NIS Agents Tearing Up the Japanese Empire - Chapter 258



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NIS Agent Tears the Japanese Empire Episode 258

American Dream (6)

After regaining consciousness, Hoover went straight to the hospital for discharge, despite the doctor’s advice.

Even though his treatment was not yet complete, Hoover almost escaped from the hospital and returned to the front lines.

“Gentlemen.”

“… … .”

And when he returned to the investigation bureau with his left eye covered with a blindfold, all the agents of the investigation bureau were gathered in front of him.

“I won’t talk at length.”

Hoover took off his blindfold to reveal his eyes, which had turned completely white, and his face, which had turned a bright red in contrast.

Hoover’s appearance, which made anyone who saw him look like they would lose their spirit, was so vicious that it made even experienced agents shiver.

“That guy.”

There was no one here who didn’t know who Hoover was referring to.

I didn’t know the name of the guy Hoover was pointing at, or what he looked like, or even his skin color, but there was only one person in the investigation bureau who was currently referred to as “the guy.”

The terrorist who bombed Theodore Roosevelt’s tomb, killed Supreme Court Chief Justice William Howard Taft, and now ruined the FBI’s public execution of a criminal.

The commotion he caused had already left several people injured, and protests against the U.S. government and police were pouring in from all over the country.

But even though this man had stirred up so much controversy in America, the police and the FBI knew nothing about him.

“That damn bastard whose name, age, appearance… … I don’t even know his race or gender.”

“… … .”

yesterday.

Hoover’s only eye blazed with rage as he suffered a large burn on one side of his face from a trap he had set in his office.

“As of now, we are elevating that guy to top surveillance, suspending all ongoing programs, and mobilizing all investigative resources to catch him.”

“You are telling me to stop all programs… … .”

“Literally everyone.”

Hoover ordered the FBI to cease surveillance on all individuals currently under surveillance.

And he planned to invest all the investigative power he had acquired in that way into ‘that guy’.

“I’ll catch him somehow.”

“… … .”

The investigators were left dumbfounded at the sight of Hoover’s eyes wide open.

* * *

After Hoover’s breathtaking return ceremony, everyone gathered in small groups to think about what to do next.

“Sigh… … . I thought I was having a comfortable time… … .”

“It’s going to be a bloody storm for a while.”

“At times like these, instead of making a fuss and getting shot, you should just keep your head down and walk around quietly until the situation passes.”

“yes.”

Everyone gathered around and spent time chatting about various things while smoking a cigarette.

“By the way, that guy who planted a bomb in the director’s office, is he the same guy from last time?”

“That guy? Oh, Geronimo?”

“Geronimo? He died a long time ago.”

“Who said he was that guy? Let’s just give him that name. How long are we going to keep calling him that guy?”

“That too.”

Two agents who had been smoking in the lobby for a while knocked cigarette butts on the floor, and a cleaner nearby came running and cleaned them up.

The two agents stared blankly at the janitor cleaning up the cigarette butts on the floor, and only after he left did they continue talking.

“When Geronimo planted the bomb in the director’s room, he was disguised as a janitor?”

“That’s what they said.”

“Huh, I wonder how on earth he got into the investigation department.”

“A few days ago, a few of the maid’s clothes were stolen from the laundry room, but the manager there didn’t think it was a big deal and didn’t report it to the front desk.”

“Use it.”

-Smack, smack, smack.

The two agents stopped talking again as the janitor passed by, then looked at him closely.

Although he was a white janitor you could see anywhere, the two did not dispel their suspicions.

“hey!”

“yes?”

“Why do you keep hanging around here?”

“yes?”

“Why do you keep loitering around us? Are you trying to eavesdrop on our conversation?”

“Oh, no.”

“Or get out!”

They chased the cleaner away in a nervous manner.

The janitor, who had been working hard, was suddenly scolded and kicked out, which was very unfair.

The two agents who had chased away the cleaner continued their conversation.

“But where did the secretaries and bodyguards go, and why did they let the janitor go into the director’s office?”

“Oh, that? He said he left the room for a moment to check on the overflowing water caused by someone messing with the bathroom plumbing.”

“Wow… … Did Geronimo do that too?”

“I guess so.”

“You are so thorough.”

The two sighed without saying who would speak first.

“The security has been completely breached.”

“It’s a good thing the news didn’t leak out. If the police or the government had heard about this, they would have cut our budget.”

“It would be nice if the budget was cut, but half of them had to take off their clothes?”

“That’s true too.”

One of the two agents who were talking like that suddenly took out a photo from his pocket.

“Oh, right! Did you see this?”

“This is just a photo.”

“It’s not just a photo. Look closely.”

In the dark black and white photo, there was a half-burned note.

The agent, who had been looking at the photo for a while, asked the person who took the photo, saying that although the photo was good, the exact content was hard to see because the note was sooty.

“what’s this?”

“I found it in the director’s office.”

“… … ?”

The other agents looked at him as if to ask what the big deal was.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“No, if you think about it logically… … . It’s a memo that came from the director’s office.”

“yes.”

“Then I guess it’s correct to think that Director Hoover wrote this memo?”

“It would have been like that under normal circumstances.”

But this was no ordinary situation.

“Look at what’s written in the note.”

“It’s so burnt that it’s hard to see?”

“Look at the handwriting, not the content.”

“Why the handwriting?”

The agent examined the note in the photo with the magnifying glass he usually carried.

After looking at it for a while, he nodded as if he realized something.

“It definitely doesn’t look like the director’s handwriting.”

“Geronimo, it’s him for sure.”

“What is the basis?”

“Even when Director Hoover was kicking and struggling with his face on fire, he was holding this note tightly in his hand.”

“hmm.”

The agent examined the note again with the magnifying glass.

As the agent was looking at it for a while, a pattern drawn on the corner of the note caught his eye.

It was the symbol of the American Communist Party, a hammer and sickle on a gear background.

“Wow… … Communist Party?”

“Yes, the Communist Party.”

“Is Geronimo a communist?”

“I’m not sure. But it certainly seems like there’s some kind of connection between the two.”

“Hmm… … . I guess so.”

The agent, who had been looking at it for a while, put the magnifying glass away and asked him.

“Does anyone else know this?”

“No, this is the first time I’m telling you.”

“Really? I wonder why you’re giving me such high-level information?”

Suspicion appeared in the agent’s eyes.

But the agent who took out the photo smiled calmly and put the photo away in his bosom.

“It’s a kind of insurance.”

“insurance?”

As he said this, he stood up from his seat.

“I’m thinking of looking into the communists from now on, in case something happens to me.”

“What do you mean? How dangerous is it there?”

“Well… … I’ve just been feeling a bit strange lately.”

“It’s all a matter of feeling.”

“I wish that were true.”

He said so and smiled bitterly.

Then he waved and left.

That was the last time he was seen.

He was found dead in a dumpster in a back alley in New York a while later.

* * *

[Shock! Federal Agent Found Dead in New York… …!]

[Is America Safe?]

[To live or die! It is not my choice! Citizens tremble in fear!]

[Confusion is coming!]

Under normal circumstances, the death of an FBI agent would have been kept secret and would not have made it into the newspapers.

But in a time when safety is a major concern for people, a Federal Bureau of Investigation agent who is supposed to protect the safety of citizens was found dead on the street.

And he wasn’t just dead, his whole body was mangled.

Not only was there an identification card and a Federal Bureau of Investigation badge hanging over the body to confirm his identity, but… … there was even a picture of the Communist Party emblem hanging on his chest.

There was no way that reporters, who were desperate for scoops every day, would just let such a major incident pass.

Thanks to this, every newspaper was quick to mention this issue, and the eastern United States was in an uproar in an instant.

“The Communist Party killed the investigative agent?”

“What? Communists? These red bastards… …!”

“I knew it all along.”

“But I heard that it wasn’t the communists who did it, but the FBI’s own plan to suppress the Communists?”

“What? Are you a communist? Why do you support the Communist Party?”

“No, I just heard it too… … .”

“You red!”

Americans had already developed a considerable fear of communism, having seen the collapse of the great Russian Empire following the Russian Revolution and the subsequent blow of communism that had swept through the United States.

But when the Communist Party of the United States committed this act in this situation, the citizens of the United States were terrified.

“What on earth are the commies up to…?”

“Then weren’t the communists the ones who attacked Roosevelt’s tomb and killed Taft…?”

“The world is truly a cruel place… … .”

The fear of terrorism and communism was so intense that the U.S. stock market, which had been rising endlessly, stopped for a moment as soon as the article was published.

And while the citizens were terrified, someone took this opportunity to print out a special edition.

“Extra edition! Extra edition!”

“Extra edition?”

“This is a special edition of the Nevada New Vegas Times by Donnie Vermillion!”

“Where is that?”

Extra editions were distributed in major cities in the eastern United States, including New York, Washington, and Philadelphia.

[Urgent! Obtain the list of American politicians who are colluding with the Soviet Union by colluding with the American Communist Party!]

It was just a few lines of text on a scrap of paper with a provocative title that, to anyone who saw it, was worth nothing more than a flyer.

Naturally, people with some sense of thought in their heads scoffed at this extra edition.

“Who would see something like this… … .”

“Oh my. These days, just about anyone can run a newspaper.”

“We should not sanction newspapers like this.”

but.

Not everyone was like that.

“What?! American politicians colluding with the Soviet Union?!”

“Are the Reds trying to take over America?”

“Oh my… … . How can the world turn… … .”

The latter people showed great interest when they saw the title of this extra edition and were surprised by the contents written in it.

“There are thousands of communists in America… … ?”

“The communists have prepared weapons in their underground armories and are ready to rise up en masse… … ?!”

“Communists kill all white men and use women as child-bearing machines… … . What the… … !”

Anyone who saw it could tell that it was a deliberately provocative piece of content, but people who are usually interested in such phrases tend to believe it as if it were a secret.

“We must beat up the communists!”

“We must protect America!”

What’s a pain is that these people have such great initiative that they come out here and there and cause trouble.

Anti-communist militias began to sprout up all over the eastern United States, creating a new threat.

“Isn’t it fun?”

“You set the world on fire and think it’s fun.”

“Well, it hasn’t burned yet.”

“Killing a Federal Bureau of Investigation agent, misleading people with false information… … . You will really go to hell when you die.”

The doctor sighed.

“Oh, there’s something wrong, Doctor.”

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s true that I killed that agent, but I forgot to mention that I went undercover in the bureau after I killed him and checked out the situation.”

“… … .”