In the conference room of the Drug Enforcement Administration branch in Santiari.

Livira looked at the branch minister sitting opposite and said excitedly:

"Nine thousand dollars are deposited into this account every day for five consecutive years."

"I understand," the sub-chief nodded, "but it's not a crime, it's just a suspicion, and we don't have conclusive evidence." ”

"Isn't that proof?"

Livira grabbed the slip on the table and shook it vigorously.

"Not enough...... "The sub-minister shook his head.

Liviera rolled her eyes, let out a long breath, put down the slip, clasped her hands to her chest, stared at the branch minister, and said slowly:

"Then I think the IRS will consider these to be illegal."

"Well," the sub-chief sighed, "what do you want?" Or what do you want us to do? ”

"Capture Diaz, and then we can follow the vine and catch the guy behind him."

"Why do you think that?" The sub-minister smiled.

"That's what I've been trained to do."

"Oh, by the rules?"

"Yes, at least it looks like it's done by the rules."

"I see." The sub-chief nodded, "You know what? Last year, we prosecuted more drug cases than in the previous two years combined, but do you feel it in reality? Or have you heard of it? Are drugs decreasing? Do you think we're going to win? ”

"I ......," Liviela said with her head down, dejectedly, "no...... Sir. ”

She knew that what the sub-minister was telling was the truth.

The sub-minister spread his hands helplessly, and said:

"So, the top up sent an adviser like Matt to get involved, hoping to use his hand to stir up the situation, so that the criminals can react and make mistakes, so that we can have a real advantage in the drug war."

Livira nodded.

The sub-minister continued:

"As the situation became chaotic, they began to get nervous, they began to distrust their little brother, they began to distrust their allies, they began to transfer funds, they began to fight among themselves...... These starts will give us the opportunity to get started, and that's what people like Matt are involved for. ”

Livira looked at the branch chief and sighed, thinking of what Matt had done, she still had a feeling in her heart.

The sub-minister looked at Liviera and said in a deep tone:

"You know, these aren't the methods I came up with, I don't have the right to hire consultants, I can't authorize an interagency collaborative action plan, I can't have Delta go to Tijuana to pick up inmates, so, you know what I mean?"

"I understand."

Livira nodded hurriedly.

"These decisions and plans are made in that white palace, and the people who make the decisions are elected by the people one vote at a time, so if you feel that you have crossed the line even a little bit about your actions, about this operation, I tell you, you don't, because the boundaries have been moved."

Livira suddenly didn't know how to speak.

The sub-minister, shaking his head, asked:

"I said, do you understand?"

At this time, Livira finally reacted and hurriedly replied:

"Understood, sir!"

"Then continue to cooperate with Matt's actions."

"Yes, sir!"

……

……

San Diego, Navy San Diego Military Airport, a small passenger plane slowly lands on the runway.

The hatch opened, and Rorschach stepped out of the small airliner arranged by Matt, and behind him was Isabella, who slowly walked down the escalator to get off the plane, supported by a Delta GI.

At this point, she had a black hood on her head, noise-canceling headphones tucked into her ears, and she couldn't see or hear anything all the way.

Next to the passenger plane, there was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class that had been waiting here for a long time, and the Delta GI pushed Isabella into the back row, and Rorschach and the Delta GI also sat in the back row, sandwiching Isabella in the middle.

None of them spoke, and the driver silently started the sedan and drove along the runway towards the outside of the military airfield.

Isabella sat motionless next to Rorschach, and he could feel that Isabella was much calmer now than when she first got on the plane.

Rorschach glanced at the girl's petite body and shook her head slightly.

The Mercedes sedan drove up to the outskirts of San Diego, where there was a military safe house, where they would house Isabella.

When they arrived at the safe house, it was close to dusk, and Rorschach stepped out of the Mercedes car and looked around, there was only this bungalow (safe house) in the vicinity, which was very quiet.

Rorschach helped Isabella into the bungalow, sat down in the living room, and began to wait for the scheduled time.

Time passed slowly, and Isabella, who was sitting in her chair, shook her head unnaturally, and then she raised her arms that were being helped by both wrists, trying to remove the hood from her head.

Seeing this, Rorschach held her hand.

The moment Rorschach touched Isabella's fingers, she struck a spirit, apparently startled by Rorschach.

She hurriedly said:

"Please, please don't hurt me."

Rorschach didn't reply, just pressed her hands down.

"Please, what do you want from here? Money? My father will definitely give it to you, please, don't hurt me. ”

Rorschach looked at her, shrugged his shoulders, raised his wrist and glanced at the time, now, it was time to perform the second phase.

Rorschach stood up, then pulled Isabella out of her chair.

Isabella, who was suddenly pulled up, was shocked, and her body began to tremble.

"Please, don't hurt me, please! Please! ”

Rorschach beckoned to the resting Delta GIs, and the two of them carried Isabella to the house.

Passing through the living room, they went down the stairs to the basement, where there was a prison cell.

There was an agent of Mexican origin in front of the door of the cell, who handed Isabella to him and exited the basement.

When they were gone, the Mexican-American agent removed the hood from Isabella's head, removed the blindfold, and removed the noise-cancelling headphones.

Isabella opened her eyes and looked at the Mexican-American agent and shouted:

"Please, let me go, my father will give you whatever you want."

The Mexican-American agent looked at her coldly and said slowly, "There is a water pipe in it, drink it when you are thirsty." ”

With that, he pushed open the iron door of the cell and dragged Isabella inside.

With the sound of the door slamming shut.

Isabella threw herself in front of the iron door and cried out in tears:

"Please, let me go, let me go......"

Isabella banged desperately on the iron door, but no one would respond to her.

After crying for a long time, Isabella knelt weakly in front of the iron door, she slowly turned around, hugged her legs, and tears kept coming out of her eyes.

"Woo...... Can anyone save me...... Help me......"