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South America, the new country embassy in Ecuador.
Because of the time difference, this moment is still late at night.
Just after the meeting with representatives of the Colombian opposition, Zhang Yaping, who had not had time to replace his formal dress, was pacing back and forth in the meeting room, frequently looking up at the clock on the wall.
When he was told that someone was going to murder himself and was still notorious for ia, his mood was shocking and angry.
Although this is not the first time he received a death threat, it was the first time he was threatened with death from a third country during his diplomatic visit.
Finally tired, he went to the sofa in the reception room to sit down.
Finger pressed in the eyebrows, Zhang Yaping closed his eyes with some headaches.
Just combing a mess of emotions, he suddenly snorted, his closed eyes opened a confused look.
"why me?"
Ia cannot 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 the singular trade, he cannot win this election. Under the analysis of big data, Future People Group can accurately push specific news to specific people.
Under such circumstances, even if everyone casts a vote of their own satisfaction, the final result of this vote is in line with the interests of the star trade.
To put it bluntly, he is the embarrassment of the star trade.
What is the use of assassinating a cockroach? If he died in South America, the vice president will soon be able to set off the overall situation of the new country. In addition to letting the people of the new country mourn and anger, his death can not even make the political situation of the impregnable fruit a mess.
Does ia want to provoke a new American war?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yaping's expression is a bit strange.
In the case where all conditions are established, the most likely answer can be obtained by analysis, but it is the most unlikely result.
Just then, his assistant knocked on the door of the reception room and walked in with the phone.
"Mr., is the call from the presidential palace..."
Zhang Yaping hurriedly asked the phone when he took the phone in the assistant's hand.
"……How did he say!"
The voice at the other end of the phone hesitated and whispered.
"He said that it will increase the security power around you so that you don't have to worry."
How could you not worry!
His face was slightly white, and Zhang Yaping swallowed his mouth.
“That is, the trip to Colombia remains the same?”
"……Is such that."
Hang up the phone.
Assocked back to the sofa, Zhang Yaping smiled and glanced at the phone in his hand and threw it to the assistant who hurriedly caught.
"Mr. President?" The assistant looked at him with some concern.
"Nothing," loosened the tie on the neck, and Zhang Yaping waved at him. "Go busy with you."
"Yes."
The assistant respectfully bowed his head and turned away from the meeting room.
The reception room returned to the previous silence.
Facing the empty room, Zhang Yaping buried his nose in the palm of his hand, took a deep breath and sighed with a headache.
"...this is pushing me into the fire pit."
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Early next morning. ↑△小↓△..m]
On the outskirts of Langley, the junction of Washington, DC and Virginia, is in the CIA building during working hours, and it is as busy as ever.
Knocked on the door of the director's office, a CIA agent in a suit walked in and walked to Henry Wilmot, who was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.
"What? My dear Mr. Baird?" Didn't take his eyes off the newspaper, watching Henry, the Washington Post's latest report on the bipartisan election, said with a relaxed tone.
Since the defeat of Kerry, the Secretary has completely spared himself.
He has already made a mistake in the team problem. He didn't want to make another mistake. As long as he was not elected by Hillary, he won the election. No matter who Trump and Kennedy finally won from the election, he could stand on both sides. in the middle.
As for the historical grievances of the Kennedy family and ia.
That's all the things of the older generation...
"Well, tell me what happened, make you so sad in the morning?" The newspaper was put down, and he noticed the serious expression of his powerful face. The expression on Henry's face was gradually getting serious.
"...we have sent information from the informants in Venezuela. Recently, a group of Russian weapons came ashore from the port of Puerto de la Cruz. After being transported by truck to Venezuela, they suddenly broke the clue." Putting two reports on the table, Bell German gas condensately said.
"Russian weapons? Venezuela?" After hearing this information, Henry stunned.
What core interests does Russia have in South America? They have not even settled their problems in their vicinity, and have thoughts about South America separated by tens of thousands of kilometers from Moscow.
What international jokes are, this is not the sixties and seventies.
“Can you trace the source of this shipment?” Henry whispered after a moment of indulging.
"We are tracking where the goods are headed. The latest development that is currently being tracked is an import and export port in Greece, but it is very likely that the goods have never been crossed in Greece, just put on the belt. There is a label for the official seal of the Greek customs."
"It’s good no matter where you start, I hope it’s not from Coro Island.”
He whispered a sentence, and Henry glanced at another report on the table, putting aside the problem he couldn't understand for the time being.
"Is the latest progress to report to me immediately. Also, give me a stare at the recent overseas movements of the Star Ring trade... This question is put aside, I noticed that there is one more report."
"Yes," Baird looked nodded. "Another bad news. Just early this morning we received news that Agent Bradock, who was sent to Colombia last month, began losing contact yesterday morning. ”
“Lost contact?” IA Director Henry Wilmot frowned. “Can you confirm his current security situation?”
Baird shook his head.
"We didn't find traces of fighting in his residence, but when our people arrived, he was gone."
"There is no trace of fighting? How is this possible?!" Henry said.
This Bradock agent, Henry, has heard that he is known as the ia hound and has had more than a dozen years of experience in conducting investigations abroad. The head of the CIA can be impressed with his name, but he is at least not a general.
Solve an experienced senior ia agent without any resistance.
Even if it is 007 and Tom Cruise possession, can't it be so easy?
"I also think that this is quite embarrassing. With the strength of Agent Bradock, it is impossible to be kidnapped without resistance." After a pause, Baird looked ugly. "At present, we have contacted the Colombian police through the embassy to search for the whereabouts of the Bradock detective as a missing US citizen. But so far, there has not been any effective information from Colombia."
"I hope that the Colombian police are useless. They can't solve their own problems." The brows were twisted into a ball. After a moment of contemplation, Henry looked at Baird and asked, "The task of the former Braddock agent was missing. What is it?"
"Tracing a group of poisons from Florida, and a poison that is active in Colombia and Panama." Baird replied immediately.
Poison. Hey?
Henry was dumbfounded again.
If he was put together while tracking a KGB agent or a ghost agent, he could still understand it as excusable.
However, how can this kind of ability be possible?
Today is a hell, how come weird one after another?
Henry subconsciously looked at the calendar at the corner of the table, and the eyebrows of the two groups wrinkled tightly together.
Hell, today is not April Fool's Day...