The noisy hanging garden disappeared without a trace.
Jolson was isolated in his own room at Walter Reed Medical Center, not sent to prison, not sent to be tortured, not transferred to the CIA's own hospital.
Twelve days later, the inflamed wounds have healed, the sutures have been removed, and I can get out of bed and move around, but the only one I can see is the doctor.
Just very anxious.
Joelson was well prepared for the interrogation. He was mentally building himself up every day. He was already prepared for someone to use Veritaserum.
The Veritaserum in the United States is not so overbearing and can return to normal after use. Unlike the Russians, the Veritaserum they use is too harsh and turns people into idiots immediately after using it.
So, as long as you can resist the Veritaserum, nothing should happen.
Joelson was glad that Gao Yi didn't tell him anything.
A little trick that everyone who often interrogates others or is often interrogated knows is that what everyone cares about is not the truth, but the results.
If Jolson is interrogated, the interrogator will be interested in where Hanging Garden is hiding, not whether Jolson and Hanging Garden have colluded.
If Joelson knew too much, he might reveal some clues in many details.
But Joelson really didn't know, and the questioner didn't ask the question at all, which naturally reduced the risk of exposure.
Note, it's not none, it's just reduced.
Joelson himself had no idea, but at this point, he had no other choice but to give it a try.
There was a knock on the ward door, and someone pushed in.
Every time someone comes, it's a tormenting moment. If it's a doctor, it means everything is fine for now, but if it's a colleague, it means things are going to be miserable.
Joelson was shocked because it was his old boss who came today.
"gentlemen……"
With a scream, Joelson couldn't help but sit up.
Crawford is in his fifties and looks very much like a gang leader. He is a very imposing and stylish gang leader. He is not very similar in appearance, but his temperament is very similar to that of Denzel Washington.
guy.
Yes, Crawford is a black man.
Crawford stretched out his hand, he stopped Jolson from getting up, looked around, then he pulled a round stool and sat beside Jolson's bed.
There are thousands of things to say, but for a moment I don’t know where to start. This is the case for both of them.
"It's good to see you come back alive."
"Me too."
I was full of emotions, so the conversation seemed a little more casual than usual, but it was not relaxed, but more serious.
There is no third person in the room, which may mean everything is fine, but it may also mean that both people are finished. Joelson has seen both situations many times, but the latter is mostly the case.
So after Jolson hesitated for a moment, he whispered: "Did I implicate you?"
"No."
Crawford shook his head and whispered: "Their investigation on you is over. I contributed a lot because I wrote a long report and submitted all the information you gave me before to the investigation team.
, let them know that you are determined to do something, at least it can prove that you are not an accomplice of the truck driver."
Joelson said in surprise: "Abandon the investigation? How is that possible! I only passed the first round of preliminary investigation and didn't even take the polygraph test."
"That's useless, everyone knows it."
Crawford grinned, and then he whispered: "Several Free Winds have died. Now Free Winds can't find anyone in Tripoli and has expanded the search scope to the entire Libya."
"How about it?"
"Of course, nothing was found. In order to find the hanging gardens, the CIA's focus is not limited to Libya."
Crawford exhaled, and then he whispered: "Breeze didn't go to Libya at all. I only found out about this yesterday. Do you know what Breeze is doing?"
Joelson thought for a long time and finally said: "He is too mysterious, I don't know."
"Breifeng is in France. He is investigating the French External Security Service. He believes that everything that happened in Tripoli is fake and is a fake move to cover the escape from the Hanging Garden."
Joelson's eyes widened.
"Breeze investigated Saudi Arabia's National Intelligence Agency and concluded that Saudi Arabia did not take any action this time and the National Intelligence Agency can rule it out."
Joelson was still stunned.
"Breeze investigated the French External Security Service and got the exact information..."
Crawford cursed under his breath, and then continued: "That woman in France admires truck drivers very much. Don't ask me why, I don't know, but the person who made MI6 so troubled that they almost resigned collectively is the truck driver. France
The Service for External Security used the truck driver to teach MI6 a lesson."
Joelson said in shock: "What? I don't know about this."
"Oh, you don't have good information in Libya. You haven't heard of such a big thing. Yes, the truck driver made a big fuss in the UK, and then the woman in the French counter-office knelt down and begged him, but the truck driver still insisted on leaving.
Then the French arranged for the truck driver to board the transport plane and go to Central Africa. This is very definite news and there is sufficient evidence."
Joelson knew he should ask something serious, but the words coming out of his mouth were different.
"That Marina? What happened to her? She would kneel on the ground and beg the truck driver not to leave? Impossible!"
"I don't know, but that's what Breeze's news said. You know, Breeze is very strict. If he says yes, it must be yes. So the French must have a special relationship with truck drivers. Are truck drivers handsome?"
Crawford's last sentence was to ask Jolson. Jolson was shocked, but he said with a puzzled face: "I don't know!"
It seemed like they were chatting about gossip, but the conversation turned to a fatal question. If Joelson wanted to say whether he was handsome or not, he confirmed that he knew the truck driver.
What does old boss mean?
Crawford smiled obscenely and said, "So he is very good in bed?"
After finishing speaking, Crawford said seriously: "I don't know which one of us is more powerful. I believe that Marina will never be obsessed with a young boy after knowing how powerful I am."
Why did the topic suddenly become obscene? Why did it suddenly become so obscene?
Joelson looked at Crawford in confusion. Crawford exhaled and whispered: "Don't worry about it. Since I can come, you will be fine. Tell me the truth, what kind of magic does the truck driver have?"
, can make a powerful and beautiful middle-aged woman be completely devoted to him!"
Joelson whispered: "Sir, what happened?"
"I said, Breeze is in France. He thinks that since the truck driver made an emergency landing in France, well, although you messed up, the point is still that the truck driver made an emergency landing in Libya. He has no reason and no need to stay in Libya, so Breeze
I believe the truck driver will either go back to France or go to French-controlled areas."
After finishing speaking, Crawford spread his hands and said: "For a long time, Breeze has not been able to find any clues. Just yesterday, our director couldn't help but personally pressured France and the French External Security Service. Guess what the result was?
?”
"The French won't tell?"
"The French are very stubborn, but the woman refused to speak. Even the director of the External Security Service gave in. The French president hinted that the truck driver would be handed over to us, but the woman still refused to speak!"
Crawford waved his hand and said: "It's too cruel. Once a woman becomes cruel, she is more cruel than a man, but only a woman who has been conquered both physically and mentally can be so cruel."
Joelson was silent for a long time, and Crawford smiled and said: "The advantage is that those people think that the French must have rescued the truck driver, because as long as the truck driver is still in Tripoli, it is impossible to find him. Since he can't be found,
, then it can only be that he has left. How he left, the French refused to say, so the pressure was put on France."
Joelson whispered: "Is there a possibility that the French really don't know?"
Crawford shrugged and said, "You have to talk to them about this, hahaha..."
Crawford smiled happily, and Joelson could only continue to secretly figure out Crawford's intentions.
Until Crawford stopped laughing, his tone turned cold, and he said in a tone that was very unfamiliar to Joelson: "So how much benefit did you receive from the truck driver?"
Joelson looked at Crawford, who had a determined look on his face.
"I didn't take advantage of him."
Crawford said calmly: "If you didn't take advantage of him, why did you hide it in front of me? The French were involved in this matter, the Pentagon was involved, you were involved, and I was also involved, but
Now you seem to be planning to fool me like a fool?"
Joelson looked at the closed door, and then he whispered: "I didn't take the truck driver's favor, but I took his favor for you. Besides, I don't know where the truck driver is hiding. Really?"
have no idea."
"oh."
Crawford said with a half-smile: "If you say that, I will really lose my patience."
Joelson shook his head and whispered: "The truck driver is just a thug. Why does everyone think he is super strong? Well, that's just that he has become an agent that many people like. The truck driver is like an adapter. Through
With it, you can adapt it to incompatible power supplies."
Crawford looked directly at Joelson, who continued: "Actually, I don't know much about the truck driver. He is very careful, but now I know one thing. His network of connections is really complex. The Pentagon,
The FBI, the French Foreign Security Service, the Saudi National Intelligence Service, the Dark Web, the leader, as far as we know now, his background is extremely complicated, but how much more are there that we don’t know?”
Crawford was deep in thought, and Joelson whispered: "A big shot like you doesn't care about money, because you have too many ways to make money, but truck drivers can make middle- and low-level people like me make money, and they can make you
Such big shots who don't care about money exchange resources and obtain benefits other than money. The biggest benefit I gained from being held hostage by a truck driver this time is that I saw that industry barriers can be broken. Through him, I can directly contact the anti-American armed forces in Libya.
Cooperate with adversaries like the Pentagon who have previously guarded against each other.”
Crawford exhaled, and then he whispered: "Actually, you said one thing wrong."
"What's up?"
"You said I don't care about money because I have too many ways to make money. You're wrong."
Crawford smiled righteously, and said gently: "By embezzling the funds allocated by Congress to the CIA? The astronomical figures you know are actually not much after they are distributed to everyone. They lose the channels and hopes for promotion.
It is also an adventure, but you have also been involved in this storm. What do you think I should do now? What will I do? "
Chapter completed!