Chapter 42 Reflection
Joaquin nodded, "Because it involves a secret department, so, sorry, George."
"Okay!"
Joaquin said so, what can George do? As a policeman, George is still clear about the federal confidentiality regulations.
Finally.
George had no choice but to let the FBI take over the scene.
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"Thank you, George. Next time you need help, you can always contact me. You have my phone number."
As the operations director of the FBI's New York branch, Joaquin obviously did not want to fall out with George, the promising New York Police Department chief. After thanking George.
Joaquin took over the scene with his men.
"Everyone, search the scene again to see if there is anything missing. Once you find any intelligence, report it immediately..."
"The people in the Trace Department immediately start analyzing the behavior trajectory of the monster to see where it came from?"
"People in the Bioinformatics Department, immediately test the monster's flesh and blood tissue for me to see if it carries any infectious viruses. I must know this immediately, understand? ..."
As Joaquin roared, the FBI people acted in an orderly manner.
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On the other side.
Grant Ward, who left in a panic, reluctantly called Nick Fury again.
"Director, I'm sorry, did I screw up?"
Nick Fury said calmly on the other end of the phone:
"A temporary failure is nothing, and believe me, Grant, that thing will eventually return to our hands. This is the power given to us by the International Security Council."
After World War II, in order to solve various strange and supernatural events, the International Security Council specially established the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency.
Although Grant Ward was embarrassed by the FBI today, Nick Fury, who was backed by the International Security Council, was not worried.
Not anxious.
At most, he could buy information from the FBI. The Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency is not short of money.
If it doesn't work, he can still ask Pierce for help.
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The FBI's actions were indeed very fast.
Not long after Ailin finished taking notes in a car, their bioinformatics department inspectors got a lot of reports through the pool of blood and flesh tissue that turned into rotten meat of the human-faced spider.
Holding the reports in his hand, Fatty Joaquin walked towards George and the others and said, "Good news. Although the flesh and blood of this monster is a bit disgusting, it does not carry any infectious viruses."
George was relieved immediately after hearing this: "This is the best news I have heard tonight."
After hearing this, Erin, who was standing by, looked up and asked, "In this case, Mr. Stacy, can I go back?"
George looked at Fatty Joaquin after hearing this.
Now that the case has been taken over by the FBI, whether Erin can leave directly or not, of course, needs to refer to the FBI's opinion.
Joaquin nodded when he saw this: "The record has been prepared. As long as you are sure that you are fine, you can leave at any time. Of course, I personally suggest that you go to the hospital to check if you have any injuries. Don't worry, the cost of the examination can be reimbursed by our FBI."
Then Fatty Joaquin turned his head and looked at George again and said, "The same goes for you, brother."
"That's the best."
George didn't care about this, but he wouldn't refuse Joaquin's kindness.
"No need for an examination, I just have some scratches."
After shaking the Band-Aid on his hand, Ailin smiled and said, "Rather than going to the hospital for various examinations, I would rather go home and take a good shower and have a good sleep."
"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, you can always call the number above to contact me."
I don't know if it's because George and Ailin are a little close, or he thinks Ailin, who has had contact with the human-faced spider, needs to be observed. After thinking for a few seconds, the fat man Joaquin handed Ailin a business card.
"Thank you, sir."
At this time, George on the side said, "Can Joaquin help me find a car to take Ailin back? It's not easy to get a taxi at this time."
As he said, George looked at his watch, which pointed to one o'clock in the morning.
"Of course."
Turning around, Joaquin called an FBI and asked him to drive Ailin home.
Seeing this, Ailin did not refuse George's kindness. He politely thanked George and Joaquin: "Thank you."
George waved his hand: "Go back early."
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Half an hour later.
Ailin and the FBI agent who sent him to the door smiled and waved goodbye.
After seeing Ailin enter his house, the FBI agent who sent Ailin back left quickly.
Ailin, who closed the door, quickly turned black.
He took off his coat, walked into the bathroom, looked at the bandage on his forehead in the mirror, and looked a little embarrassed, and then slapped himself hard.
"Don't you know to tell fortunes for yourself before going out? You are a fortune teller!"
Before going out, Ailin never thought that this trip would put himself in such a dangerous environment.
There was no consciousness of telling fortunes for himself at all.
If it weren't for the fact that Ailin had a serious lack of security since being kidnapped.
If he always carried the egg-like grenade with him, tonight, let alone solving the human-faced spider and gaining destiny points.
Even his own safety was difficult for Ailin to guarantee.
Although he had mastered some simple divination skills as a new fortune teller, he had never used them in his daily life.
This is actually a cognitive obstacle.
It was not until he encountered a crisis this time that Ailin reflected on himself and realized this.
"I am still too weak now. Before going out in the future, I will try to do divination to confirm the good and bad luck! There are also some cognitions that I must change as soon as possible."
After a bitter smile.
After turning on the valve, Ailin scooped up a handful of water, washed his face, and then cheered up again.
Although it was a bit dangerous to encounter the human-faced spider this time, at least he gained 300 destiny points.
These destiny points.
Ailin did not intend to keep them.
Tonight's experience once again made Ailin realize the reality of his weakness.
He must quickly arm himself and make himself stronger.
Thinking of this.
Ailin closed his eyes.
In a trance, Ailin felt that his soul jumped over a thin film and entered the space where the scale of fate was again.
Ailin, who had entered the space where the scale of fate was many times, had less curiosity in his eyes. He directly summoned the destiny compass and drew three times in a row.
In an instant, he cleared the 300 destiny points he had just obtained.
He threw himself into the lottery.
The next moment.
The huge phantom of the destiny compass flashed again in front of Ailin.
