Chapter 128 The beast we supported...is out of control!
The secretary felt a little uncomfortable listening to the suppressed crying in the office. He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. After taking two puffs, he heard a thick voice behind him.
"Ajit, is Mr. Carlos here?"
The secretary quickly turned around and saw a man of about forty years old standing behind him, with disheveled hair and a very thin figure. His eyes are very sharp, as if he can look into other people's hearts.
"Mr. Quintero." The secretary shouted hurriedly.
This is clearly Rafael Carlo Quintero, one of the three giants of the Guadalajara Group, nicknamed: Doctor (Doctor!)
He is a planting expert and a farmer. He was born in 1952 Rural Sinaloa, the "cradle of drug lords".
Quintero likes to be in the limelight. He likes to show off his wealth and strange animals. He especially raised 17 hippos and kept them in his private zoo. However, after the "Camarena" incident, he They ran away, and no one cared about these hippos.
There was even news in 2020 that hippos were overflowing somewhere in Mexico. In fact, they were the descendants of 17 hippos.
Perhaps he was trying to make up for the fact that he had never read books since he was a child. His real girlfriend was Sara, the daughter of the then Minister of Education, Cosio.
Fortunately, he has never lacked milk since he was a child, or he would have to look for cows.
The reason why I was arrested in Costa Rica was because this woman called home and exposed her secrets.
But having a girlfriend does not prevent him from finding a lover.
Mexican drug dealers are not innocent...
Quintero nodded, "Has Mr. Raul been found?"
The secretary shook his head, "He has been killed, and his body was found in a village outside Mexico City."
Quintero was not too surprised. As a drug lord, of course he knew the consequences of being kidnapped in Mexico. What, if there is a whole body, it means that the person who kidnapped you is a good person.
"Who knows?"
The secretary glanced at the office and lowered his voice, "Victor from Baja California."
This name Quintero is too familiar. !
If one were to choose the most famous person in Mexico in 1990.
The number one player must be Victor Carlos Vieri.
In front of the entire Mexico, Quintero's old friend: Zambada was shot to death.
I have never seen such a tough guy.
Fighting all the drug cartels in Mexico, and now provoking a powerful family like the "Salinas".
"He is really noisy." Quintero couldn't help but sigh.
The secretary also nodded beside him.
You said it would be great if we all make money together, but you want to crack down on drugs, what do you mean? You are just a small policeman. You just have more people under your command and better weapons. Apart from these, what else do you have?
What are you still?
Zhi~
The office door opens.
Quintero and his secretary looked over and saw Carlos Salinas walking out. His eyes were very red and bloodshot could be seen.
"Mr. Carlos." Quintero looked at him and said solemnly, "If there is anything you need my help with, just let me know."
The secretary glanced at him, you Now besides the hundreds of millions of wealth still hidden in your body, what else do you have?
The gang of boys who followed you before are now big brothers. What are you doing out there?
Mopping floors?
Carlos really looked at him directly, his voice hoarse, "Quintero, there is really a need..."
"Sir! Sir!"
Suddenly, I heard rapid footsteps, and then I saw a staff member of the Presidential Palace running over, with a solemn look on his face and a trace of panic.
Carlos frowned, "Calm down! How many times have I told you that you need to calm down at all times!"
The other party stopped and took a deep breath, "The Baja California TV station suddenly released a recording. It was a conversation in which Mr. Raul admitted that there was a transaction between the Salinas family and drug dealers."
Carlos' eyes almost went dark. , or Quintero hurriedly supported him, a group of people rushed into the office, and the secretary quickly turned on the TV and tuned to the Baja California channel.
No images, only sounds.
"You mean there is some kind of deal between Salinas and Gallardo?" A male voice had obviously been processed.
“Yes.”
Raul's weak voice came, "Gallardo once served as a bodyguard for the governor of Jalisco, and that governor was a member of the Salinas family. We provided protection to his drug trafficking group and introduced him to Minister of Defense Garacchi. "
"We receive more than 2.5 billion US dollars in revenue from the Guadalajara Group every year!"
"This money is enough for us to get to know more high-level people. "But Quintero, that bastard, ruined everything! He brought Guadalajara to its knees, and the new drug lords had no manners and were only willing to give Salinas a semblance of respect."
“The drug order in Mexico…is out of control!”
Raul's tone was low: "We have unleashed more ferocious beasts, the evil order has been destroyed, and Mexico has finally fallen!"
The office was extremely quiet, and Quintero felt like he was getting cold all over. of.
It's over...
If Carlos can't survive this time, he will have to step down.
Mexican drug officials are struggling. This is a fact, but you can’t say it out loud. If you show it out, everyone will be embarrassed. Do you still want it?
Even when Netflix was filming "Narcos Mexico" later, when the kidnapped U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration agent Qiqi was tortured in the ninth episode of the first season, the Mexican official in charge of the torture named several "coded" people. Name, at this time the scene sounded the "beep——" sound effect usually used to silence.
What is the reason for this?
It’s not because I’m afraid of failing the trial.
Some of the people who colluded here even climbed to high positions later.
In Mexico, officials can sometimes be drug lords!
"Contact Aragon to block the satellite signal in Baja California, and immediately issued a statement. This kind of thing is pure fiction, and the Mexican government will investigate it to the end."
Carlos still wanted to struggle, he didn't He was willing to step down just like that, and planned to rely on his reputation and influence in Mexico to work hard to hold on.
The secretary acted immediately after hearing his order.
The boss has collapsed, and they are not doing well either.
"Our trouble...is coming!" Carlos sat on the sofa and muttered to himself.
...
Even if the Aragon family, the Mexican media tycoon, blocked the signal in the entire Baja California immediately after receiving Carlos' request, it would be of no avail!
The storm is gradually brewing.
Then quickly unfold.
Countless people staring at Carlos are adding fuel to the fire.
May 27, 1990!
10 am.
Mexico Gendarmen Square!
People piled up, and it looked like a huge crowd from above, at least tens of thousands of people!
"Gentlemen! Ladies!"
A man wearing glasses and unique Mexican clothing stood on a high platform, waving his arms vigorously, shouting emotionally, with a broken voice, "We must always have the courage to not destroy this country and this world." Give it to the drug dealers!"
"A drug dealer is leading us!"
"He is a liar, Carlos Salinas is leading Mexico to destruction!"
“We want life, we want peace, we don’t want drugs, we don’t want our next generation to live hanging in a urine bag every day.”
“We don’t want our young people to lose their ideals, They should be healthy, happy and full of hope! ”
"Survive! Survive! Survive!"
His shouts aroused everyone's emotions. People around him held flags and cursed drug dealers.
“Kill the drug dealers!”
It can be seen that the Mexican people are really disgusted with drugs.
Suddenly, a scream was heard from the outside. The man standing on the high platform stood on tiptoe and saw the crowd on the outside fleeing in panic.
More than twenty...pickup trucks rushed in!
There was also a machine gun on top, shooting directly at the crowd!
"Run! Run! Run!"
"The drug dealer killed someone!"
The man waved his hands and shouted loudly, his scalp was numb as he looked at this One scene.
Hearing his cry, a drug dealer pointed his gun directly at him and pulled the trigger. The man fell from the high platform. His glasses fell off and were crushed by the panicked crowd. He stared at the sky.
The sun covered by dark clouds.
“Justice cannot be killed!”
Death with a shout!
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(End of this chapter)