends on whether it is willing to do so.

The leadership of the Central Intelligence Agency did not approve, and there was nothing Mandy could do.

"It's not necessarily a good idea to go to his mother's house. I think your CIA executives are just a bunch of people who don't want to bother. It's easy to spend money, and you can leave with a clap of hands."

In front of Mandy, Long Zhan sarcastically cursed the CIA mercilessly.

Mandy also knows how nonsense the people above her family are, and how many things they have done that are outraged by people and gods, so they can only respond to Long Zhan with a helpless wry smile.

After about 3 minutes.

Jason seemed to have calculated the time well. The people from the CIA's intelligence department brought Turan to the interrogation room, and he just rushed over after picking up girls.

After a general understanding of the situation, they entered the interrogation process.

Mandy sat in the middle as the presiding judge, Long Zhan and Jason sat on her left and right sides, and Turan sat on the opposite side of the interrogation table, facing the three of them.

"How do they treat you here? Are you still used to food and lodging?" Long Zhan asked.

Seeing that Long Zhan cared so much about Turan, Jason turned his head to look at Long Zhan in surprise.

Long Zhan smiled calmly, told a lie and said, "I always wanted to have a younger sister, but my parents didn't allow me to do so."

"You don't have to explain it to me, I was just surprised it didn't fit your style,"

Jason hinted that Long Zhan Suolai is known for violence, and today he suddenly cares about a little girl, which can easily make people think wrong.

"Boss, I'm not like you. I'm middle-aged to be someone's father. I'm actually not much older than her." Long Zhan grinned.

Although Turan was a very smart child, she hadn't been influenced by the big social dye tank after all. She couldn't understand the metaphors in the conversation between Jason and Long Zhan.

Staring blankly at Long Zhan and Jason, they took her as a topic of conversation.

The rest of Mandy was already a ripe peach. She could understand what Long Zhan and Jason were talking about, but she couldn't do anything with them two "tough men".

Jason really said that he could not win the Dragon War, so he could only continue to focus on Turan.

"The things you did for us this morning are really brave. Unfortunately, now that Assad is dead, you can't help with the rest."

Hearing what Jason said, Turan panicked and asked quickly, "Then what should I do now? Are you going to send me to prison?"

"NO, no, the information you brought back to us is very valuable and can help our friends claim justice. We are very grateful to you."

Speaking of this, Mandy took out a bulging envelope from the middle table, pushed it to Turan along the table and said, "Take it, you deserve it, and it should help you and your brother survive for a while." .”

Turan touched the envelope but didn't pick it up, his face became even more flustered.

As a girl supporting her younger brother alone, Turan's mature thinking made Turan realize what Mandy meant by giving her money.

She knew that as long as she picked up the money, she would completely lose the chance to go to the United States.

She didn't want to just give up.

She wants to fight for a better life and future for herself and her younger brother.

Turan did not choose to take the money, but mustered up his courage, and said to Mandy and Long Zhan, "I can continue to help you, and I know other people, many people, and I can tell them all.

I just have one small request. When it is done, help me and my brother go to America. "

Long Zhan and Mandy looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but raise slightly.

The two had talked about this before, and Turan had become the last clue. This interrogation is waiting for Turan to say these words on his own initiative.

The only thing that both of them find difficult is...

Turan's obsession is still to go to the United States, which makes Mandy and Long Zhan, who know that the CIA executives have rejected the application, do not know how to reply for a while.

(End of this chapter)