Thousands of miles in the sky, white clouds drifting.

As far as the eye can see, the heavens and the earth are desolate.

In his ears, there was a slight buzzing sound, and after looking at the scenery outside the porthole for a while, Ethan rubbed his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Noticing his movements, a shout rang out next to him.

"Hmm."

Ethan nodded, straightening the armchair.

"Come here."

Matt unscrewed a bottle of whiskey and poured three glasses onto the table: "Sandro and I just worked on the plan, you can see if there is anything that needs to be added." ”

The three of them, right on a private jet.

It's time to fly to Phoenix, the capital of Arizona, a city near the U.S.-Mexico border and a place where Mexican soloking is rampant.

"Say it."

Ethan sat down and picked up a glass of wine.

About their plans, they do not say anything, but the situation needs to be clarified.

He can help, but he has to know the situation.

Things can't be done in a mess, it's okay to help, if it's just to be a gunman, then it's not in his consideration.

"Fausto, the head of the prodity clique."

Matt took a sip of whiskey and tapped his fingers on the densely written notebook: "He's also the target of our business, this guy won't come out easily if he stays in Mexico." ”

"Very few people can find his residence, let alone his real whereabouts."

Looking at the name on it, Sandro gritted his teeth.

In order to avenge the killing of his family, he can give everything, including his own life.

Ethan shook out a few cigarettes, distributed them to the two of them, and lit the lighter: "So, we found his whereabouts first"

Flying by private jet, this is one of the benefits.

"That's right."

Ma nodded his head and pinched his knuckles: "I want to go further, Fausto's cousin Diaz is active in Phoenix, ostensibly a legitimate businessman, and there is nothing unusual about it." ”

"Actually, Diaz is an important figure in this pro-independence group."

"And he must know where Fausto is."

“OK。”

Ethan spread his hands: "So we grabbed Diaz directly and asked for the address." ”

"It's not."

Matt shook his head and gave an unexpected answer: "That will alarm the people in the back." ”

"We don't care about Diaz, we just mess with his business, and at the same time cut off his men, so that Diaz feels bad and flees back to Mexico."

"The money he left here needs to be shipped back to Mexico."

"When the time comes, you and Sandro go with the money, and when Diaz receives the money, they will keep him under control and let him take you to Fausto."

This remark made Ethan baffled.

What does it mean to go with the money, which makes him confused.

"That's right."

Sandro smiled: "This trafficking group has a special tunnel responsible for transporting goods. ”

"According to Matt's intelligence, there is a black police on the Mexican side that is controlled by the monopoly traffickers who are responsible for transporting these things, and a large amount of cash is shipped back to Mexico, and Diaz will definitely receive it personally."

"Wait a minute."

Ethan raised his hand and interrupted them, "I'll smooth your train of thought. ”

"That's where we are, creating some chaos and scaring Diaz back to Mexico, and he's definitely coming back through normal channels."

"But his money here needs to go back through the tunnel."

picked up the whiskey and took a sip: "For safety, there will be a Mexican black police officer who will be responsible for escorting the money at that time, the goods are very valuable, and Diaz will definitely receive it personally." ”

"We took the black police under control and asked him to take us to Diaz."

"Go through Diaz and find Fausto."

"In this way, there is no need to alarm Fausto in advance, and at the same time, this smuggling channel can be destroyed."

"That's right." Matt gave an appreciative thumbs up: "That's our plan, ostensibly to deal with Diaz, but actually to use him to find Fausto." ”

Fight the grass and scare the snake, and the darkness is Chencang.

It's really slippery, one ring after another.

Ethan also understood why he called himself and went to Mexico, which was not suitable for a large army.

When the time comes, it will definitely be hidden.

If it's just one or two people, to be honest, no one knows what's going to happen over there, and you have to have someone like yourself with Sandro along.

Matt wanted to avenge Sandro, but he couldn't watch him die.

This action plan can minimize the reaction time of the other party, but in the home of the boss of a monopoly group, how can there be twenty or thirty people to escort it, and the last step is not so easy.

In fact, Matt can still achieve the last purpose.

It is to help Sandro take revenge and destroy this Mexican independence cartel.

Ethan has not forgotten that the conflict between them started out over business robbery, and the deepest reason was that the interests of the CIA were damaged.

"Okay."

Flipping through the record book, Ethan frowned: "What about the authentic information?" ”

Such an important thing, there is no record on it.

"Hmm."

Matt coughed and said with some embarrassment: "We don't know about this yet, but don't worry, we already have a clue." ”

"Next, let's go talk to the FBI guys."

"Diaz made a big move here two days ago, he's being watched by the FBI guys, and I need to get the case over and not let things go wrong."

"I'm here and I need to find cover, just like last time, you know."

Rolling his eyes, Ethan drank the wine from his glass.

Speaking of which, I don't even know if the three days of leave I took are enough.

As for what Matt said, of course he understands.

On the surface, CIA personnel are not qualified to operate in the country.

The last time Phillips and himself went to Colombia, they needed to get help from the intelligence agency, and this time, Matt also needed to say hello to the FBI.

I don't bother to take care of these things.

Anyway, in the end, shoot and kill, don't think about it so much.

"That's right."

"I don't have any problem with your plan." Ethan thought of something and picked up the bottle: "Just a question, what is my identity?" ”

Medellín is one thing, and here it is another.

You can't tell people you're a Chicago cop, that's a joke.

"Like me, I'm an adviser to the Department of Defense."

Matt happily opened his backpack and took out a Ministry of Defense ID from inside: "If anyone wants to check, it will only lead your information to me." ”

"Don't worry, the level of secrecy is very high."

"Your information is guaranteed to be safe."

The adviser to the Ministry of Defense, who is also the identity cover of the jack-of-all-trades, Ethan took the ID card, on which was his avatar and name, and he didn't know when Matt got it.

It seems that the other party has been prepared for a long time.

"This thing."

Shaking off the evidence in his hand, he asked curiously, "Is it true?" ”

"I don't have any fake here."

A smile appeared on the corner of Matt's mouth, and he said meaningfully: "Also, I built a direct file for you in the Intelligence Bureau, and if you want to say that you are now a member of the CIA, this is no problem." ”

"Great."

Ethan's eyes lit up, revealing an excited look: "If I commit something in the future, I will directly report it to this Ministry of Defense adviser." ”

"When the time comes, the intelligence bureau will be found anyway, right?"

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm your subordinate?"

He bared his white teeth and smiled happily: "If there is something, you can help me cover up the past, right?" ”

"Huh?"

This series of words made Matt's face suddenly collapse.

It seems that he has done something stupid.

"Hahaha."

Sandro burst out laughing when he saw his expression change.

I wanted to catch the eagle, but I was pecked by the eagle.

Predictably, something very interesting will definitely happen in the future.

"Uh!!"

Looking at the document in Ethan's hand, Matt had an urge to take it back, think about it or forget it, things have to be done step by step, this bastard is simply slippery.

"As long as you don't make any terrorist attacks." He sighed and said helplessly, "I should be able to wipe your ass clean for you." ”

"Thank you, thank you so much." Ethan was overjoyed and stuffed this document into his pocket:

"Then you're welcome."

In his opinion, this identity is worth more than Sandro's five million dollars, and he didn't promise the other party anything anyway.

This matter is purely Matt's initiative to send it to the door.

On the surface, the CIA can only be external, but they also have a large number of people operating within the territory, which is a tacit secret.

It is only when it comes to such high-profile cases that these people will go to the FBI to talk about it.

When it comes to agents, many people are reluctant to provoke.

Now that I have this identity unexpectedly, it will be very convenient for me to do some things in the future.

"Buzz."

During the conversation, Matt's phone vibrate.

He immediately picked up his mobile phone, and after answering it for a while, his face became excited, and he whispered a few words, and then hung up the phone.

"Good news."

Matt looked at Sandro and scratched his gray beard: "The Mexican side has already negotiated, they have agreed to hand over Guillermo, and our plan can begin." ”

"Hmm."

Sandro nodded, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Please?"

Ethan spread his hands and wondered, "Who is Guillermo again?" ”

"Diaz's brother, he was caught by the Mexican police some time ago." Matt took the phone and quickly pressed his finger: "The extradition terms have been negotiated, our first step is to bring him back first." ”

"After that, you can ask him for the location of the tunnel."

It's no wonder he's so excited, the specific location of the tunnel is the top priority of this plan.

I can't find it, so I don't have to talk about it.

The extradition was negotiated, so Matt seemed excited.

Then the guy kept talking on the phone, arranging all kinds of things, and Ethan listened for a while before he and Sandro touched their glasses and watched the scenery outside the window.

Close to Mexico, a desert scene.

It gives a sense of grandeur and loneliness, and it is not until he arrives in Phoenix that Ethan feels like he has suddenly broken into civilized society.

The plane didn't stop here, but continued to move.

After leaving the city, it gradually declined.

Seeing the heavily guarded military base underneath, he had another layer of understanding of Matt's energy, and an ordinary CIA officer would never be able to do such a thing.

Of course, if it were an ordinary CIA, it would not have been possible to have the courage to swallow 50 million dollars.

It is even more impossible to control a Colombian lonely, just to be able to collect money for the CIA, his identity is very unusual.

However, there is an inexplicable tacit understanding between Ethan and Matt.

One doesn't ask, the other doesn't say.

Anyway, the true identity of the other party is a mystery.

White smoke came out of the tires of the plane, and it slowly stopped on the wide tarmac, and the cabin door was quickly opened by the crew.

"Let's go."

Matt hung up the phone and picked up his things: "I've already contacted the good people, go to the FBI here first, sit down, find someone to help write the report, and do it tomorrow morning." ”

This kind of thing, the other two people can't ask for.

One is revenge, and the other is that things are done as soon as possible and with peace of mind.

The so-called person who writes the report is to find a random FBI person to endorse their action, otherwise, there will be a little trouble in the future.

Ethan also picked up his backpack and walked briskly down the hatch.

As soon as your feet hit the ground, there was a hot and dry heat on your body, and the fierce sun scorched the tarmac.

Give yourself the feeling of being on the stove.

The three of them did not stop, and quickly walked towards a Saabban parked not far away.

"Fake."

As soon as he got into the car, Ethan cursed.

The car was like a steamer, and as soon as the butt sat down, it immediately bounced up.

"These damn GIs."

Matt also hurriedly turned on the air conditioner, jumped out of the car quickly, and cursed in his mouth: "Only muscles, not brains." ”

A few minutes later, Saaban roared out of the military base.

Matt drove with an indomitable drive.

In less than half an hour, Roar arrived at the FBI building in Phoenix, and at the entrance to the underground garage, Matt lowered the window of his car, and the three of them handed out the documents of the Defense Department adviser in unison.

Seeing the three big men biting into the ice cream, the security personnel were obviously stunned.

After some inspection, it was finally released.

Ethan took a bite of ice cream and put his papers away.

This thing, sure enough, there is nothing wrong.

The FBI can't find the slightest clue, it's really murder and arson, no, this is a necessary thing for charity.

"Go ahead."

The car stopped, and Sandro shook his head and said, "I'll wait for you here." ”

To put it bluntly, he also knows who he is.

Coming to this kind of place can be described as uncomfortable, let alone swaying up.

Matt didn't say anything about it.

Eating ice cream in three or two bites, Ethan pushed the car door, and just now on the plane, Matt said that the Diaz gang made a big news here two days ago, so he was also curious.

At least have a basic understanding of the people who are going to start.

"That's right."

As he walked towards the elevator door, Matt reminded in a low voice, "The matter that was discussed on the plane just now can only be known to the three of us." ”

"Here, we're here for Diaz."

"Don't worry."

Ethan bumped fists with him and walked into the elevator together.

As far as Matt does these things, that is, himself, if ordinary people know, their brains must be buzzing.

Thank you Brother Fuduoduo for your support, thank you!

(End of chapter)