The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 253 Complete Disappointment

Bolick looked at the information on TV.

The expression can be said to be very wonderful.

"Can anyone tell me?" Bolick pointed at Jim who was holding a press conference. "How did this guy survive until now?"

Although the room was empty, there were several screens.

There is a person behind each screen at this moment.

But no one spoke.

Jim's press conference was simple, responding to the killing of a senior FBI agent on the street.

Although this is an FBI case.

But Jim took this opportunity to announce that this was a local crime.

This is to get the LAPD involved in the investigation.

Logically, this matter should be reported to the FBI, and everyone has a tacit understanding about it, but Jim obviously did not do so.

"Yes, Robin is my friend. During the Covo Pharmaceutical Laboratory incident, Robin provided a lot of help to the LAPD."

"Chief Jim, you think this is revenge, right?"

"That's not what I think." Jim said, "We have enough evidence. This is a revenge operation against Robin because he investigated something related to Covo Pharmaceuticals. The LAPD will continue to investigate this thoroughly."

Someone immediately asked, "Excuse me, Chief Jim, is the evidence you mentioned related to the St. Loy Hospital that we investigated before?"

"That's right, but follow-up investigations will take time."

Bolick looked at a screen. "That's the area your base is responsible for. Now tell me, what are you going to do? Let this righteous director unplug everything in Los Angeles?"

The person behind the screen said helplessly: "General, you have seen that they have completed the previous tasks very well. We have issued new instructions, but they have all lost contact now. No, we don't know what happened."

Bolick took a deep breath and said, "I don't want to hear excuses. Now, solve this matter or get rid of everyone involved in this matter! Do you understand?"

"But. The fourth phase of the experiment is now..."

"I told you, I don't want to hear excuses."

"Yes, I understand."

At this time, at Guy's home.

The local governor returned home exhausted, but as soon as he got home he noticed something was wrong.

He simply drew his gun and began to check his house.

But just as he was about to check the bedroom, a hand suddenly stretched out, and before Guy could react, he was subdued in an instant.

After seeing this person, Guy's face turned pale: "This matter has nothing to do with me."

Robin looked at his superior without any emotion under his helmet. "Where is the thing that Robin's team is investigating?"

"Already. Already sent away." Guy said immediately: "Sir, we should have a good talk. I have reminded Robin."

Robin grabbed Guy's neck when he heard this: "What else do you know!"

"I know very little. I only know that this is a state secret that even I have no right to inquire about."

"So after your people died, you didn't even do the right thing to continue to search for the murderer?"

"This is an order from above!"

Robin said in a low voice: "Then they died in vain!"

Guy looked bitter. "What else? Should I continue to organize people to investigate? Who will support me? Robin is the best agent under my command. He is gone. What can I find out even if I want to investigate? Everyone in the FBI has seen what his team has become. Who is willing to investigate?"

"How do you know if there is no such thing if you haven't even tried it?"

Guy was a little surprised: "Who are you? Hoodie Man doesn't seem to be your type, and your voice..."

Robin didn't answer, but just said: "Where is the information now? Tell me."

"They should be on their way, on their way to Arizona. They just left Los Angeles, and these documents require us to hand them over to the military."

"Tell me the route." Guy told everything he knew without hesitation.

Robin, who got the news, started to exert force on his hands, and Guy grabbed him with both hands and began to struggle hard.

But in his mind, Robin remembered the last phone call he received.

It was Guy calling.

He said
“Run, run.”

Robin swung his hand and threw Guy onto the bed.

Guy covered his neck and began to cough violently, his entire face turning purple.

Robin spoke slowly: "If, I mean if, it wasn't me who came to you, but someone else, would you tell him this?"

Guy was so frightened at this time that he quickly said, "I just want to live, sir. I'm just following orders."

"understood."

Then, his figure left from here.

Although Guy didn't answer directly, Robin knew that if he wasn't the hoodie man, the madman who dared to hang the LAPD deputy chief on a street lamp in public, Guy wouldn't say a word.

Robin clenched his fists, he really hoped that Guy could hold on.

Even if he hadn't said anything just now, he wouldn't be as disappointed as he is now.

There are always some people who know everything, but they do nothing! And that is what they should do in their position!

This country is sick.

Robin's figure shuttled through the city, and the patterns on his armor flickered slightly.

He found an FBI safe house, opened it with his ID, and drove a car out.

The vehicle was speeding on the highway, and soon, an alarm sounded behind the vehicle.

That was a signal for him to move aside.

But Robin did not slow down, and when the police car saw this, it immediately chased after him.

But when the two highway police saw who was driving the car, they were stunned.

Robin turned his head to look at them, and the two policemen stepped on the brakes.

But they always felt something was wrong, so they reported that they had found the Sweatshirt Man and drove behind him.

Jim had already ordered that any news about the Hoodie Man should be reported to him immediately, but when listening to his subordinate's report on the phone, Jim looked at Xiu Nuo who was sitting opposite him with a very complicated expression.

After hanging up the phone, Jim looked at Xiu Nuo: "Boss, we found the Sweater Man."

"Oh? Where?"

"On the way, he's driving."

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "That should mean they have found some clues. Let's take some people there. Maybe we'll get something unexpected."

Jim asked carefully, "This guy is really not one of ours, right?"

"No, but I guess the purpose is similar. Don't worry, Jim, you won't be in danger."

Jim said nothing more and immediately set off with his men, and he brought quite a few people with him.

Just halfway there, Jim received a report from his men.

"Chief, that hoodie guy attacked a convoy, and the people escorting them seem to be FBI agents. Should we provide support?"

"Have you left Los Angeles?"

“Almost.” The man said, “It seems like that sweatshirt man did it on purpose.”

Jim thought of Xiu Nuo's reminder and immediately ordered, "Close the road. Don't go up to provoke that guy. Just watch from the side. I'll be there soon."

(End of this chapter)