【412】He is dead!(1/3)
The exquisite small room is equipped with all the appliances.
There are even wall-mounted TVs and small refrigerators filled with beer, and the menu labels are clearly marked on the table. If you don't mention this is a prison, it is almost no different from a hotel apartment.
For example, the roommate next door last night also invited young models to relive the Super Bowl final that happened last month. The sound was loud and the prison guards at the end of the corridor turned a blind eye.
Adrian vaguely heard the narrator's breathing in the passionate speech, and there was a woman's delicate shout...
The neighbor Adrian knew that a shareholder of an Oregon medical listed company was jailed by his wife for malicious manipulation of the stock market and was taken away as much as 3 billion meters of gold. But even so, he still has wealth that ordinary people can't imagine.
A few years in prison is nothing more than vacation.
Adrian was jealous because he knew he would not stay here for long. After the final trial, he would go to a regular federal prison like an ordinary prison to be sentenced.
Five years later, a middle-aged decadent man whose will has been wiped out would probably lie on the sofa in a small apartment and compete with beer every day.
"Why!!" Adrian was reflecting.
Recalling the inexplicable arrest and the frame-up of the beautiful woman later, he knew that this was a special case against him.
But he couldn't figure out who wanted to harm him?
It is obviously a reward for merit and glory.
This gap made him stunned and caught him off guard.
certainly.
Before he was fully controlled, he had the means to save himself.
Contact the superior who once took him out of the army but now works at the headquarters has gained nothing.
Inquiry with colleagues from the internal review department who participated in the training together, it was also a big deal.
He tried his best to save him, but no one could save him.
The whole thing seems inexplicable.
It's even more ridiculous.
Then there is anger.
Finally, when he was escorted to this prison, his former subordinate who was in charge of the escort threw a sigh and sighed: "Adrian, you can't blame others for this. It's you who broke the rules. How can you contact outsiders during the case handling?"
joke!
The Toya case has been solved, but I want to ask what information I leaked to that lady?
But the fact is that because of the problem of investigating the procedural mechanism, he didn't even have the chance to confront him on the spot.
It seemed like there was an invisible big hand playing with his destiny.
Helpless and unable to resist.
"Adrian." The small window on the door was opened by the prison guard, awakening his dull thinking, "Your lawyer wants to see you."
Adrian ejected almost instantly, screaming hoarsely: "Lawyer?"
The prison guard did not repeat the answer, but said, "You have fifteen minutes to prepare for the meeting. I will open the door at that time. Remember... don't mess around. I know you are a senior agent, so for our friendly relationship, be more regular."
Bang.
The small window is closed.
Adrian's whole body trembled involuntarily, his pupils expanded and shrunk several times, and his stiff brain began to restart...
FBI internal audit, no lawyer will come to see him. At most, when the court opened, the public lawyer arranged to help him make some meaningless defenses. Simply put, it was just a formal procedure.
There is no doubt that under such a state, if the final trial is over, he will completely lose the opportunity to turn around.
And now, a lawyer comes to meet...
This means that someone has broken through the power of that "invisible big hand" and broke the one-sided crushing situation.
This will be Adrian's only chance to survive.
Of course, there is also a possibility that this is an opponent's conspiracy, arranging a lawyer to gain trust and gain more "proof of guilt", so that he will never turn over.
But Adrian quickly rejected this speculation.
Because in the current situation, he has no chance of turning around, and the other party does not need to do anything extra.
"Opportunity, this is my chance!!"
Adrian acted, shaved off his three-month-old beard, and even skillfully cut his hair with a razor.
Even though he was still wearing a uniform of a prison, the person in the mirror had regained the temperament and aura of a senior agent three months ago.
He didn't know who was coming...
But he must seize this opportunity.
FBI has professional psychology courses, and Adrian happens to be the top student in the course.
At this time, it is helpless, cowardly, angry, and regret, and it will not make people feel pity. At least in the industry and interpersonal relationships he is in, sympathy and compassion are just derogatory words.
A full spirit is the real plus point. Then calmly describe your own experience and tell the other party that he is not so easily defeated and is still an excellent agent.
Only by showing the value he deserves can he be taken out.
because……
Those who come to rescue themselves cannot ask for nothing.
Finish all this.
The noise of the prison guard unlocking the door came.
Adrian stayed away very properly.
When the door opened, the prison guard was very satisfied with his performance and said, "Turn around, I'm going to handcuff you."
He continued to do it.
After the handcuffs were clamped and locked, the two left the luxurious suite where he had lived for three months.
If possible...
He hopes he won't come back!!
Only then did Adrian start to think about who would come to save himself...
Previously superior?
A good colleague?
He even heard that agents had suffered similar treatment before undergoing special selections, inexplicably imprisoned and tortured, just to test their resilience, and such people would eventually be transferred to an important department.
"Is this really an assessment?" Adrian was a little distracted. Even five minutes ago, he was like a walking corpse who had lost his soul.
Because the whole thing seems inexplicable.
Rewards on merits and practices will become imprisoned.
Combining this speculation, it will be in line with reality. If you succeed in the assessment, you will usher in a qualitative improvement.
He began to be glad that he had modified his looks.
"Here, Adrian." The prison guard woke him up and reminded: "You have forty-five minutes to meet."
Forty-five minutes?
Wait, isn't the person who came to pick me up?
Shouldn't I be released?
He didn't have time to think too much.
The door opens.
The public visitor room was very open, with natural light from the narrow windows on the walls, which was the first time he had seen the sun in three months.
There were three people sitting in the center seat in the hall, facing away from him.
Adrian subconsciously slowed down his pace and his brain was running at high speed. He wanted to distinguish the identity of the person in the future so that he could respond better.
But in fact, he was upset...
Fantasy is always beautiful.
But reality often gives people a painful blow.
This is completely different from what he expected the moment before.
The three of them heard the steps, and a man in a suit turned to look over. For Adrian, it was an extremely strange face.
And the other two were just chatting about themselves.
The man reminded him, and then a second person looked at him...
The bald middle-aged white man had no joy or anger on his face, but this face gave him a familiar feeling, but he was definitely not aware of it, just as if he had seen it somewhere.
By this time he had already walked to the table.
When the third person's side face caught his eyes, Adrian subconsciously gasped and his brain fell into trouble again...
To be continued...