Victor’s expression hardened when he noticed several people looking over. He said, "Let’s go, we’ll talk in the office."
"There’s nothing to see here, get back to work," Joseph Xiafei said with a raised eyebrow.
There are always those who enjoy watching the drama unfold.
Once inside the Governor’s office, the Head of the Drug Enforcement Department laid everything out, including the bribes from drug traffickers he had accepted.
"General, just shoot me and my son as well. My wife... Please pity her and let her remarry."
The office fell eerily silent.
Victor, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked at him displeased, and said, "Stand up, what good is crying? Since the Tijuana Cartel, we haven’t shed a tear; you’re pathetic."
Phillips Cameron hung his head low.
"I’m not harsh on my own brothers. Making mistakes isn’t scary, what’s scary is not having the courage to admit them. If you hadn’t come clean on your own and I had found out, I’d be executing you right now."
Victor took a couple of puffs, then suddenly asked, "Do you think there are many who take drug traffickers’ money?"
The other man hemmed and hawed, "Not a few. Many brothers have been through hardships."
A year and a half ago, he was a jail guard; a year and a half later, he became the head of the Drug Enforcement Department for millions of people, or the police station director. Who wouldn’t be swayed?
Only those who can suppress their true nature are rare.
"Drug trafficking is a death sentence. That’s the bottom line. You lead a team to find the traffickers who bribed you. I want to see how many people are corrupt!"
"Don’t let me down again."
Phillips Cameron clenched his teeth, nodded vigorously, and stormed out; he had to find those people and slaughter them!
His son?
I’m only 35, I can still have more children!
It’s not that he was heartless, he really wasn’t, but the General would have to be ruthless for him.
Sigh~
Victor exhaled a plume of smoke.
Truth be told, he didn’t feel much different.
Yanks, drug traffickers, as well as some other forces, would certainly try to cause trouble for you; everyone has greed.
Victor could only do his best to assign some key positions to those who redeemed points.
There are too many small administrative units like the village head, the head of small local towns, and small department directors; they still rely on people.
For the old guards, as long as they admit their faults themselves, Victor wouldn’t completely exterminate them. Of course, for people like Phillips Cameron, his position as the Head of the Drug Department was definitely gone; he could leave and become a dairy farm owner.
"Get George Smiley for me."
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Germany.
An apartment in Berlin.
Tape marked off a police line below.
Many people stood by watching the excitement.
A murder had taken place.
On the 7th floor, the air was thick with the smell of blood.
A few young people couldn’t bear it and rushed out to retch violently.
Berlin Police Department senior detective Jandi Matthews chewed his gum, observing the scene inside. Even for him, who was accustomed to big cases, this was a bit...
Intestines hung from a ceiling fan!
The heads of two men were chopped off and hung on a coat rack, with other body parts scattered in pieces all over.
"Have the victims’ identities been checked?" Jandi Matthews asked.
"They’re Israeli businessmen who entered the country."
His expression paused, "Israelis again?" He glanced at his colleague, "This makes it the fourth incident, doesn’t it?"
Was there a serial killer targeting them?
It didn’t seem likely.
His colleague nodded, "The fourth in a week."
As Jandi Matthews chewed on his gum thoughtfully, he heard a commotion outside. Turning his head, he saw three men walk in.
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Military personnel?
Jandi Matthews flipped it over, checked the steel seal in the lower right corner, nodded, and said, "How do you need us to cooperate?"
"You all can leave. We’ll take care of the inside."
"Let’s clear out!"
He waved his hand, leading the police out first.
After they had left, the three members of the Federation Military Intelligence Bureau began to search around.
"We’re not handling this?"
At the door, a policeman asked.
Jandi Matthews gave him a glance, "Why rush in to take the blame when someone else has got it? It’s not like you’re the one who died."
It made some sense.
"Do you know the first thing to do when you find an issue?"
"Solve the problem?"
Jandi Matthews shook his finger, "The first thing is to find an excuse to throw the troublesome problem to someone else. As long as I don’t take action, it’s not my fault."
"Let’s go, let’s go back for a meal!"
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