People often think that the results of investigations in special units are more accurate than those of the police - one point that is often bragged is, "If they want to, they even know how many times you peed in bed when you were a child"! However, it is impossible to know, because even the respondent did not know how many times he had wetted the bed when he was a child, and his parents would not have found a small notebook to memorize, so there is no data in the world that accurately describes this matter.

The fact is that it is often the police whose findings are more accurate because they lack privilege and are subject to oversight, and there is little benefit and high cost to tamper with reports.

But unlike departments like FIB and CAI, any report that is labeled "confidential" means that the reading population quickly shrinks to one percent. And the 1 percent need to read 200 percent of the report...... So they don't have the time or energy to thoroughly review and verify each report, and the content of the report itself is not credible.

This means that the cost of counterfeiting is quite low.

Therefore, the two investigation reports eventually turned into "the crash caused by the fatigue of the detectives" and "the robbers had infantry fire position support weapons (simply put, heavy machine guns), and our side swore to resist to the death".

What the? You say this is a shirk of responsibility? Inexistent! It's the courage to take responsibility!

*****

"Our agent, I'm sorry I can't name him, he's an ordinary patriot, just like you, just like me!" In terms of internal review, Hines said it so affectionately. "Before the mission, he had been working seventy-two hours straight! Beyond the physiological limits of human beings, the crash was not his fault. As for why? Because we don't have enough people, and our country is under great threat all the time!

Middle East, Korea, Russia, Flowers, Europe...... Our enemies are all over the world! In the end, he didn't hold on and died at work, for which I feel very heavy. But as the saying goes, no one knows our names, our deeds live forever, and we are not afraid to sacrifice us!

But, I mean yes! How many more such tragedies will be enough?! How many more young people will have to give their lives to awaken your conscience? I hereby sincerely appeal to all members of the committee, in such a world full of threats, at a time when the survival of the United States is in danger, please support FIB! We need to expand! Expand! and expansion! ”

"Wait a minute......," one of the councillors slapped the table, "in this country, one out of every 278 people serves the FIB!" You told me there was a shortage of manpower? And we are examining today the issue of helicopters! I repeat, again, it's a question of a special helicopter worth 210000000! ”

"But life is priceless! Two of our agents died for the country, four of them were seriously injured, and you even talked to me about helicopters! You're still not from the United States! "Hines showed his good card – political correctness.

FIB is playing a rake, and CAI is about the same.

The CAI chief lifted the crushed front of the car directly onto the conference stage - and made a meticulous contrast treatment to fix the debris exactly at the moment of the explosion, so as to prove how "tragic" the situation was at that time!

Then the commander of CAI touched the front of the car and gave a speech about "the robbers all use heavy machine guns, but we can only rely on 5mm bulletproof plates". Now the robbers' weapons are so brutal, but our equipment is stagnant, the situation is serious, this will not work, comrades......

It's easier to do here, and he won an order for 20,000 armored vehicles for a car company in one fell swoop.

.45 pistol bullets, you say? Thompson water gun? It doesn't exist - it's obviously an M2 heavy machine gun and an anti-tank missile of the "Tao" type!

……

In short, this matter has passed, and the distance between the investigation and the truth is 108,000 miles.

But sometimes the truth doesn't bring a penny of benefits, but the fake does...... I counted, Mack 7 million, Locke Taylor Martin 2 million, casualty compensation 470,000...... A total of $9.47 million in benefits!

Just sauce purple.

*****

Shen Yan quietly left halfway, and he had to explain to Lester about Thompson's quality...... This old gun broke after just one drum?! Can you people still make good things? It is estimated that Lester knew that he had to go crazy, and he spent a lot of money to buy this original with all the accessories, but he didn't use it.

That's faith!

Lao Mai continued to drive.

He drove for several hours before arriving at a manor-style villa outside Los Angeles and meeting its owner, Devan Weston. FIB would never have taken the CAI money from Mike himself, and that had to go through an intermediary, and Devan Weston played that role. However, this person is not the one who is controlled by the FIB, he should be considered a collaborator of the FIB...... Or just a collaborator of Hines.

Because he is super rich, don't look at Shen Yan's current market value of hundreds of millions, he and Lao Mai together are not as rich and powerful as this person.

Devan Weston owns private jets, has villas and countless homes, has a large number of cars, and has invested in a lot of companies. He was involved in a number of industries, with deep roots, and even several smuggling routes - no matter what country he was, he only had cash in his hand, and the bank was dead if he stuck his neck - and only those who owned many industries, hired a considerable number of workers, and tied their interests to the consortium could live a nourishing life.

What's more, this Devan Weston, tightly tied to the most rotten part of the country, likes to do evil...... 7 million is not worth mentioning to this person, and he let this money roll in his own industry can be turned into clean money and handed over to FIB, which has nothing to do with CAI's money for drug trafficking.

That's the kind of person Mike wants to meet.

When Lao Mai came here, he had to go through half a dozen bodyguards to ask and look at him, and after being allowed to walk in the manor for ten minutes to meet his master, the whole process was like meeting the king...... This kind of red fruit wealth flaunting will make 99% of the Chinese people feel envious from the bottom of their hearts.

Just like when Franklin envied Old Mai's big house, that was a normal reaction...... But Lao Mai won't. Unlike many ambitious people, Mike has climbed from the bottom to the present to be content, he has long felt that he has gained too much, and not being greedy is his strength.

*****

"Devan Weston", the rich man was playing a mobile game outside, and when he saw Lao Mai, he grinned and wanted to bump into him.

However, Lao Mai recognized this person - after their last raid on CAI to rob people, one of the people involved in the interrogation at that time was the one in front of him, and Devan Weston and FIB were even more involved than expected.

Therefore, Lao Mai did not want to deal with this person at all, "Yes, I remember you, part-time interrogator. Seeing that Defan had no intention of reaching out to pick up the kraft paper bag (he might be worried about being photographed and leaving evidence), Lao Mai casually threw the paper bag at Defan's feet and said sarcastically, "The broker's caution, ha." "Then I was going to leave.

But just as he turned to leave, Defan stopped him in high spirits. "Hey man, we're not done yet, I've got an errand for you here. How about stealing five of the top cars for me? I'll make you a fortune! Brothers. His attitude is like that of a rich man stopping in front of a beggar and asking, "Is garbage delicious?" I'll give you money, can you put on a show of eating garbage again? "Condescending, imperative.

Lao Mai didn't want to deal with this kind of person, and he didn't want to offend him, so he casually coped, "Sounds good, I can introduce someone to help you get it......" Anyway, there are many people who want to make this kind of money, and they don't care about anything else.

"No, no, no," Defan denied again and again, "I don't want anyone else, I just want you and your team to help me do this, I want the best." Although the top luxury car is what he wants, he prefers this feeling of being at the mercy of others.

"I don't care what you want! Soft-footed chicken! "I'll help you get the news out to those who are interested, and for anything else, don't bother me, Fake!" Old Mai turned around and wanted to leave again.

"Hi, hi~ man, what do you like? Tell me what you're interested in? "The more Lao Mai refuses, the more interested Defan becomes, anyway, there is nothing for rich people like them to play with." Do you like rugby? I invested in a team; Do you like stocks? I can invest in you; Everything has a quid pro quo, offer yours, OK? ”

"I just like to sit on the couch and watch old movies." Lao Mai is-for-tat.

Lao Tzu has no desires, what you say is bullshit to me!

However, Defan is very good at seeing the stitches, "Ah, what a hobby, how about this?" I can introduce you to Solomon Richard! ”

"Bullshit......" Lao Mai showed an incredulous and obviously heartwarming expression. Are you talking about that Solomon Richard? Veteran filmmaker? The one that made several super movies? I'm a huge fan of his! ”

"Yikes! That's him! He's retiring, and I'm going to help him with the financial management on the set or something...... Thing. How about this deal? "Defan showed a successful expression, anyone has a flaw, yes, anyone." I'll introduce you to him, and you personally help me make this deal, and we make a deal? ”

"Cheng-" Lao Mai seemed to be hesitating, but suddenly his tone changed, "Hand over a fart!" Falk Squid! ”

Mike simply put up a middle finger! Then turn around and leave! No matter who calls him this time, he will not look back...... As he walked, he picked up the phone and dialed it, loud enough for Defan and the others to hear it clearly. "Hey, Richard, I just heard a fool say he knows you well, and then I thought we've been in touch for a long time, are you okay?"

"Mike? Mike DeSanta? God, how could I forget you, my number one fan! Hi man, I've been in some trouble lately, can you do me a favor? ”

"Sure, but you know, business is business......"

Mike leaves the manor on the phone, leaving behind a group of people with hot faces.

Mike DeSanta is already a well-known producer in Hollywood.