Assistant Director Edwin, we are doing everything we can to get him to talk."
"Not fast enough."
"What?"
Lake put the information aside and looked at Agent Noel on the big screen: "How long have we been investigating this clue? Two years?"
"About a year and a half."
"Thanks."
Lake politely thanked Director Carmen, who was standing beside him, and then said, "A year and a half ago, we received intelligence that someone was planning a terrorist attack against the Federation. We were wondering how long it would take for a black ship smuggled from Afghanistan to arrive. Can we assume that the terrorists have already arrived in the Federation? Therefore, we need to get this person as soon as possible."
God knows what method the extremists from the Kingdom of God want to use to blow up the Federation. A smaller bomb, something lighter, maybe even a fat doll.
Agent Noel on the big screen had a serious expression on his face: "Deputy Director Edwin, I know the seriousness of this matter just like you do. We are doing everything we can to get him to speak."
"Thanks."
Lake made a gesture to the homeland agent who was controlling the device, and the big screen turned off instantly.
Director Carmen frowned and looked at Lake: "Is there something wrong?"
Lake said, "This Agent Kelly Noel is not a qualified agent."
"What?"
"Have you seen her information?"
"certainly."
Lake nodded and said, "I've just seen it. Admittedly, her business and intelligence analysis skills are very strong, but there is one thing about her that worries me."
Carmen said nothing.
Lake handed Carmen the information he had just put aside. "When she was in college, she joined the Animal Protection Association and even participated in the Wildlife Rescue Association's activities six months ago."
Carmen was puzzled: "So."
Lake chuckled. "Kelly Noel, 35 years old, unmarried, childless, without a family, and passionate about caring for animals. She might be a qualified intelligence analyst, but she's definitely not a qualified interrogator. She's unscrupulous and shows unwarranted compassion and love. I doubt she can pry Hassan Raham open. I suggest we get someone else to do the interrogation."
Carmen didn't nod or refuse immediately, but just asked: "Who are you going to let go?"
Lake thought for a moment: "Mandy!"
Rather than Kelly Noel, who believes that vegetarianism can benefit the whole world and whom he is completely unfamiliar with, Lake is more willing to trust Mandy, who is also a Langley intelligence analyst.
Mandy also has love, but her love is for her own people. People are the focus. As for enemies or small animals, Mandy is keen on hunting.
Carmen frowned. "To suddenly have another intelligence officer come over at this time seems a bit..."
Suspected of stealing the credit.
This case has been followed by Langley's female agent Noel. It would be a bit unsightly to rashly replace her with another intelligence officer.
Lake smiled and said, "Noel is an intelligence officer. I just suggested that we replace him with another interrogator."
Director Carmen pondered for a moment and nodded.
Lake directly contacted the Quantico base. Coincidentally, Mandy and SEAL Team B were stationed in Afghanistan, so Lake directly recruited Mandy as an interrogator from Langley in the name of the Department of Homeland Security.
After receiving Lake's message, Mandy immediately nodded in agreement. It just so happened that Mandy and SEAL Team B did not have any arrest missions to carry out during this period. Moreover, the place where Hassan Raham was imprisoned was also in the military base. However, the task of arresting Hassan was completed by SEAL Team D which was also stationed there.
In the interrogation room.
When Mandy pushed open the door, Agent Kelly Noel was saying something to Hassan Raham, who had remained silent, something like "leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist."
Noel frowned as he watched Mandy walk in.
Go out.
Noel looked at the fax from Homeland Security in his hand and frowned at Mandy: "This is my case."
Mandy said, "I know, this case is still yours. I'm just here to temporarily act as an interrogator."
"I don't need it."
"Feel sorry."
Mandy said calmly, "Homeland Security obviously doesn't think so."
As Langley intelligence analysts, Mandy and Noel are colleagues but also competitors. Unlike the so-called field agents, they are able to work their way up to the top of the Langley pyramid step by step.
Noel laughed and looked at Mandy bluntly: "I know your relationship with that Director Lake Edwin."
Mandy shrugged. "I wasn't going to hide it."
"This is my case."
"I didn't intend to rob. I was only responsible for the interrogation."
"…"
Noel looked at Mandy expressionlessly, was silent for a while, snorted coldly, crumpled the fax from the Department of Homeland Security in his hand, and walked straight past Mandy.
She is going to complain.
Mandy didn't care. She pushed open the door and looked at Hassan sitting inside. After closing the door, she prepared to conduct her own interrogation.
Unlike Agent Noel's so-called method of persuading people with reason, appealing to their emotions, and treating those who confess with leniency and those who resist with severity, Mandy started using her big moves right away.
Mandy took out several photos and placed them on the table.
Hassan Raham's three wives and seven children of varying ages.
Obviously.
Hassan Raham's expression, which was originally as dead as water, changed after seeing the family photo that was thrown out. At least, Hassan's unfocused eyes began to focus.
Mandy leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and looked at Hassan Raham. As she spoke, she pointed at the secretly taken photos on the table and said, "You already know what we want to know. Tell me, or I'll ask them!"
Hassan Raham: "..."
Three days later.
Lake reappeared in the operations center.
The big screen lights up.
Lake greeted Mandy who appeared on the big screen: "Good morning, Mandy."
Mandy said, "It's not morning here."
Lake smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries: "How is it? Did you find out anything?"
"He knew what we wanted, but he also made a few requests," Mandy said.
"The Federation never does business with these people."
"…"
This loophole must not be opened. Once opened, there will be endless troubles. What if someone follows suit in the future? Is it really the rhythm of laying down the butcher knife and becoming a free man immediately?
Mandy said: "I knew, so I just threw him out. He has been caught by local officials and charged with terrorist activities."
Lake's lips curved upwards: "Okay, how do you need us to cooperate?"
Mandy shrugged and said, "Local officials plan to execute him in five days. I need an extension."
Lake touched his chin and said, "I'll find a way."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
After Lake waved his hand to signal the communication to go offline, he thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and called Minister Kelly to interfere with the local execution decision. Although he was also a puppet, this kind of thing still required Minister Kelly to step in.
Five days later.
In a local prison that was not even a thatched hut.
"Bang!"
Mandy slammed the death penalty extension permit against the iron bars and said to Hassan Raham, who was determined to keep his head down, "I can't save you, but I can save your youngest son. Tell me everything you know."
Hassan Raham thought the Federation would negotiate with him, but he made a huge offer. Unfortunately, Mandy didn't buy it and threw his entire family out of the base. Then they were taken away by people sent by local officials. During these days, the so-called "Freedom and Glory" organization had no intention of rescuing him and only wanted to silence him. Yesterday, a bomb was thrown into the prison, which wiped out the entire family next to him and only left one little son.
Terrorists, inhumane.
Hassan Raham no longer insisted on his own conditions and told Mandy everything he knew. After he finished speaking, he looked at Mandy who turned and left and shouted, "Remember your promise."
Mandy left without looking back.
take care of?
Take care of a poor person.
Regardless of whether Mandy has the authority to do so, even if she could, helping the offspring of a terrorist to be sent to the Federation to live in heaven, haha, as I said before, others will follow her example.
soon.
Mandy reconnected to Lake's side.
Lake raised an eyebrow as he looked at Mandy's expression when she came back online.
Mandy said directly, "About half a month ago, this Hassan Raham secretly smuggled a batch of bomb materials into the Federation."
Lake raised an eyebrow: "Where?"
"The Port of Los Angeles."
"…"
Mandy looked at the expression on Lake's face and didn't have any intention of playing tricks. "Hassan Raham smuggled in enough materials to make three bombs."
Paused.
Mandy said directly: "Nuclear fission material."
Lake: "…"
It's getting big.
Lake frowned and said, "Three nuclear bombs?"
Mandy nodded. "Hassan no longer has a chance to lie."
Lake wiped his face.
When several homeland agents at the operations center heard the news, they couldn't help but look at each other.
Lake laughed uncontrollably, a little incredulous: "Wait, do you really think a nuclear bomb can be made just like that?"
If a nuclear bomb could be easily made with the raw materials, then it goes without saying that every homeland security incident in the federal government would fall into this category.
This is a nuclear bomb.
Not homemade explosives.
Do you really think this is a mutated Earth, so all these terrorists living in the Marvel Universe can rub nuclear bombs with their hands?
What a joke.
Mandy said: "Hassan said that it is not their people who will launch the attack in the Federation, but our people."
Lake raised an eyebrow: "Our people?"
Mandy nodded seriously and solemnly.
Lake was silent.
this...
This is a big question. Can I consider immigrating to Europe?
…