Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, he slowly crawled under some construction debris and hid.
...
"Excellent!"
McMahon was taken to the New York FBI branch.
The director met him directly and offered encouragement.
But honestly, McMahon was very angry.
Because he hadn't expected... is this how you support us?
But then again, let it go.
These guys have never been reliable.
But fortunately, he indeed completed the mission.
"So what's next..."
The true nature of this mission, many people weren't actually clear about it.
Or simply put, they themselves weren't clear about what they were looking for.
So, did the director know?
He didn't know either!
However, if McMahon takes out a small gadget.
A USB drive?!
You can believe that anyone would think!
This must be the thing they're looking for!
And the director was straightforward enough, immediately saying.
"Wait a second! Wait for someone!"
Huh?
Who?
McMahon didn't say anything, he could only wait quietly.
Soon, a figure appeared.
Yes, the reason for describing him this way is because he truly is someone of significance.
The current U.S. Attorney General.
Eric Holder!
Such a high-ranking official, of course, is a person of significance!
However, he indeed has some qualities.
Firstly, he is the first African American Attorney General of the United States.
He used to play basketball as a guard.
Thus, many people criticize him.
They say Guanhai chose him as someone to guard the back door for him.
A guard, after all.
Actually, on a basketball court, a guard is an organizer.
But anyway, they just criticized him that way.
And now, he really acts like someone guarding the back door.
"Give me this thing, and as for the rest... don't worry, Mr. McMahon, you are absolutely safe, and your future will be extraordinarily brilliant."
These words were more than enough.
The last sentence was even a promise.
Anyway, there was no longer any problem.
McMahon naturally handed over the item to this Attorney General.
And afterwards, he... is certainly going to be protected for a while.
After Holder got the item, he was very decisive.
He directly flew from New York to Washington.
Yes, just like that decisively.
All other work was pushed aside, just to do this one thing.
And inside this USB drive, it basically contained a massive 'dirty secret'!
That's right, absolutely massive, big enough.
It's an extension of the Apostle case!
Almost certain, this thing can take down that woman!
After victory... then Holder's own position would also be secure.
He couldn't help but be pleased.
You know, at this level, it was really exhausting.
Before taking office, his hair was all black, and now, it's already more white than black.
Everyone knows, Guanhai was the same.
Just now... finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Quite simply, what Holder needed to do now was hand this thing over to our President.
This... everyone take a look.
Yes, what's inside it really about?
We'll know when the time comes!
With the fastest speed, Holder arrived at the White House.
Of course, before this, the USB drive had already undergone a security check.
It's just a USB drive.
Not some other weird thing.
So, what's the content inside?
"Very good!"
This thing is powerful, Guanhai directly took Holder into the bunker.
Yes, only this security level could truly make him feel at ease.
Of course, there would indeed be some minor troubles.
But before this, Guanhai had already managed everything.
That is to say, today we conduct a drill.
Yes, that reason is enough.
After all, it won't take much time anyway.
Very quickly, the two were inside the bunker, and then Guanhai used his own computer.
Of course, he had to use his own, cannot use the White House's.
Guanhai, Holder, and a few trusted people from Guanhai's camp.
The Secretary of Defense, and Deputy Deng.
Everyone, let's take a look at this thing, what exactly is the content.
And so...
The screen finally lit up.
"I know you!"
This... what's going on?
Guanhai and the others were instantly dumbfounded.
Because what appeared before them was a person, standing on a podium, then speaking loudly.
Alright, that wasn't really the critical part, the critical part was the content of his tirade.
"You perverts! You trash who are into f*cking! I know you're friends of Apostle!..."
Swearing, it was really swearing.
Of course, the curses were extremely satisfying.
But these curses... indeed had something to do with the Apostle case.
Guanhai and the others listened and were... red-faced.
And after those curses, immediately...
"Is the United States still a great country today?
No!
Does the American dream still exist in the United States now?
NO!
Come, let's take a look! What is the United States really like!"
This person, while swearing, was also showing footage.
On the footage... of course, it was the United States.
Only these scenes were indeed proving his points.
The image quality is, of course, not great, but you can clearly see what's happening.
Robbery, murder, car chases… gang wars, and homeless people everywhere.
And those who love injecting.
And the young people blowing smoke.
And so on...
It's all the ugly side of the United States.
But these are all facts!
The poor image quality is because it's all recorded from surveillance cameras.
These are all footage that's been on the news.
They're all just stored in this USB drive now.
Then… this person continues.
"More than half of the people in this country believe in angels!
Hahaha…
As for the American Dream…
Nowadays, going to college means student loans!
When you look for a job, you need a car, right?
Car loans.
Then you need a house, right?
Ha… mortgage!
The key is, you have to pay taxes!
Is this the American Dream?
This is simply a nightmare!
An ordinary American is burdened with heavy debt from birth! Everyone is!
And they can't pay it off even in death!
What kind of f*cking dream is this!"
Hm… even Guanhai felt a bit tight.
After all, his student loans also bothered him quite a lot.
So, is all of this true?
Of course, it is indeed true!
But…
What kind of dirt is this then?
Until the end, this guy cursed with immense satisfaction.
And that's it.
It's just over.
A rant!
In this situation…
Guanhai and his most trusted few looked at each other.
Fooled!
...
Bang!
When the FBI agents came in.
Senior Agent McMahon was already dead.
Without the need for a forensic analysis, it was clear he died from a shot suicide.
Because half of his head was…
But, after all, he was an agent.
His phone quickly attracted attention.
The phone…
The chief arrived, then pressed the replay button.
Then they heard…
"Secretary of State's office, may I ask…"
F*ck!
Quickly hung up.
The chief knew he seemed to have stirred up some trouble.
Should he say something or not?
...
Actually, that initial 'dirt' was all fake.
In the manor, Zhou Mo Sen was sitting by the small river in the manor, fishing.
Whether or not there were fish remained unknown, but at least the equipment was quite nice.
He actually wasn't concerned about any fish.
His mind was replaying the entire plan.
In fact, there was only that list.
And that 'dirt' was originally manufactured by McMahon.
Of course, to make this 'dirt' seem real enough.
He needed Apostle's cooperation.
He would die, and he knew it himself.
But he had to leave some 'clues' behind.
Yes, he could die, he knew he definitely would die.
So, whether he was willing to leave these clues behind was something he needed to consider.
Looking now, this guy still made an interesting choice.
As for the 'dirt' content, that was recorded by Owen himself.
He cursed, and he cursed very heartily, very intensely.
But now…
Zhou Mo Sen heard footsteps, somewhat heavy.
"He's dead."
"..."
"He didn't commit suicide, so someone helped."
"..."
"Rest assured, he was actually quite happy."
"..."
"He had no requests from you."
The visitor was Esmeralda, who was no longer a blatant Latin American illegal immigrant.
Of course, she wore an eyepatch.
While she spoke, Zhou Mo Sen remained silent.
But now…
"Really none?" Zhou Mo Sen couldn't hold back.
He originally thought Owen was indeed unlikely to survive this incident.
But he should have some requests, right?
Or…
"Did he have nothing to say to me?"
"Also none."
Which made Zhou Mo Sen somewhat defenseless.
And Esmeralda finished, turned around to leave.
"What about you?"
"I have nothing either."
"Then…"
"Actually, we're not here for this United States."
"I understand."
Zhou Mo Sen said no more, and Esmeralda walked away.
Zhou Mo Sen looked back at the bobber ahead.
Unknowingly, tears streamed down.
