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But as the captain of the FBI, with the government behind him, he will not be so afraid.

"I may want to reiterate again, I was ordered to handle the case, this person is in contact with the suspect we are going after, we need to take him back to assist in the investigation, if I release him now, if something goes wrong later, who will bear the responsibility. "

Hearing what the captain said, the hotel manager smiled: "I understand."

He took out his phone, dialed a number, said a few words, and handed the phone to the FBI captain.

The captain took the phone, and when he heard the voice from the other side, he immediately stood up straight and answered yes.

After a brief conversation, the captain respectfully returned the phone to the hotel manager.

"Sorry, it was indeed a misunderstanding."

He bowed slightly, then waved to the players behind him, ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, Du Jingtian stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

Du Jingtian pointed to Zhang Jue's damaged suitcase and messy clothes.

"What about these?"

The captain glanced at Zhang Jue, who had always kept a calm face, and clenched his fist slightly.

He walked up to Zhang Jue, folded all the clothes himself, and put them in the suitcase.

A full 5 minutes.

Everyone watched his movements quietly, and no one dared to speak.

After 5 minutes, all the laundry is neatly folded.

The captain stood up and looked at Zhang Jue.

"Mr. Zhang, the box is broken. Please leave your address. I'll buy a new one and send it over. If I can't find the same model, I'll buy the most expensive one within my ability. Do you think this is okay?"

Zhang Jue waved his hand: "No, let's go."

The captain looked at the hotel manager, and the hotel manager looked at Du Jingtian.

Du Jingtian smiled slightly: "Since my friend doesn't care, you can go and be careful on the road."

Hearing the last instruction, a strange light flashed in the captain's eyes, then he regained his composure and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

After the captain left, Du Jingtian picked up Zhang Jue's suitcase.

"Sorry, Consultant Zhang, I'm late."

Zhang Jue also laughed again: "It's okay, it's just right."

Under the leadership of Du Jingtian, the group walked to the hotel together.

The hotel manager looked back at the FBI agents who had just left, then followed their footsteps.

He didn't know Zhang Jue's identity, but he knew Du Jingtian's status.

Consultant Zhang is the first person who can let him personally salute.

He's glad he didn't choose the wrong side.

On the way back to the hotel, Zhang Jue put his arm around Du Jingtian's shoulder and said, "Brother, just now you deliberately asked that captain to pick up the clothes, because you were afraid that I would retaliate against him?"

Du Jingtian smiled, Zhang Jue was thoughtful, and he really couldn't hide his own thoughts from him.

"Consultant Zhang is kind and would do such a thing." Du Jingtian said.

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "No way?"

Du Jingtian smiled and said, "No."

Zhang Jue laughed.

From the first meeting in the boxing match last time, Du Jingtian gave him a very good impression, with a delicate mind, but not annoying.

After all, this is the territory of Mei Country. The FBI captain is not important in itself, but he represents one side of power. If he insists on making trouble for the other side, the Foundation will also have a headache.

Even for Leshan's sake, he wouldn't mess around.

What's more, Du Jingtian has already found a place for him.

It's the captain who still seems to be dissatisfied. If he dares to find him again, don't blame Zhang Jue for being cruel.

……

When they came to a private room, Du Jingtian naturally gave Zhang Jue the main seat and sat on his left.

The hotel manager also came to the room, and Du Jingtian introduced him and Zhang Jue to each other.

"Manager Black, this Mr. Zhang is a special consultant of our Sri Group and has made many important contributions to our group. He may need to stay in your hotel for a while recently. I hope you will take care of him."

Blake is the hotel manager, and he has seen many people of all levels. Although the young man in front of him doesn't look special, but Du Jingtian treats him like this, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

He stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Jue's hand: "If there's anything you need, just ask Consultant Zhang to do it."

Zhang Jue also smiled: "Then there will be Manager Roublake."

After everyone exchanged some pleasantries, Blake went out, leaving Du Jingtian and his party to talk with Zhang Jue alone.

Zhang Jue looked at Du Jingtian's entourage.

Du Jingtian nodded: "They're all my own."

It seems that these are colleagues of the Foundation.

Zhang Jue also relaxed.

He took a sip of water and asked, "What happened just now, are people in the FBI so sensitive now?"

Du Jingtian said: "Consultant Zhang is usually busy, and may not be familiar with the situation in Mei Country. Recently, some things happened here, and the impact...well, it is quite bad."

Du Jingtian's words successfully aroused Zhang Jue's interest, and he asked with a smile, "What's the matter, could it be that the president had an affair and was secretly photographed?"

"It's not, but it's about the same." Du Jingtian showed embarrassment, "Recently, indecent pictures and videos of various celebrities and dignitaries have frequently appeared on the black market, disrupting public order, and even a governor resigned. The impact on the US side is not small, and the FBI is currently investigating the source."

Zhang Jue almost spit out the water from his mouth, thinking that I am so beautiful and cheap in this kind of thing, it really won't disappoint.

He asked a few more questions, and only when the atmosphere calmed down did he talk about business.

"Okay, let's stop here for the gossip." Zhang Jue wiped his mouth and looked around at several colleagues, "Who is in charge of investigating Will Smith? Can you explain the situation and why you lost him? gone."

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Chapter 153 Black Fist (1)

"Who is in charge of investigating Will Smith? Can you explain the situation and how can you lose him?" Zhang Jue asked.

"it's me."

A colleague with long beards stood up, and it was obvious that he looked a little depressed.

Du Jingtian introduced to Zhang Jue: "This Stevenson is an agent dispatched by the Foundation. He has always been in charge of Smith's related work."

Zhang Jue nodded.

This agent named Stevenson had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary name. He belonged to the kind who would disappear when he was put into a crowd.

However, this kind of person is more suitable for the work of an agent.

Like 007, whose appearance is very attractive and eye-catching, too much attention will add unnecessary trouble to one's work.

Zhang Jue didn't know that the foundation had started the investigation of Will Smith a long time ago.

To be precise, the Foundation has already started this work after he provided the video tape.

Unlike Zhang Jue, the Foundation has a huge global presence. It is not too difficult to find a person after knowing their name and appearance. It took less than two months to lock in Target.

Besides, the name Will Smith is already well-known in the underground boxing circles of Mei Country.

Defeating several powerful opponents one after another made his worth skyrocket.

But so far, he has had absolutely no connection with the Foundation.

I don't know how he joined the foundation within three years according to the established development, and set up his own Black Pearl team.

After discussion, the top management of the Foundation unanimously decided not to change Smith's life and let nature take its course, which is more conducive to seeing his ability.

And the reason why he took such a lot of trouble was to analyze from the side what kind of tasks he might be assigned to perform, so as to analyze the reasons why he was able to survive three years later.

Then guess the truth of the so-called "end of the world".

Therefore, apart from sending people to monitor and protect, the Foundation did not initiate any contact with Smith himself.

Stevenson also took over the task at this time.

This task does not sound difficult, as long as Smith's basic necessities of life are under the supervision of the Foundation.

However, things turned out to be far more challenging than Stevenson imagined.

Smith himself is a black boxer, with a very complicated social circle and many enemies, so he has very strong detection and anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

This brought many difficulties to Stevenson's work.

Several times he was almost spotted by Smith.

Fortunately, the agents of the foundation are by no means ordinary people, and they have been able to save themselves from danger several times.

But Smith himself has also raised his guard.

Zhang Jue listened carefully to Stevenson's account of his battle of wits and courage with Smith, wondering whether the "weird" thing Smith said had something to do with the Foundation's investigation and surveillance of him.

"...Half a month ago, Smith played his last game. After he entered the apartment, he never came out again. I contacted the landlord, pretended to be a staff member of the water company, and knocked on his door. There was no one inside. It's gone too."

After Stevenson finished speaking, an uncontrollable disappointment still appeared on his face, obviously very dissatisfied with his performance.

He didn't know what Smith meant to the Foundation, but it was unacceptable for the target to slip under his nose.

Although the Foundation did not actually punish him, he was still very depressed.

After listening to Stevenson's narration, Zhang Jue nodded.

In fact, before coming here, Zhang Jue had already asked Leshan for a report on this matter.

But the paper report is not always as specific as Stevenson's personal explanation.

From Stevenson's mouth, he can roughly infer Smith's character.

Like most people in the rivers and lakes, Smith is cautious and loyal, but also has the cunning of the market.

Ordinary people can't gain his trust, but once he regards someone as a brother in his heart, he will give his back to the other person without hesitation, even if he is betrayed.

After Stevenson finished speaking, Zhang Jue fell into a long silence.

All eyes were on him.

The other colleagues sitting here are basically front-line employees, their rank is not high, and they don't know Zhang Jue.

It can only be seen from Du Jingtian's attitude that Zhang Jue's status is very high, but they don't know how high it is.

Even Du Jingtian, some of them saw it for the first time.

Not to mention Leshan and Zhang Jue.

The reason why Du Jingtian brought them was also to let Zhang Jue know the first-hand information, which would be more helpful to his judgment.

Zhang Jue didn't know that he had become the focus of everyone's attention, but he was just sorting out the clues he had so far in his mind.

There was no one in Smith's room, and all his clothes were gone. He should have left by himself, and he didn't know where he hid.

Whether the reason for his departure was because of the Foundation is unclear.

His identity is complicated, perhaps because of other reasons.

But the auto-reply email he set up was very strange.

The Foundation just took surveillance and didn't hurt him. There was absolutely no need for him to say such extreme words.

Zhang Jue felt that there must be something else that made Smith feel in danger.

And that thing was absolutely extraordinary.

Smith has long been used to the life of fighting and killing, and ordinary things may not scare him.

However, there is no evidence so far, everything is just speculation.