Chapter 1566: Chapter 1566: Too Hot to Handle
The matter regarding Sofia possibly being attacked was hardly known within the FBI.
A few high-level officials gathered and made a decision, which Feng Jun, who was hiding, heard clearly.
The final conclusion was: temporarily do not inform Sofia.
There are three reasons for this decision. First, she is not friendly to the FBI. Secondly, everyone wants to see what her limits are, whether she can fend off the assassination attempt and what means she might use to counterattack.
The third point is if Sofia were to die, the FBI could grab Patricia by the hair—how would she cut our funding?
No matter what, the FBI tends to believe that Sofia cannot be killed, or even if she dies, someone will take the fall.
Of course, even with this, McWhite tried to keep Sofia back, saying he was worried about police trouble—this possibility objectively exists; however, their main goal is to prevent any chance for the opponent to strike.
Feng Jun heard all these calculations clearly, and for a moment, he lamented that politics is indeed dirty.
Knowing all this, he did not attempt to find the assassin, but rather watched things unfold quietly, and when Sofia was leaving, he advised her to let the FBI see her off—they can not only protect her but also serve as witnesses.
As for the sniper’s ambush? When this person was on the way, Feng Jun sensed the faint killing intent on him.
This person is undoubtedly professional, disguising the killing intent excellently, but no matter how professional, it’s hard to compare with cultivation, right?
After this, there’s no need to mention anything more. Feng Jun spread his divine sense over the surroundings and easily found the two connected people, and furthermore endowed Sofia with a defensive technique.
Someone asked, since he discovered the opponent in advance, why not quietly eliminate them? Because Feng Jun wanted to continue to mythologize Sofia!
With the FBI agents witnessing, and the shock of words becoming realities, the situation would become very interesting.
Sofia knows part of the details but not all. However, Feng Jun told her—FBI is informed.
This situation made her furious, hence pointing her finger and cursing.
McWhite knows she has supernatural abilities, but isn’t sure how much she knows, so he insists firmly, “This matter is really unrelated to the FBI…You should be able to discern, I’m not lying, I didn’t even support your departure today.”
“Unrelated? Ha,” Sofia sneered coldly, “Do you dare say you didn’t know? Do you have the guts to say that?”
McWhite certainly didn’t dare say that, but he was quick-witted.
“Miss Jansen, we might have grasped some clues but definitely not all, like that sniper rifle…If I knew about it, would I send agents with regular bulletproof cars to escort you? That would be no different from seeking death.”
After a pause, he added, “In fact, given that we haven’t reached a cooperation agreement, even if the FBI holds other unfavorable information about you, we are under no obligation to notify… I suggest you consider the cooperation matter.”
This reason is quite formidable, hard to hear but true.
Sofia didn’t force him, just sneered, “No matter what you say, I still demand the FBI prove its innocence.”
McWhite replied ambiguously, “We’ll proceed promptly; you should understand this takes time. I’ve already said, you will have answers about the assassin tomorrow morning. The rest, I can’t guarantee…unless you are willing to consider cooperation.”
Sofia gave him a meaningful smile, “So you’re planning to refuse me?”
McWhite thought about it, bravely asking, “If I say that because there’s no cooperation basis, hence I can’t violate work protocol, would you blame me?”
Sofia tilted her head to think, gazed at him deeply, then shook her head, “I never blame people, just punish them. For the sake of you trying to keep me today, I let it go this time…Patricia can assign you tasks, and I still don’t have the right to know?”
McWhite gave a bitter smile, “Miss Jansen, this is society.”
“Indeed,” Sofia sighed softly, nodded, her gaze somewhat lost, “This is society.”
In fact, it didn’t wait until the next morning, that night Harvey, the executive director of Red Sword Fund, shot himself in his residence. Before he died, he called in his bodyguard Hu An and shot him first before committing suicide.
Red Sword Fund is Sister Hua’s famous private fund. Harvey is currently competing for vice chairman, his competitors are strong, but he is said to have gained some support. Now, with this sudden tragedy, the entire Sister Hua is in uproar, no one knows what really happened.
However, the FBI knows exactly what happened; McWhite was scared and didn’t sleep the whole night, “Harvey killed Hu An… How did she do it, and is no one spared?”
He knows clearly that Harvey was the mastermind of the murder, Hu An handled the specifics. This was deduced from clues they analyzed painstakingly.
But he truly doesn’t know how Sofia knew and managed it—still that mysterious protective force?
Actually, Feng Jun also didn’t know this affair involved a Hu An, he just knew when the people in the FBI mentioned, every time they said “Harvey,” he secretly noted the name.
When he arrived at Harvey’s place, he suddenly remembered, unaware of how deep Patricia was involved, he then performed a soul search.
When he discovered there was another Hu An acting as a middleman, Harvey was already a fool, so he could only impersonate Harvey, invite Hu An in, shoot Hu An, and then stage a scene of a suicide by gunshot.
If it weren’t for this unexpected development, he might not have necessarily sought Harvey’s death, let alone Hu An’s.
However, his crime scene fabrication wasn’t very professional—after all, everyone has their expertise, which led the police to question this case, yet they couldn’t explain how a third party managed to escape after committing the murder.
Feng Jun used the Soul Search technique, not only killing one more person but also eventually realizing just how deeply the Whip Party’s Mrs. was involved.
Patricia wasn’t easy to deal with either, contrary to what the FBI thought, that she was completely in the dark; she simply hadn’t openly given instructions.
Harvey visited her to compete for the vice-chair position, and she said she wasn’t interested in other matters lately, busy treating her brother’s illness.
The executive director asked for details and said this matter could not be overlooked, that there had to be retaliation.
Patricia calmly replied that the other party was from the Jansen Family, and Chairman Bai Rui was still her own grandfather, making it rather complicated.
Harvey immediately understood that Mrs. Whip wanted him to take action, but she would never explicitly instruct him.
Of course, he could pretend not to understand, but doing so would only push him further away from the vice-chairman position.
So, he straightforwardly said, “I can handle this for you.”
He wasn’t afraid of getting his hands dirty; anyone who mixed with Sister Hua wasn’t soft-hearted. But since it was risky, he had to plainly tell her: I’m risking my life for you, just don’t pretend not to know.
However, Patricia chose to feign ignorance, expressing that she was indeed very angry about it but saying that even the FBI didn’t give her face, implying his visit might be in vain.
Harvey was dumbfounded hearing this, as he couldn’t outright say—I’m talking about hiring a killer!
These politicians truly want to act virtuous while being deceitful.
No need to elaborate on these details; anyway, Feng Jun could conclude that calling Patricia the mastermind was a bit excessive, but she definitely knew about it.
Early the next morning, Sofia woke up, groomed and dressed herself, and bumped into McWhite, who had been waiting in the restaurant.
McWhite hadn’t slept all night, his eyes bloodshot. Seeing her, he rushed over, gritting his teeth, and asked in a low voice, “Miss Jansen, isn’t it time to stop?”
Sofia helped herself to some food, casually replying, “I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about.”
McWhite was secretly fuming, thinking, “Can’t I just speak properly?” Of course, he could! But if he explained things too clearly, it would sound like entrapment, and the FBI’s reputation in Mai Nation was really not great.
So he only nonchalantly said, “I think you’ve rested for a night; you might consider going home.”
Sofia placed two slices of bacon on her tray, casually saying, “It’s a pity there’s no General Tso’s Chicken… I’m not planning to go home yet, I want to take a trip to New-York.”
“New-York?” McWhite’s face changed, and his voice started to shake, “Why? Could you please control yourself?”
Patricia lived in New-York, and her husband visited her there occasionally, their public image as a harmonious couple was impeccable.
“What a strange thing to say,” Sofia glanced at him suspiciously, “Christmas is approaching, New-York is an international metropolis, can’t I go there to shop?”
Of course, McWhite wasn’t fooled by such language. He smiled and replied, “You’ve been out for quite a while already, perhaps you should rest at home for a few days… your grandfather also misses you.”
In his plans, as long as Sofia returned home, his task would be considered complete, and when others mentioned it, he could say that he hadn’t closely monitored her afterwards—which wouldn’t count as a major fault.
But if Sofia went to New-York right under his nose, and Patricia then had any issue, he simply couldn’t evade responsibility.
However, Sofia shook her head, “I don’t think it’s necessary.”
McWhite, helpless, could only aim for second best, “How about this, didn’t you say you wanted to stay here? Then just stay here… we can also prove our innocence.”
Sofia rolled her eyes, “Has that sniper’s identity been found out?”
“Yes, it’s clear,” McWhite nodded, “A Bulgarian, immigrated to Britain as a skilled worker, signed a working visa for Mai Nation, currently a coach at the Foot Chamber Club.”
“In that case, I see no need to wait any longer,” Sofia casually replied, “Christmas is coming, and I must go shopping, while other cities are far inferior to New-York.”
“Perhaps you could consider Europa… like Paris,” McWhite casually suggested, “isn’t that right?”
Seeing Sofia deep in thought, McWhite suddenly felt he might have made a mistake.
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