1194 Unprecedented [This Chapter Is Written By: Qing Fo-Titled and Updated-8/?]
While Mr. Wycliffe was arranging the next few things, there was a knock on the door of the ward.
Both of them were slightly startled. If they were doctors, they would basically push the door open after knocking twice. They didn't care whether the patient needed privacy or not.
Moreover, there is a layer of frosted glass on the door panel, and the people outside are not wearing white doctor uniforms.
When the guard walked towards the door, it had already been pushed open, and three staff members who were clearly from the federal government came in.
The man walking at the front took out his ID and said, "FBI..." After circling the room, his eyes quickly landed on Mr. Wycliffe.
The butler stood between them and Mr. Wycliffe, "Sorry, Mr. Wycliffe is not feeling well and it is not suitable to see you now..."
The FBI agent smiled and said, "I suspect there is something wrong with your immigration procedures. If you don't cooperate with the investigation, according to regulations, you will be deported before 24:00 tonight..."
There is a high probability that they will be transported to the International Port and then left there to wait for the first departing passenger ship to leave the Federation after dawn.
Just one sentence is irresistible.
Mr. Wycliffe coughed twice, attracting people's attention. He looked at the housekeeper, "It's okay, I believe they won't take up too much of my time..." He looked at the three people, "I'm right. ?"
The leading detective smiled and walked in.
He looked around, and even in front of Mr. Wycliffe, he picked up the condition report on his bedside table and flipped through it.
The butler was about to say something, but was stopped by Mr. Wycliffe.
He knew that without a search warrant, these people could only stand here and ask questions. They were not qualified to look at anything in this room. This was the fairness of federal judicial procedures.
If you miss a little, you will miss nothing, but now Mr. Wycliffe doesn't know the purpose of these people. On other people's territory, showing toughness and then making appropriate concessions can give both parties room to relax.
"It looks like you are in really bad health...", the agent smiled and threw the report back on the bedside table.
He turned to Mr. Wycliffe, "Not long ago, a group of people attacked one of our stations, with the horrific consequences of four people being killed and fifteen injured."
"These people thought they could escape, but in the end they were arrested and they are still alive!" the detective gave a very sensitive keyword.
Being captured alive means that they can speak. Mr. Wycliffe frowned. He raised his hand to hold his chest. The feeling of heart palpitations broke out again. He closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head.
After three or four seconds, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head again.
He looked at his butler, "I need some water."
After two seconds, the housekeeper looked at the people in the room, turned and walked towards the door of the ward, "As you wish, sir."
Watching the butler leave, the detective continued, "There is a leading figure among them. He gave us a very interesting name when he confessed. Your name is Mr. Wycliffe."
Mr. Wycliffe shook his head. He sat back on the hospital bed. When he raised his head, he gave people a... very sharp feeling.
It's hard to describe, it looks like an old alpha wolf looking at you.
You can feel how tough he used to be, but now, in front of people, he is just an old man with serious heart disease.
"There is not only one person named Wycliffe in the world, and he has no direct evidence to accuse me. I have been framed." The old man's counterattack tone was not so strong.
It's not like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, with its fur jumping up and showing a "let me show you how powerful you are" look.
Simple, but powerful.
The detective smiled and looked around again, and his eyes finally returned to Mr. Wycliffe, "So I just came to take a look today. If we have direct evidence, the ones here are the soldiers."
He changed the topic, "If you have watched Mr. President's speech, you should understand that the dignity of the federal government cannot be provoked. Regardless of whether you are the mastermind of a terrorist attack or not, we must make you understand our determination."
"Whether you are a person, an organization, or a country, as long as you cross the red line, a bullet from the federal government will be shot into your head!"
Wycliffe looked at him first, "Is this a threat?"
"This is a kind reminder and a warning!"
The agent paused for a while, "We will ask you to cooperate with our investigation at any time. You should not leave the city for the time being, and you must be found by our people when we need to find you."
"Okay, that's all that needs to be said. I'm sorry to disturb your rest. Mr. Wycliffe, I wish you a good night!"
The three people quickly left the room and happened to meet the housekeeper who brought the water back.
The housekeeper took the initiative to step aside. He looked back at the three people's backs and returned to the room.
"Sir, do we need to leave?"
Mr. Wycliffe shook his head and took a sip of water from the water glass. "If I leave now, I will be in trouble. Besides, my body is not strong enough to support me leaving here in a short time."
"They won't do anything to me. Someone will speak for me."
At this time, burdened with hundreds of millions of debts, he became the person who was least likely to get into trouble in the eyes of others.
Anything can happen to anyone, but not him!
When the three people at the door arrived at the parking lot and entered the car, the leading man casually threw the FBI ID he had just shown into the passenger tool box of the car.
In addition to this ID, there were various other IDs and a gun.
The car quickly started and merged into traffic.
The person sitting in the passenger seat suddenly asked, "I don't quite understand why we need to remind him."
The drivers are not hiding, they all belong to the Security Committee, and there are actually many factions in the Security Committee.
Like the originalists, these people are people who have been passed down from generation to generation after the establishment of the original Security Committee. They do not favor a certain political position and maintain absolute neutrality.
Although he is not the most powerful among the Security Committee, he is the strongest.
Then there are people from the ruling party, the Conservative Party and the Progressive Party, who all have their own people on the Security Committee.
Just like the current Mr. President, he sent some people to important positions in the Security Committee on behalf of the Progressive Party.
After the President leaves office, many offices in the Security Council will be occupied by the President, that is, people from the ruling faction.
Can't the new president sort out the entire Security Council when he takes office?
Then in addition to some important positions that will be replaced, other people who were previously installed will be marginalized.
They will be the ones doing the dirty work and then wait for the next candidate of their own political affiliation to come to power and get some chance back.
The three people in the car belong to the Progressive Party camp, which can also be said to be the ruling camp. After all, the president belongs to the Progressive Party.
"It's not the time yet. He can't bring out his maximum value yet. This may be another transaction and has nothing to do with us."
"Just do what we need to do, and try to interfere as little as possible..."
The job was arranged by an operations director, and the operations director had a very good relationship with Mr. Trueman. He suspected that there was actually more inside story.
But as an executor, he doesn't need to know that much.
Actually...he guessed it right.
From the moment Mr. Wycliffe entered the country to Scarface's confession, he had been locked in.
When it came to what to do with the man, Mr. Trueman's advice was to let him go.
He doesn't have much value yet. He is just an international speculator, and there may be a hint of a violent group behind him, but he only has so much value.
Killing him now will not have much meaning or effect, so while reminding the other party to bring him psychological pressure, leaving him as a time bomb that can be activated at any time is in line with Mr. Trueman's views. .
When the federation needs to do something, but it is not easy to open up the situation, there is no more effective way than to discover and capture the mastermind of the terrorist attack and interrogate extremely important inside information.
Whoever is said to be a bad person is a bad person, even if he is not a bad person, he is also a bad person!
Soon these people came back to life, and then the news was sent to Mr. Trueman. He just glanced at it and burned the note.
This line was pressed temporarily.
He likes this feeling more and more, and it even seems to have inspired his collecting habit!
Put every useful and valuable thing neatly where he thinks it is appropriate.
When he needs something, he can easily choose a suitable one from these things and throw it out, and then solve all the problems!
A few days later, after consultation with experts, Mr. Wycliffe came to a very pessimistic result.
He is likely to die at any time now. His heart is "aging" at a very fast rate and losing vitality. He can only live with high medical maintenance costs.
No one wants to die, not even Mr. Wycliffe, who doesn't want to die either.
Actively raising money can only allow him to live longer in a relatively safe environment. The doctor's advice to him is to use drugs to maintain his current condition.
When the medicine is no longer effective, it is time to undergo surgery.
And the doctor also told him that if he waited until surgery was necessary, he would have to find a suitable heart and be ready for a transplant at any time.
That is to put someone else's heart into his chest!
He asked the doctor at the time what the success rate of such an operation was, but the doctor told him that it had about a 20% success rate in monkeys, mice and pigs, and that there was no precedent for it in humans.
Mr. Wycliffe may have been the first patient in the world to attempt a heart transplant!
But this is definitely not good news!