Chapter 52 I hate people pretending...
The next day.
Victor got off the armored vehicle with a tired look on his face.
He was so "great" that he was afraid that the drug lords would continue to cause trouble at night, so he took EDM to the most prosperous "Central Street" in Mexico City.
It is about 300 meters from the town hall.
In fact, he doesn't believe in the integrity of politicians. If they don't give you a chance to "interrogate" and directly send troops to arrest you, then maybe Victor can kill those high-ranking bosses with one shot?
He has been like this since he was a child and cannot trust others.
"Boss, your phone number, Mr. Alejandro." Kennedy Heisenberg got out of the armored vehicle and handed him the phone.
Victor poured water, shook the bird, wiped his hand on Kennedy, took the phone, smiled and said, "Good morning, Alejandro."
See When he arrived, he didn’t even call the director.
"Where are you? Just informed that the morning time has been adjusted to 8:05."
Victor looked at the time on his watch and saw that the time had moved to 8 o'clock. He immediately understood that those big men wanted to give him A show of force.
"Ask them to adjust it to 8:30 and come back after I have breakfast."
Alejandro knew that this would happen, and those idiots wanted to suppress it His arrogance?
You have to find a woman to help you blow!
"Victor, it won't do you any good to be tough with them." Alejandro persuaded, pinching his temples.
“Sir, I am a straightforward person. If they look unhappy with me, they will come with a gun and kill me. If they don’t have the courage, just ask them to sit down and I will come back after I finish eating. Talk to them.”
He hung up the phone after saying that.
Listening to the busy signal in Big Brother, Alejandro cursed helplessly and frowned. He knew that Victor’s money was not easy to get, so he had to take a deep breath and get out of the car with his briefcase. Come down and walk into the city hall.
Of course it is impossible for Victor to go to eat. The shootout just ended yesterday, and martial law is still in effect. You can't even see the small vendors.
He just sat in the car until the time came and smoked a cigarette.
People, you have to jump. If you don’t jump, people will think you are an honest person and easy to bully. Don’t believe in any bullshit. Gold will shine. If I cover you with a rag, you will have to turn over your head for the rest of your life. Not safe.
Especially in a violent place like Mexico.
Want to overpower me, Victor?
I'll beat your butt to pieces!
Victor waited until 8:40 before taking 10 EDM members to the city hall. He went alone and was "scared".
Although there were guards at the door of the city hall, they did not come forward to question and ask the team members to remove their weapons. This is not in line with "Mexico's national conditions."
All the way to the third floor, standing at the door, you can hear the angry questioning inside. It was a woman, "Alejandro! Where is Victor!"
"Too lawless. That's so arrogant! I've never seen such a government official."
Victor pushed the door open and shouted, "Then let me see you."
The space inside was relatively wide, and the 12 interrogators were sitting in a circle. Alejandro was standing in the middle, being scolded by them, with a submissive smile on his face.
The interrogators were eight men and four women. Victor glanced at them casually.
Quan is such a filthy bastard.
Victor adjusted his clothes, walked to Alejandro in front of everyone's eyes, looked around, spread his hands, "Gentlemen and ladies, where is my position?"
The bureaucrats came to their senses.
I saw a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and fitted black clothes. He looked to be in his 40s, still charming, and had a rather large chest.
She sat on the left side, with a dark face, "Victor, you are late..."
This voice was the one who had just scolded Alejandro.
Victor interrupted her speech, "Late? The time you set is still the time I set. I don't accept the time you set."
Such a direct confrontation, the interrogators all Shocked.
"Victor! Do you know what you are talking about? You are a prisoner now..."
"Shut up!"
Victor rushed over with a ferocious expression and slapped his hands on the table hard, " I was outside following a gunfight with drug dealers, and you are here to dictate. What qualifications do you have to say that I am a criminal?"
He grabbed the other party's clothes and pulled hard, and saw butterflies painted on his shoulders, showing disdain? Smiling, "What is this?"
Before the other party could speak, he slapped the other person and yelled loudly, "What is this!"
The force was not light, and he slapped the woman to the ground. Half of her face was swollen. Victor pointed at her and scolded her, "Mexican government officials are acting like bitches. Are you coming to me? What do you have?" You are qualified to speak to me, but what qualifications do you have to speak to Alejandro?”
“Oh~” He spat on the other party. "Get out of the way if you're dirty. Don't get in my eyes." Victor lifted the other person's chair, dragged it to the middle, and sat down directly, crossing his legs and looking at the others with very aggressive eyes. "Sir, I have a protruding disc in my waist and it makes me uncomfortable to stand. Isn't it too much to get a chair?"
The other female interrogators next to her quickly went to help her, and the latter immediately Face with tears.
Don’t watch her cry, Victor is very “amazing” when he sees her resume.
Senior Assistant, Security Department.
The mistress of Zambada, the senior leader of Sinaloa!
She is also a social butterfly who hangs out among senior security officials.
Often betraying military and police anti-drug information to Zambada, the Sinaloa Group has escaped crisis several times.
Such a person…
Do you want to judge me?
I have not destroyed you, it means my moral bottom line is flexible.
Victor has been sworn in with gambling and drugs his entire life.
Victor's "Cruelty Index" suddenly filled everyone's hearts. This guy was definitely mentally abnormal or twisted.
Bounce!
The sound of a hammer hitting the table is heard.
I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the middle. He looked very upright, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His face was equally ugly, "Victor, I will write down the fact that you insulted and beat the officer in the meeting minutes." , this is very detrimental to you, I hope you can correct your attitude."
"We came to you to find out the cause of the matter. We have received many anonymous reports saying that you are abusing prisoners in prison. No such thing?”
“No.” Victor said firmly.
“Then how do you explain the mistreatment of prisoners.”
"You can call the informant over and let me confront him."
Don't worry, I won't beat him to death!
The middle-aged man nodded and suddenly raised his head, "Yesterday someone said that you killed prisoners. What do you have to say about this?"
Victor spread his hands, "Slander, this It's a complete slander. If you have any evidence, please arrest me."
"Then how do you explain the sudden loss of more than a thousand people in Gaoyuan Prison?"
Victor looked at him deeply. It seemed that the security department also had an informant inside, but he remained calm. "They escaped from prison. There was a riot yesterday and they all ran away."
This kind of people tell lies with open eyes. Technology is also a bit tricky for the interrogator.
"It seems that your ability to manage the prison is not very good, Officer Victor." The middle-aged man looked at him and said.
"Then you should commit suicide, sir, because you can't even control the Mexican drug dealers."
These words seemed to anger the middle-aged man. He slapped the table and stood up, " Please watch your attitude.”
Victor got impatient and stood up from the chair. Alejandro was startled, thinking that he was going to beat him up. He hurriedly pulled him and said softly, "You can't beat this one. This is the anti-drug command of the security department." Officer. ”
This position is quite high.
Victor broke away from Alejandro and walked up to the middle-aged man. He pressed his hands on the table and looked at him. The other man was not willing to show weakness and faced him.
Looks like a pretty good bureaucrat.
"Mr. Luciano, I admire you very much."
Victor suddenly smiled and reached out to dust the other person's clothes, "I slept at my mistress's house last night and came to work today. Didn't you absorb all the money yesterday?"
"Oh, by the way, you have the best money from Tijuana. It's good to hide it, you'll feel bad if I lose it."
Luciano's eyes flashed, and his expression suddenly turned ugly, "What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. "
"Are you worthy of messing with me, Victor?" He grabbed the other party's collar and pulled him over, picked up the meeting minutes on his desk, looked at the negative comments on himself, and smiled. , "It seems that you have a problem with me. Change it to Victor who is brave, smart, and of excellent quality."
"Impossible, you are threatening and slandering the commander, I will...ah!!!"
Victor pulled out the dagger and stabbed it directly into his hand. The table was also pierced, and blood oozed out immediately. .
“I hate it when people show off! SIr!”
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(End of this chapter)