I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1299: Strange things again and again
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South America, the new country ’s embassy in Ecuador.
Because of the time difference, it is still late at this moment.
Just after the meeting with the Colombian opposition representatives, Zhang Yaping, who had n’t had time to change his body suit, was pacing back and forth in the reception room, frequently looking up at the wall clock.
When he learned that someone was planning to murder himself, and was still the infamous CIA, he was shocked and angry.
Although this was not his first death threat, it was the first time he received a death threat from a third country during a diplomatic visit.
Finally tired, he walked to the sofa in the reception room and sat down.
Finger pressed his eyebrows, Zhang Yaping closed his eyes with a headache.
While combing through a mess of emotions, he suddenly whispered and opened his eyes with a confused look.
"Why me?"
It is impossible for the CIA to be unclear about the current political environment in the new country.
Although the new country pursues a universal suffrage system, everyone knows that without the support of Xinghuan Trading, he cannot win this election. Under the analysis of big data, Future Group can accurately push specific news to specific people.
Under such circumstances, even if everyone casts a satisfactory vote, the final result of this vote is also in line with the interests of Xinghuan Trading.
To put it bluntly, he is a puppet of Xinghuan Trading.
What's the use of assassinating a puppet? If he died in South America, the vice president would immediately be able to take over the overall situation of the new country. In addition to the mourning and anger of the people of the new country, his death did not even allow the ruined political situation to have a trace of chaos.
Does the CIA want to provoke the New American War?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yaping's expression is a little weird.
Under all conditions are met, the most likely answer that can be obtained by analysis is the most unlikely result.
At this moment, his assistant knocked on the door of the reception room and walked in quickly with the phone.
"Sir, it's a call from the presidential palace ..."
Zhang Yaping hurriedly asked the phone after grabbing the phone from his assistant.
"... What did he say!"
The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated and whispered.
"He said it will increase the security around you, so you do n’t have to worry."
How can you not worry!
Zhang Yaping swallowed and spit in a pale face.
"That is to say, the itinerary for visiting Colombia remains unchanged?"
"... This is it."
Hang up the phone.
One buttocks sat back on the sofa, Zhang Yaping looked at the phone in his hand with a wry smile, and threw it to the assistant who hurriedly caught it.
"Mr. President?" The assistant looked at him with some worry.
"Nothing," loosened the tie around the neck, Zhang Yaping waved to him, "Go do your favor."
"Yes."
The assistant nodded slightly respectfully and turned to leave the meeting room.
The meeting room has returned to its previous silence.
Facing the empty room, Zhang Yaping buried his nose between his palms, took a deep breath, and sighed with headache.
"... This is pushing me into the fire pit."
......
Early morning.
The suburb of Langley, at the junction of Washington, DC and Virginia, is currently in the CIA building during working hours, and it is as busy as ever.
Knocked on the door of the director ’s office, and a CIA agent in a suit walked in and walked in front of Henry Wilmot, who was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.
"What's the matter? My dear Mr. Baird?" Without looking away from the newspaper, he is watching the Henry of the Washington Post's latest report on the bipartisan election and said with a light tone.
Since Kerry lost the election, the Mr. Director has been completely idle.
He has made a mistake on the station team once. He does n’t want to make a second mistake. As long as Hillary Clinton is not elected by him, no matter who wins the election from Trump and Kennedy Jr., he will not fail. Stand offended in the middle.
As for the historical grudges of the Kennedy family and the CIA.
That ’s all about the older generation ...
"Well, tell me what happened to make you look so sad early in the morning?" Putting down the newspaper, I noticed the serious expression on my powerful staff, and the expression on Henry's face gradually became serious. .
"... our informants in Venezuela came to the news that a batch of Russian-made weapons had recently landed from the port of La Cruz and was suddenly disconnected from the van after being transported by truck to Venezuela." Two reports were put on the table Going up, Bel German spoke solemnly.
"Russian weapon? Venezuela?" After hearing this information, Henry froze slightly.
Does Russia have any core interests in South America? They haven't even solved the problems near them, and are they still thinking about South America that is tens of thousands of kilometers away from Moscow?
What an international joke, this is not in the 60s and 70s.
"Is it possible to trace the origin of this shipment?" Henry whispered after pondering for a moment.
"We are tracing where this shipment originated from. The latest development tracked is an import and export port located in Greece, but it is very likely that this shipment has never landed in Greece at all, just posted Put on a label with the official seal of the Greek customs. "
"It does n’t matter where you start, I hope it ’s not from Coro Island."
Cursed in a low voice, Henry glanced at another report on the table and put aside the question that he was temporarily unable to understand.
"Report the latest developments to me immediately. Also, keep an eye on Xinghuan Trading ’s recent overseas development ... This question is put aside first, and I noticed that there is a report."
"Yes," Baird nodded solemnly. "Another bad news. Just this morning we received the news. Agent Bradock, who was sent to Colombia last month, started in the early hours of yesterday. Lost contact. "
"Lost contact?" Henry Wilmot, director of the CIA, frowned. "Can you confirm his current security status?"
Baird shook his head.
"We didn't find any fighting in his residence, but when our people arrived, he was missing."
"There is no trace of fighting? How is this possible?" Henry wondered.
Henry Bradock agent Henry has heard that he, known as the CIA hound, has more than ten years of experience in investigative activities abroad. Let the director of the CIA have an impression of his name, it is conceivable that at least he is not a general.
Without any resistance, resolve an experienced senior CIA agent.
Even if 007 and Tom Cruise are possessed, it ’s impossible to be so easy?
"I also think this is quite strange. With the strength of Agent Braddock, it is impossible to be kidnapped without resistance." After a pause, Baird said ugly. "At present, we have contacted the Colombian police through the embassy to search for the whereabouts of Agent Braddock as a missing US citizen. But so far, we have not received any effective information from Colombia." /
"It ’s useless to count on the Colombian police, they ca n’t even solve their own problems." The brows turned into a ball. After a moment of contemplation, Henry looked at Baird and asked, "Agent Bradock before the disappearance. What is the task performed? "
"Track down a batch of drugs imported from Florida and a drug lord active in Colombia and Panama." Baird replied immediately.
Drug. Owl?
Henry was dumbfounded again.
If he was put together while following KGB agents or ghost agents, he could still be understood as justified.
However, there are drug lords, how can this kind of ability be possible?
What a **** today, how come strange things happen one after another?
Henry looked at the calendar in the corner of the table subconsciously, and the two groups of brows were tightly folded.
Damn it, it ’s not April Fool ’s Day today ...