Chapter 1219 Project Change
Unlike the FBI, the administrative center and base are divided into two places. The Hoover Building and Kukoko have only one headquarters, which is located on the Politoma River at the junction of Washington and Virginia.
CIA is not like the FBI, setting the main training base in Kukiko, after all, most of their agents are not visible.
And compared to the FBI, their cooperation with the military is closer, so CIA agents are generally scattered in various military bases to be trained.
As the headquarters of the CIA, Lamili's security is very high, but it is not as exaggerated as displayed in the Hollywood blockbuster. After all, there are thousands of ordinary cultural staff to work here every day.
Of course, this refers to the ordinary office area of the entire building. As for the secret file room prepared to enter the big bald head, it is another thing.
"This William Copper, I know his instructor, Koderski, I trained him back then."
Noticing that the car had entered the underground parking lot of the building, Frank put away the archives brought by Jack into the briefcase, put on a hat and put on the whole general uniform.
"Maybe William Kubra to our side?" Jack asked trial, he was also wearing a military uniform, hanging a major rank, and serving as the deputy of the general.
Ivan, the old Maozi, or the FSB behind him is quite magical, not only has two false identities, but also provides a full set of traffic permits. Essence
Frank waited for Jack to stop the car, until he trotted to the other side of the Lincoln car to open the door respectfully, and then got up and got out of the car. "Then wait for me to find a chance to talk to him." >
Through the security check, Jack, who was holding a briefcase, followed Frank, who was familiar with the way, and went into a elevator with a very inconspicuous position.
Wearing contact lenses smoothly, entering the password, and passing through the pupil membrane verification, Frank's thumb is always pressed on the P3 key to the third floor to the ground floor.
The LCD screen with the number of layers jumps all the way, from P1 to P3, and then jump to B1, B2
The elevator continued to run for more than one minute to show B5. After the elevator door was opened, a short passage was revealed.
At the end of the channel is a seemingly solid security door. There is neither monitoring the camera nor the very cool security equipment. There is only a simple password lock on the door.
"I think the security measures of the secret archives will be very tight." Jack whispered.
Frank took off the hat and exposed his big bald head and scratched it on it. "He has been forgotten here. Now the entire CIA knows that there are no more than 20 people here."
"So the password here has never been changed?" Jack said curiously.
"Of course not, the password is changed every six hours, and it can't be cracked." The voice kicked on the wall next to the door lock without Frank.
The seemingly sturdy wall is actually a hollow gypsum board. Under the foot, a large hole was broken. The big bald head reached in and explored. With a click, the solid safety door was automatically bounced.
Behind the door is a small room separated from the iron fence of the baby's arm. There is a white old man who looks older than Joe Mason in the middle of the room.
When he heard the door open, the old man with white hair frowned and looked up at the people. After noticing Frank, who was still shining and reflective under the dim light, his expression instantly turned into surprise.
The old man tremblingly got up and bypassed the desk, grasping the right hand of Frank's extended, "Mr. Moses, really a long time." "Henry, I need to look at the file of Guatemara's operation." Frank said with a smile.
"Guatemala?" The white -haired old man froze for a moment, as if he was thinking in his mind. After a while, he smiled again, "Ah, I think I can help you."
Is it so simple? Jack said that he opened his eyes, and it was the most difficult to guard against a thousand defense.
The memory of the old archives administrator of Renrui is still amazing. After opening the archives behind him, it didn't take long for the information to find Frank from a cabinet.
"Since your retirement, this has been completely changed here." He passed on to Frank while passing the thick information bag. "Take it away directly. It is not safe to stay here for a long time."
"Are you sure you do this and will not be troubled by some people?" Frank checked it briefly, and after confirming it, he carefully looked at Lao Henry.
Lao Henry spread his hand and smiled at himself, and his longevity eyebrows trembled. "Why? Do they expect me to block the famous Frank Moses? Or drove me out of Lamili and see it. After so many secrets "
The two laughed at the same time, and the old Henry seemed to have thought of something, "Oh, yes, I have something to tell you."
He watched Frank put the archives into the briefcase handed by Jack and continued, "Yesterday, a raw face found me to see your file, the name is called William Copper."
"6 feet 1 inch (185 cm), the hairstyle is a bit stupid?" Frank reached out again into the official bag, took out the file he saw on the road when he came, and showed the photos above the old man.
"Ah, yes, it's him. The handsome young man doesn't look worse than the one behind you."
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Lao Henry squeezed his eyes towards Jack, who was his chin, and laughed with Frank again, then he reminded, "But I think you'd better not underestimate him. I saw the shadow of some people from him. "
Frank also looked at Jack along his eyes, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. He reached out and patted the old man's shoulder. "Thank you, Henry, take care of yourself."
"You too, Mr. Moses." Lao Henry smiled and held his hand again.
After the resignation of Frank and Lao Hengli, he turned and handed the official document to Jack, whispered, "The plan is changed."
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"I hope you can persuade William Copper to join us, not let you find him."
Although he planned a spare retreat in advance, Jack still did not want Frank to run to William Copper's office like the original plot to take him a meal.
Well, although this kind of thing is very cool, after all, the guy did not distinguish himself before, but it was too troublesome to have a branches or something outside.
"When did I say that I would be troubled by me?" Frank walked into the elevator, re -verified the pupil film, and pressed the elevator to the sixth floor.
"Ah? What do you mean?" Jack could not help but hold.
(End of this chapter)