Chapter 1219 Change of Plan
Unlike the FBI, which divides its administrative center and base into two places, the Hoover Building and Quantico, the CIA has only one headquarters, which is a place called Langley on the Potomac River at the junction of Washington, DC and Virginia.
Unlike the FBI, the CIA does not set up its main training base in Quantico, after all, most of their agents are not in the spotlight.
Moreover, compared with the FBI, their cooperation with the military is also closer, so CIA agents are generally scattered in various military bases for training.
As the headquarters of the CIA, although the security level of Langley is very high, it is not as exaggerated as shown in Hollywood blockbusters. After all, there are thousands of ordinary civilian staff who clock in here every day.
Of course, this refers only to the ordinary office area of the entire building. As for the secret archive room that Jack and the bald man are about to enter, that is another matter.
"This William Cooper, I know his instructor, Kodaisky, I trained him back then."
Noticing that the car had entered the underground parking lot of the building, Frank put away the files Jack brought and stuffed them into his briefcase, put on his hat and straightened his general uniform.
"Is it possible to pull William Cooper to our side?" Jack asked tentatively. He was also wearing a military uniform, with the rank of major, acting as the adjutant of the general.
Ivan, the old Russian, or the FSB behind him, was quite powerful. Not only did he get them two fake identities and provide a full set of passes, but he also prepared the contact lenses required for entering the elevator through the pupil verification.
Frank waited for Jack to park the car in a very stylish manner until he trotted to the other side of the Lincoln car and respectfully opened the door, then he got up and got out of the car, "Then I'll have to wait for a chance to talk to him."
After swiping his card to pass the security check, Jack, carrying a briefcase, followed Frank, who was familiar with the road, and entered an elevator in a rather inconspicuous location.
He put on his contact lenses smoothly, entered the password, and passed the pupil verification. Frank kept his thumb pressed on the P3 button leading to the third underground floor.
The LCD screen showing the number of floors jumped all the way from P1 to P3, and then jumped to B1 and B2.
The elevator ran for more than a minute before it showed B5. After the elevator door opened with a ding, a short passage behind it was revealed.
At the end of the passage was a seemingly very solid security door. There were no surveillance cameras or any particularly cool security equipment. There was only a simple password lock on the door.
"I thought the security measures in the secret archives would be very strict." Jack complained in a low voice.
Frank took off his hat to reveal his big bald head and scratched it. "This place has been forgotten for a long time. Now there are no more than 20 people in the entire CIA who know about this place."
"So the password here has never been changed?" Jack asked curiously.
"Of course not. The password is changed every six hours and cannot be cracked." Before he finished speaking, Frank kicked the wall next to the door lock.
The seemingly solid wall was actually hollow gypsum board. A big hole was broken directly by a kick. The big bald man reached in and fumbled for a while. With a click, the solid security door automatically popped open.
Behind the door was a small room separated by an iron fence as thick as a baby's arm. In the middle of the room sat a white old man who looked older than Joe Mason.
Hearing the door open, the white-haired old man frowned and looked up at the person who came. After noticing Frank's head still shining brightly under the dim light, his expression instantly turned into surprise.
The old man trembled and got up and walked around the desk, grabbing Frank's outstretched right hand, "Mr. Moses, it's been a long time."
"Henry, I need to see the files of the Guatemala operation." Frank said with a smile.
"Guatemala?" The white-haired old man was slightly stunned, as if he was thinking in his mind. After a moment, he smiled and nodded again, "Aha, I think I can help you."
So it's so simple? Jack said that he was enlightened. It is true that the most difficult thing to prevent is a thief at home.
The old archivist, who was already a centenarian, still had an amazing memory. After opening the archive room behind him, he found the information Frank needed in a cabinet in a short time.
"Since you retired, this place has completely changed." He handed the thick information bag to Frank while muttering, "Take it away directly. It's not safe for you to stay here for a long time."
"Are you sure that you won't get into trouble with someone if you do this?" Frank checked it briefly, and then looked at old Henry seriously after confirming it.
Old Henry spread his hands, pointed at himself and laughed, his long eyebrows trembling, "Why? Do they expect me to stop the famous Frank Moses? Or drive me out of Langley after I have seen so many secrets?"
The two laughed at the same time, and Old Henry seemed to suddenly think of something, "Oh, by the way, I have something else to tell you."
He watched Frank stuff the file into the briefcase handed to him by Jack, and continued, "Yesterday a stranger came to me and said he wanted to see your file. The name seems to be William Cooper."
"The one who is 6 feet 1 inch (185 cm) tall and has a stupid hairstyle?" Frank reached into the briefcase again, took out the file he saw on the way here, and showed the old man the photo on it.
"Ah, yes, it's him. The handsome young people don't look worse than the one behind you."
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Lao Henry squeezed his eyes towards Jack, who was his chin, and laughed with Frank again, then he reminded, "But I think you'd better not underestimate him. I saw the shadow of some people from him. "" "
Frank also looked at Jack along his eyes, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. He reached out and patted the old man's shoulder. "Thank you, Henry, you take care of it yourself."
"You too, Mr. Moses." Lao Henry smiled and held his hand again.
After the resignation of Frank and Lao Hengli, he turned to the official packet to Jack and said in a low voice, "The plan is changed."
Intersection
"I hope you can persuade William Copper to join us, not for you to find him trouble."
Although he planned a spare retreat in advance, Jack still did not want Frank to run to William Copper's office like the original plot to take him a meal.
Well, although this kind of thing is very cool, after all, the guy did not distinguish himself before, but it was too troublesome to have a branches or something outside.
"When did I say that I would be troubled by me?" Frank walked into the elevator, re -verified the pupil film, and pressed the elevator to the sixth floor.
"Ah? What do you mean?" Jack could not help but hold.