Carlos Red's arrest does not mean that the war on drugs has seen the dawn of victory, on the contrary, it can only be regarded as a small episode in the middle, so the task force and PCs who returned to the camp quickly returned to their daily state after a simple celebration.

But in any case, this operation still aroused curiosity about them in the outside world, and correspondingly, they also had more inquiring eyes in their daily lives.

After the press conference, some media began to crouch outside Lampak Air Force Base, and these all-pervasive media friends couldn't wait to dig up all kinds of exciting news, such as what the all-masked task force was like.

For this reason, the gendarmes attached to the air base are not less offended, they have to drive jeeps away those well-meaning guys every day, and for the sake of the image of the army, they must not use any brutal means, they must be persuaded by good words.

And the Ministry of the Interior doesn't have much to say about its plans, after all, a force that doesn't know the details is far more deterrent than a media army, after all, you can't figure out their details.

However, some media found that the task force had nothing to dig up and began to look for information about the Shadow Company, and then they discovered something terrible.

Shepard did not make any cover up for those past deeds, of course, there was still the indispensable beautification, so all the crimes carried out by the Shadow Company for money and resources in the past became spontaneous and heroic resistance for the freedom of the locality, and their opponents, no matter who they were, were all tyrants, lone husbands, and thieves.

The military coup d'état in Comoros was to defend freedom, the civil war in Angola was to defend freedom, and the special military operation in Mozambique was to defend freedom.

As for exposing this matter, Shepard didn't have the slightest worry, but was still a little happy, after all, you have to be famous when you do business, and if you don't have fame, who knows which onion you are, these dug up information can even be regarded as soft advertisements in some aspects, which will make more possible Party A's father pay attention to him.

But also for the sake of marketing, Shepard didn't rush to find any media to be interviewed, this is the most off-the-beaten, there is really a row, that is, the media takes the initiative to interview you, and you still have to hold it, just like Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei interacted three times, you have to send each other away a few times first, and even if you do this, the other party even has to worry about whether you will be tired of their chatter.

And when you say that you can be interviewed in your busy schedule, the other party even has to thank you for your cooperation.

And just when Shepard, who was out foraging, was still considering accepting an appointment from that media, a short-haired woman with a height of about 1.6 meters was the first to find him.

God knows how the other party bypassed the doorman at the door of the restaurant and infiltrated this membership-only restaurant from the back kitchen, if it wasn't for the dutiful security guard who stopped the approaching woman, the other party might have directly touched Shepard's side.

"You can't go over!"

The tall Cameron is like a wall, directly blocking the opponent, and behind him, the other two security guards have put their hands on their waists, their guns are there, but if the other party shows a trace of attack intent, then, the next second will be bullets into a sieve.

"Mr. John Shepard, I don't mean anything malicious, I just wanted to thank you!"

The woman poked half of her head under Cameron's armpit and whispered.

"Thanks? I don't remember helping you, so I don't have to, I'm going to have lunch, please come back!"

Shepard's goodwill for the restaurant he was in for several days in a row because of the delicious food disappeared without a trace, after all, it was said that it was a membership-only restaurant, but an inexplicable woman ran in, if it weren't for the seafood risotto and Galician octopus in this restaurant were so delicious, he would have wanted to get up and leave immediately.

"It's about the Medellín Group, thank you very much, you're a nice guy!"

When the other party said this, Shepard suddenly became interested, after all, the Shadow Company was involved in the fight against the Medellin Group

No one has announced the specific news, but the other party knows the inside story, which is a bit interesting.

"Cameron!"

Shepard put down his knife and fork and motioned for his driver to give up half of his position.

"You know a lot?"

"Sort of!"

"Then there's no need to say anything, after all, we're not specifically kind enough to do this!"

Immediately, Shepard gave him a look, and Cameron, who was tall and tall, blocked the other party again, and then handed it over to the restaurant manager who came in a hurry.

The latter obviously knew the other party, so he could only keep apologizing to Shepard while letting the other party leave.

"We're sorry, but today we're giving you a free bottle of '64 Portus!"

"She's a regular customer of yours?"

"No!"

The manager shook his head with a wry smile.

"Ninell is a freelancer and always looks for material, and we're a members-only restaurant here, so you get the idea!"

"Then you're not going to blacklist her?"

"No, actually, Ninel is a very nice person, not only in character, but also in person, she is very upright, so please don't blame her!"

The manager seemed to be worried about Shepard's revenge, and hurriedly said good things about the other party, which made Shepard even more curious, after all, a freelance journalist with no backstage, how did she get inside information?

Therefore, the other party must have a very good backstage!

But now that the other party has left, Shepard can enjoy his lunch with peace of mind.

After he was full of wine and food, he wiped his mouth with satisfaction and prepared to go back to rest.

And just as the security guards surrounded him and walked towards the car, Ninell, who had left before, reappeared, but this time the other party was obviously dressed differently.

A slightly slim white shirt with a gray skirt and a slightly flamboyant light brown hair immediately caught Shepard's attention.

It couldn't be helped, after all, the shirt looked a little small, the buttons seemed to burst at any moment, and there were small freckles on the face.

Well, short hair, big breasts, freckles, this is really poignant!

"If it's a thank-you, then you don't have to, you've already thanked you before!"

"But I'd like to thank you one more time, okay?"

Ninell blinked.

"Alright then, let's get in the car!"