Evolution begins with Resident Evil

After Field fell unconscious, he was taken to an abandoned warehouse.

He slowly woke up from the operating table, looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and asked, "What am I doing..."

"Welcome back, comrade." The familiar face held his body with a smile and said, "Don't get up in a hurry."

Field said, "I..."

His memory became blurred, and it seemed to be confused, and multiple memories appeared in his mind.

The man comforted, "It will be fine after a while."

Field took a deep breath and nodded.

After a few minutes, he finally sorted out his memory and said, "Afresca, what should we do next?"

When the man heard the other party call out his pseudonym, he knew that the operation was successful, so he told the other party the organization's next plan.

——

Twenty-four hours after the attack, both the F.B.C. and the FBI found nothing and did not find any trace of Field.

In the conference room of the F.B.C. headquarters, the two sides met to discuss the current situation.

After all, Field was only there to assist in the investigation, so the FBI still had to give the F.B.C. an explanation.

The head of the FBI agent is Claire's old acquaintance, Roman.

He is usually responsible for protecting and monitoring Shirley, but Shirley does not go out every day, so he has work to do at other times.

And the X organization is also worried that Roman will develop a desire to protect cute creatures if he protects Shirley for a long time, so he uses other tasks to distract his attention.

Roman's job this time is just to communicate with Morgan and investigate the person in charge of Field.

The real person in charge is now dealing with the attack in a panic.

Roman ignored the low pressure in the room and said: "According to our investigation, the target was escorted to a safe house by our agents for protection after the attack. But before our support arrived, the agent was attacked and killed by a fake FBI agent, and Field was taken away by these people."

Morgan, who exuded dissatisfaction, said the key: "Is there a traitor in your FBI?"

There must be a procedure for confirming each other's identities between agents, so unless the intelligence is leaked, the enemy cannot succeed in impersonation.

Roman shook his head: "It's not clear yet." He took out the photos in his briefcase and pushed them in front of Morgan, taking the initiative of the conversation into his own hands: "These two attackers are active agents of the F.B.C., Commander Morgan, do you have anything to say?" Morgan did not deny it directly, but picked up the photos and looked at them. "If you can't recognize them, you can also go and confirm them first." "I will do it without you saying it." Morgan called the secretary to confirm whether the person in the photo was an F.B.C. agent, and then he looked at Roman and said, "Are you suspecting that I killed someone to silence him?" Roman's expression did not change, and he did not look away: "Originally, there was no such thing, but Commander, you suspected that we had a traitor before, and it seemed that you wanted to lead the problem to us? Are you guilty?" Morgan ignored the other party's sarcasm and said, "Humph, how do I know if our agents were attacked and sacrificed by your FBI, and then blamed them?" Although Roman's status and power were not as good as Morgan's, he had the support of the X organization, so he was not afraid of the other party at all. He said, "There were many witnesses at the scene. Speaking of this, Commander, you should thank us. If we hadn't blocked the news, your F.B.C. wouldn't have to investigate next, and the public would have directly identified you as a funder of a bio-terrorist organization."

Although the public now knows that a gunfight took place, they don't know the details, let alone that there were F.B.C. agents among those who participated in the attack.

When Morgan heard this, his face twitched and he didn't say anything.

He also knew that there was a traitor in his organization, otherwise how could the Greyhound organization confirm that Field was the one who discussed funding with them?

Those two agents were probably the traitors in his organization.

But he couldn't say this as an excuse, otherwise the other party would definitely ask how he knew there was a traitor.

Roman noticed a slight change on the other party's face, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Morgan's secretary just came back and interrupted the conversation.

The secretary whispered a few words in the commander's ear, and then followed his instructions and left the room again.

Although Morgan had expected it in his heart, when he heard the conclusion that the two people in the photo were F.B.C. agents, the wrinkles on his face became more obvious.

His eyes returned to Roman again, and he said, "I don't know why the two F.B.C. agents are here. According to the investigation, they have no mission and are on vacation."

It is precisely because their subordinates are on vacation that the F.B.C. knows nothing about the whereabouts of the two.

Roman did not say whether he believed it or not, and concluded: "Does that mean you don't have any evidence to clear your suspicion?"

Morgan would not admit this, that would basically be a confession.

So he asked back: "Didn't you check the two people's mobile phones?"

"Those two people are very professional, they don't carry any communication equipment. Their mobile phones can't be located."

How could the FBI forget about the mobile phone, but these two people have nothing else except pistols and bullets.

Now the situation of the F.B.C. is getting worse and worse, as if a huge spider web is covering them.

Morgan couldn't help but regret that he underestimated the Greyhound Organization and let the other party get the handle, which led to a series of subsequent troubles.

Roman looked at Morgan who didn't say a word and sneered in his heart.

F.B.C. was supposed to be the sharp blade of the Lighthouse State, monopolizing the entire NATO's anti-biochemical business, so that the Lighthouse State could legally interfere in the internal affairs of its younger brother, etc.

Unexpectedly, Morgan, known as the "Silver Fox", would bring the F.B.C. to such a point, which greatly disappointed the X Organization.

He couldn't help but feel that he should have directly expanded and reorganized the Red Claws and let the younger Samus serve as the commander of the F.B.C.

Morgan was too old, his thinking was rigid and stubborn, so when he faced the biochemical crisis in the early stage, his purpose of action was always to fight for power and want to firmly control the F.B.C. in his hands.

As a result, he controlled the entire organization as he wished.

But during this period, the reputation of the F.B.C. in the field of anti-biohazard was surpassed by the B.S.A.A., which had not yet developed.

These were all Roman's thoughts, but he did not say them out loud.

The matter was done, and he said these things only after the fact.

The same was true for the F.B.C. agent's involvement in the attack.

Apart from this fact, the FBI had no other evidence to prove that the F.B.C. wanted to kill people and silence them, so there was no point in discussing this matter.

But Roman had no choice, because his task was to put the blame for the attack on the F.B.C., so he could only continue the topic around the issue of the F.B.C. agent.

Morgan sorted out his mood, listened carefully to the other party's words, and prepared for the next round of rebuttal.

...

Morgan and Roman were not procrastinators, and the two of them had a verbal confrontation, neither of them gave in, and the meeting came to an end.

It was not that they reached an agreement, but that both sides refused to give in, so both sides decided to temporarily suspend this meaningless meeting and collect intelligence first.

At this moment, the secretary and the FBI agent entered the room at the same time.

"The Minister of the Interior is back!"

"The target is back!"

The two said the news in unison.

Morgan and Roman were very surprised and stood up to find Field.

At this time, Field was in good condition. Although he had many wounds all over his body and was covered in dust and dirt, he did not have any particularly serious wounds and looked quite energetic.

"Weren't you captured?" Roman would not show mercy to a man and asked about the situation directly.

Field was in the medical room, and the doctor treated the wound on his back.

Hearing Roman's words, he replied: "They locked me in an abandoned warehouse. I found an opportunity to knock out the person guarding me and then escaped."

Without waiting for the other party to ask, Field immediately told the address of the warehouse.

Roman was not polite either, and directly reported the matter to the person in charge and asked him to send someone to investigate the warehouse.

Then he continued to ask: "Didn't the enemy notice that you ran away?"

Field said with lingering fear: "I hid nearby, and the enemy immediately ran out to chase me after I disappeared. I played a time difference and successfully avoided them and escaped back successfully."

The enemy didn't expect that he didn't run far after breaking free, and there was no closed-circuit television in the warehouse, so they directly dispersed to chase Field and just passed him by.

Roman silently said: "Shit luck."

Field didn't pay attention, turned his head and said to Morgan: "I eavesdropped on their conversation. The person who attacked me is a member of the Greyhound Organization!"

Roman snorted: "You don't want to clear the F.B.C. suspicion with just one sentence, right?"

Field glared and said loudly: "That F.B.C. agent is the insider."

He naturally knew the reason why the other party said this, he must have found that there was an F.B.C. among the attackers.

Roman replied: "You should tell our person in charge. After the doctor treats the wound, please come with us again."

"No! You FBI can't protect me at all! You have a traitor in your ranks too! The person who arrested me can answer your code!"

Field chuckled and said: "You can't make the decision on this matter."

Morgan said: "You have to give a safe plan, right? Do you want to repeat the same mistake?"

Field called the person in charge first.

Then he looked at Morgan and the others and said: "We will ask other departments to pick up this time. No one will know who is in charge except the person in charge."

Morgan was about to refute when the secretary knocked on the door again.

He came in and shouted: "Commander, something bad has happened."

"What's the point of being so flustered!" Morgan didn't want his men to lose face in front of the FBI, so he shouted angrily.

He waited until the other party calmed down before asking, "What happened?"

The secretary said, "Someone broke the news to the reporter, saying that one of the people who attacked the FBI was an F.B.C. agent!"

"What! Hiss—" Field stood up suddenly and pulled the wound.

The doctor pushed him back and said, "Don't move, the wound almost tore open!"

Morgan asked Roman, "Explain the situation to me."

Roman was thinking in his heart whether this was a conspiracy of the Greyhound Organization. Hearing Morgan's request, he knew that this was a good time to raise the price.

He smiled and said, "Okay, but Field must follow our people and leave through the back door now."

He wanted to take this opportunity to divert the enemy's attention and take Field away.

——

Roman and Morgan went to explain to the reporters who had gathered while reconciling their statements.

Of course, Roman would not make a conclusion on this matter, after all, he also did not know the specific situation now.

But it was precisely because someone broke the news that he decided to help the F.B.C. organization, because this was a conspiracy against the F.B.C. no matter how you look at it.

Field had no other choice. He followed another FBI agent out of the back door of the F.B.C. headquarters building before his wounds were treated.

This time Field came to the FBI branch smoothly.

As a result, the interrogator was shocked as soon as the interrogation began.

Because Field directly admitted that he had contact with the Greyhound organization and funded them, and even told their F.B.C. plan against the B.S.A.A.

But he did not admit that he had ever instructed the Greyhound organization to create any biochemical crisis.

The agents who heard these words looked at each other, said "Wait a minute," and left the interrogation room.

They had no authority to deal with such issues, so they could only report it immediately and let their superiors make a decision.

This explosive news spread all the way to the head of the FBI and President Samor, and finally to Simmons' ears.

"What do we do with what Field said?" The FBI director was very cunning and immediately threw the hot potato away at the beginning of the meeting.

President Samor did not answer, but looked at Simmons, the security consultant of the Lighthouse Country, hoping that the other party could provide a method.

Simmons, who had been suffering from single-mindedness before, is in a good mental state now and has recovered from the disease.

He did not give up pursuing Ada, but one day when he went to wash his face, he looked at his decadent self in the mirror and figured it out.

In this state, he was not worthy of the woman he dreamed of, so he cheered up again and thought seriously about getting Ada.

Back to Field's self-exposure, Simmons took over and said, "Have those people who pretended to be FBI confirmed their identities? How did they know the contact code?"

He was worried that the existence of an insider would cause Field's words to be leaked.

The FBI would also be in trouble at that time, and the Lighthouse Country would easily lose the initiative of the investigation.

The FBI director said with some guilt: "The identity cannot be confirmed. The person who knew the code has been controlled and is under investigation, but there is no result yet."

President Samor said: "If this matter is exposed...will it affect the image of our country?"

"Although the F.B.C. is nominally an organization affiliated with NATO, it is basically deeply bound to us, and it will definitely have an impact."

Simmons agreed with the FBI director's words. He attached great importance to this point and was already thinking about how to cut off the F.B.C. in his heart.

He quickly thought of several plans to break the silence in the room.

"In the current situation, we can either bet that the insider did not receive the information, or we can kill the person directly and put the blame on the Greyhound Organization, so that there will be no evidence."

"F.B.C...."

Simmons said this, but the FBI will be responsible for the execution, so the director's face showed hesitation.

"Tell Morgan what Field said exactly, and he will understand."

President Samor asked: "What other methods? I am now skeptical about the FBI's confidentiality."

The FBI director wiped his sweat with an embarrassed look.

Simmons said: "Let us be the messenger of justice and send the F.B.C. to the grave personally."

He had received an interesting intelligence before.

The content is that O'Brien of B.S.A.A. intends to train Luo Guang as the successor of his own organization.

Although B.S.A.A. is not O'Brien's one-man show, Simmons feels that with the support of the X organization behind him, Luo Guang's promotion is a foregone conclusion.

At that time, the B.S.A.A. organization will naturally be under the control of the X organization.

The B.S.A.A. is an organization under the United Nations, which allows the X organization to reach out further and is a better choice than the F.B.C.

In this way, the value of the F.B.C. to the X organization has been reduced a lot.

President Samor does not have much good feelings towards the F.B.C. organization, and this organization was left by the previous president, which makes him even more dissatisfied.

Now he also has his own anti-biochemical organization DSO, thinking that this may be an opportunity for expansion.

Except for the FBI director who only wants to throw away the hot potato as soon as possible, the other two have their own ulterior motives and are calculating how to maximize their benefits.

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