Miss President wants to talk to you

Several federal agents entered the room and pointed their guns at the wiretappers.

The eavesdroppers stood frozen in place.

"you……"

"FBI."

Edgar stepped out from among the agents. “No movement or sound is allowed now.”

Now that things had come to this, the eavesdroppers were naturally completely obedient and didn't move an inch.

However, Edgar walked up to him.

She acted swiftly, grabbing the eavesdropper's wrist and twisting it behind her back.

click

The joint was directly twisted off.

"what"

The eavesdropper tried to scream, but his mouth was immediately covered, and his voice came to an abrupt halt.

"I told you not to move."

Edgar then delivered two more punches.

She was already seething with anger, and her actions were simply a way to vent it.

"You're wiretapping the president, aren't you?"

"You dare to resist, huh?"

"You want to fight back, huh?"

Edgar punched and kicked him repeatedly.

Before long, the eavesdroppers were lying on the ground like dead pigs.

His mouth was gagged the entire time, preventing him from even screaming.

Two detectives came over, handcuffed him, and dragged him away.

"call"

After venting, Edgar felt much better.

The eavesdropper deserved to be beaten like that.

Who told him to eavesdrop without wearing a helmet?

Edgar's attention returned to the scene.

Her gaze swept across the room.

The large high-frequency transmitter is pointing directly at the White House.

A receiver and headset are connected to the side.

On the table, there was a tape recorder that was in operation.

The evidence is complete, and the perpetrators have been caught red-handed.

Edgar carefully removed the wax tray and placed it into the evidence box.

Then the notebook was discovered.

Edgar didn't even dare to glance at the contents.

He simply put it away, intending to hand it to Eleanor himself.

The investigation bureau acted swiftly, and the wiretappers were secretly taken away without causing any further trouble.

All the hotel knew was that the suite was involved in a secret investigation.

Apart from the manager, no staff members were alerted.

As for the original room, it was taken over by the Investigation Bureau.

It maintained the appearance that the mission was still ongoing.

……

Edgar returned to the White House.

She handed over the wax plate and notebook that she had just seized to Eleanor.

Eleanor flipped through the notebook.

The text on it is densely covered with records of the eavesdropping time, the content of the conversation, and the eavesdroppers' own judgments.

Rosef and Hopkins had an affair.

[A deep government structure is suspected to exist.]

Her representative at the White House is named Lucy.

Eleanor was utterly bewildered by these assessments.

How did this eavesdropper arrive at these conclusions?

“Mr. Eleanor”.

At this moment, Edgar reported.

“We found an encrypted telegraph machine in that room, and this information has likely been transmitted to the people behind the scenes.”

"Don't worry."

Eleanor tossed the notebook onto his desk.

"Their wiretapping work seems to have just begun; they haven't heard anything of value yet."

Eleanor instructed, "Speed ​​up the interrogation and get the details of the encryption method out of them."

"Then

Eleanor thought for a moment and then said.

"Let's prepare a gift for the mastermind behind this."

For example, what he longed for day and night, what he thought he could use to control Eleanor, or even the president, was a powerful handle!

Upon hearing this, Edgar nodded repeatedly, feeling a little smug.

That's what she thought too.

It seems that there are times when Eleanor and I are on the same page!

Chapter 109: Rosef: Actually, I'm a spy, hehe

Investigation Bureau Headquarters, Underground Interrogation Room.

The eavesdroppers, their faces bruised and swollen, were brought here.

He had barely been pushed into the chair when he hurriedly said:

"I'll confess! I'll confess everything!"

Edgar had just entered the interrogation room and hadn't even had a chance to sit down yet.

Upon hearing this, she gave the eavesdropper a strange look.

Did I ask you?

The eavesdroppers immediately shut up.

"You dare to speak without asking me? It seems you have absolutely no respect for me!"

Edgar waved his hand and said calmly, "Beat them!"

The agents around him immediately sprang into action.

Two men, one on each side, grabbed the eavesdropper's shoulders and pulled him up from the chair.

A third agent walked up to him.

Without further ado, he punched straight into the abdomen!

The eavesdropper's body suddenly arched, his face contorted in pain, and he screamed incessantly.

Edgar coldly observed his miserable state, feeling no sympathy whatsoever.

In fact, she had already vented her resentment before.

This beating was for Rosef and Eleanor.

What kind of thing dares to eavesdrop on the president?

At that moment, the agent who had hit the man looked at his fist in disbelief.

This person...

Why does it feel so good?

The agents interrogated many people, thinking they were already numb and would no longer derive any pleasure from violence.

But this wiretapper was different.

With exceptional talent and a special physique, his punches deliver an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

It reminded the agent of his original motivation for joining the Bureau of Investigation.

He straightened his posture, and with a heart full of piety and gratitude, he assumed a boxing stance.

We can't treat these sandbags as casually as we did before.

swish

The agent threw punches swiftly, each one hitting a vital spot.

"vomit"