Boram Hatu, male, 34 years old, * * *!
Since 1994, it has been on the CIA's list and is one of the most important members of the country of Isherland
The Belamo Church explosion that occurred in 1996 is rumored to have been orchestrated by this Boram.
According to the information Debbie extracted from Caroline's laptop, Caroline frequently used the Internet to log in to an organization called Black Jihad six months before the occurrence of tetrodotoxin
Using sex to attract young and inexperienced girls, using this and promising them the desired sense of order
Promise them, show them respect, and give them a noble status in society
Depicting the world over there as a heavenly existence, however, does not mean that once they arrive there, they will only become toys for men, tools for reproduction
Based on our intelligence exchange with the CIA
We have reason to believe!
The real mastermind behind the planning of this case is this Boram Hatu... "
In the hall, Maggie pointed to a handsome middle-aged Middle Eastern handsome man projected onto the big screen behind her and said to Mark, sitting in a chair with his finger pointing at his chin, "It is said that this Boram was only active in the organization of Iran after his sister was arrested by FIB for espionage in 1994..."
Mark was momentarily taken aback, then spread out his hand and said helplessly, "You know, wearing a veil and scarf is actually an alternative form of role-playing!"!
If I want to launch a terrorist attack, I will never go to the headquarters to act as an undercover agent
Moreover, there will be no physical relationship with an authentic American
This can't be blamed on me! "
Jack, sitting on the side, couldn't help but smirk and cover his face.
Debbie and Maggie looked at Mark with a beastly gaze!
Mark shrugged his shoulders. He knew his past was a bit absurd, but he still stood up and looked at the handsome Middle Eastern bearded guy on the big screen, saying, "Have you found the address of this guy?"
Debbie nodded on the side and said, "The technical department is using this website to locate Boram, whose pseudonym is Qingniao..."
Mark nodded and groped his chin curiously, asking, "Is Alia still being held captive?"
Jack said, "Yes, she has been imprisoned in the New York Women's Prison since discovering her spy identity."
Mark raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought I was being held in Guantanamo."
In the hall, everyone who knew about Mark's history lowered their heads.
I can't think of any vocabulary to describe their boss.
"Anyway, Alia really fell in love with you at that time," McGee said angrily as she scraped Mark fiercely
Mark hesitated slightly and said, "When you were at Quantico Federal College, your relationship didn't seem to be very good."
"It's none of your business!" Maggie rolled her eyes.
Markton was speechless.
After a while, Mark said to Jack and Debbie, "You two go to the women's prison and see if Alia knows any news."
Jack was just about to open his mouth when Debbie stuffed a donut and pulled him straight towards the door.
After the two of them left, Mark finally glanced at Boram on the big screen, withdrew his gaze, and said to the crowd, "Find this guy for me..."
After speaking, he also walked towards the stairs not far away!
After returning to his office, Mark casually threw his coat on the sofa.
After opening the wine cabinet, take out a bottle of bourbon, stand in front of the french window, and quietly look at the Union Square not far away!
Taking a sip of the fine wine, Mark let out a gentle sigh!
The past is unbearable to look back on!
Walking back to his office chair, he looked at several documents that were evenly spread out in front of him.
I couldn't help but rub my eyebrows, set my wine glass aside, and picked up a document to carefully read!
Every time it comes to handling official duties, Mark has an impulse to demote!
He is a traveler, not here for seemingly endless copywriting processing.
In an hour!
Mark looked quietly at Jack and Debbie standing in front of him.
"How about it?"
"Alia committed suicide by hanging herself in her cell seven months ago..."
"What?"
Mark stood up directly from the chair, covered his forehead with an incredulous expression, and said, "For God's sake, she will be released in one year. Why commit suicide?"
After looking at Jack, Debbie immediately said, "The day before Alia committed suicide, the warden said she had a visitor before, and we have already retrieved the recorded recording from that time."
"Let's go!" Mark thought for a moment and headed straight towards the office door!
Assurance Room!
"Bolam... you shouldn't have come here!"
"Alia, you have disappointed all of us..."
"I'm sorry..."
"You have already been defiled. Father sent me this time to seek revenge!"
"Boram..."
"My father said, 'He doesn't have you anymore... You take care of yourself...'"
"Boram..."
Mark's black line wrapped around his arms and said to Debbie, "What the hell, all this noise!"
Debbie shrugged and said, "The call recording system in the women's prison still uses old-fashioned equipment..."
Speaking, he pointed to the old cassette tape that was constantly rotating inside the player
Mark twitched at the corner of his mouth and said, "This damn thing, you hear everything you shouldn't hear, not a single thing you should hear."
Jack next to him tilted his head and said, "It's not without gains, at least we now have a clear understanding that Boram is in New York."
Mark glanced at the person in front of him and shook his head, saying, "Do the New York police and other agencies have any clues to where Boram may exist?"
McKee, who was speaking on the side, raised his finger and hung up the phone, saying, "A patrol car just reported that a man suspected of Boram had entered an apartment in Queens."
Markton's eyes lit up!
"Debbie!"
"I'll go notify the secret service team!"
"Jack!"
"I'll go notify others!"
"Maggie!"
"I will notify the New York police to evacuate the surrounding area."
After the three of them hurriedly walked out, Mark watched as the silent recording tape was still playing.
I was slightly lost in thought for a while
To be honest, Mark never expected that Alia would reveal her identity to him while exercising, and he wanted Mark to join what they considered an immensely glorious holy war.
At that time, Mark weighed it.
I ultimately chose to report this matter!
After all!
If you choose to protect without reporting, the box will eventually be opened.
At that time, all agents who have had contact with Alia will be re evaluated for loyalty
Mark opened the player, took out the only remaining cassette tape inside, and firmly grasped it.
Half loud!
"I'm sorry!"