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Chapter 17 The FBI suffers a setback!

The FBI agents standing outside the door heard the sound of banging on the table and turned their heads to look at Gordon Fury's office.

In the office, Alexander Mahone narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of anger. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to lower his heart rate.

Gordon could naturally see the anger in the heart of the senior FBI agent in front of him, but so what?
The two parties belong to different departments.

So what even if the FBI is a federal agency?

The FBI is not Gordon's superior unit.

Gordon took a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it, and said calmly: "Mr. Mahone, don't be so angry. You can't take Roy away before the matter is investigated clearly."

Ma Hong's eyes narrowed into slits.

call--

A puff of thick smoke came out of Gordon's mouth.

"Do you have a warrant for your arrest?"

Ma Hong's face was extremely gloomy and he did not answer.

Of course there was no arrest warrant. Only more than two hours had passed since the incident, and it was almost midnight. How could Ma Hong have an arrest warrant?

The reason why he knew about this so quickly was because he sent an agent to secretly protect the undercover agent and saw what happened in the alley.

At first, the FBI agent responsible for secret protection did not think that anything would happen to the undercover agent. He also did not know that the motorcycle gang attacked a policeman, so he kept watching in the car in the distance. When he found something wrong, it was too late. He could only report what he saw at the scene to his superior Alexander Mahone.

After Senior Agent Ma Hong learned about this, he first went to the hospital, and then rushed into the Brooklyn police station with a dozen agents, which led to the current scene.

Seeing Ma Hong silent.

Gordon smokes a cigarette:
"Since there is no arrest warrant, even if your superior, Chief Klein, comes in person, I will not hand my men over to you."

"I can fill the arrest warrant later."

"Bring it here first."

"Director Gordon, I advise you not to offend the FBI."

"Scare me? Ouch, my heart hurts."

Gordon covered his heart with his hand and a painful expression on his face.

Mad.

Ma Hong was almost pissed off by the director in front of him.

His face was red and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

Maguire Ryan, the undercover agent, was recruited and trained by Mahone himself. The relationship between the two is comparable to that between Jonathan and Roy.

Now, the life and death of undercover agent Ryan is uncertain, and Ma Hong has long been blinded by anger. It stands to reason that even an FBI agent who is one level higher than him cannot speak to the director of a branch in this way.

However, Mahone has always been arbitrary and self-willed, and has an extremely hot temper. If he had not contradicted and insulted the previous director of the FBI in New York, he would not have been a senior agent after joining the FBI for 20 years.

With his abilities and efficiency in handling cases in the past, if it weren't for his bad temper, he could at least be a deputy director now.

boom--

Ma Hong slammed the table hard again.

The loud noise caught the attention of Roy and Jonathan, and they looked in the direction of Director Gordon's office.

Ma Hong angrily opened the office door and slammed it shut.

"Sir, what's going on?" asked an ordinary FBI agent.

Ma Hong didn't say anything, but someone was thinking about something in his head.

Seeing that their superior remained silent, the agents realized that they had hit a wall. Commissioner Gordon did not give Mahone face.

Ma Hong came to the office lobby with a gloomy face.

He glanced around with angry eyes and asked loudly:

“Who is Roy von Weizsäcker???”

When they heard someone ask who Roy was, everyone in the office hall looked in the direction where the voice came from.

A group of people wearing black suits, ties, and FBI ID cards were standing at the other end of the office hall. Obviously, the voice came from the middle-aged man standing in the front.

Roy, in uniform, slowly stood up.

Jonathan stood up as well.

Roy said to Mahone, "I am."

Swah——

The eyes of all FBI agents were instantly focused on Roy. Ma Hong took a deep breath, sneered, and walked towards Roy.

Coming in front of Roy, he looked him up and down.

According to the report from his men, the young man in front of him had just defeated fifteen people, but there seemed to be no signs of injury on his body. Ma Hong frowned slightly.

"You are Roy."

"Yes, is something wrong?"

"You stabbed my man, Maguire Ryan, who was my undercover agent in the Biker Gang."

"is it?"

Roy recalled.

As far as I can remember, there was indeed a motorcycle gang member who tried to say that he was one of their own when he was stabbed with a knife, but by then the stabbing was already complete, right?
That’s right, the man said it was too late.

Continue to recall.

Scenes of the life-and-death struggle flashed quickly through Roy's mind. He was very sure that the undercover agent mentioned by the FBI chief had indeed attacked him. If he had not reacted quickly and dodged in time, the undercover agent would have chopped him with the machete.

Moreover, the undercover agent swung the knife at his own neck, which was aimed at his own life.

Even if he knew in advance that this was an undercover agent, Roy would never let him go. If he had the murderous intention, he would surely die.

End of memories.

Roy didn't even feel any guilt.

[Try to recall: Memory +1]

"Ah! Did I accidentally hurt your undercover agent?" Roy showed a surprised expression on his face, "Is Agent Ryan okay now?"

"Oh my, I'm so sorry. How could this happen? I really didn't know that man was your undercover agent. If I knew, we were one of our own, would I have done anything to him?"

Ma Hong: “…”

"Ryan didn't reveal his identity to you at the time?"

"No, the scene was extremely chaotic. More than a dozen motorcycle gang members surrounded me, and no one revealed their identities to me. Besides, Agent Ryan certainly didn't know that I was a policeman. If he knew, he would definitely try to save me, right? Chief Mahone?"

Roy acted very innocent.

Ma Hong took a deep breath.

He stared at Roy's eyes, and with his many years of experience in handling cases, he tried to find evidence in Roy's eyes that he was lying.

[Observed by a senior FBI agent: Psychological quality +1]

After a long while, Ma Hong asked:
"Roy, have we met somewhere before?"

"is it?"

Roy also stared at Mahone's face.

This white agent in his forties has an ordinary face, with wrinkles around the corners of his eyes and deep nasolabial folds. It seems that he stayed up late a lot when he was young.

He began to recall again.

At this moment, Jonathan beside him said:
"We met at 199 Lant Avenue. It was the villa where the body of the Russian woman was found."

By Jonathan's reminder.

Roy remembered.

That's right.

On the evening of May 5, after dealing with the body of the Russian woman, it was this senior FBI agent who led the team to take over the case.

They also issued a circular.

It was said that Rashid Garrett did it and a nationwide wanted notice was issued.

It seems that there is also a reward of $30.

Roy almost laughed out loud.

Ma Hong narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yes, I remember it too, we did meet at 199 Lant Avenue."

Roy smiled: "I also remember that you were the one leading the team at that time."

at this time.

Ma Hong's cell phone rang.

He stared at Roy intently, put the phone to his ear and pressed the answer button.

"it's me."

"what?"

"Ryan is dead?"

"What's going on? Didn't you say there was hope?"

"All five cuts were on the internal organs?"

"Okay, I know."

Ma Hong hung up the phone with an extremely ugly expression.

The look he gave Roy became even more resentful.

"What's going on, sir?"

"You killed Maguire Ryan." "He's dead?"

Roy opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief.

"Tell me, did he reveal his identity to you?"

Roy shook his head: "No."

"Okay, you don't want to admit it, right? We at the FBI have a way. Now, come with us. Come to my place. I have a way to make you tell the truth."

"Do you have a warrant for your arrest?"

Angry Mahone took another deep breath.

Roy: "Are you kidding me, sir?"

"You're not cooperating, are you? Come, take him away!"

"Yes, sir!"

The FBI agents behind Mahone stepped forward one after another.

Seeing this, Jonathan immediately stopped Roy:

"You want to arrest people without a warrant? What do you FBI think federal law is? Let me see how you take Roy away from here today."

Ma Hong looked at Jonathan's epaulettes and sneered:
"A common patrolman dares to stop the FBI from investigating a case?"

"Stop! Let's see who dares!!"

Gordon's voice reached everyone's ears.

Everyone looked back and saw Commissioner Gordon in uniform walking towards them.

"Commissioner Gordon, I will send someone to deliver an arrest warrant to you tomorrow morning. I hope you will not stop me. You should think more about your future."

When saying this, Ma Hong's face had become extremely gloomy, and his words were full of threats and intimidation.

"If I let you take my people away from this Brooklyn police station, will I still be the director?"

Gordon came up to Mahone.

"Gordon!!!"

Gordon spread his hands.

"What if I take him away by force today?"

"You can try. If you can take Roy away today, I will write my name Gordon backwards. From now on, I will be called Fury Gordon."

"What are you still standing there for? Bring someone with you!"

Ma Hong didn't believe it and let out an angry roar.

The FBI agent stepped forward and was about to do something when he discovered that something was wrong in the office lobby.

Richard, who was in uniform, stood up from his seat first and placed his right hand gently on the holster.

then.

Dozens of police officers in the office lobby, including civilian staff, all stood up and faced the FBI agents.

All the police officers at the scene had expressionless faces and sharp eyes. They had their hands on their waists, with their hands less than five centimeters away from the holsters on their tactical belts.

"This……"

A dozen agents stopped where they were, stunned.

"Are you going to attack federal agents?" Mahone demanded.

Gordon snorted coldly and said nothing.

However, a scene that shocked everyone present even more occurred.

Night Gang boss Rafar slowly stood up.

The rest of the Night Gang members, about thirty or forty in total, stood up and looked at the FBI agents ferociously.

All of these gang members have tattoos. They are strong and sturdy, with broad backs and various scars on their faces. More than half of them are bald, and many have tattoos all over their faces. Anyone can see that they are definitely gang members.

The gang members' sharp eyes were all focused on this group of FBI agents.

FBI agent: “???”

Ma Hong: “…”

For a while.

Not only did the police officers at the scene look at the FBI group.

Even the gang members who were taking statements had bad intentions.

"Okay, your Brooklyn precinct has become a gang gathering place?"

When Gordon saw all the gang members stand up, he was indeed confused for a moment, but it was only a moment. He immediately remembered that he had asked Roy to collect the black money from the gang members, so this was not surprising.

On the other hand, Richard and Jonathan felt mixed emotions.

But now is not the time to think about this.

Since our positions are the same now, it doesn't matter.

Ma Hong's breathing became heavier.

Seeing that Roy could not be taken away.

Ma Hong instantly became furious and threw his phone against the wall.

In an instant, the phone broke into pieces.

Seeing that the commander was completely angry.

The ordinary FBI agents also felt a pang in their hearts.

"Okay, Roy, I didn't expect that. You don't look clean?"

Ma Hong laughed instead of being angry, as if he had guessed something.

Roy said nothing.

"please."

Jonathan gestured "please".

"You are not welcome in the Brooklyn police station," Richard said.

"Good boy, tomorrow, I will come to you with an arrest warrant."

Roy nodded: "OK, I'll wait."

"let's go!"

After the angry shout, Ma Hong walked out in a hurry.

Two FBI agents immediately picked up the phone debris on the ground and quickly followed.

The other agents all followed Mahone and left the scene.

"Continue taking the statement!" Gordon first glanced at the office hall, then turned back to Roy and said, "Don't worry, I will report this to the director, and I will not let the FBI arrest you."

Roy nodded: "Thank you, Chief!"

Gordon patted Roy on the shoulder and returned to the office. He didn't walk far before he turned back and said, "Roy, don't leave the police station tonight. Just rest here and be careful of those people outside."

"Okay, Director."

"I'll keep you company tonight!" said Jonathan.

After saying that, Jonathan took out his cell phone and called home:

"Susan, I'm not going home tonight."

"Well, something happened to Roy."

"Don't worry, it's not serious. That guy is very good at fighting now. He is much stronger than me."

"Don't worry, dear. He's fine."

"Well, I will take good care of him."

"I know he's only 23, so stop wasting time."

"Uh-huh, is Lina asleep?"

"Okay, that's it."

Jonathan hung up the phone.

Lina is Jonathan's daughter.

Roy looked at Jonathan: "I'm fine, you can go back, Lina won't sleep well without you around."

Jonathan: "Okay, I've made all the arrangements. Once the director settles this matter, I'll help you move during the day tomorrow."

After a moment of contemplation, Roy said, "I've thought about it. Since the motorcycle gangs are still around, I don't want to let them go."

Hearing this, Jonathan was stunned: "You want to destroy the motorcycle gang?"

"Yes, there is an old saying in Dongda University, I won't offend others unless they offend me, but if they offend me, I will definitely offend them. They are dead."

Jonathan: "..."

late at night.

Inside the director's office.

Gordon picked up the encrypted phone and dialed a number.

"I'm Gordon, this is about Roy..."

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