The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 585 CIA's Black Prison

Compton, a small town under the Los Angeles line, belongs to the same Los Angeles satellite city as Pasadena, but there is nothing worth noting here except for a few blocks. Ron never imagined that the CIA would There is a prison transfer center here.

When he escorted Gen here according to the machine's instructions, he was really surprised.

, At this door hung a dilapidated house renovation, forbidden to enter the underground garage of the sign, two rows of iron cages were neatly arranged, Ron stuffed root into one of the cages according to the instructions, and was stopped when he came out.

The middle-aged Caucasian detective extended his hand to him: "Agent Jesse, this is Nick, the chief interrogator here, the new stock is just arriving now, it's a bit late, we are preparing to transfer all the prisoners."

Agent Jesse, the name of the unlucky guy that Ron impersonated, is still locked in the closet of the intelligence transfer station.

"Why do you want to forward it? I just delivered it." Ron stretched out his hand and shook it before asking doubtfully.

"You know the rules, Jesse, they have to be transferred every 72 hours so that we can interrogate them indefinitely, understand?" Agent Nick said as a matter of course.

According to the laws of the United States, all law enforcement agencies can detain suspects for up to 72 hours without evidence, but legally, the basis for this determination is based on the location. 72 hours, but before the expiration of the statute of limitations, was sent to New York, then the time will be refreshed, from the moment of delivery to start counting again.

This is a trick commonly used by law enforcement agencies to take advantage of legal loopholes, and it is difficult for even the most professional lawyers to catch it.

Next, there was a long waiting time, because there were still other suspects waiting, so Ron wandered around idly for a while, until another suspect was locked in, and Ron cheered up.

"That's him, isn't it?"

Ron asked softly, but no one answered him, but the phone in his pocket vibrated, indicating that the answer was correct. This man was called Jason Greenfield, and it was the machine that arranged for Gen and Samen to team up to rescue him. Target.

What's interesting is that this person is also the brother of the suspected victim that Riise and Finch are protecting. He was secretly arrested by the CIA, and then

"You can't treat me like this. I'm an American citizen, and I enjoy legal rights. You can't keep transferring me like this!" Jason screamed and was stuffed into the cage next to Gen. When the agent who held him walked away, Gen Immediately pretend to lean your back against the wall and whisper to him.

A smile curled up on the corner of Ron's mouth. Although he didn't know what this man meant to the machine and why the machine arranged for someone to let him out, the machine must have a reason for doing so. In this case, a deal could be reached.

"Look, Big Iron, you really want to get that man out, don't you?"

Hum~ Ron's phone vibrated, indicating that the machine recognized his statement.

"But now you also know that I have been mixed in. I think, you know my real strength very well, right? As long as I am here, unless you can use that **** technology to adjust An army about the size of a battalion, otherwise you can't stop me from doing what I want to do, right?"

This time there was a slight pause, probably the machine was making some attempt or calculation, after five seconds, it had no choice but to vibrate again to express its agreement.

"Then, let's make a deal~" The smile on Ron's face became wider and wider: "Now I help you rescue the person you want to save, and then you provide me with 10 information services, how about it? "

The mobile phone vibrated violently twice and expressed strong opposition. Ron had no choice but to bargain with the machine: "Well, it seems that ten times is a bit too much, so how about nine times? Eight times?...Three times? Three times the head office, right? ? This is my bottom line, if you still don't agree, I'll kill that hapless bastard immediately!"

hum~
This time the machine finally agreed.

"That new guy over there, what are you talking to yourself? Let's go, let's go!" Agent Nick waved him from a distance, and all the prisoners were loaded into a van disguised as a cold meat delivery truck , Ron sat down on the co-pilot.

"I'm with you. I must never let this one out of my sight. You don't know how difficult she is."

"Of course I know. The superiors specifically told the captors to accompany them. I heard that she killed a whole team of NSA agents before. Is this true? Just such a woman, is she really that powerful? She looks almost No trace of training." Agent Nick asked gossip.

"Of course it is true, but it has nothing to do with her strength, but because of a special thing."

Nick became more curious: "What is that?"

"It's a pity that I can't tell you. If I tell you, I have to kill you, because everyone who knows about it has gone to God except that crazy woman and me. Do you still want to know now?" Luo As En said, he smiled sharply, showing eight neat teeth. This smile was a smile he specially learned from Hannibal.

"No, not at all!" Nick was intimidated by Ron's murderous look when he spoke, and quickly shook his head in fright.

Nick was terrified enough, and the car returned to silence. When the car drove through the park that Gen passed by yesterday, Ron saw Riise's figure from a car on the side of the road. While he was still surprised, The homeless man who was slowly pushing the cart across the road suddenly pushed the cart hard.

The trolley immediately appeared in front of the escort vehicle. Nick couldn't dodge it in time, and the vehicle slammed into it. The explosive device already hidden in the trolley detonated, and with a "bang", the paint was splashed all over the window glass, completely blurring the view angle. Nick, who was blocked and lost his vision, could only slam the car into the street light.

And Ron noticed something was wrong as soon as the homeless man appeared, and curled up his whole body on the seat. The moment the impact ended, Nick raised his head in a daze, and Ron pressed the back of his head, and knocked hard on the steering wheel.

"The rest of the scenes are not suitable for children, please sleep for a while~" Before the words finished, the truck on the opposite street corner suddenly opened the hatch, and a dozen armed men with weapons and masks rushed towards Ron and his car.

Riise hurriedly stopped the car and fired two shots at the armed men before being spotted by the armed men. Two assault rifles shot at him immediately. Pistols were at a disadvantage against rifles. Enter behind the stone barricade on the side of the road, and at the same time yell in the communication channel: "Ron, are you okay?! If you are okay, support me! Ron! Ron! Are you still alive?!"

"Of course I'm alive. You don't think you can kill me with this little impact, do you?" Ron kicked the car door, jumped out of the car, and at the same time the guns locked on the heads of several gunmen. After shooting, the phone vibrated violently twice, which is the meaning of the machine expressing its objection.

Ron couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Since the machine asked itself to save Jesse, these people should be Jesse's enemies. Although the machine was instilled by Finch with some very holy rules, none of them said that it could not watch others kill.

In fact, Ron killed people in front of the machine more than once, but only this time, the machine expressed its objection clearly, Ron hesitated, and in the end he still didn't blow the heads of these people.

The bullet accurately hit the wrists of the militants who were besieging Riise with their guns. Several people covered their wounds in pain and fell to the ground. Riise took the opportunity to jump out from behind the barricade and started shooting while they were still flying in the air. .

"Bang bang bang..."

Although Riise couldn't shoot while jumping and the gun was accurate, he was an elite agent of the CIA after all. At this distance, it was no problem to guarantee half the hit rate.

And he was not as worried as Ron. The bullets shot through the chests of the two people mercilessly, and it seemed that the two people were dead.

After Ron and Riise's joint attack, the militants immediately lost half of their number.

"Well, I listen to you, I didn't kill them, but you have to give me a reason, otherwise, believe it or not, I'll go out and kill them all right now?" Ron turned into the car Then asked angrily.

The phone vibrated again, this time it was a message. After reading it, Ron looked at these militants with much more kind eyes.

On the mobile phone information, there is a report about the Black Panther Party's rebellion. Although the Black Panther Party was originally a small party fighting for the interests of black people, it has undergone many improvements, especially absorbing some advanced ideas from the East. Since then, he has gradually changed from a party that only seeks the interests of a single ethnic group into a great love organization that benefits all mankind.

Therefore, Ron has a good impression of them.

"Really, I didn't say it earlier. If this is the case, then I really can't kill them casually. They are not thugs, they are all fighters fighting for their dreams~"

As I said, I went over the bunker to observe the current situation of the battle. Thanks to Ron, Riise seized the opportunity and took the opportunity to kill a few more. Now, relying on his marksmanship, he has the upper hand. Several militants fought.

"I can't go on like this." Ron shook his head, took out two smoke bombs and threw them forward: "Rise be careful! I threw a grenade!"

When Riise heard this, he immediately retreated behind the bunker. However, the explosion he expected did not happen. A large amount of smoke erupted from the smoke bomb that was thrown, blocking the blank area between Riise and the militants in an instant.

"What's going on? Is it a smoke bomb?"

"Sorry, I made a mistake." Ron said apologetically, and then immediately changed into a tense tone: "Oops, Gen escaped! I will chase her immediately, and I will leave this place to you!"

With that said, Ron got into the truck, cut off the ties on Root and Jesse, and lifted them out of the car like chickens: "I know where the emergency escape route is that you have already prepared , tell me right now."

"It's over there." Gen Yi pointed to the sewer cover in the park. It was the route she and Samen had walked together before. Through this sewer pipe, you can not only go to the CIA information exchange station, but also pass another fork. , and can even run all the way outside the city.

"OK, then let's leave from here, but before we leave, I need to give these idiots some gifts." Ron took out a booklet from his arms, and pulled Gen and Jesse to run together. In the gap, he flicked it hard like a frisbee, and the booklet was thrown into the truck driven by the militants without any mistakes.

At the same time, taking advantage of Ron's rare chance to let go, Root took back the file bag he had hidden there from under the park bench next to the sewer cover. .

"What is that? A new type of bomb?" Jesse asked worriedly, he only saw Ron's movements.But he didn't find out about the little tricks of the root.

"It's a kind of bomb, but it's just a mental bomb." Seeing that Jiaxin was still confused, Ron didn't bother to continue explaining. He turned to Gen next to him and asked, "The mission entrusted to you by the machine is to let him go, right?" Is it? Have you prepared anything for him to run away?"

"It's all here," Gen patted the file bag he had just brought back, and handed it to Jesse: "In it is an escape instruction, he will tell you where to go, what kind of person to find, and you will not be caught by the CIA again." Catch it, there is another bank card with 250 million dollars on it, enough for you to get away with it to death."

"Tsk tsk, the machine is really too generous, much better than the stingy Finch." Ron said a little jealously.

But it's just talking, he hasn't done it yet, for the sake of robbing a runaway, except...

"But I have a small question." Ron tapped on the earphones: "Have you paid taxes on the running expenses he prepared?"

After Ron finished speaking, the two rolled their eyes together.

After sending Jesse away, he handed Root over to Reese who had just arrived, and told him to tell Finch to pay quickly. Ron turned his head and got into the car and left. He left without getting his money.

It's not because he doesn't care about money anymore, but because he has more important things tonight, that little silly girl Caroline sent him a message saying that someone has taken a fancy to her personal experience and plans to make it into a movie, so she wants to find Ron discuss it.

In this case, Ron has to go. As a member who often hangs around in Hollywood (collecting taxes from major film companies), Ron knows how many scammers every day pretend to help others make movies, but in fact they just want to make something happen. Exciting things.

Ron would never allow anyone to do anything to his woman, so he had to check on that innocent little girl.

"Caroline, can you stop being so excited? Didn't we agree to wait until Ron came to talk."

At Max's house, Max said helplessly to Caroline who was walking back and forth in the room like an excited Chihuahua.

"I know, but I just can't stop, I'm so excited!" Caroline even jumped twice when she spoke.

(End of this chapter)