The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 422 Metropolis Suspicion ([-])
"Mayor White was shot, shot in the head and thrown from the patio."

In the banquet hall, everyone was led by the agents to the wall and stood in a row. Only Benjamin stood in the center of the hall and announced the cause of Mayor White's death in that somewhat indifferent tone.

He said a lot of things that were obvious to everyone, so there was some impatience on everyone's faces, but a worse news was still waiting for them.

"I just received an order from my superiors. In order to prevent the recurrence of large-scale spy assassinations like last time, it is necessary for me to ensure the safety of all important people on the east coast."

"From now on, everyone is not allowed to leave the mayor's mansion. Later, agents will arrange for you to enter different guest rooms to rest..."

The crowd was in an uproar, but just when they wanted to reprimand Benjamin for his audacity, his next words poured on everyone like a basin of cold water.

"I think everyone should have heard the recent controversy over Philby's remains from the radio. You may think that those commentators are talking nonsense when they say that there is a bigger conspiracy behind it, but I can tell you that it is not in this way."

"Kim Philby, a Soviet spy lurking in the British MI[-] and holding a high position, left an important list of Soviet spies lurking in European and American intelligence networks before his death. We call it 'Philby list'."

"According to a reliable informant, Philby handed over this list to a mysterious agent who had been in contact with him one-way. After years of investigation, it was discovered that all the clues pointed to the east coast of the United States."

The boiling discussion on the field gradually quieted down. Everyone knew that in this period, once this issue was involved, anyone could be a target, no matter how much wealth, status and fame he possessed.

Benjamin's eyes swept across the field. His gaze was extremely oppressive. No one wanted to look at him. He continued:
"In recent years, the spies and murders that have occurred frequently in major cities on the east coast are not accidental. The federal authorities have discovered that there is indeed a mysterious spy intelligence network here, and the person who organized and built this intelligence network is likely to be the To the mysterious agent on Philby's list."

"Here, I must regret to inform everyone..." Benjamin's voice became colder and lower, and his tone became lower and lower, as if he was reading a death notice. He said: "According to our many years of investigation, That mysterious agent is likely to be in a high position, that is to say, he is likely to be one of you."

"Sorry, everyone, but what I want to say is that you are all suspected, so you must stay and cooperate with the investigation."

"So, are you going to lock us up and interrogate us?" Bruce crossed his arms and said coldly, "Do you know that I have two parties to go to tomorrow night, and I have to go to the football game the day after tomorrow... ..."

"Sorry, Mr. Wayne, but this is an order from my superiors, and I can't disobey it." Benjamin's tone towards Bruce was quite polite, or in other words, he also had some feelings towards real behemoths such as the Luthor Group and the Wayne Group. fear.

Although he also knew in his heart that Bruce Wayne was unlikely to be a spy, the news that the President was a spy was more convincing than the news that the heir of the Wayne family was a spy.

Bruce looked very irritable, and his attitude made the rest of the people a little ready to move. They all knew that neither the CIA nor the FBI had a good way to take the Wayne Group. If Bruce could stand up, Maybe they don't have to be locked up here.

And at this moment, Lionel stood up, he still maintained that smile, and then said: "Everyone calm down, Mayor White has just been killed, no one knows if it was a spy... "

"We are all gathered here, and there are spies, and the spies don't dare to make a second case in a short time, but if everyone disperses and goes home by their own means of transportation, no one will know, Will the murderer pick on those who are alone?"

"Everyone has put in a lot of hard work to achieve today's status and reputation. If all of this comes to naught due to some careless ways of handling things, it will not only be a tragedy for you, but also for the east coast cities and It is also a loss for the entire Federation..."

Lionel strode to the center of the venue, then looked at Benjamin, and said, "I think the head of the secret service will definitely assure us that he will never violate our privacy and will try his best to protect our safety. Right?"

Benjamin crossed his arms and said: "I've said it all, this is not a mandatory review, it's just a closed method during a special period. There are sufficient supplies in the mayor's mansion. Just spend tonight until the results of all external investigations are confirmed. , and you are free to leave."

Hearing that there was only one night, many people's attitudes softened a little, and then Lionel asked Benjamin: "We won't be locked in the room, right? As long as we don't leave the mayor's mansion, where are we going?" Should be free, right?"

Benjamin didn't answer, just nodded, and said angrily, "You'd better not wander around. If there is a spy among you, we can't protect you personally if he attacks the one who is alone."

"You mean, that spy will attack us again???"

"Then what are we going to do?? If he rushes into my room and shoots me, how can I escape??"

"Aren't you the FBI? I pay so much tax every year, why aren't you responsible for keeping us safe?!"

It was Bruce who interrupted the group of people to question and complain. He waved his hand impatiently and turned to go up the stairs. He said, "Waiter, bring me some wine. A night without wine is really bad." downright……"

After finishing speaking, he held Selena's waist and walked up the stairs. Selena also smiled very cooperatively and approached his face, as if teasing him.

People around him have long been accustomed to his absurd behavior and words, and everyone knows that Little Wayne is an ignorant playboy.

Besides, Bruce is only 19 years old this year. You can't expect a 19-year-old child to be worry-free and cautious. Those people who are ready to move see Bruce's attitude of being drunk now, sighing helplessly in their hearts, envious again Jealousy again.

After Bruce left, many people followed him upstairs. These people basically had no backing, knowing that they could not resist these agents, so they resigned themselves to their fate and went upstairs to sleep.

After most people went upstairs, Schiller followed in the crowd. He was led by a female agent who was trying to talk to Schiller on the way to the room.

"I guess, you should have a separate agent for each person to get close, and then ask for information, what do you want to ask?" Schiller said straight to the point to the female agent.

"You can call me Kayla. You don't seem to be very disgusted with agents. Have you ever dealt with us?"

"Certainly, a lot of the cases I've been involved in have involved FBI agents, and I've worked with them."

The female agent named Keira seemed a little unnatural, and she said: "Yes, sometimes we are also responsible for solving some difficult murders."

"To be honest, your colleagues are not as serious as you when investigating the case. They don't go around the corpse, they just report a notebook and ask around. They only apply for a search warrant or carry out Useful for mandatory searches."

Keira pursed her lips and said, "This is determined by the nature of our work."

"But it can't hide the fact that your detection level is very poor. The detection efficiency is low, there are too many red tapes, and some people have many bad habits, and they are used to killing time..."

Keira responded perfunctorily. She heard Schiller scolding the FBI agents all the way, but she couldn't find a chance to intervene.

When opening the door of the guest room, Schiller entered the door, but did not close the door, but said to Keira: "Miss Keira, it can be seen that you have not been in the CIA for a long time..."

"I... what? I'm the FBI!"

"Really? If you're really an FBI agent, you'd pull your gun out and point it at my head when I say 'You guys crack like shit' gone."

Keira stared at Schiller, who smiled and said, "You probably haven't experienced the benefits of having law enforcement powers within the federal territory, so you can't learn from their arrogance."

"Anyway, thank you for sending me here. If you have any questions to ask, or any troubles to solve, you are welcome to come to me here, but for now, good night."

After finishing speaking, the door closed with a "bang". Kayla stared at the door for a while, and when she turned to leave, the door opened again with a "squeak". Kayla turned her head and saw Xi Le taped a piece of paper to the door that said "Do Not Disturb."

"I was just being polite, don't get me wrong." After Schiller finished speaking, the door closed again.

On the other side, in Bruce's room, there were chatting and laughing just now. The two of them, as soon as they entered the room, paused for a moment, and then began to search in the room in an incomparable tacit understanding.

"The quality of the sheets is good, enough for us to go down to the first floor." Selena said as she lifted the pillow and quilt and pulled the sheets down.

Bruce took out a razor from the bathroom attached to the master bedroom. He said, "I can remove a part from it to pick the lock. After all, if you turn the door, it's easy to find."

As he said that, he went to the window and looked down, and said, "They seem to have arranged some dangerous people to the upper floors, including Professor Schiller. They may think that we are not a threat, so they only arranged us on the fourth floor..."

Selena said as she twisted the sheets into strands, "We have to get the equipment, but you can't wear the suit when you get back, or it will be too obvious."

"Of course I know. I don't intend to turn this place into an arena. On the contrary, I want to see what they want to do." Bruce narrowed his eyes and looked at the agents patrolling the yard.

After a while, after Selena got it done, she also came to the balcony, looked around at the patrol route of the agents, and said a little puzzled: "Where are they agents? Why do I think it's not as good as Gotham's?" Gangster?"

"Look, there's a blind spot for patrolling, by the side of the flower bed... If I climb up the pine tree and jump down, they won't be able to find it."

"And there, those two people turned around too close together, I could even rush over there..."

Selena frowned, and said with disgust: "The famous gangsters in the East District would not have arranged such a loophole-filled patrol route, otherwise, I would have stolen all their manors."

Bruce sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to say something, Selena turned back and said, "The plan has changed. They are too amateur. You don't need to go out. I'll just help you get the equipment back."

Bruce opened his mouth, it was the first time he heard that someone was going to help him solve everything in action, but Selena waved her hand indifferently, Bruce thought for a while, and said: "Okay, the key to the helicopter is just exist……"

Selena turned her head, smiled sweetly at Bruce, then waved her right hand and picked up her fingertips, a key with a buckle appeared on her fingertips, she said:
"It's here with me... and your heart."

(End of this chapter)