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Because the F.B.I. blocked the news, the news program mentioned only the killing of a federal political axe official in his home, and nothing else. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are so many federal political axe officials that Harris could not have thought it was Rickel.

When Liu Wei and Zhou Yulong came to the door, Harris was arranging for his subordinates to pack the drugs they had just picked up to meet the huge market demand.

After handing over the four tons of marijuana in arrears, Harris got the money.

For him, money is a secondary issue. Because there are no proper channels for money laundering, and because they are not doing this to make money, Harris's underground vault is full of money.

The problem is that after handing over the second shipment, he doesn't have much old capital.

In the past, this was not a problem. Unfortunately, the army's cargo channels were cut off, Pedro died again, and Harris lost his main and even only source of goods.

In order to get more goods, Harris went to Mexico twice and bought several tons of cocaine and a dozen tons of marijuana.

With the lessons learned from last time, Harris did not take the air route, but sent his men to get the border security personnel to get the goods into the United States through customs.

It's a bit more costly, but it's safer.

It's better to buy a customs officer with a few million dollars than to throw away hundreds of millions of dollars worth of goods at once.

Of course, this transportation channel can only quench hunger and thirst.

Federal agents at the Drug Enforcement Administration are not dry food, and as long as the amount of drugs on the domestic market increases, they will strictly check the channels of inflow and sooner or later they will find the Southern California Customs.

Customs officials who have been imprisoned for their involvement in drug trafficking are definitely not a few!

In any case, Harris first has to solve the supply problem and stabilize the existing market. It's just that in the long run, he still has to hurry up and find a new home.

The cost of more Mexican drug lord cooperation is too great.

One is the high price, and the other is to fuel the arrogance of Mexican gangs.

Colombia is the more ideal place to produce drugs, at least the drug lords there will not compete with Harris, and the prices will be much lower.

To this end, Harris sent a capable subordinate to find a suitable home and establish a supply channel.

Originally, such an important matter should have been done by Harris himself, but there were more important things that he needed to do, so he did not go to Colombia.

The so-called more important thing is to hand over the "specimens" to the agents arranged by the CIA on schedule.

That's what Harris does.

Leaving the army because of the "prisoner abuse scandal" is nothing more than an excuse. The most direct evidence is that Harris has not been prosecuted for the massacre of civilians in Iraq. The price Harris paid was to continue to serve the CIA and help the CIA obtain "specimens."

The so-called "specimens" are homeless people and addicts who are in good health.

What does the CIA want these people to do, Harris doesn't know, his task is to gather these people and hand them over to the CIA agents who come to pick them up at regular intervals.

Harris knew that those guys were certainly not CIA agents, at least not ordinary agents.

Regardless, it's a relatively simple task.

There are homeless people and addicts everywhere in the United States, and even more so in big cities. Los Angeles is the second largest city in the United States after New York, and the entire Greater Los Angeles has a population of more than 20 million, at least 20,000 homeless people, and hundreds of thousands of addicts. These people live on the edge of the city, and no one cares about them except for churches and charities, let alone their lives or deaths.

Even churches and charities can't manage so many people.

Especially in recent years, the unemployment rate in the United States has risen sharply, the number of poor people has increased, and the number of homeless people who have come to try their luck in big cities has increased several times more than in the past.

The method of collecting "specimens" is simple: disguise themselves as rescue workers from charities, put homeless people in cars under the pretext of providing food, lodging, etc., and then send them to "rescue centers" in the suburbs, adding some ingredients to the food of these people so that they cannot leave.

As for the individual who wants to escape, it is better to deal with it.

The handover is also very simple, just add some medicine to the dinner of the selected homeless people who are in good physical fitness one night in advance, and drop them off on the bus that came to pick them up the next morning. Because there are many people coming and going in the "rescue center", no one will notice that there are dozens of homeless people missing.

It's simple, but you can't go wrong.

Harris has always been personally responsible for this matter, and has not been handed over to those subordinates recruited from the army, and even the person who manages the "rescue center" is provided by the CIA, which has little to do with Harris.

After dealing with the drug dispensing, Harris plans to go to the "rescue center".

It was at this time that Liu Wei came to the door.

"Mr. Liu, what kind of wind blew you here?" Harris was a little surprised, because it was only more than ten days since the last delivery, could it be that Liu Wei came to urge the goods again?

"Mr. Harris, can't you come and catch up with an old friend?"

Up!? Harris was even more puzzled, but he still invited Liu Wei into the study and asked his men to prepare tea.

By the time he walked to the sofa and turned to sit down, Liu Wei had already pulled out his pistol and aimed it at his head.

Harris was startled and sat down at the same time.

What does this guy want to do, black eats black? After this thought flashed through his mind, Harris steadied his breath and said, "Mr. Liu, you're not joking, are you?" ”

"What do you say?" Liu Wei also sat down.

Zhou Yulong stepped forward and searched for the "Desert Eagle" combat pistol from the holster under Harris's armpit, as well as the M36 revolver and the M9 military dagger hidden on the outside of his calf.

This guy is quite well prepared, full of special forces.

After searching for weapons, Zhou Yulong walked to the window, dialed a call, and then hung up.

"You...... What do you want to do? Harris broke out in a cold sweat because he knew that Liu Wei and Zhou Yulong were also special forces.

"Mr. Harris, you already know what we're up to." Liu Wei took out his cigar, "When you sent someone to follow us and planned to kill us in Colorado, you knew that we were not easy to provoke, so you asked us to cooperate." Unfortunately, you don't know the whole story. ”

At this time, Zhou Yulong walked to the door.

When Harris's men brought in the drinks, Zhou Yulong put the muzzle of his gun against him, let him into the study, took the plate where the drinks were placed, and then smashed the butt of a gun on the back of his neck.

This set of movements is clean and clean, without the slightest delay.

Harris gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Liu, just as I don't know you, you don't know me either. ”

"Really?"

Outside there was gunfire, very dense, dominated by rifle gunfire.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're working for Rickel, right?"

Harris was startled and looked at Liu Wei in disbelief.

"I also know that the drug dealer is just your disguised identity, and your drugs are all from Colombia, provided by a drug lord named Pedro, and then sent home by the Navy SEALs through the San Jose Air Force Base and by U.S. military transport planes, and the people on this line are all arranged by the CIA."

"You...... How do you know? ”

"Because I let the outside world know about it, and it was I who sent someone to Colombia to kill Pedro, and your Dede capable player ** Vic." Liu Wei smiled, pointed at Zhou Yulong, who was guarding the door, and said, "I can't see it, he is even more powerful than your subordinates." ”

Harris also glanced at Zhou Yulong, but he really couldn't see it.

"Of course, drug trafficking is only a means, not an end, because you are not short of money, you don't care about money, and you will never work for money."

"Now that you know it's Rickel supporting me, you should know ......"

"Of course I know, because Rickel was finished last night, and the TV station reported on it, but it didn't mention who the victim was."

Harris was taken aback again and said, "You killed Rickel?" ”

Liu Wei shook his head and said, "I don't have this opportunity, because there are more important things waiting for me to do." It's just that you have to know that no one is covering you now. ”

"In that case, why are you talking so much nonsense to me?"

"Because we're all the way, we've all played for the country and we've been serving the country, so I want you to die a little bit more peaceful."

Harris frowned, he was not afraid of death, and after becoming a Navy SEAL, he put life and death on the line.

"Do you know why Rickel wants you to do those things for him?"

Harris didn't speak, because he had realized that Liu Wei knew much more than he did.

"Or have you thought about what will happen to those homeless people who are handed over by you?"

"It's not something I need to think about."

"But you swore an oath to defend this country."

"Defending the country is not the same as protecting everyone, someone has to make sacrifices."

"It's not innocent, it's not innocent civilians."

Harris was silent because what Liu Wei said was not wrong.

"They are all innocent, but because of you, they were sent to [***] experiments. I can assure you that none of them will live long, and they will all die very miserably. ”

"You ......"

"Rickel took advantage of you, and you didn't know it." Liu Wei shook his head with a smile and said, "Although without you, Rickel would choose another person to do the same thing, but I believe that after you know the truth, even if you face a prison life, you will not be in the same league as the CIA." ”

"The truth ......" Harris looked at Liu Wei, wanting to say it but didn't say it.

"The truth is that the US authorities have been experimenting with living people, resulting in the disappearance of thousands of civilians, and you are an accomplice to these executioners."

Harris hung his head, and the arrogance he had begun was gone.

At this time, the gunfire dissipated.

Takeuchi Kotone came to the study with a few large backpacks and nodded at Liu Wei.

"Harris, do you have any last words to tell?"

Harris raised his head, glanced at Liu Wei, and said, "Their 'rescue center' in the suburbs will send a group of people away in the early hours of tomorrow morning." ”

"I know, and I sent someone over."

Harris was stunned for a moment and said, "Get them to a safe place, there is enough cash in the basement, and the key is in the Bible on the second floor of the bookshelf." ”

"You have to know that someone is going to replace you, and in a few months the tragedy will happen again."

Harris gritted his teeth and said, "There is a secret compartment under the third row of shelves on the left side of the vault, which contains all the materials of the people who have been handed over over the years. ”

"Are you a cultist?"

Harris glanced at Liu Wei, then shook his head with a smile.

"It's not too late to trust God, and let's pray for yying for yying." Liu Wei raised his pistol.

"People like us don't qualify for heaven."

With that, Harris raised his head and stared at the muzzle of the black hole.

"Hell is also a good place, at least not responsible for the killings."

Dropping this sentence, Liu Wei pulled the trigger.

(To be continued)