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After dinner,

After Peter and Mary learned that they didn't have to go back, they went out to have fun again. .biqugev

Andrew and Du Wensen walked out of the hotel separately after discussing in the room for more than an hour.

Early the next morning, people were surprised to find that such a recruitment information was printed in the largest circulation recruitment newspaper in Washington.

"The FBI Special Operations Team is now recruiting 50 agents!"

"Qualification requirements include being a legal citizen of the United States, possessing a driver's license, being proficient in handling light weapons, obeying orders absolutely, and being between 2 and 6 years old."

"If you are interested, please bring your resume and come to the Marriott Hotel for an interview before 10 o'clock!"

Just a few dozen words made everyone who saw it excited.

Being able to become a mysterious FBI agent is what many people dream of. For a time, veterans, graduated college students, otakus and otakus who want to save the world, and all kinds of people are looking for excitement. I saw the greatest opportunity in life.

Wearing the most decent clothes and looking their best, with excitement, countless people came from all directions in the city to the Marriott Hotel.

At this time, Du Wensen, Andrew, and Peter were sitting in the room wearing brand new black suits and ties.

"Du, are you making too much noise like this? And I have no experience." Andrew was a little uneasy.

"Andrew, from now on you have to remember your lines and expressions. You are the leader of the FBI Special Operations Team. You have to keep a expressionless face with a hint of majesty at all times, and your tone has to be strong. If you don't To know how to do this, just imagine you are recruiting employees for your company,” reminds Du Wensen.

Peter beside him was fidgeting.

"Peter, control your trembling hands and feet. You are now our genius little agent. Your face should be raised slightly, your waist should be straight, and you should have a proud look on your face."

Peter tried his best to look at Andrew with a straight face as Du Wensen said.

"Uncle Andrew, are you proud of me now?"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Mary, who was wearing slim-fitting work clothes, walked in. Peter's eyes lit up.

Mary glared at Peter and asked, "Are you ready? There are already many applicants in the waiting hall. What should we do?"

"I'm ready!" Peter straightened his back and said.

"That's almost it!" Andrew said with a serious face.

Du Wensen tightened his tie, stood up and said.

"The action begins!"

The four people walked out of the room with neat and powerful steps. At this moment, they were agents of the FBI Special Operations Group.

At ten o'clock sharp, the waiting room that could accommodate hundreds of people was already overcrowded. When the entrance door was closed by Peter, everyone knew that the interview had begun.

Peter collected the resumes from everyone's hands and carried them into the interview hall. When he came back, Mary, who was sitting at the receptionist's seat, raised her head and shouted.

"Lucas Walker"

A black guy said excitedly: "Yes, sir!"

When he walked to the door of the interview hall, he straightened his clothes again and then opened the door of the interview hall nervously.

The entire interview hall covers thousands of square meters and is extremely empty, except for a simple table placed at the inner end.

Andrew and Du Wensen sat at the table, with serious expressions and piercing eyes.

Lucas was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. He walked carefully to the table, saw the chair next to him, and sat down consciously.

"Who asked you to sit down!" Andrew shouted.

"I'm sorry, sir!" Lucas stood up quickly and bowed to apologize.

Du Wensen uttered two words: "Get out!"

Lucas trembled and said in disbelief: "Why?"

Du Wensen waved his hand and said impatiently: "Get out!"

Andrew glanced aggrievedly, bowed again, and had no choice but to leave.

"Luke Jones"

"Didn't eat? Loud!"

"Jaden Clark"

"You are hesitant to speak. Are you stammering?"

"Tristan Lopez"

"you are too fat!"

"Name: Julia Evans, age 2, measurements 88, 57, 89"

Andrew's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "You can sit down!"

Du Wensen glanced at Andrew.

"Brody Campbell"

Andrew asked: "Why do you want to join our group!"

"I am a veteran of the First Army, but I still want to do my best for our country. There are too many people in this society that we need to protect, and there are too many evils that we need to eradicate. We still have many enemies to deal with, sir. Please allow me to join you!”

Du Wensen looked at the information in his hand: "Do you want to be a hero?"

"Yes! This is my lifelong dream." Brody was excited.

Du Wensen waved his hand: "Get out!"

"I'm Savannah Wilson and I want to serve my country!"

"Why do you think I should choose you?"

"Because I'm the best candidate!"

"I'm Brady Garcia, and I want to work with you to keep our country safe!"

"What else have you done before?"

"I'm a writer, sir, do you want me to tell the story I wrote?"

Everyone's interview almost ended in a few seconds or more than ten seconds, so it only took more than two hours for hundreds of people. When noon came, the interviews were finally over.

While everyone was nervously looking forward to it, Mary informed them that they would have dinner in the hotel at noon and the interview results would be announced at three o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, Du Wensen and Andrew were quickly screening people, but no one knew the conditions for their screening.

The time soon came to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the applicants were already waiting in the waiting room. They kept looking anxiously at the interview hall. Finally, Peter came out with an A4 paper filled with names written on one line and handed in the application form. Gave it to Mary.

Mary glanced at the excited crowd and said: "If your name is read, please enter the interview hall!"

"Brady Garcia"

"Julia Evans"

"Jaden Clark"

"Luke Jones"

"........."

After all fifty names were read out, the remaining people were unwilling to give in. They immediately started talking, and some dissatisfied people even shouted loudly: "You didn't choose me. This is your worst choice! I just didn't choose you." It’s the best!”

"Sorry! You can leave now! Thank you for participating!" Mary announced politely.

A moment later, in the interview hall, fifty successful candidates lined up in a neat square shape. They all looked at Du Wensen, Andrew, Peter, and Mary with excited eyes.