From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 300 The Situation of the Unlucky Ghost

  Choga, who returned to the hotel, took out the phone and yelled at Chris...

   "I was targeted by the Honor Society just one day after I came here, and then the FBI tracked me down again.

   Did you **** hire a newspaper?

  Can I **** trust you? "

  Chris on the other side of the phone asked weakly, "What's the matter?"

   Qiaojia scolded loudly: "You are the **** intelligence agent, you ask me what's wrong?

  I'm **** targeted and I'm holding a small pistol to defend myself.

   I need a legitimate PMC company right now, I don't feel safe without a **** long gun.

  Can you **** do it? "

   After scolding the inexplicable Chris with a swear word, Qiao Jia hung up the phone without even giving Chris time to explain.

  Looking at the 'Spurs' and Wagner with weird expressions on the side, Choga smiled and waved his hands and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm putting pressure on a partner.

  That guy has been in a comfortable environment for too long, and he always likes to brag to me, and he is obsessed with making money, and he always ignores what is most important to me.

  I have to remind him all the time that he is not as good as he boasted, otherwise this guy will become lazy. "

  Wagner stretched out his thumb to praise the behavior of the boss's PUA partner, and then said with a solemn expression: "Boss, we found the FBI's surveillance vehicle in the morning, and after a little testing, we know that they are trying to track you.

  I contacted an old colleague from the FBI, and he told me that the FBI has received important information that the 'Ndrangheta' will assassinate you in the United States.

  Recently, due to the rise in drug prices, the "Ndrangheta" shipped a large amount of drugs from Eastern Europe into the United States, not only making a lot of money, but also robbing some Mexicans of their share.

  The people of the FBI are very troublesome. They want to use you to attract people from the 'Ndrangheta'. "

   Qiaojia said with a displeased face: "I entered the country legally, and the FBI did not try to notify me or protect me after receiving the tip, but to use me to lure the **** of the 'Ndrangheta'...

   Is it legal for them to do this? "

   Wagner spread his hands and said: "It is illegal to knowingly commit a crime, but if it is just 'guessing', then what they did is legal."

   Qiaojia shook his head when he heard this, but he couldn't figure it out. The mouth grew on their faces, so guessing it wasn't just a matter of their words!

   Wagner saw that Choga seemed to understand a little bit, he said with a smile: "Actually, this is a good thing, with the assistance of the FBI, your safety will be more secure.

   And as long as you are willing to cooperate, then your so-called gun problem is easily solved.

  I can draft a waiver, attach a firearms catalog, and have the FBI sign and stamp it.

  They are at a loss now, and they must meet our requirements if they want to catch the tail of the Honor Society. "

Wagner glanced at the 'Spurs' with a slightly stern expression, and said with a smile: "To be honest, I feel that the Spurs are under a lot of pressure now. Their manpower is a bit too small, and you are all qualified. Soldiers, have a certain ability to protect themselves..."

  'Spurs' saw a trace of dissatisfaction on Dorian's face, he coughed lightly, and pulled Wagner, who was completely ignorant of Choga's strength. Said: "Change the subject, the boss and they are different from what you imagined."

  Chogara stopped Dorian, who was underestimated, and after thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't like this passive situation, it feels very bad to be treated as a minor character.

  We wait 24 hours, and if Chris has any brains, he will send me a list of military contracting companies that can be acquired.

  I'm the boss of a military contracting company. I don't understand the FBI's case-handling process and thinking, but based on what they do today, I can't trust them.

   I was fighting drug dealers in Afica, filled me and my brothers with a sense of honor, we were fighting demons, we did nothing wrong!

  I came to the United States because I was invited, so I will finish my work in an upright manner. "

  Wagner has never seen a military contractor like Choga. The 'sense of honor' does not exist for most mercenaries. Mercenaries who talk about affection are already the ceiling among mercenaries.

  Wagner didn't know if it was his own illusion, he felt a sense of course from Choga's attitude...

   It's that kind of feeling that I will only act according to my own will, and I will not deliberately accommodate anyone.

   This kind of situation is rare, but after thinking about it, Wagner realized that as a temporary boss, he really didn't care about the FBI's feelings.

  One of their people has a diplomatic passport, and the P·B military contracting company has no stains. Even the American military owes him favors. Now the boss comes here with the idea of ​​investing...

  FBI wants to deliberately target him, of course, but what is the reason?

   There is no justifiable reason. Even if the person who invited him is not mentioned, even the pressure from the American military will make the FBI uncomfortable.

  P·B has great influence around Central Africa, and the United States has several military bases in Central Africa. In order to protect their own interests, they also need reliable allies, because there is no aircraft carrier group there for a long time.

   Just because Choga saved the lives of a few Rangers in Niger, he beat up an FBI agent, and the FBI had to swallow it.

  When someone shouts 'good morning', you draw your gun, and you deserve it if you get beaten to death!

  Wagner thoroughly understood Choga's thoughts, he smiled and patted the 'Spurs' on the arm, and said: "Since the boss has spoken, then we will act according to the boss's ideas.

  As long as no one can figure out the rules of action, I believe we can deal with any danger. "

   While talking, Wagner looked at Choga and said with a smile: "But boss, I think we should communicate with the FBI, we are not enemies."

  After hearing this, Choga nodded and said, "Of course I am willing to contribute to the destruction of the 'Ndrangheta'!

  As for me, I like to do things in the open, and I am happy to cooperate with the FBI to fight crimes, but that doesn’t mean I can tolerate them making small moves behind my back.

  You go to talk to them and tell them what I mean, and it will save you former FBIs from having a hard time. "

  ...

  Manhattan Police Department…

  Detective Daniel of the Serious Crime Squad walked towards the interrogation room with a stack of documents and a cup of coffee.

Seeing his blonde partner Irene blocked in the middle of the aisle, Daniel drank the coffee in his hand in one gulp, then threw the empty cup into the trash can next to him, and said impatiently: "What are you doing? "

  Irene looked helplessly at Daniel, the famous New York police hob, and said, "Boss, the guy inside is the FBI. The higher-ups are calling, and someone will come and take him away soon."

  Daniel listened, and said with a strange face: "So the FBI can shoot innocent passers-by in Central Park early in the morning?"

  Irene was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Boss, why don't you wait for our chief to deal with it? You will..."

  Daniel frowned suddenly when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "This is our city, but now some people are messing around in our city.

  This morning's case, it is obvious that someone wants to divert our attention to that George Pass.

  The husband of the deceased clearly knew that his wife took money from others and then made trouble for others at the airport, but even if I caught him first, he was still unwilling to tell me who the people who paid were?

   Now the FBI is also targeting that George Paz. There are some things we don’t know about. I have a hunch that if we don’t figure it out, more innocent people will die. "

  Irene didn’t expect Daniel to do so much work in less than 6 hours. She said in surprise, “How did you find…”

  Daniel waved his hand and said: "A woman who is 7 feet tall makes a deep impression wherever she goes.

   And I had an informant who happened to be well-connected in the Manhattan doorman circle, so I had no trouble finding the people who had run into the dead man at the airport.

  I called and asked. The main members of those people have not gone out since they checked in. Only one Russian and one American have left.

   According to common sense, I should have summoned that George Pass to come here now, but I have changed my mind now.

   I need to know what the **** happened?

   Some people want me to subpoena that George Pass, but I just don't want to go with their ideas. "

   Speaking of which, Daniel pointed to the interrogation room and said, "Now, the answer I want is inside, do you still want to stop me?"

  Irene looked at Daniel's stubborn expression. She hesitated for a moment and finally got out of the way. Then she followed Daniel and said, "I'll be with you, don't break the rules, okay?"

  Daniel looked at Irene with a determined face, he tugged at his earlobe, reached out and pushed open the door of the interrogation room, and said, "Of course, we're just going to talk to him about the second-degree felony he committed.

  The FBI must give us an answer, why would they let an agent with mental problems go on a mission?

  I had a call from a caller who happened to be a well-known personal blogger in New York who would be happy to report what happened to him. "

  Through the half-closed door of the interrogation room, Irene saw the unlucky FBI agent stand up while Daniel was speaking. She rolled her eyes at the cunning Daniel, and then pushed the door and walked in first...

   "My mission is confidential, you cannot disclose any details about me..."

  The unlucky ghost looked at Daniel and shouted angrily: "I am an FBI agent, and I am on a mission.

  I will report the content of your threat to me, you..."

Daniel slammed the documents in his hand on the table, and then motioned to Irene to turn on the camera in the interrogation room, frowning and said: "What is this guy talking about? Is there something wrong with his mind? The first time I talked to He met, what did I threaten him with?"

  Irene looked at the unlucky man's unlucky expression, touched the corner of her mouth to hide her smile, and then said seriously: "Boss, I don't know what he's talking about.

  I think we should apply for a psychiatric evaluation for him. As an FBI agent, shooting innocent passers-by in Central Park, his mental state may be problematic. "

  Speaking, Irene looked at the unlucky ghost with a comforting face, and said: "Don't be nervous, we are actually colleagues, I can understand the problems caused by working in a high-pressure environment for a long time, don't worry..."

  The unlucky ghost looked at Irene who thought he was crazy, and he shouted angrily: "You don't know anything, you don't even understand how dangerous the 'innocent passer-by' you are talking about is?

   I'm on a mission, I'm not **** psycho! "

  Daniel looked at the unlucky ghost, shook his head and said, "Dude, I think you are seriously ill. I have seen the surveillance video of the park, but I didn't find out where the 'innocent passer-by' is in danger?

   And you..."

   While speaking, Daniel pointed to the camera that was always on, and said, "You acted like a schizophrenic just now. You need a doctor, a psychiatrist."

  The hapless FBI agent is physically and mentally exhausted, and he's naturally wary of the New York police.

  When Daniel defined him as a mentally ill agent, he felt that if he didn't say something, his career would be over...

  Seeing the sympathetic Daniel sitting across from him, the unlucky ghost hesitated for a moment, and said, "That 'innocent passer-by' is codenamed 'Jackal', and he runs a military contracting company in Afika.

  He came here at the invitation of Naval Medical Vice Admiral William Alexander, who wanted to set up an international military contracting company in the United States.

   And his enemies are the 'Ndrangheta'..."

"enough!"

   Just as Daniel’s listening eyes lit up, a white man with a mustache walked into the interrogation room. He looked at Daniel and said, “You can leave, we are taking over here now.”

  Daniel glanced at the director who was standing at the door of the interrogation room, and kept winking to signal him to get out of here...

  The little **** head did not choose to obey the order, but looked up into the eyes of the mustache, grinned and said forcefully: "I have clues related to that jackal and the Gloria.

   If I get kicked out of the case, is it reasonable for me to forget those clues? "

   As Daniel looked at his chief, he said in a deep voice, "Sir, someone is treating New York as a battlefield. This is our city, and we cannot stand idly by."

  (end of this chapter)