Lin Johnson's car arrived at O'Hare Airport. According to the agreement on the phone, Mary Gret's people were waiting for him.↗,

Four or five agents wearing dark suits and tied ties immediately walked towards him, and the leader turned out to be a woman wearing sunglasses and a windbreaker.

"Mr. Lin, we're meeting again!" The woman in the windbreaker took off her sunglasses and said with a smile toward Lin Johnson.

Lin Johnson looked at the smiling woman in surprise, with a familiar face. He asked in confusion: "Ibeca?"

The woman who came was Ibeca. She used to be Lin Xiang's bodyguard and nanny. Later, she wanted to get close to Lin Johnson, but suddenly ran away when she was exposed. At this time, she actually appeared in front of him again!

Ibeca didn't have time to shake hands with Johnson Lin, Cadillac, who followed closely behind, stopped, and four white men in leather jackets got out of the car in a daze.

The man in the lead had short hair, wearing leather jacket and jeans. He walked to Lin Johnson, who had been isolated, looked at him, then stared at Ibeca and said loudly: "Who are you? We want to take this Chinese away!"

Ibeca looked at the man's hand that reached his back, and she took out a document and held it in front of the man with short hair and said, "Pussy, this person is protected by the US government, you can't take him away!"

The other men in suits instantly took out their pistols and pointed them at the leather jacket group. The three companions behind the jacket also took out their guns and confronted each other.

"Hey, we are the French police and we are performing official duties. This person must follow us!" The leading man said harshly. But he didn't dare to be too arrogant when he saw the other party's attitude, especially the person from the FBI opposite him.

Ibeca put away his ID and stared at the short-haired man and said, "Mc Raymond, belonging to the French Intelligence Agency, you do not have the right to enforce the law in the United States!"

McCremont was not surprised that Ibecca knew his name. He pointed at Johnson Lin angrily and said, "We suspect that this person was involved in assassinating a respected, Fortune 500 group chairman, and we must bring him back to France for trial!"

Ibeca shook his head and said, "No, no! He will not go to France, this is America! You suspect that he is involved in the assassination of Renault Chairman George Bay, but the US government did not approve your actions, so you want to hijack Mr. Lin to France without permission!"

Ibeca looked at the short-haired man and said, "Am I right? Mike Raymond, this is something the United States does not allow. Let me say again that you do not have the right to enforce the law on American land!"

McRamon looked at her in anger and stared at Lin Johnson again. He looked around at the squirting agent in front of him, as if weighing the chances of forcibly arresting people.

Looking at the other person's expression, Ibeca said: "I am here to protect Mr. Lin. You can't take him away. You'd better be calm and take your people away immediately. The United States does not welcome you, we will keep staring at you!

OK, I think we have no objection now, I warn you to let your guy drop your gun or I will deal with you as terrorists!”

Mike Raymond stared at Ibeca with his hands on his waist, then he raised his finger and pointed at Johnson Lin, and said fiercely: "I will catch you sooner or later. And the Lyon who ran to Africa, you all have to accept sanctions!"

Lin Qiangsheng narrowed his eyes. He was not scared, and he stared at him unwillingly and said fiercely: "What kind of assassination is not assassination? George Bay's death has nothing to do with me. You can go to Lyon! Also, your name is McCremont, right? You messed with me, go back and wait for my lawsuit. I will sue you for bankruptcy!"

Mike Raymond stared at Lin Johnson in anger. He suddenly shouted at his subordinates. The Frenchmen put away their guns and got into the car. Before leaving, McRaymond stared at Lin Johnson with fierce light in his eyes. It seemed that what he said just now really angered the Frenchman.

"Mr. Lin, you really shouldn't have said the last sentence!" Ibeca shook his head and said to Johnson Lin.

Lin Johnson glanced at her and said, "Thank you, Ibeca, where are we going now?"

Ibeca looked at the following table and said, "According to the instructions given to me, I want to take you to Virginia. We also want to know something!"

Lin Johnson snorted lightly, turned to the big guy on the side and said, "Billy, go back to the company, be careful on the way!"

The big guy Billy was already frightened by the situation just now. Seeing the boss being surrounded by a group of men in suits, although these seemed to protect the boss, he was still very scared and worried. He stared blankly at Lin Johnson, the men in suits and the beautiful sexy woman leaving.

"Boss, be careful too!" Billy said softly, nervously crossed his chest and waved his hand hard at Lin Johnson.

Lin Johnson changed his flight ticket to Virginia, and Ibeca and others were traveling with him. He didn't speak along the way and frowned.

Ibeca couldn't talk to him anything, so nearly three hours later the plane landed in McLean, Virginia.

On the way to Langley's CIA headquarters, Lin Johnson said to Ibeca: "I don't know your full name yet!"

Ibeca smiled and said, "You are finally willing to speak. I thought you would never pay attention to me again! My name is Ibeca Roland, hello Mr. Johnson Lin!"

Lin Johnson shook hands with Ibeca and asked with a smile: "Is this name real?"

Ibeca shook his head and asked jokingly, "What do you think?"

Lin Johnson asked, "Are you sent by Mary Gret to pick me up?"

Ibeca nodded and said, "Yes, Mary should have told you on the phone."

Lin Johnson frowned and said, "So, you were sent to me at the beginning?"

"The mission was indeed like this at that time. I was sent to approach you, but unfortunately I failed!" said Ibeca.

Lin Johnson nodded and said, "We won't talk about that matter, but what's going on now? You are obviously ia, but why do you say it to the French? What's going on?"

Ibeca was amused and shook his head and said, "Mr. Lin, we don't need to say that I am Agent I in the outside world for our work! I think you were misled by American videos. In fact, just telling you that 'I am Agent I' will require the signature and consent of many senior executives before I can reveal it to you!"

Then, Ibeca said to Lin Johnson: "I have its own core circle inside. In fact, it is impossible to reach anyone except for colleagues we already know! IA employees are also quite low-key and are the kind of people who are easy to integrate into the environment, so no one says everywhere, 'I am cool, I work at IA' which is very dangerous! Of course, it is easy to pretend to be a slut, isn't it?"

She smiled at Lin Johnson, pointed to his chest, and said with a teasing look: "So, I told you now that I am ia, that means I fully trust you, and you must trust me, us!"

Lin Johnson looked at Ibeca in surprise, nodded silently, and said, "Of course I trust you, you, otherwise I have been taken to France by that McCremont, which would be very troublesome!"

Ibeca shook his head seriously and said, "It's not just a trouble. If the French arrest you, it's very likely that you will be sentenced to life imprisonment. They will send you to prison first and then immediately trial. Even your lawyer won't have the chance to see you again!"
Chapter completed!