No taboos in the world

Chapter 70 FBI and CIA
After leaving the prison cell, the third golden ring on Hong Chen's wrist had grown half way.

The early settlement proves that Jordan Belfort has completely lost hope of escaping the crime.

but.

Hong Chen encountered an accident before he even left the police station.

Two policemen quickly stepped forward from behind and held down his shoulders. The man in a suit who was walking towards him put one hand on the wall at his waist and held a piece of paper in the other hand. He looked sharp and vigilant and asked, "Hong...Chen?"

Hong Chen turned his head and saw a policeman behind him.

Moreover, everyone in the police station seemed to be paying attention to what was happening here.

He turned around and said with a smile: "It's me, what's the matter?"

The man in a suit in front of him turned the paper in his hand, which contained a photo and brief information about Hong Chen.

Then he showed his ID: FBI agent.

The other party said seriously: "We suspect that you are related to the recent explosion. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation."

Hong Chen paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Okay."
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FBI, interrogation room.

There was only a table and two chairs in the empty room, cameras were hung on both sides of the ceiling, and there were one-way glass walls on both sides of the room.

After entering the door, he was asked to sit on a chair on the inside side, and then the agent who brought him back left without saying a word.

The air conditioner was getting louder and louder, and the room was getting colder and colder.

Hong Chen turned his head and looked around, then took off his coat, turned his chair around, and looked straight at the glass wall inside the room.

From the room, it looks like a huge, smooth mirror.

As he watched, a smile suddenly broke out on Hong Chen's face, gentle and sunny.

In the next room, Anna, who had always had a stern face, suddenly smiled, her beauty was touching.

Opposite Anna, the man who turned his head and looked at Hong Chen through the glass like her frowned immediately, grabbed the hidden communicator on his collar and asked: "What's going on? Is there something wrong with the mirror? Can he see this side?"

"No, he can only see himself."

The man was puzzled, but saw Hong Chen suddenly raised his hand and waved as if to say hello.

The furrows between his brows deepened: "He doesn't act like he can't see anything."

"But I'm standing outside the interrogation room, and I guarantee there's nothing wrong with the mirror. Maybe he was just saying hello to himself in the mirror?"

The man glanced at Anna, who also raised her hand and waved, and gave up pursuing the question. He said directly: "Turn off the one-way perspective."

The next second, the transparent glass wall suddenly turned dark.

Anna's smile also disappeared.

The man picked up the documents on the table and said, "You have been sitting here for more than ten hours, but my colleagues told me that you have never told them a word of truth."

"Really?" Anna asked coldly, "I have emphasized more than once that I am a woman, and a woman who has citizenship after legal immigration."

“Ha!” The man laughed. “Anna Polyadova. I’ve seen your information a long time ago, but I didn’t expect that we would meet in this way at this time.”

He turned the document in his hand and pushed it in front of Anna. This was a secret document from a year ago, with two photos of Anna sandwiched on it, one was her ID photo, and the other reminded Anna of her past that she couldn't bear to look back on.

The man noticed the change in Anna's eyes, and his eyes also moved with it, and he struck while the iron was hot and asked: "You entered the United States before the collapse of the Soviet Union. Now that the Soviet Union has disappeared, do you still belong to the KGB?"

Anna looked up, "I don't belong to any secret service organization."

"I believe it!" the man responded immediately, and at the same time stood up and extended his hand to introduce himself: "Leonard Miller, CIA agent."

However, Anna remained unmoved.

Miller waited for three seconds before withdrawing his hand. There was no anger on his face. He sat back and continued, "I believe you do not belong to any secret service organization now, because we have compared the FBI's tracking records of you and found no connection with the KGB."

"Can I go now?" Anna crossed her arms.

Miller saw this, pointed at her arm and chuckled, "Is it because you're cold, or do you not want me to dig up more so you unconsciously adopt a defensive posture?"

Anna: “Poor.”

Miller: "No matter if it's clumsy or not, my greatest pleasure is to catch my own flaws. Miss Anna, what is your relationship with Hong Chen?"

"He's my boss."

"He pays you?"

"Yes."

"But we didn't find any salary flow records in your bank card."

“He likes to use cash.”

"Okay, then, do you know which Mr. Hong next door is a professional killer?"

"This is slander."

"I have evidence." Miller took out another document and opened it in front of Anna: "He once participated in a political assassination. In Ukraine, he and another killer hired by the KGB assassinated a politician, and the person he killed was the real politician. Unfortunately, this politician had a close cooperative relationship with us, so he came into our sight."

Anna's face remained expressionless, but her pupils shrank slightly.

Miller, who kept his eyes on her while speaking, noticed this.

He continued turning the pages without pausing.

"Originally, what we had was not enough to serve as evidence to accuse him, and we had no obligation to track down killers who committed crimes abroad. Moreover, the Soviet Union suddenly collapsed at that time, which took up a lot of our energy, so his information was buried. But!"

Miller tapped the table with his index finger. "I never thought that he would bring us such a huge trouble at this moment! Last night, an inconspicuous textile factory suddenly exploded. It was later determined that the main cause of the initial explosion was a large amount of C4 explosives. Immediately afterwards, a Mi-28 armed helicopter with a full load of ammunition raided the explosion site and fired all missiles crazily, destroying almost everything in the textile factory. At the same time, it also used up all its machine guns and destroyed a number of police cars and streets. You should know this."

Anna nodded: "I've watched TV, but the TV report is far less clear than what you said. Thank you for your explanation."

"You're welcome." Miller smiled slightly. "Ms. Anna, can you imagine that the war that is rumored to have triggered the Third World War was actually caused by a killer who wanted to destroy another killer organization?"

Anna was surprised: "Really? This is another brand new version I have never heard of."

Miller: "What I can't imagine is why a killer could transport a helicopter loaded with ammunition from Europe to New York, and then make it disappear without a trace after destroying the target. Can you help me speculate?"

Anna thought for a moment and spoke seriously.

"I do not know."

(End of this chapter)