Cardiovascular circulation:14.9+1

Sense organs:14.6+1

Digestive system:11.7+2

Immunity:12.2

Current remaining reinforcement points: 0

Mark Slot: Reaction Improvement (Medium), Fighting Specialization (Small), Hearing Improvement (Small), Risk Judgment Improvement (Small), Empty

Looking at the remaining strengthening time displayed on the central nervous system [797 hours, 34 minutes and 12 seconds], Gu Ji nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as "spending money in vain".

Once the recharge arrives, the effect will be immediate.

So he turned his attention to the skill research system.

On the other side, New York, USA.

Two assault vehicles covered an FBI bomb-proof police car as it slowly drove into the parking lot of the FBI's New York branch.

Ever since Jiang Songyuan was transferred to Ethiopia and was assassinated on the way, Jillian began to pay attention to witness protection. Especially since this bombing case involved a very deep background, she did not dare to make any negligence.

Seeing that she arrived at the downstairs of the branch, she quickly arranged for a fat detective to bring Barron into the building, and repeatedly asked:

"I'm going to contact the Naval Criminal Investigative Service now to confirm the authenticity of this evidence. You first make a record for Barron, and then find a place for him to stay. Don't let him go. He still has

Some secrets are very important to me, and I will tell you everything when I come back!"

"Don't worry, sir!"

The fat detective raised his chest and raised his head to show that he was very reliable.

After Jillian and Jamie left, the fat detective walked into the investigation room and poured Barron a glass of water. His young colleague opened his laptop and started recording the conversation.

Although this is Barron's first time with the FBI, it is not his first time with the police.

Therefore, I have long memorized these police interview procedures by heart. When the fat detective asked a question, he would answer. He would not mention any extra information and kept all of it to himself.

The entire transcript was written down as if this guy had never participated in the case.

If the fat detective hadn't witnessed this kid's behavior at the Times Square attack scene, he might have been deceived by him.

"Just relax and answer truthfully. Since we have learned that you are not a suspect in the bombing and that you were coerced by the main criminal, we will not prosecute you in the federal court, but you must tell us everything you did during the case.

, otherwise it will be suspected of obstructing the FBI's law enforcement and case handling!"

"Sir, could you please give me a cigarette?"

Barron wanted to take the opportunity to distract the agents.

The fat man's eyelids twitched. Even though the other party was underage, but thinking that this guy was an important witness that the superior had repeatedly urged, he still gave his colleague a look, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to the other party.

After lighting it, Barron took a deep breath.

Slowly blowing out a smoke ring, he began to tell the two people some information about the Volut R&D center.

No way, FBI agents are not as easy to fool as state police.

He has to talk about something practical.

In Barron's mind, the ranking of power status is: Codename: 7472 Marine Corps Colonel Volut Company, and the first and third are still hostile.

That's why he was the first to reveal what he discovered in Volut.

In this way, even if the latter comes to trouble him, at least he can ask the mysterious force code-named: 7472 to come forward to help.

etc……

As Barron spoke, he blew out a smoke ring and suddenly discovered a very serious problem:

He has no idea how to contact 7472!

"Keep talking!"

When the fat detective saw Barron stopped mid-sentence, he urged him impatiently.

Barron felt something was wrong and hurriedly put out the cigarette butt.

"Well, sir, can I go to the toilet first? I really can't hold it in any longer!"

"Fine."

The fat detective raised his wrist and looked at the time. He stood up and took Barron into the bathroom at the corner of the first floor. Then he said, "Hurry up and I'll wait for you outside the bathroom!"

"Thank you, sir."

Barron pretended to thank him, and then quickly glanced at the structural layout of the men's restroom.

That's right.

The purpose of his going to the toilet was to escape.

Now that "Codename: 7472" cannot be contacted, it means that he is completely alone now. He has to face the revenge of Colonel Saeva, the pursuit of Volut, and the terrorist assistant named McClain.

Threatening, maybe even the FBI to get him into trouble.

If you don't run away at this time, wouldn't you be waiting to be killed?

But Barron walked around and couldn't find a way to escape. Although the FBI branch toilet had a window, there was a layer of steel anti-theft net outside. Even if the window was opened, he couldn't get out.

Time passes minute by minute.

Barron became more and more anxious. He raised his head and looked at the air outlet of the central fresh air system on the roof. A bunch of quick reaction judgments and anti-reconnaissance escape techniques suddenly came to his mind.

The next moment, he got into the toilet without hesitation.

He stepped on the water tank and pushed open the air outlet partition, then got in with both hands, turned around and reinstalled the partition, and hid it on the bathroom roof.

About two minutes later.

The fat detective seemed to be anxious. As he walked into the toilet, he shouted: "Isn't it finished yet?"

Barron covered his mouth and nose, afraid of making any noise.

The fat detective also noticed something was wrong and hurriedly opened all the toilet doors, only to find that they were all empty.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed, remembering what Gillian had repeatedly told him, and hurriedly ran out to ask the nearby detectives if they had seen Barron.

This guy had been waiting on the roof for four or five minutes. After confirming that the fat agent would not go back to the bathroom, he jumped down again along the air outlet.

He carefully walked to the sink at the door, took off his outer white shirt to reveal the white T-shirt underneath, washed his face briefly with water, combed his hair again, and walked out of the bathroom in a swagger.

The office lobby on the first floor outside the door.

The FBI agents are all anxiously processing the documents at hand. Because of the bombing in New York this morning, they have no time to talk to Barron. What's more, this kid has a swagger and greets everyone enthusiastically. He is also very

It's hard to suspect that he wants to escape.

that's all.

Barron left the FBI branch building easily. After exiting the door, he quickly changed his face, turned around and fled to a nearby alley!
Chapter completed!