Chapter 127 We are not dead yet, this world can still be saved!
Come out of the interrogation room.
Casare still had a look of shock on his face.
The news Raul Salinas just said has simply ruined his outlook.
He pressed the radio in his hand.
Zizzi~
After the interference, it was Raul’s voice.
“The Salinas family cooperated with Aviles, the first generation of Mexican drug lords, 50 years ago, when his father was still a congressman.”
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“Every year There will be more than 1.6 million US dollars in income. It was 1967. We used this money to bribe other officials and slowly grow the family.”
"We are not the first to cooperate with drug traffickers, but we will not be the last. Mexico is hopeless! It is hopeless! It is hopeless!"
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"We We never care who is the leader of the Mexican drug cartel, as long as our commission cannot be less every year, whoever can make money for us will be the leader!”
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“And you think it’s the leader! Are we the only ones behind this drug cartel? Impossible! Hehe..." Raul Salinas's mocking voice sounded like a duck, "In addition to us, there are Americans! We work for them...CIA. That's..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a knocking sound.
That was when the boss knocked the other party unconscious.
His voice came from the radio, very cold, "Look for someone to cut out the last sentence."
Casare's brows trembled hard, thinking of Raul's words in his mind When he raised his head and stared at them with his eyes, he knew that he must be telling the truth.
His family used to be farmers.
When he was a child, he watched his father sighing at the planting field. He couldn't understand why the yellow-orange corn looked so delicious but could not be sold at a high price.
As he grew up, he gradually understood that Mexico was a dumping ground for the United States, and domestic farmers could only grow other cash crops, but he still yearned for that country.
Because...
It is paradise.
He originally wanted to naively live to be 100 years old, get a subsidy from the insurance company, and then go to the United States. Then his next generation will become Americans, but now you tell me, I dream Countries in China are actually engaging in this kind of tactics.
In an instant, it felt like the whole sky had fallen.
“What are you thinking about?”
A cigarette was handed over.
Casare looked like he was crying. He turned his head and saw Victor holding a cigarette, "Boss, is Mexico hopeless?"
"Are we dead?" Victor looked at him, smiled and said, "Not yet."
"The world is like this. Some people are immersed in the night, and some people are yearning for the light. If we are not dead, we can still fight. But when your enemy is too strong, you have to obey first. No one will sleep with their eyes open every day. Always One day we will be able to bite a piece of meat called "freedom" from it!"
In fact, will the CIA's drug involvement still be called a secret after the millennium?
Their relationship with drugs originated during the Cold War. In order to fight against the pro-Soviet regimes in Latin America, the CIA carried out a large number of activities in various places, and thus began to support evil forces in various countries, including armed drug traffickers.
In Latin America, drug traffickers who were suppressed by the pro-Soviet regime began to use the drug money earned from drug trafficking to purchase arms from the CIA. In practice, this behavior gradually evolved into a simple transaction of drugs for arms.
The CIA has about 20,000 employees, but its annual budget of nearly 50 billion US dollars is far from enough for its expenses, so some people will find ways to obtain their own interests through "disgraceful" means.
This matter was not revealed until 1996, when an American, Gary Weber, revealed a shady story and revealed that the CIA had established its own drug network in the United States and secretly hired drug dealers to sell huge amounts of drugs to the public.
On December 10, 2004, Gary Webb, who kept talking, died mysteriously. He was shot twice in the head when he died.
After conducting an in-depth and fair investigation, the U.S. police determined that Weber died of suicide, using a police .38-caliber revolver.
Suicide...shoot twice.
Very familiar operation. And it is said that when DEA agent Camarena was killed by drug dealers, there were CIA agents around him. This matter cannot be verified, but it can be clearly felt that the atmosphere between the two departments has been very wrong since 1985.
Sooner or later they will suffer the consequences!
But if you want to say that all high-level officials in the United States are involved in drugs, that would be an exaggeration. After all, the drug market is only about high profits, not high profits. It is a market worth hundreds of billions of dollars a year.
People sell shoes, which is a trillion-dollar market every year. The most important thing is that they control enough weapons market.
Playing in the drug business is too low for real bosses.
But it is undeniable that there are many people involved, and these people are simply giants to Victor now!
"Drug war, we never fight alone, man! Mexico needs us, Latin America needs us, and the world needs us!" Victor patted Casare lightly on the shoulder.
“Life goes on, and the fight goes on!”
The CIA wants to kill itself now, but from the perspective of anti-drugs, it can’t be said that it is launching a war for a small role like itself, right?
Although Mao Xiong collapsed, he is not dead yet.
This is the best time to develop your power.
Victor must draw more power into himself before the bear falls.
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Raul Salinas was kidnapped in broad daylight from a coffee shop in Mexico City. Almost everyone with respectability knows this.
And three days later.
In a small village outside Mexico City, someone found the body of a man tied to a tree with the words: Please respect the law! Respect civilians!
The farmer was scared to death and quickly called the police. When the police arrived, they discovered that this person was Raul Salinas.
They quickly reported the matter.
Carlos didn't come, but his secretary came. Looking at the almost rotten body, the secretary couldn't help pinching his nose.
“He was dead for about three days, and he was obviously abused before his death.” The medical examiner in charge of the autopsy said.
The secretary-general sighed, this is really the end of the world.
When he was about to leave, the sergeant leading the team stopped him and handed him a letter, "This was found on the body of Mr. Raul. I have not read it."
Provocative?
The secretary raised his brows, but he had a mysophobia, so he took out disposable gloves from his briefcase and took them.
When we return to the official residence.
In the office.
Carlos Salinas turned his back to the door and looked at the family photo hanging on the wall. On it, the three brothers put their arms around each other and smiled happily. Carlos Salinas at that time Si still has hair.
"Sir." The secretary called softly.
"How's it going?" Carlos Salinas spoke. Although he was suppressing it, his voice was still trembling. It was obvious that he was praying for that trivial hope.
"It's Mr. Raul Salinas."
Carlos sighed...
"There is another letter here, which was found from him." The secretary put it on the table, and when the other party didn't speak, he slowly withdrew.
As soon as the door closed, everything in the office was dark.
Carlos Salinas raised his head, he was also crying? When I walked to the table and opened the envelope, my hands were shaking.
I saw a sentence written on it: Please die with your drugs, don’t shed tears, you will be next. -Sin buster!
The real name is only left in the pen.
"Victor!" Carlos squeezed his hand, and the piece of paper was directly crushed into a ball by him. The ridicule that came to him made him grit his teeth.
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Recommend a book: The vast sea returns to 1978! Anyone who knows this name knows how powerful he is.
(End of this chapter)