Seeing that they had arrived at their destination, Simmons put away his thoughts, opened the door, and got out of the car first.
It would take some time for the headquarters to investigate the suspicious vehicles and analyze the alien wreckage. It was better to complete the task in front of him first.
However, just as Simmons led his subordinates through the wall of shrubs outside and arrived at the courtyard, his gaze froze involuntarily.
A brand new red Porsche convertible sports car was quietly parked in front of the flat lawn, and this sports car was exactly the same as the one in the surveillance video Simmons just saw!
Although it was impossible to confirm that this car was the one that appeared in the surveillance video, Simmons' intuition told him that this was definitely not a coincidence!
"Surround this place! Don't let anyone escape! "
Simmons immediately ordered his men to spread out and control all the windows and doors that could be used to escape. He himself took a few people directly to the front door and rang the doorbell.
Soon, a slightly chubby middle-aged man opened the door with a puzzled expression.
"Ronald Witchty?"
After seeing the middle-aged man, Simmons asked with a straight face.
"It's Witchty! Who are you? "
The middle-aged man corrected him with a puzzled expression.
"We're from the government department, District 7!"
Simmons said as he flashed a silver badge similar to a police badge.
The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the badge. He couldn't help but blink.
"Never heard of it."
"Never in the future!"
Simmons said flatly, then stared into the middle-aged man's eyes and continued to ask.
"Your son is Archibald Witchty's great-grandson, right?"
"It's Witchty!"
The middle-aged man, Sam's father, Ronald Witchty, corrected him again unhappily, but it also indirectly admitted Simmons' question.
After confirming the identity of the target, Simmons didn't plan to waste any more time. He looked at Ronald, who was still blocking the door, leaned over, and asked coldly.
"Can I come in, sir?"
Although it was a question, Simmons obviously didn't intend to ask for permission. After he finished speaking, he directly led a few men in.
In the house, Sam's mother looked through the window at the group of men in black suits guarding the yard outside and shouted in a panic.
"Ronald, there are a lot of people outside!"
Ronald was also extremely puzzled by this sudden change. He immediately ignored Simmons' rudeness and asked with a frown.
"What the hell is going on?"
Simmons didn't answer his question. Instead, he pointed at the red sports car parked in front of the lawn and asked him.
"Whose Porsche is that outside?"
Ronald's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. When Sam told him that someone had traded a Porsche for his second-hand Chevrolet, he had his suspicions. However, after Sam swore and his classmate Miles testified, Ronald believed him for the time being. But now, it seemed that there was something wrong with this car!
However, it was too late to say anything now. In the face of Simmons' questioning, Ronald could only tell the truth.
"My son, Sam. Is there a problem?"
"Did he drive out tonight? When did he come back?"
Simmons's expression was still very serious.
"Uh, he went out in the evening and just came back. What happened?!"
Ronald's heart was extremely perturbed, fearing that Sam had done something illegal.
When Simmons heard his answer, he completely confirmed his previous guess. He couldn't help but be excited. Simmons finally answered his question this time.
"Your son is involved in a top-secret incident. We think this is related to national security!"
"National security?"
Ronald was a little confused.
It's just a sports car. How can it be related to national security?
While Simmons and Ronald were talking, a group of men in black suits were busy inside and outside the house, constantly probing around with an instrument.
At this moment, Sam heard the movement downstairs and walked down. When he saw the many men in black suits inside and outside the house, he couldn't help but shudder. He had a bad feeling.
Simmons's eyes lit up when he saw Sam, but he didn't talk nonsense with Ronald and greeted Sam directly.
"Boy, are you Sam?"
"Yes."
Although Sam was a little uneasy, he still pretended to be calm and replied.
"Where did you go tonight?"
While asking, Simmons's eyes were fixed on Sam.
"Uh, I went out for a drive."
Sam tried to make himself look natural, but how could he escape Simmons's vicious eyes?
"Went for a drive alone?"
Simmons asked step by step.
Sam's heart couldn't help but jump when he heard this. He naturally didn't want to involve Michela, so he immediately nodded and said without hesitation.
"Yes, just me!"
Simmons saw Sam's evasive eyes and easily saw that he was lying, but he didn't rush to expose him. Instead, he continued to ask.
"Then, did you see anything strange?"
"Strange things? Of course not, everything is normal! "
Sam pretended to be relaxed.
However, Simmons didn't believe a single word he said!
However, he didn't expect to get the answer he wanted on the spot. He was just testing Sam. Obviously, Sam was indeed hiding something!
Just as Sam was retreating under Simmons's gaze, Simmons' phone suddenly rang.
Simmons glanced at Sam, then took out his phone to check. Soon, a smile appeared on Simmons' face. He turned the phone around and showed the screen to Sam. Simmons said with a cold smile, "You're right, Sam.
"It seems that our little guy isn't telling the truth!"
Sam looked at the phone and saw that it was a surveillance camera at an intersection of him driving a Porsche sports car. In the passenger seat, Michela's face was clearly visible!
Although Sam was a little flustered, he still gritted his teeth and explained.
"We met on the road."
Simmons looked at Sam with a sneer and didn't say anything. Just based on this, it was indeed impossible to confirm that he had indeed come into contact with extraterrestrial creatures. However, they had a simpler way to confirm it.
Division7 had studied the Megatron for decades, so naturally, they had the corresponding detection methods.
Simmons reached out his hand and his subordinate immediately handed over a set of handheld detection devices.
This was a detection device that specialized in detecting radiation on Transformers. As long as there was contact with a Transformers, this device could detect it.
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