?"Armband...did you read it correctly?" Lin Chi's expression on his face was full of surprise.

"I'm pretty sure." Jen nodded vigorously: "It's that armband."

"Are there any other characteristics?" Lin Chi continued to ask.

"They are debugging the automatic rifle." Jen said the information she had just found: "There are two people wearing masks, which seem to...a bit like robbers?"

"That's it." Lin Chi looked at several apartments on the street thoughtfully.

——So what was hiding in that suspicious apartment was actually the CIA person? If that was the case, things seemed to be starting to get complicated again.

However, why do CIA agents act like robbers? Logically speaking, these agents who perform secret reconnaissance will not carry any weapons such as automatic rifles that will expose their identities. Silencer pistols, sabers, poisons and necklaces, which can secretly solve the enemy's equipment, are common weapons for secret operations.

"Do you want to continue tracking?" The boy stared at the garbage truck turning at the intersection, raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face: "They are going to run away."

"No need, the people from the Lion Gang are still staring at us." Lin Chi looked at the few people in green who were eyeing each other across the street: "Retreat, keep staying here and you will be exposed."

Since the griffin's nest is not the suspicious house, it is meaningless to investigate here. Although it is possible to track the weird garbage truck, Lin Chi has now thought of other possibilities.

"Maybe we will have a group of powerful allies." When we opened the off-road vehicle door, a mysterious smile appeared on Lin Chi's face.

After driving out of Beicheng District and returning to his safe house, Lin Chi just parked his car in the garage and the on-board radio rang:

"Hey, I'm a jackal..." A vicissitudes of voice came from the radio: "Do you have time? I want to continue to study the matter of 'No. 21'."

"Why didn't you say it just now? I'm about to go to bed." Lin Chi joked casually.

"I contacted you ten minutes ago, no one answered." As if I had recovered my usual vitality, the jackal's way of speaking began to become rough again: "Come to my hideout, I'll send you the address."

After receiving the address, Lin Chi returned to the house to sort out his clothes and hairstyle, and returned to his "handsome and elegant" state when he first entered the game. He called Mason, who was still in the house, and arrived at the hiding place of the jackal together.

Before entering the broken house of Jackals, Mason whispered: "Commander, do you think that robber is trustworthy? I don't believe him."

"No matter whether he is hiding something or not, his anger is indeed real." Recalling the angry appearance of the "Jackal" when he was with him last night, Lin Chi nodded: "Anyway, we are just using him, so just leave it to me next."

"I get it." Mason stared at the ragged wooden door in the hiding place.

The three of them entered the living room of their hiding place and saw that the jackal was already waiting inside. The bald man didn't talk nonsense, and directly omitted the useless politeness. He immediately got to the point, took out a map and spread it on the wooden table, and said, "About No. 21..."

"Stop talking, I have got new information here." Lin Chi interrupted the Jackal and said the information he had just obtained: "We met people from the CIA."

"ah?"

As soon as these words were said, not only the jackal made a surprise sound, but even Mason was stunned.

"You discovered CIA agents? How did you do it?" Jackal widened his eyes: "Don't those sluts hide very deeply?"

"We have special means, you know." Lin Chi patted Zhen on the shoulder, skipped the topic, and directly said the key point: "The CIA people are also monitoring transactions related to No. 21, but their actions seem to be something wrong...Mason, do you say you know the CIA people?"

"I have performed a mission with them and learned about some of the situation." Mason answered immediately.

There was a tiny dust floating in the air where I was hiding, and the room was a little stuffy. Facing the jackal who was still in doubt and the two followers standing next to me, Lin Chi took a deep breath and expressed his questions:

"I want to know, will the CIA agents go to deal drugs?"

“…”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was silent. After five seconds, the jackal suddenly squatted down with his stomach, and a burst of laughter broke out from his mouth:

"Are you kidding me? You actually said that the CIA agents will do this hahahahaha!"

Ignoring the bald man who was still laughing wildly, Lin Chi turned his inquiring eyes to Mason. The sog soldier cleared his throat first, and then... nodded.

"CIA agents might do that," Mason said.

Hearing this, the jackal finally suppressed his smile, covered his face with bloody wounds because his expression was too large, and he cursed: "You guys are playing tricks on me together, right? April Fool's Day is over long ago!"

"I mean it." Mason did not blink, and looked at the jackal: "In recent years, the United States has been reducing military expenditures, and the intelligence department's funds have also been reduced a lot. The CIA is one of the most severely affected units. The activities that have been conducting overseas have been affected a lot, and both the scale and intensity of the activities have been weakened a lot..."

"Simply put, the CIA agents are out of money." Lin Chi summarized.

"Yes." Mason nodded: "In order to continue the intelligence activities, the CIA has now allowed overseas operation teams to raise funds through any means, even illegal means, as long as they are not arrested. As far as I know, some agents have begun to resell arms."

"Wait a minute, this is not much the same." Even with a sounding reasonable reply, Jackal still didn't believe it: "I can understand selling arms. Is drug trafficking too much? The CIA is a national intelligence agency at least, how could it allow its subordinates to do such things? Has the United States fallen to such a point?"

"Sorry." Mason lowered his head.

As a soldier of the United States' special forces, Mason is unwilling to admit that this kind of dirty thing exists, but the CIA is indeed like this now. He alone cannot change the facts.

"So what you mean is that the CIA agents are planning to rob the goods from No. 21 and sell them yourself?" The jackal who almost laughed out loud just now finally realized it.

"This is very likely. We observed that CIA agents were preparing weapons and wearing masks." Lin Chi nodded: "They were lurking on the road where the truck on No. 21 passed, and they might be planning."

"Then what are you going to do, man?" Jackal frowned and looked at him.

Under the bald man's gaze, Lin Chi expressed his opinion in a deep voice:

"I think we can work with the CIA, get what we need, and work together to get rid of this 'No. 21'."
Chapter completed!