"What should I do?" Reiko Kujo asked.

"What should I do?" Yuan Zongshen scratched his head: "If it was 9/11, it was not our responsibility. Although we need to attend an emergency meeting of the FBI tomorrow, I am not able to go to the Middle East to find this **."

"I'm talking about legislation!" Reiko Kujo stepped on the god of Genzo.

"That's your business!" Genzo God suddenly looked at Reiko Kujo with malicious intentions: "Prosecutor Kujo, as my prosecutor's assistant, please give me a complete draft legislation and speech the day after tomorrow!"

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"You!" Reiko Kujo pointed to the god of the Genzo and cursed: "You are squeezing labor, shameless!"

"Young man, rat tail juice!" Yuan Zong Shen patted Reiko Kujo on the shoulder: "Who told you not to flash? Let's go, today's matter is completed, I'll take you home!"

"No need! Send me back to the procuratorate!" Reiko Kujo returned to the car and fastened her seat belt: "I have to work hard to survive, who is squeezed by labor!"

"Have ambition!" The god of the Yuansect nodded to Reiko Kujo: "Since you are so motivated, please hand over the draft to me before twelve o'clock tomorrow!"

"You..." Reiko Kujoo was furious

"Okay, don't be angry!" Yuan Zong Shen smiled and said, "Get a good rest, work tomorrow, no one will be missing!"

Just as the Genzo God was talking to Reiko Kujo, the Genzo God had already pulled Reiko Kujo down at the door of the apartment: "No work is allowed!"

"I understand!" Reiko Kujoo glanced at the God of the Genju.

I watched Reiko Kujoo go upstairs and return to the Procuratorate. Although I was going to have a meeting, I still have half an hour to get off work, so I would be useless if I didn’t check in at night.

The next day, early in the morning, Yuan Sect God asked for leave from Prosecutor General Tokuda Yuki. In this regard, Prosecutor General Tokuda Yuki gave the false very happily. I have to say that Japan licked the American one.

Genzo-shen drove to the US Embassy in Japan.

"Hello sirs!" FBI's Japan Office Director Lu Ferino walked in quickly: "I believe you have also seen news in New York, and the superiors announced that the military has entered a time of martial law!"

FBI Japan Office Director Lu Ferino glanced around: "Although we are not in the United States, because we belong to the intelligence system, the US embassy will also carry out martial law from now on!"

At this time, Lu Ferino, director of the FBI Japan Office, looked at Yuanshen: "Mr. Yuan, please tell the Japanese side that we will not accept visas from East Asia, Middle East, Eastern Europe and Africa within a week!"

"Of course!" Yuan Zongshen nodded. Apart from his head, who wanted to go to Free America to play gun battles with those who were already in poor countries?

"At present, our superiors require us to step up the suppression and encirclement of crows!" said Lu Ferino, director of the FBI Japan Office: "Tell you another unfortunate news!"

At this time, Lu Ferino looked at the CIA's consultant sitting in the corner: "Our concentrated encirclement of the crows failed. We lost an undercover agent and three fieldmen, and one of them was forced to leave the organization!"

The CIA's consultant snorted coldly. If it weren't for the last time that the FBI arrested the CIA, it would probably have been the case with the FBI and the NSA people in their lives. After all, everyone would have been unhappy about the CIA.

Unfortunately, the last time there was an accident due to the untimely communication between the two departments, and the two sides were forced to accept the request of the Presidential Intelligence Office to conduct limited intelligence sharing.

"That! Agent Source!" Lu Ferino, director of the FBI Japan Office, rubbed his hands: "I'm afraid there is one thing that needs your help!"

"Please say! As long as it is within the scope of my obligations, I will never refuse!" said the god of Yuanzong. He did not have the ability to use but the obligation to use, which represents his position.

"It's not a big deal!" Lu Ferino, director of the FBI's Japan Office, took out a kraft paper bag: "An exhibition is being held in Japan, and the items on the exhibition are melancholy birthdays, and the ownership of this sapphire is in the Boston Consortium in the United States!"

"So the FBI is responsible for the security this time?" Yuan Zongshen looked at the photo and said, "By the way, hasn't the FBI always ignored this kind of crime that does not threaten the United States abroad? What's this time?"

"I don't know!" FBI's Japan Office Director Lu Ferrino shrugged: "What the superior means is that the US FBI has an obligation to protect the legal property of every American citizen!"

"Can you tell me if it is every American citizen or every American consortium?" Yuan Zongshen asked with a smile.

"I think it's a consortium!" said the silent CIA consultant.

"That's right!" Yuan Zongshen nodded: "I don't believe that the US Congress is so idle! It's too late to care about life and still care about property safety?"

"Forget it, do you accept it or not!" FBI's Japan Office Director Lu Ferino felt that it would be a disadvantage to the United States if he continued to talk, so he asked quickly.

"Check!" Yuan Zong Shen quickly took down the paper bag: "Who else will go besides me, the FBI this time!"

"It's gone!" Lou Ferino, director of the FBI's Japan Office, shook his head: "You are the only one!"

"I'm the only one!" The God of Yuan Sect nodded first, and then suddenly said loudly: "What's the matter? I'm the only one?"

"But with the cooperation of the Japanese police!" said Lu Ferino, director of the FBI's Japan Office.

"That's better than me!" Yuan Zongshen complained: "Director, you don't know how tricky the Metropolitan Police Department is. I beg you to give me an agent!"

When Yuan Zongshen heard the police station interfering, his heart trembled and he quickly begged for mercy: "Director, if I really want me to cooperate with the police station, I guarantee that this monster thief Kid will run away!"

"Not it!" FBI's Japanese Office Director Lu Ferino looked at the way Genzo God looked: "I heard that they have made complete preparations!"

"They make a yarn!" The God of Yuanzong was about to cry.

"Well, the agent will definitely not be given, but you might as well be a field agent!" Lu Ferino, director of the FBI Japan Office, thought about it and asked.

"Yes!" The God of Yuanzong quickly said that although the God of Yuanzong didn't know how the FBI fieldwork was, the God of Yuanzong believed that it was at least better than the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department.

"Mr. Yuan, you can actually think about it well!" said the NSA person: "Maybe there will be a positive negative!"

"No, no, no, this rule is not suitable in the Metropolitan Police Department! They will only be more negative than positive!" Yuan Zong Shen.

"Forget it!" FBI's Japan Office Director Lu Ferino nodded: "Although I can't understand, since I promised, I won't regret it easily. There is nothing you have to do with the rest of the meeting. You can adapt to the new team members first!"

"Okay!" Yuan Zong Shen nodded.

In the underground training ground, Yuan Zongshen looked at the seven people holding HK416 more and more satisfied.

"Why do you have to carry assault rifles with you?" Yuan Zong Shen didn't understand very much.

"Sir, this is a request from the superiors, and we are no exception to the second-level combat readiness of all combat units!" said a special agent.

The God of Yuanzong smiled
Chapter completed!