Chapter 478 A cigarette afterwards


Chapter 478: A cigarette afterwards

“Jack!” Jane next to Jack exclaimed, turned around and shot to the left.

"Bang! Bang!" Jack turned his head and fired two more shots. More than ten meters away, a man wearing a black skull scarf and a Mexican federal SWAT uniform, trying to approach everyone quietly, fell in a pool of blood. .

"Retreat, retreat!" Matt shouted loudly as he and his teammates alternately covered the retreat, "The road is clear, everyone get in the car!"

Jack turned off the safety and put the gun towards With a flick of his back, he opened the door and returned to the driver's seat, put down the handbrake and started the car slowly.

"Am I. Am I?" Jane returned to the car and stuttered nervously.

"Well done!" At this time, even if he killed the wrong Jack, he would just pretend he didn't see him, not to mention that the man just pointed a gun at him.

"Gone! Gone!" Alejandro did not return to the car, but took the initiative to go to the last Saber and sat behind the open trunk.

“This will definitely make the headlines in newspapers across the country, right?” someone shouted in the communication channel.

Matt sneered, "No, it won't. It won't even appear in the local El Paso newspaper."

Jack noticed that in the cars on both sides of the lane, the passengers and drivers did not abandon the car and run away, but were very experienced and lay down in the car. There were a few brave people who poked their heads in there, but no one dared to take it. Taken secretly with a mobile phone.

After the broken down vehicles blocking the road were moved, all transit vehicles blocking the Saboban convoy were directly released until the last vehicle in the convoy entered the United States.

The Black Hawk appeared over the convoy again. As soon as it passed the border crossing, several Raptor F150s followed. They were Texas Ranger police cars. Walker in the car waved to Jack.

As expected, they did not wait at Laredo's place. It seemed that they had already made private arrangements. Jack glanced at Matt beside him quietly, who had regained his relaxed demeanor. No wonder Rossi told him to be careful. This guy is probably more scheming than everyone here combined.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and the convoy returned to the military base where it started. Two old bailiffs got out of the car and escorted Guillermo, who was still covered with a black cloth on his head, in. building.

"You two refreshed my understanding of FBI agents." Matt said this to Jack and Jane after getting out of the car, which was a disguised compliment.

Jian's face was still a little ugly. This was a complete military operation, which was quite uncomfortable for her who was used to adhering to the principle of minimum force to deal with criminals.

Jack handed over his HK417, patted her shoulder, whispered a few words in her ear, and suggested that she go back to the dormitory to rest, because what is going to happen next may be... It was even more difficult for her to accept.

"So, do you want to come together?" Matt looked back at Jack who was following him and asked knowingly.

Jack shrugged, "If it's inconvenient, I can wait until you finish asking before going in. You know, I only have one question."

Matt tilted his head slightly, looking nonchalant, "Come together, let me see how the FBI makes people talk, but it will take a while, the two bailiffs still have some procedures to go through."

"Want one first?" Jack took out two cannons and handed one to him.

After Matt took it, he smelled it and looked at it again, "Wow, Cuban? I like you more and more, young man."

The two men were like this He sat casually on the floor, leaning against the doorstep and started puffing away.

"Did you know? We actually have a common friend." After a while, Matt suddenly spoke quietly.

"Who?" Jack turned his head subconsciously, but didn't get the answer he wanted.

His mind was racing. This guy was a CIA and had been operating abroad. He didn't seem to have any acquaintances abroad.

After ruling out all the impossible answers, based on his understanding of the behavior of this suture monster world in the past few years, Jack tentatively spit out a name from his mouth, "John Reese?"
< br>(Note: Uncle Li in "Person of Interest" who appeared before was also a CIA) Matt laughed loudly, "I knew you could guess it."



Is it really the law of mutual attraction between protagonists? Jack was speechless. He was sure that Matt's face had not appeared in the drama "Person of Interest".

Based on his previous experiences, the protagonists from different works in this world of suture monsters often seem to get together inexplicably. For example, he knows why Old Hunter knows Bald Frank.

"We have only interacted twice, so we are not too familiar with each other. How is he?" Although he has not had much contact with Rise, this character was something he liked very much back then, but considering that the official plot has begun With Reese's character, Jack wouldn't really think that he would be considered a friend by him.

"He's dead." Matt's words startled Jack, and then he tightened up again. Alarm bells rang in his mind. Something was wrong. This guy was not trying to make friends with him, but was trying to talk to him.

Jack deliberately pretended to be shocked, "Walterfuck? How is this possible?"

Before the original plot of "Person of Interest" began, Reese escaped from the CIA by faking his own death, so of course Jack would not really think that Reese was dead, but what was Matt's purpose in telling him this?

"What happened to him?" Jack asked, as if he really didn't know anything about it.

"I don't know, I just heard something, and then there was an extra star on the wall of the headquarters. I wasn't even sure if it was him."

Matt kept his head down His head seemed to be simply stating one thing, instead of staring at himself as Jack suspected, observing his reaction after hearing the news.

The CIA's headquarters in Langley has a Vermont marble memorial wall. Every time an agent is killed in action, a black star is added to the wall.

But Jack didn't dare to be careless at all. Including Reese, he had no trust in the CIA group at all, let alone the guy in front of him who had eight hundred evil intentions.

"Uh, so if you tell me your internal affairs like this, does it really not matter?" Jack couldn't help it after all, and asked one more question tentatively.

When Matt raised his head, he had regained his previous careless attitude, "Who cares, no one even knows his real name. I only heard it twice when I was drinking with him. Then I will remember your name.”

He stood up and raised his hand to look at the time, carefully extinguished the cannon that was only one-third burned, and stuffed it into his chest pocket. "It's almost time, let's go in."

Jack also put out the cigar, put it in the cigar box, and followed him into the building.

I hope I'm just overthinking it. Dealing with the CIA is really scary. I hope I can find and kill Ian Doyle as soon as possible, and then stay away from these dangerous guys.

Jack is not afraid of any physical threats, but he hates being forced out of his current comfort zone. He is very satisfied with his life in the FBI. Any sign that may threaten this life will be suppressed immediately. destroy.

This is also the real reason why he did not hesitate to risk his life and traveled thousands of miles to hunt down Ian Doyle alone.

The two of them stopped far away in the corridor. They saw Alejandro holding a heavy bucket of water in his hand and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with obvious Indian ancestry. The young people chatted quietly in Spanish.

The middle-aged man had a visitor's card hanging on his chest, and he didn't look like an American. Jack slightly raised his perception and listened to the conversation between the two parties.

This middle-aged man seemed to be Alejandro's old friend, and his identity should be a federal prosecutor in Mexico, because Jack heard him apologizing to the other party for the previous attack, saying that he could only control what he could control. part.

Alejandro had obviously seen Matt and Jack and quickly ended the conversation, but before the middle-aged man said goodbye, he raised his voice slightly and still spoke in Spanish.

"It's really great to see you still fighting."

The middle-aged man put his right hand on his heart, his lips trembling slightly, "Those things that happened to you I feel very sorry about it."

After that, he patted Alejandro on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Take care."

(End of this chapter)

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