10-27 Langley Building and Colonel Miller

Demi is nineteen years old this year, is in the rebellious adolescence, her personality has both the unrestrained enthusiasm of her mother and the meticulous attention of her father, girls at this age love to daydream, Demi is no exception, the thrilling trip to Europe makes her feel like a heroine in a Hollywood movie, and the mysterious Oriental man Bruce has become a legend in her heart forever.

First impressions tend to influence people's thinking, in Demi's mind, Bruce is the embodiment of justice, and his father is the spokesman of the evil forces, of course, this has something to do with her childhood upheaval, lack of fatherly life, at this moment she feels that she has become a female spy lurking in the dark castle, for the suffering of black Africa, for the cause of justice and light, she must find out Richard's next plan.

But there are so many materials in the computer that I can't read them all for a while, but this is not difficult for Demi, she took out a large-capacity mobile hard disk, plugged in the cable, and packaged and downloaded all the files in Thorpe's computer.

While downloading the file, while shaking his head and listening to the music in the iphone4, suddenly Demi had an idea, thinking that Richard suddenly went to Washington, maybe there was some conspiracy, and he had the intention to make a phone call to find out the truth, and after thinking about it, he used another method.

The Apple phone has a function that can lock another phone for GPS positioning, and Demi's mobile phone can locate Richard's mobile phone, and she operated for a while to get Richard's current coordinates, which are located on the border between Washington, D.C. and Virginia, on the Potomac River.

Open Google Earth, enter the latitude and longitude coordinates, Demi froze, that's where the CIA is located, Richard is nothing more than a mining businessman, what to do there? The long-term influence of Hollywood movies made Demi quickly make a judgment that his father must have gone to find someone to deal with Bruce, and the cunning agents of the CIA are not good things.

At this time Richard. Thorpe was indeed in the CIA building, but his mobile phone was not with him, but in the guardhouse at the gate, because he was not allowed to carry communication tools and cameras when entering the CIA office area.

In a small reception room, Thorpe turned the coffee paper cup in his hand, a little apprehensive in his heart, after all, it was the first time he had dealt with the CIA, and God knows how many secrets these agents had in their possession.

Five minutes later, a tall, plain-clothes black man walked in, wearing a crisp suit, a snow-white shirt and a scarlet tie, and a small flag logo on the collar. Colonel Miller. ”

Thorpe shook his hand and said, "Hello Colonel, I'm Richard. Thorpe, CEO of Brayman Mining. ”

The colonel sat down and said: "I got involved in this matter after I received a call from the senator, according to the photos sent back by our satellite, General Kuba's troops have failed, and the mercenary colonel's army will enter the city tomorrow, by the way, he is Colonel Faulkner, we have met in South Africa." This man is very good at fighting, and General Kuba is not his opponent. ”

"Yes, Colonel, Faulkner is a man with a talent for war, but in fact I have lost control of him, so I would like to ask for your help."

Colonel Miller raised his eyebrows and said to the assistant behind him, "Go and pour two cups of coffee, Mr. Thorpe's coffee is cold." ”

The assistant turned and went out, and Colonel Miller spread his hands and said, "Okay sir, what can I do for you?" ”

"I think an elected regime is more in line with America's values and core interests," Thorpe said. ”

"I agree with you, but I beg your pardon that, as far as I know, there is no democratically elected government in Western Sadamoa."

"Yes, when His Highness Bobby dies and the foreign mercenaries are completely withdrawn from Western Sadamoa, then someone will organize a popular election." Thorpe said.

Colonel Miller glared at Thorpe for thirty seconds and said, "Well, I think I understand what you mean, His Highness Bobby must disappear from this world to be in the core interests of Brayman Mining, right?" ”

At this time, the assistant came in with two cups of coffee, and Thorpe took one and held it up and said, "Yes, Colonel, such a result is in the core interests of Brayman Mining, and it is also in the interests of the United States, and of course yours, isn't it?" ”

Colonel Miller laughed and patted Thorpe on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you to see a good thing." ”

The two walked down the long hallway, busy men and women walking by, the CIA's Langley building was always busy every day and night, Thorpe had a temporary pass on his chest, and he could enter and exit all the offices except the classified units.

Colonel Miller took him to a command room, where computers were connected to spy satellites in space and could see anything that was happening in any corner of the planet, and Thorpe himself used Google Earth, and it was the paid kind, accurate enough to see the model of the car and the dog in the garden, but it was pediatrics compared to the CIA's, and the resolution of the spy satellite could clearly see the text on the newspaper in the hand of the person.

Since the satellite was orbiting, all that was seen was a still photo of San Juan, and the operator showed Thorpe a top-down view of the city, as well as what was happening on the streets, and Thorpe noticed that many people had fled San Juan with their families, the docks and roads out of the city were crowded with people, and General Kouba's official residence was surrounded by sandbags and machine guns and mortars.

"It seems that General Kuba is not willing to fail." Colonel Miller sipped his cigar in his mouth.

Thorpe nodded: "No one will be willing to fail, even if there is a glimmer of hope, I must persevere, and I am afraid that this is especially true for Kuba, who is a soldier." ”

Miller said contemptuously, "I prefer to believe that Coopa insisted on staying in San Juan because no country was willing to accept his exile." ”

Thorpe laughed and said, "I admire Kuba more than Bobby, and sometimes it's easier to deal with a reckless man than with a gentleman." ”

Miller asked the operator to bring up a photo of outside San Juan, where His Highness Bobby's army had taken over the airport and could see high-morale soldiers and off-road military vehicles parked in a row, and Thorpe pointed to the screen and said, "Can you eliminate them?" ”

"In terms of our capabilities, of course, we can, but this is contrary to international law, and it is impossible for us to intervene in a country's civil war without the authorization of the United Nations and the order of the president." Miller said.

Thorpe said, "Of course there are other ways, and that's what the CIA does, right?"

Colonel Miller shrugged noncommittally, led Thorpe out of the control room, and the two discussed some details of the operation in detail, and finally finalized the plan, and when saying goodbye, the colonel warmly shook Thorpe's hand and said, "Say hello to the Senator for me, oh, and Sir Howard." ”

Thorpe was secretly surprised, the CIA is indeed not a vegetarian, nothing can escape their eyes, in fact, this matter is their own behind-the-scenes boss, Sir Howard of the Board of Directors of Leto contacted Colonel Miller through a senator in the United States, and Colonel Miller is not exactly a CIA person, his background is quite complex, can not be speculated by common sense, but it is certain that he is the kind of person who is beyond the shackles of laws and rules and only serves the powerful.

After leaving the CIA Langley Building, Thorpe got into his bulletproof Cadillac sedan and headed straight for New York, where he was in such a hurry to go back to meet an important person, a person who was important to his own future, and even the future of Leituo Mining.

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West Africa, West Sadamoa San Juan International Airport, a new Gulfstream G550 long-range business jet for the backward airport added a lot of color, the plane slowly taxied, the terminal in the terminal His Royal Highness Bobby through the glass window to see the price of tens of millions of dollars of private jet, involuntarily stood up, shouted: "Roll out the red carpet, send out the honor guard and military band!" ”

Little Arthur grinned on the side, His Royal Highness has been very good to him recently, basically hasn't touched him again, and sometimes rewards him with some valuable gadgets, although Little Arthur is not very old, but his mind is very smart, he knows that this is the treatment that Mr. Liu helped him obtain, and it is a secret that only belongs to the two of them.

His Royal Highness Bobby was most worried that these Chinese did not have sufficient funds, but the facts made him believe that the Chinese were far richer than the Americans, and they were kind-hearted, and Liu Ziguang and his team were obviously better partners than Thorpe and Brayman Mining.

The plane gradually stopped, a group of black people rushed over, busy rolling a dirty red carpet under the hatch, and then more than a dozen honor guards carrying rifles lined up, standing with guns, the trumpet and drum of the military band began to play, the cabin door was opened and put down, the first to come out was Liu Ziguang, and then Zhao Hui and Hu Qingsong, after seeing this scene, everyone exchanged glances and grinned.

His Royal Highness Bobby personally stepped forward to greet him, Chen Martin and Li Jianguo, as well as the ministers of the government-in-exile stepped forward to shake hands in turn, Xu Yukai, Wang Wenjun and others who walked in the back were all dumbfounded, and said that Brother Liu was too awesome, and he dared to take us abroad to visit, the black uncle in a beige hunting suit, I am afraid that it is either the president or the king.

Coming to the terminal office, Zhao Hui and Hu Qingsong, who were in suits and leather shoes, couldn't help but untie their ties and take off their suits, it was too hot here, and the air conditioner was broken again, only the ceiling fan slowly turned the paddles, fortunately, the refrigerator was good, and His Royal Highness's attendant served a cup of cold drinks for everyone to relieve the heat.

His Royal Highness Bobby said reservedly: "According to credible information, Kuba has gone into exile, and the rebels have proposed to me the day before yesterday terms of surrender, and after careful consideration, my cabinet and I have decided to agree to their conditions for the future of the country, and officially enter San Juan tomorrow, and my enthronement ceremony will be held this weekend, and I hope that everyone will be able to attend at that time." ”

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