The Third Winter Soldier

02:30 p.m., FBI Las Vegas Sgt.

Edgar*Ramons was sitting at his desk with a hamburger in his mouth, typing quickly on the keyboard with both hands, staring at the computer screen, a video was playing on the screen, It is the original screenshot released by the police.In the video, a man in black runs past a house. The time recorded by the surveillance is very short, from the time the man in black enters the surveillance area to the time he runs out, it is only ten seconds. Degas*Ramons watched it no less than a hundred times. No matter how he freezes the frame and zooms in on the detailed picture, the man's appearance is always blurred.He squinted his eyes slightly, and leaned back into the seat after freezing again. He reached out and grabbed the hamburger and took a bite, chewing while staring at the picture. Put, threw himself in front of the screen, and murmured: "No wonder you can't see clearly, it's not because of the light problem, this person is wearing a mask!"

"Ramons?" A female detective with exquisite make-up came over, "LAPD just received a report call saying that it saw a suspect suspected of murdering Congressman Clark."

Ramones looked up at her, "Report the phone?"

"Yes, the other party said for sure, LAPD is going to send someone over there to take a look." The female detective said.

Ramones obviously didn't believe such a report, "You know what I found?" He pointed to the computer screen, "The suspect is wearing a mask on his face, that is to say, ordinary people want to learn from the blurry screenshot released so far." It's impossible to identify the suspects."

"So, what you mean is that the informant provided invalid information." The female detective nodded, "Okay, I understand."

"Ah, wait!" Ramones thought for a moment, "Did they send us the whistleblower information?"

"Of course, do you want to see it?" she asked.

"Okay, you can forward it to me!" Ramones nodded, looking down at the screen, the whistleblower...he thought, maybe it was just for the bounty, and he called to try his luck, or he was an accomplice of the suspect.He put away the video, opened the newly received material, read it carefully from beginning to end, pondered for a long time, and finally, he grabbed the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair and walked out quickly.

Caesar Hotel.

The man in black pushed the door open and entered. He stretched out his hand and pulled the brim of his peaked cap to cover most of his face. He walked past the counter silently and went upstairs.

Caesar at the counter pricked up his ears, and after listening to his footsteps gradually disappearing, he struggled to get up on the reclining chair, leaned on the counter and looked curiously towards the end of the stairs. Of course, except for the wall at the corner of the stairs. A petal-shaped frosted glass wall lamp with a brass holder hung, and he saw nothing.Even so, he looked at it seriously for a long time before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again.

Caesar turned his head and looked over. It was a young man in a suit and leather shoes. After he entered the door, he turned his head and looked around, and then his eyes fell on Caesar. He smiled politely and walked over to him, saying: "You good!"

Caesar looked up and down habitually, and asked, "Well, are you here to stay at the hotel?"

"No, it's not!" He approached the counter and asked with a smile, "I'm here to find someone."

"Oh..." Caesar nodded, and asked not very interested, "Who are you looking for?"

"Do you have a girl named Lilith here?" he asked.

Caesar glanced at him subtly, and said, "The innermost room in the corridor on the second floor." After finishing speaking, he curled his lips, turned back to the recliner, picked up the ipad and nestled it back in the recliner, and ignored him.

The young man still smiled, nodded, and said, "Thank you." He glanced at the stairs, confirmed that there was only one passage leading to the second floor, and walked towards the stairs unhurriedly.

The interior of the Caesar Hotel is just like its appearance. The old wooden stairs make slight noises as people walk around, and the mottled traces of time on the carved wooden railings seem to silently tell about the splendid age it once had. He stepped on the floor of the second floor and looked around. A dark corridor stretched from one end of the stairs to the other end of the room. The fat man downstairs was referring to the one at the end of the corridor. It seems to be hiding. No one would have thought that in the bustling Las Vegas, there is actually a small broken hotel called Caesars, which is in great contrast to the magnificent Caesars Hotel.

There are four doors on both sides of the corridor on the second floor. There is a small piece of brass door plate on it. The number on each door plate is more or less worn. There is even a nail missing from the door plate on one room. Paste on the door panel.

The operator of this hotel does not seem to be so careful about the maintenance of the hotel.He thought to himself, walked to the end of the corridor, stared at the door for a while, did not knock on the door immediately, but listened carefully, the room was very quiet, as if no one was inside.

"Dong dong dong..."

On the bed, Lilith, who was holding a newspaper, was awakened by the knock on the door. She sat up and looked at the door vigilantly.

The knock on the door sounded again, the same as before, three rhythmic knocks, and then stopped, making people feel that the knocker outside was very polite.However, Lilith didn't have a good impression of the door knocker. She didn't know anyone in Las Vegas. It had been almost a month since she settled here, and it was the first time the door was knocked. This situation made her not be vigilant. She gently put the newspaper aside and stared at the door motionlessly.

The third time, there was a knock on the door. This time, the visitors outside the door seemed a little impatient, and the rhythm of knocking on the door became a little faster, and it still stopped three times. Then, a strange man's voice sounded outside the door: "Excuse me, is there anyone?"

Lilith got up, tiptoed to the door, put her ear on the door panel, and heard the man outside muttering to herself with some doubts: "There should be someone? Otherwise, how could the fat man just say that he was in that room. "

I don't know this person.Lilith straightened her back, put her hand on the doorknob, thought for a moment, and opened the door.

The visitor outside the door was a young man, wearing a black suit without a tie, and the collar of the white shirt inside was slightly open. He had a handsome face, slightly messy black hair, matched with his pair of green Eyes, people feel a strong affinity.He grinned and said, "Lilith?"

Lilith looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Who are you?"

He took out an ID card from the inner pocket of his suit, flashed it in front of her eyes, and said, "FBI, Edgar*Ramons." After speaking, he watched her reach out her hand in surprise, and took it away from him His credentials, "We got your call."

Lilith glanced at the name and photo on the certificate, raised her eyes, and said lightly: "Come in!"

Edgar watched her enter the room with his ID and had to follow.

"Close the door!" Lilith said.

"Oh, okay!" He closed the door obediently, and turned to see her walking to the window, looking at her with his ID.

"That... is real, not fake." Edgar walked up to her and stood still, "There is no doubt that no one will impersonate the FBI, right?"

The corner of Lilith's mouth twitched, she raised her eyes, and said slowly, "Are you sure no one will fake it?"

Edgar was about to answer, but suddenly he was speechless.

Lilith handed back the ID, watched him put it away speechlessly, and said, "I didn't call you."

"Yes, you called the LAPD. They are assisting in the investigation of this case, and all the information will be gathered to us." Edgar said, "I came here because I received your report, and I hope I can tell you what you know." information, let’s chat.”

Lilith looked at him with folded arms and said, "Aren't you here to give money?"

"What?" Edgar was taken aback.

"Bounty." Lilith said briefly.

"Ah, that..." Edgar smiled and said, "The premise of the reward is that your information is correct, and that's why I came to you!"

Lilith looked at him strangely, and said: "You want to confirm the information, why did you come to me? Shouldn't you arrest people directly?" She paused, "Besides, if I remember correctly, the information I provided is , that person lives here, if you come here so recklessly, aren't you afraid to startle the snake?"

"I'm just here to make sure," Edgar said.

"Or..." The corner of Lilith's mouth curled up, "Are you here to confirm whether I am that person's accomplice?"

Edgar watched Lilith's smile grow bigger and bigger, and was stunned by her words.