"Michelo Ark," Johnson laughed, "he's the world's most knowledgeable, documented, and alive sharpshooter who can hit 1,600 yards, and he's the one who took out Archbishop Desmond himself,

If I really can't help it, I'll have someone stay on a ranch in Virginia with Michelo Ark,

You let Deputy Chief Cynthia lead the team to arrest him, and the ranch will be ready with everything she needs, the motive for killing, the remote-controlled sniper rifle, all the evidence will be in the ranch,

Even if Cynthia ended up catching a dead man, she also solved the case of the assassination of Benjamin Arthur, and you think Ms. Cynthia will be taken a step up because of this."

"That's a good idea, but how can you guarantee that the man named Michelo Ark will die obediently".

"Rest assured, Mr. Counselor, the whole Michelo family is under my control, and if I hadn't pulled him out of the rubble, he would have died long ago."

"Very well, Colonel, looking forward to your good news, bye-bye" Charles Mein smiled with satisfaction.

"Bye-bye, volunteer", Johnson looked at Charles Meen who was slowly walking away, and couldn't help laughing a few times in his heart, if it weren't for your idiot son, Robert Meen would have gone to Ethiopia on a whim,

Personally persuaded those natives to move, and finally told those natives their identities without listening to the advice, and was taken hostage and locked up, do we need to rescue people in such a hurry, and immediately clean up the entire village?

And Charles Meen said to the middle-aged man beside him with an expressionless face, "Help me contact the hands to find out the people who saved Robert in the first place, and then kill them secretly."

"Understood", the middle-aged man nodded, hesitated for a moment before saying, "What about Colonel Johnson?"

Charles Meen looked down at the road and said expressionlessly, "Did the people sent to Johnson's side find the place where he hid the evidence?"

"I haven't sent any news back for the time being," the middle-aged man thought for a while, "Boss, we have been looking for so many years without results, and I suspect that the place where he hid evidence is not in the United States at all."

"It's not in the United States, where is it?"

"It's probably in Africa, and in recent years, Johnson has been going to his family cemetery in Africa almost every six months to pay respects to his wife and children, maybe we can go there and look for it."

"Well, whether it is or not, Johnson knows too much, and if my son Robert wants to run for the general barrel in the future, the news that he has been captured must not be spread."

"Understand, sir, I'm going to find someone to clean up those hidden dangers, and then I'll tell someone to go to Africa."

"Well, the action must be hidden, and the team that rescued Robert in the first place should not know who was being rescued, so they would rather be slow and get the attention of others", Charles Mein cautiously ordered.

"Understood, sir".

And everything Charles Meen said was immediately reported to William, who was far away in Brazil, on Sunday.

William had been in Rio de Janeiro for several days, and was lying on the Riva 50t yacht with Ambrosio in his arms, trying to do something he loved, when he was interrupted by Sunday before he could start.

This made William very unhappy, so he had no choice but to let go of the hand holding Ambrosio, walked to the yacht railing and listened to the detailed report of the past few days,

After hearing this, William asked in surprise, "Did Robert Mein jump out of that pimple?"

"Forget it, leave this kind of thing to Benjamin Arthur to worry about, I believe that this Mr. Robert Meen will soon know how powerful the Arthur family is, can he find out the list of people who saved Robert in the first place?"

"Please wait, SIR," after a few minutes, Sunday reported, "SIR, I need authorization, this '96 data needs to be hacked into C1A's special data room."

"OK, don't let people find out about the old rules".

Ten minutes later, Sunday reported, "SIR, there are eleven people on this list, and there must be one person you know very well."

"Who?" William wondered.

"Frank Moses".

"Frank Moses, isn't this another name for the church?"

Bowing his head and pondering for a moment, William soon knew what was going on, and just wanted to call to remind the church guy,

suddenly thought of the pollution-free, radiation-free red mercury portable nuclear egg in the second part of the Red Flame Battlefield,

MD, you can't just remind him like this, lest the nuclear egg fly in his hand.

If that pit egg is in his own hands, find a deserted place for Sunday to parse, maybe he can copy it,

Then he will really save his life, "Send a spider robot to keep an eye on the church 24 hours a day, and from today onwards, whenever the church is attacked, remind me, and save him immediately if there is danger."

"Understood, SIR, the task is accepted, the spider robot will be staring at Mr. Church 24 hours a day".

"Well, tell Harry Hart of Kingsman to send someone to protect old Schwagger, and as long as Johnson's men appear in London, throw them into the black field and let them stay in it for the rest of their lives."

"Okay, SIR".

Now that he had the evidence in hand, William didn't have the heart to inkblot with Charles Mean and Johnson and others anymore and dial Benjamin Arthur's phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard Benjamin's unhappy voice, "God, it's only 6 o'clock in the morning, I hope you tell me good news, lest I be in a worse mood when I am forced by some people these days."

"Haha, all I can say is sorry, what I said should be a mixed bag for you, do you know the Charles-Miles of Montana?" William laughed.

Hearing William's mixed words, Benjamin Arthur couldn't help but be a little worried, "Of course, Charles Mean and his son Robert Meen are a counselor and a public member, how can a person like me not know the Mean family with two councillors."

"Hehe, how is your relationship, I heard that Charles's son Robert wants to run for the next general barrel, do you know about this?"

"Is there one?" Benjamin quickly understood what William meant, and squinted his eyes, "The last time I met Charles, I told me that he and Robert were both strong supporters of mine.

I hope that for the sake of the many years of friendship between the Minnes and the Arthurs, I would like to give Robert Mean some advice, lest he should not make a mistake that he should not have made because he had just been elected to the Righteous Fellowship, and had little experience."

"Then I want you to remind Mr. Robert that you have not yet come, lest you pass on your valuable experience to someone who almost made you go to God."

"You're not kidding? man".

"What do you say?" said William, grinning his eyes wide, "I don't know anyone from the Minnes, and I don't even know who Charles Mean is if I hadn't heard some extraordinary conversations."