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Chapter 55 - 55

It's late at night.

The lights were on in the Quantico military base, not only here, but even in the white buildings where the lights should have been turned off, such as the FBI headquarters or Langley, no one was probably asleep.

Have you gone to bed?

Oh.

I guess I'm no longer sleepy at this moment.

Arlington, the place where countless soldiers died on the battlefield, has such big news tonight, including killers, federal agents, and military personnel.

Are you still sleeping?

The owner of the white building is so angry that he needs to eat high blood pressure. To put it bluntly, what happened in Arlington may very well happen in the white building.

There is no small matter under the feet of the emperor.

This is especially true in Washington, D.C.

This time, Lake, with his left arm hanging and several scratches on his face, had just gotten out of the car when Betty, who was running from a distance, pushed him against the wall again.

Lake screamed.

Betty was so scared that she quickly stepped back and looked carefully at Lake, who was lying on the hood of the car with his back leaning back. She covered her mouth and said, "Oh my God, are you okay?"

I was just pretending, but now something real has happened.

Lake grinned, twisted his waist with a snapping sound, then sighed and said to Betty, "You really need to lose weight."

Betty: "…"

Karen, who was not far away, walked over and looked at Lake.

Lake smiled at Karen.

Next second.

Karen hugged Lake and said, "Thank you, my son."

Lake said, "This is what I should do."

Lake promised to keep Karen safe for the rest of her life, and he would never go back on his word.

After a while.

General Ross, who had directed his soldiers to take the federal agents back to the holding cell, came over and said, "Mr. President, the Secretary of Defense, the Attorney General, and the Secretary of State are on their way."

It's such a big matter that we can't wait until tomorrow to deal with it.

Lake looked at Ross and shrugged: "Our plan was successful."

Ross nodded. "If my soldiers had been ten minutes late, it would have been different."

Lake shrugged: "I believe you."

This was the plan Lake and Ross had devised.

Lure the snake out of its hole.

Or rather.

When the killers had not yet demolished the house, Ross sent out his own troops, which would easily give others an excuse to attack. But when the killers had already begun to demolish the house blatantly, no one would say anything if Ross appeared at this time.

This is procedural justice.

and.

Ross and Karen's departure not only attracted the killer, but also attracted the FBI. After all, Anna had said that there were FBI members among those chasing her.

If the normal hearing process is followed, the decision cannot be made directly. As soon as Anna appears in court, according to the procedure, Anna will be imprisoned under the protection of the FBI.

So even if Anna appeared in court to testify, she might still be silenced. It's just a matter of the degree of influence before and after the court appearance.

The Arlington County Police Department's arrival was not late, but just in time.

After the federal agents entered Arlington County, the standby police officers appeared. The purpose was that if the federal agents had arrived at the scene at that time, they would definitely not waste time talking and would directly shoot at the grove. But it was different with the police officers there. At least the FBI did not dare to kill the witnesses blatantly.

This was all part of Lake and Ross's plan.

So far, the effect seems to be very good.

Anna is alive.

There were also three survivors of the killer with broken jaws and limbs, and even a group of federal agents who arrived at the right time.

Lake yawned and said, "There's nothing for me to do here. I'm going to sleep."

I came back from New York to rest for a few days, but why do I feel like I'm busy from the moment I open my eyes until the lights go out today?

never mind.

I'd better go back to my New York to recuperate.

After being brought to the room by a soldier, Lake was too lazy to even take a shower and just fell asleep on the bed.

The aftereffects of adrenaline stimulation and the pain shared by countless clones were directly blocked at this moment by the powerful sleep system.

But Lake was able to fall asleep, but no one in Quantico base probably would be able to sleep tonight.

the next day.

After taking a shower, Lake appeared in Ross's office refreshed.

Lake felt refreshed, but General Ross, who was sitting opposite him, yawned several times in a short period of time. After all, Ross was not twenty-three years old anymore.

Lake, still with his left arm in a sling, sipped his first bourbon of the morning: "Whose are those federal agents?"

Ross sipped his coffee and snorted coldly: "Deputy Director, Mr. President has ordered the arrest of Sao's people."

Lake nodded.

Last night was such a big event. Unless the president no longer needs the military to expand territory for him, he will never go through the procedures again.

Moreover, the witnesses and evidence are all there, and it's not too late to arrest him first and then release him.

but...

Ross shook his head and said, "Carmen Ian committed suicide at home."

Lake raised an eyebrow.

suicide?

This is probably not a classic case of suicide.

This is an old story. After all, sometimes sacrificing one person is much more valuable than sacrificing a team of people.

All the people who were reported by real name are dead. What can be found out during the investigation?

If this term's Director Langley had not been nominated by the President himself, if he had not been his man, and if such a big thing had not happened, the President would have fired this director who couldn't even manage his own little business long ago.

How can he be expected to become the spy of the white building if he doesn't even know what his own men have done?

I heard that when Chief Langley left Quantico, his face was as black as ink.

Ross said, "Langley investigated those killers overnight, and they weren't their people. Furthermore, their identification information isn't listed in any database."

Lake sneered and said, "If they are not their people, they were trained in various assassin schools overseas."

If you tell the media about this, they won't believe it.

Given the characteristics of people like Langley, it is entirely possible for them to cooperate with a warlord in a turbulent country. Not to mention opening a killer school, it would be normal for them to even ask the warlord to help them grow over-the-counter anesthetics.

Wasn't it revealed in the 1980s that a Langley agent based near Mexico was the number one drug lord in the United States at the time?

But none of this has anything to do with Lake.

Lake finished the wine in his glass, stood up and said, "There's nothing for me to do here anymore. I'm going back to New York first."

Ross said, "Aren't you going to stay at home for a few days?"

Lake grinned, "The house is in ruins. Besides, have you and Karen had any time to rest these days?"

The case was handled by the President, the suspects were arrested, and the rest, just the procedures, were enough to keep Karen and Ross busy for at least a month.

Why stay here?

Lake turned and walked towards the office door, waving his hand without looking back: "Let's go."

When the work is done, I will leave.

Hide your body and name.

I really am cut out to be a killer.

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