After listening to Fang Lang's words, Sirio Leitch also felt aggrieved, and he was not unclear about the position of Brazil in the minds of Americans. But as a self-respecting Brazilian, he is obviously unwilling to admit that he is a vassal of the Americans.

Therefore, of course, he is very dissatisfied with the Americans' ill-intentioned manipulation of Brazilian politics.

"Then are we directly preventing these prosecutors from participating in this study of the Americans in advance?"

After Fang Lang pondered for a while, he shook his head lightly and said:

"This is a conspiracy of the Americans, and we can't stop it. You know, we have a very close relationship with them right now.

What reason is there to refuse their invitation to study in the guise of improving the legal system in Brazil? ”

"Then we will monitor these prosecutors who participated in the study, find a way to collect evidence that they have been bribed by the Americans, and arrest them directly as soon as they return."

Seeing that Fang Lang rejected his first proposal, he immediately thought of a new method.

Fang Lang hadn't thought about this method, but after thinking about it carefully, he still shook his head and refused:

"Although this can also be solved, it can only solve this group of prosecutors who participated in the study, and it cannot completely solve this matter.

Moreover, it is easy to attract the attention of the Americans and make them aware that we are wary of them. If you don't get it right, it will also expose our hidden personnel in the CIA. ”

Hearing that this is not good, that is not good, Sirio Leitch was obviously a little anxious, his hands clenched into fists and smashed together, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Then find a way to prevent these prosecutors from having the investigative powers they want, and not give them the opportunity to enact relevant laws and regulations."

After hearing Sirio Leitch's idea, Fang Lang also thought about it seriously, this method is not impossible, but if you want to do this, you may be noticed by the Americans about their Fang family's attitude in this matter.

After all, with the influence of the United States in Brazil, they are the only ones who have the ability to prevent this law from passing.

And if their Fang family directly stands up and confronts the United States head-on, it is obviously not a wise move. After all, their Fang family is just a family, and the United States is a country, so if they confront each other head-on, it will make the United States concentrate its firepower on itself first.

This is likely to lead to huge losses to his industry in the United States, and what is even more unacceptable to Fang Lang is that it may make his early layout in Japan and South Korea fall short.

Therefore, he must not directly confront the United States, at least not on the bright side, and the United States will not be able to find out.

Fang Lang fell into a deep silence for a while, and his fingers tapped on the desk somewhat unconsciously. Seeing this, Sirio Leitch understood that this was Fang Lang thinking seriously, and he didn't dare to speak out, for fear of disrupting Fang Lang's train of thought.

He could only stand quietly in place, waiting for Fang Lang's thoughts, and after a long time, just when Celeo Leitch was standing a little sore in his legs, Fang Lang finally raised his head, beckoned to him, motioned for him to come over, and commanded in a low voice.

With Fang Lang's command, Sirio Leich's eyes became brighter and brighter, and only after Fang Lang finished giving his order did he salute seriously and turned to leave.

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Jacopo Bonnella is a biracial born in Salvador, Brazil, and his sun-colored skin makes him look very sunny. His father was the owner of a small workshop, and according to the life plan given to him by his father, he should inherit his father's small workshop.

After graduating from high school, he was admitted to the Faculty of Law of the University of São Paulo, Brazil, and originally planned to become a lawyer after graduation.

However, it happened that when he graduated, the Brazilian prosecutor's office went to their school to recruit, and he was directly recommended by the school to the Brazilian prosecutor's office because of his excellent studies.

He also lived up to his teacher's expectations, successfully passed the examination of the Public Prosecutor's Office, and after two years at the Public Prosecutor's Office in São Paulo, he was sent to the state of Pará as a probationary state prosecutor.

During the few years he worked in the state of Pará, he had a good reputation and did not have many negative reviews. In addition, during the crackdown after the passage of the anti-drug bill, he was the most resolute and thorough in the implementation of the anti-drug law, and cracked down on the drug trafficking organizations in Pará State.

No matter how many people asked him to raise his noble hand, they could not shake him. This quickly made him the youngest star prosecutor in the state of Pará

He is not yet 30 years old and had his first child with his wife last month.

In the past few days, when he gets off work every day, he hurries home to accompany his wife and newborn son. Because he is away from home for work, he and his wife's family are not around, so there is no one to take care of his wife, who has just given birth, and their newborn baby.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of money on his terms, so he hired a very professional nanny from the housekeeping company, although this nanny was not Chinese, but learned a set of confinement secrets from the Chinese that can prevent women from aging rapidly after giving birth.

This made the nanny very famous in the city of Belém, and Jacopo Bonnella also paid a high salary to hire her.

However, in Jacopo Bonnilla's opinion, it was all worth it, at least, he felt that the nanny was very professional and took care of the mother and the baby in every detail.

In the afternoon in Belém, a rain shower has just fallen, and the faint earthy smell in the air is silently telling everyone that the air has just been purified.

But at this time, Jacopo Bonnella was not in the mood to sigh at the freshness of the air, and he couldn't wait to rush home to accompany his precious son who had not seen him for a day.

But the showers made the road home a lot of mud, but fortunately, as a prosecutor, his work income is not low, and he just bought a Beetle car produced by Fangyuan Automobile through the Brazilian Development Bank in installments last year.

So he doesn't have to wade across dirt roads on his bicycle to get home. However, due to the showers, there are many puddles on the road, and the vehicles on the road do not dare to drive too fast, and the economy of Brazil has been very rapid in recent years.

Even the economy of Belém, the capital of Pará in the Amazon basin, has developed rapidly, and the number of vehicles on the road has increased significantly, whether it is a small car, a motorcycle, or a bicycle like him, the number has increased exponentially.

"These damn bureaucrats, when will they be able to repair this road properly."

Jacopo Bonnilla, who was squeezed by the traffic jam and slowed down, slapped himself on the steering wheel.

In fact, this is not to blame him for being angry, compared to Brazil's increasingly prosperous economic situation, the infrastructure in many places is indeed a little unable to keep up with the pace of development, if it were not for the establishment of a power station in the vicinity of Fangyuan Group last year, the capital of the state of Pará, Belém, would still face the dilemma of lack of electricity! Naturally, the development of the road did not keep up so quickly.

In fact, as a prosecutor, he also knows that this situation is not urgent, and the Belém government has long planned to build roads, but the conflict between governments at all levels is too much to affect efficiency.

He had heard that the government of the city of Natal was very efficient, and that all kinds of infrastructure were changing every day, and even after the visit of Mr. President, he could not help but praise and called on all cities to learn from Natal.

But everyone knows in their hearts that it is not easy to be like Natal. If it weren't for General Fang's strong sweep of the local underworld forces and moths in the government during the period of military management, how could the current Natal have its current achievements.

It is precisely because of this that he saw the huge negative impact of the underworld forces on the local development, which is why he joined forces with the Belém Police Department to deal with those drug dealers after the Legislative Council passed the harsh anti-drug bill.

Just as he was urging the car in front to move forward quickly, a motorcycle behind him slowly stopped beside him like a fish swimming through the gap between the cars.

With a slightly cold smile in his eyes, the rider of the motorcycle carefully looked at Jacopo Bonnilla, who was sticking his head out the window to check the road ahead.

Jacopo Bonnilla, who was looking impatient, also noticed the strange motorcyclist next to him, just as he was about to ask him what he was looking at.

The young rider put his hand under his ribs, pulled out a pistol, and put the muzzle of the gun to his forehead, which made him feel cold, and the whole world became silent, and there was nothing in his eyes but the gunman.

Without waiting for him to speak, he listened to the driver say slowly:

"Mr. Mora, let me say hello to you!"

As he spoke, he was about to pull the trigger, Jacob Bonnella felt that he was finished, only to hear a gunshot, and just when he thought he was dead, he saw the gunman on the motorcycle, who turned his head back in disbelief, and his body had slowly collapsed.

With the sound of this gunshot, the whole road was instantly chaotic, and the crowd blocked on both sides began to flee in a hurry, and the nearby motorcycles and bicycles ran directly to the roadbed on both sides of the road in a panic.

The owners of the cars have no way to escape, but can only choose to leave the car and flee for their lives. For a while, the already chaotic road became a pot of porridge, and from time to time people who were panicked fell to the ground, and they didn't even have time to check whether there was any injury on their hands, so they stumbled and ran into the distance again.

Fortunately, this chaos was escaped with Jacopo Bonnella as the center of the circle, and in less than twenty seconds, Jacopo Bonnilla's location was cleared out of a no-man's land with a diameter of about fifty or sixty meters.

For Mr. Mora in the gunman's mouth, Jacopo Bonnella is still very clear, it is the largest drug trafficking organization in Belém and even in the state of Pará, and the biggest target of the last anti-drug operation was this guy, but he didn't expect this guy to be lucky, his mother suddenly fell ill during the police operation, and he sent his mother to the hospital to see a doctor, and escaped the direct arrest of the police.

By the time the police found out that he was missing, he had already left his mother and disappeared. But his entire drug cartel was uprooted by the police.

I thought that this guy had gone into hiding and fled for his life, but I didn't expect him to come back to seek revenge on him.

But when the killer was about to make a move, he fell in front of him, which still made him dazed for a while, not understanding what was happening. At this time, his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of who would save his life at this time.

While he was still in a trance, two people in the rear had already searched for him with pistols in a standard fighting stance, and when the two came to the gunman, the muzzle of the gun was always aimed at the gunman who had fallen to the ground. One of them stepped forward and stepped on the gunman's hand holding the gun, and with a crush of his foot, he kicked the pistol three meters away.

After seeing the bullet entering from the gunman's right temple and the left temple, and the whole person was completely unresponsive, the other man raised the muzzle of the gun and looked around for other killers who might exist.

While looking for other possible killers, he didn't forget to glance at Jacob Bonnella, whose face was pale and trembling like chaff.

"Mr. Bonnyla, are you alright?"

At this time, Jacob Bonnella slowly came back to his senses, glanced around a little blankly, and saw two unknown people, who were holding weapons and looking around vigilantly, and he didn't know the identity of the other party.

But at least he could see that the other party had no ill will towards him, so he could only swallow his saliva a little dazedly:

"I ...... I'm fine! You...... ...... are you? ”

Hearing Jacob Bonnella's question, the man with the gun lifted his clothes, revealing the police badge hanging around his waist and said:

"We are policemen, and we were supposed to come to Mr. Bonnella on the orders of the chief to talk to Mr. Bonnella, but we didn't expect to encounter this incident.

Do you know this gunman? ”

Seeing the police badge on this person's waist, Jacopo Bonnella was slightly stunned, as a prosecutor, he is naturally very familiar with the Brazilian police system, and he is also very familiar with the police badge.

Just at a glance, he could see that this person's police badge was different, they were not ordinary policemen, but intelligence policemen who had only slowly appeared in recent years, because their scope of work was mainly aimed at counter-espionage operations, and they did not have much contact with prosecutors.

Therefore, he rarely interacted with these policemen, but he didn't expect that they would save him today.

However, no matter what kind of police officer the other party is, as long as the other party is indeed a law enforcement officer, his heart will be relaxed, and he will no longer have to worry about his personal safety for the time being.

"I don't know, but he said to me just as he was about to shoot, and Mr. Mora greeted me. He was supposed to be the gunman sent by the Mora drug cartel. ”

Hearing this, the two intelligence policemen glanced at each other, and the policeman who had just kicked the pistol of the gun, after confirming that there were no suspicious people around, inserted the gun back into the holster under his side, and then bent down to check the killer who had fallen to the ground.

It's a pity that this kind of killer, who is obviously hired by someone, does not have any obvious characteristics on his body, and he can't find too many useful clues other than the pistol in the opponent's hand.

Seeing this, he could only look up and shake his head at the other policeman who was talking to Jacopo Bonnella, and said:

"This guy is a professional killer, he is very clean, and he doesn't leave any useful clues at all."

When another policeman heard this, he also glanced around and confirmed that there were no other suspicious circumstances in the safety area before inserting the gun into his holster.

"Then wait for the nearby criminal police to come and deal with it, and we will make sure that Mr. Bonnyla is safe first."

Hearing this, the other party nodded.

(End of chapter)