North America Gunman Detective Chapter 321: 288 Is there a follow-up?

Thankfully, the phone still worked, even though it was around 1 AM, and Tom answered after two rings.

Tom, "What's up?"

Jimmy, "Is it convenient? Let's talk by the lake, the matter is over."

Tom, "Half an hour." He hung up the phone right away.

Jimmy was used to his quick hang-ups; he drove over quickly, not needing half an hour at all. It seed that Tom's current location was quite far, especially since there were hardly any cars on the road in the early hours, so the speed was not slow.

Jimmy drove to the lakeside, turned off the car lights and engine, and just waited inside the car. After twenty minutes, the sound of a motorcycle engine approached, and Jimmy got out of the car as Tom rode up on his motorcycle next to Jimmy's car.

Tom, "What's the situation? How did it end?"

Jimmy, "I spoke with that William. He said it was a CIA operation team's mission, the task was given by soone nad Watson whom he does not know.

Today, I was on duty at the hospital guarding Jas. Tonight, an assassin about 2 ters tall ca to Jas's ward intending to make his move. I shot him, and during his escape, he couldn't get away because of the gunshot wound. He killed himself."

Tom listened attentively as Jimmy described the process, then spoke after Jimmy had finished, "These definitely weren't people from the CIA operation team."

Jimmy, astonished, "Why? William said it was an order from the CIA."

Tom, "First, there aren't many CIA operation teams dostically, and one of their operational requirents is not having any prominent physical features; as an assassination squad, they need more often to blend into crowds. You just said the gunman was 2 ters tall; I haven't heard of them having anyone like that before.

Second, most of the CIA operatives trained dostically co from the military. Even if a mission fails, at most they are captured, and a rescue operation follows. However, the assassin you encountered killed himself when he had no chance of escape. That's definitely not the style of the CIA operation teams."

This ti Jimmy truly was shocked. If these weren't CIA operation team mbers, then deriving earlier clues from the results had led completely astray.

Tom, "This type of person must be an assassin, and not a lone wolf type. There's definitely an organization behind him. He probably killed himself because if captured, he might endanger others or sothing else, doing it to protect other people."

Jimmy, "Will they continue then?"

Tom, "Yes, if indeed soone paid for the assignnt, this person's failure will just prompt them to send others."

Jimmy, "What should we do then? I can't stay here indefinitely, I've been here for a long ti, I need to go back."

Tom, "Yeah, you go back. I'll handle it."

Jimmy, "There's one more thing, the person who ordered it is called Watson. Do you recall that na?"

Tom, "Don't inquire about that person, don't investigate, he's a high-ranking CIA officer, any investigation into him could trigger a chain reaction. He's not soone you can handle."

Jimmy, "At least give so information. I can't keep being in the dark about this."

Tom, "Alright, his full na is Noah Watson, head of the Anti-Terrorism Bureau, currently at the New York Anti-Terrorism Bureau. Caucasian, elderly, with a thin face, wears glasses, reserved, the kind you would rember at a glance, has a strong presence, no public photos, I've only seen him in Langley, never have directly interacted with him."

Jimmy, "Does he have a lot of power?"

Tom, "Yes, a lot of power, even in Langley. So, don't provoke him, don't investigate, don't ntion his na on any communication devices. And, if this affair really was his arrangent, there might be other matters linked to him too, which I will handle. Make sure you stay out of it."

Jimmy, "I understand. Can I ask another question?"

Tom, "What kind of problems are you having?"

Jimmy, "In the initial data you gave , the signatory, Veronique Durand— who is she?"

Tom shook his head, "Originally, that docunt was supposed to be used for your insurance after my death, and I really hoped you would never need it. Well, since it's co to this, I'll tell you.

Veronique Durand, forr CIA Head of Intelligence at the Europe Station, later transferred to lead the Middle East Station, then the Asia Station. Your original identity was as the son of Veronique, while your nominal father is unknown—at least to .

Veronique had passed away in 1998 due to cancer.

Your data is highly classified, and ordinary people can't access it, rest assured, unless soone particularly queries your number, normally your identity wouldn't be revealed."

Jimmy, "That's not right, if she had already died, why did you still make take on her identity?"

Tom, "From the ti Veronique arranged for you to enter the CIA, I was the one leading you. She saved my life twice, and in a mortal situation, I would repay her.

After Veronique's death, I had originally planned to have the previous you leave the CIA, but when I was preparing to handle the docunts, I discovered soone had begun querying your file after Veronique's death, with a very high level of authorization; soone was keeping an eye on you.

I didn't dare continue to destroy the data, so I could only let you continue to bide your ti in training camp. However, there was a problem during your first mission.

Because of this accident, you had to take on this identity, after completing your training camp, the next task was to await activation, so no matter what job you did, it would be normal, and public records wouldn't show your employnt at the CIA.

Don't worry about the data; I used a special thod to modify it, the docunt data has been replaced, and I've also changed your biotric information, fingerprints, and DNA samples. Even if soone investigates, the results will be the sa, and you are now Jimmy Yang."

Jimmy suddenly felt that asking this question was sowhat redundant and only made him more confused. He thought for a mont, "Am I of Chinese descent or Japanese descent?"

Tom, "Hmm? Does it matter?"

Jimmy, "Yes, it makes a big difference."

Tom, "Veronica was stationed at the HK Consulate; she should be of Chinese descent, I guess."

Jimmy, "OK, I understand. Last question, what's your rank?"

Tom, "That's not sothing you should know. If there's nothing else, you should leave Little Rock as soon as possible. I'll arrange for soone to take over looking after Jas; this matter has to be dealt with, but it's more important upstairs than here."

Jimmy nodded, "I understand, then I'll leave tomorrow. How do I contact you if I need to find you later?"

Tom, "Wait for to contact you. Goodbye."

Tom put on his helt, mounted his motorcycle, and left first. Jimmy also got in his car and returned to the hotel.

The next day, Jimmy got up, packed up, then checked out of his room and drove to the county police station.

Cage had gone to work early, and the autopsy report had already been obtained. When Jimmy arrived, Cage was writing the case report, though most of it wasn't his work, but records still needed to be maintained.

This ti, the main force was Jimmy; Cage only needed to make a note, and the relevant data was with the FBI. The rest was not his concern, and thus a major case involving an attack on a director was concluded.

Jimmy greeted Cage, said his farewells, then handed the car keys to Amy for her to keep. Afterwards, he left the police station with a small bag, took a taxi to the airport, and returned to Dallas.