Chapter 648: You Do the First Year of Junior High School, I Will Do the Fifteenth (Part II)

At night, under a high-end apartment building in downtown Caracas, more than two dozen heavily armed military police officers rushed into the fourth floor at great speed, smashing the door with a breaking hammer, and stopped several CIA agents in the house who were trying to delete the data on the hard drive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

Unfortunately, though, they were noticeably slower.

The captain of the leader smashed the guy who tried to resist with the butt of his gun, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at the opponent's head, and warned sharply: "Be honest!

"Fake! You are violating human rights! I will sue you! I am an American citizen!" The man did not become honest at all because he was pointed at gunpoint, but shouted at the top of his voice.

Because he deliberately turned up the volume, the neighbors around him came out to figure out what was going on.

"Hmph! You know what you've done! Don't try to quibble! Why do you think we were able to find the door so accurately? And how did you evade the camera installed at the door? Let me tell you the truth! Tonight you are the fourth batch of CIA spies I have caught!" said the captain in charge of directing the arrest with a sneer.

Despite the black mask on his face, there was still a hint of sarcasm in his tone and eyes.

After years of anti-American propaganda by President Chávez, there is hardly a single person in the entire Venezuelan military and intelligence system who does not hate the United States, especially the CIA, which has successfully subverted the regimes of South American countries many times, and is the target of key hatred.

"Damn! there are traitors among us!" the man, who had been working in intelligence for many years, immediately realized what the problem was.

"It's good to know! Cooperate with me!Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" With that, the captain gestured to the team behind him.

The latter didn't say a word, and directly forcibly took all the electronic equipment and personnel in the house, including electronic equipment, and stuffed them into the armored car downstairs.

Seeing that the whole house had been completely emptied, he immediately said to the walkie-talkie: "Report! We have arrested six people! At the same time, a large number of electronic products and light weapons have been seized! The rat hunt has been a complete success! Now please call it up!"

"Very well! Bring them all back! I'd like to see what the Americans can do when this evidence is released!" quickly instructed the man on the other end of the intercom.

"Understood!"

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With the slight murmur of friction, everything calms down.

Lu Li, who maintained the image of Yax, curled the corners of his mouth and took the initiative to ask: "Dear Mr. President, how is it? It sounds like the operation is going well, doesn't it? Can you let the two gentlemen behind you put down their guns now?"

"Who are you, why are you doing this, and how did you break through the security measures to get into my office?" asked Venezuela's current president, Nicolas Maduro, taking a deep breath and glaring at two bloodshot eyes.

The country's deteriorating economy and law and order have exhausted the man, and coupled with the continuous external pressure of the last two days, he even feels that it will not be long before he will be ousted by a coup d'état, or directly intervened by external forces.

"Hehe, didn't I just introduce myself?

My name is Yax, a senior CIA spy, otherwise I wouldn't have known so much about the CIA's setup in Caracas.

As for why it's being done, isn't it obvious? For money, of course.

As long as you give me four million dollars, I am willing to stand in front of the media, like Edward Joseph Snowden, and openly accuse the United States of its conspiracy to subvert Venezuela's internal affairs.

Finally, it won't be difficult for a professionally trained agent to get into your office. ”

Lu Li smiled and spread his hands to explain.

Although he was being pointed at the head and heart with two guns at the moment, he did not feel nervous at all, but felt an unprecedented sense of excitement and accomplishment.

After all, there are very few people in the whole world who can make the CIA deflated, but after tonight, he will be one of them.

"Money? You just want money? Isn't there any other condition, such as political asylum?" Maduro asked cautiously.

In his opinion, the first thing that comes to mind for a person like this who betrays the CIA should be to ensure their own safety, and money is secondary.

Otherwise, with the character of the Americans, they will immediately take an assassination action, and their lives will be at risk, even if they have more money, what is the use.

"Hahahaha, Mr. President, are you so humorous, can you still grant me political asylum in the form of Venezuela right now?

All you need to do is get four million dollars in cash, and then you're ready to hold a press conference, and I'll take care of the rest myself.

Finally, considering the economic situation in Venezuela, if you really can't come up with cash, you can also pay with gemstones.

As far as I know, Venezuela used to be one of the top 10 diamond exporters in the world, especially along the border with Brazil, where some of the best colored diamonds were produced. ”

In order to make himself look more like a profit-hungry bastard, Lu Li deliberately glanced at the handicraft made of pure gold and inlaid with pink diamonds in front of his desk.

Maduro touched his slightly fat chin and considered the pros and cons repeatedly, and finally nodded without hesitation: "Okay!

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation!" Lu Li stood up and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand.

"Happy cooperation!" President Maduro took two steps forward and stretched out his right hand to shake it, then picked up the phone and began to make corresponding arrangements.

His purpose is very simple, that is, to use this incident to divert the attention of domestic contradictions on the one hand, and on the other hand, to exert pressure on the United States, which is on the verge of making a move, with the help of international public opinion.

About six hours later, in the early hours of the next morning, the Venezuelan government held a press conference on behalf of the state.

Maduro, who personally presided over the press conference, not only released the list of CIA spies arrested in the operation last night, but also released some of the deciphered contents of electronic devices, many of which supported the opposition's plan to overthrow the current government, which instantly detonated the attention of every reporter present.

"Mr. President, how do you prove that these people are CIA agents?" said an American female reporter, eager to jump out and question.

"It's easy! I have witnesses! Now I have Mr. Jax, a former CIA employee! I'm sure his answer will satisfy you!" Maduro made a gesture of please.

Lu Li, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately came to the center of the podium under the escort of two people, and said to the reporter in a sarcastic tone: "Madam, my name is Jax Chandler, I was born in New York, Louisiana, and I am a complete American citizen. The reason why I stand here today to accuse the CIA is not because I want to betray my motherland, but because I really can't bear the CIA's shameless acts of subverting the regimes of other countries year after year! They have violated the spirit of freedom, equality, and democracy in the United States!"