Alaska Gold Rush Diary

Chapter 138 Instructions from the CIA

Chapter 139 Instructions from the CIA

Zhou Xin was quite surprised to learn that Jackson's discovery was related to his work at the gold rush site.

When he took the gold that Jackson had hidden in the ruins, he was essentially accepting Jackson's request.

It seems that I don't need to put in any extra effort to do this.

After searching the CIA intelligence system based on Zhou Xin's description and confirming that he was not lying, Jackson gave him a friendly smile.

"Alright, our investigation is closed. You have not violated any federal laws."

Zhou Xin and Zhang Jianing both breathed a sigh of relief.

Jackson looked at Zhou Xin, a strange look flashing in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he turned to his colleague and said, "You can go out for a bit."

He then looked at Zhang Jianing: "May I speak with Mr. Zhou alone for a moment? Don't worry, it won't affect the outcome of our questioning."

Zhang Jianing looked at Zhou Xin with some confusion. After seeing the latter nod, she obediently walked out of the ward with Jackson's colleague.

Zhou Xin just happened to want to ask him about the woman in the black and white photo, and this gave him the opportunity.

For a moment, only the two of them remained in the room.

Zhou Xin didn't rush to speak; he wanted to see first what Jackson wanted to say to him alone.

Jackson seemed to choose his words carefully, and after a long while, he spoke: "Mr. Zhou, is your marksmanship truly entirely self-taught, and you've only been learning for less than a year?"

Zhou Xin nodded: "Originally, I was planning to find a coach, but after practicing for a while, I realized that it didn't seem necessary."

Jackson's face showed admiration: "It seems you truly are a shooting genius. I've practiced diligently for over a decade, and I can't guarantee I'm better than you!"

"You flatter me. It's probably just because I have more time and practice more frequently."

Zhou Xin didn't know if he was a shooting genius, but he at least believed that he worked very hard.

Jackson shook his head: "It's hard to reach your level of marksmanship just by practicing, let alone by learning it purely on your own without any guidance."

Zhou Xin chuckled awkwardly. Perhaps I really am a once-in-a-million genius.

"You didn't just talk to me alone to discuss my shooting talent, did you?"

Jackson smiled. "You are indeed a very capable person. It seems that my decision may have been the right one."

At this point, he looked directly at Zhou Xin and said earnestly, "Would you be interested in becoming an unofficial member of our CIA?"

"Unofficial staff?" Zhou Xin frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"So-called unofficial personnel are those who are recognized by the CIA in terms of identity, assist us in handling some matters, and collect some intelligence. In return, they can enjoy some of the privileges of CIA agents and receive the protection of the organization."

Of course, you are not bound by organizational rules and are free to do your own thing.

Zhou Xin understood; he meant that he wanted to become a CIA informant.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"First and foremost, of course, is the combat capability you demonstrated during the robbery a few days ago, as well as your ability to handle danger."

"Anything else?" Zhou Xin raised an eyebrow, knowing that this was definitely not the main reason.

Becoming an unofficial member of the CIA is like having a talisman, allowing you to seek protection from one of the world's most powerful organizations in times of crisis.

Such benefits will absolutely not fall into one's lap without a special reason.

Moreover, he knew that such benefits would inevitably come with the same dangers.

"From what you just said, I think you also know that the group of robbers last time were not simple people. They belonged to a very dangerous organization."

"That's right, I heard them say it's an organization called something like the Bloodthirst Gang."

"Indeed, the Bloodthirst Gang. We at the CIA have been keeping an eye on this organization for a long time."

Zhou Xin then realized that the CIA had come knocking on his door because they were after the Bloodthirst Gang.

"What kind of organization is this that has attracted the attention of your CIA?" Zhou Xin frowned.

"We don't know much about this organization either. We only know that their influence is spread throughout the United States and their businesses involve a variety of crimes such as drugs, human trafficking, and robbery."

Zhou Xin's heart skipped a beat; damn it, he had really gotten himself into a huge mess.

In other words, the Bloodthirst Gang is a massive underground organization in the United States that does the most heinous things.

If they set their sights on me, wouldn't I be doomed?

"How can you help me with your work?"

In this situation, becoming an unofficial member of the CIA would undoubtedly be much safer.

"It's simple. Just keep an eye on the movements of certain members of the Bloodthirst Gang and report back to us when appropriate."

"Are you sure they don't know I exist?" Zhou Xin asked the most crucial question.

He had killed all the robbers present at the time, meaning that apart from the surviving victims, no one else would know what happened at the scene.

"Don't worry, all the robbers at the scene are dead, and we've deleted all the surveillance footage from the restaurant. They're unlikely to trace it back to you."

"How can you guarantee they won't contact the survivors at the scene?"

This is America, after all. If the Bloodthirst Gang wants to investigate, they have a million ways to get the survivors who were there to talk.

"We have also removed all surveillance footage from the vicinity of the restaurant and deleted all records of people who were there at the time, including reservation information and phone numbers. They will not know who was there at the time."

At this point, Jackson frowned: "Except for one person."

Zhou Xin frowned as well: "It was Uncle Zhang. They were after him, and yet he survived."

If the Bloodthirsty Gang uses Zhang Qixian as a breakthrough point, the truth will no longer be concealed.

"That's right. There's no way to cover up the fact that Mr. Zhang went to the restaurant, because the Bloodthroat Gang knew about it beforehand." Jackson showed Zhou Xin an appreciative look.

"So what do you plan to do? If they coerce Uncle Zhang into talking, my identity will be exposed immediately, and I won't be able to help you anymore."

Jackson smiled and said, "You don't really need to worry about that, because Mr. Zhang is currently in China, which is a place that the Bloodthirst Gang doesn't want to get involved in."

Furthermore, we have contacted the Chinese peacekeeping forces and informed them of the incident. They will send people to secretly monitor and protect Mr. Zhang.

Believe me, with China's stringent security measures and comprehensive surveillance system, they simply cannot get close to Mr. Zhang.

Zhou Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was still very confident in the country's security situation.

But he immediately thought of another crucial issue.

"No, there's one more person. The Bloodthirst Gang can also identify him as someone present!"