North American Detective: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

Chapter 324
thump~
In the small room surrounded by smoke, there was the bang of hammering on the iron table.

A Mediterranean hooked nose pointed at Amon's face, saliva spattered, and cursed: "Our CIA has paid so many elite lives, and we are about to close the net, but you showed up and snatched the fruits of victory, so you are not afraid of choking!" die!"

Amon wiped the saliva on his face, and looked at the hooked nose expressionlessly: "Did anyone tell you that your mouth stinks?"

"FK***, you said..."

bang~
A gunshot echoed in the small room.

The bald, hook-nosed eyes widened, and the finger pointing at Amon trembled. With a scorched red blood hole on his forehead, he fell limply behind him and rushed to the street on the spot.

Looking at a group of faces with ugly expressions behind the hooked nose.

Amon threw the pistol on the table, loosened the tie around his neck unhurriedly, wiped off the blood splashed on his face, and then said in a deep voice: "Change someone who doesn't spit to come and talk to me." talk!"

The CIA is used to being domineering overseas, and the people who came here this time are militant radicals among them. They have created many bloody storms overseas, and they are not frightened.

A middle-aged woman with a gloomy expression pushed everyone away and said in a bad tone: "You should know that we are just following orders. If we fail to complete the task, everyone will have no good results."

"Three major military-industrial complexes." Amon knocked on the table: "But we lost so many soldiers this time, you just want to share the results, don't you think too much of the adults behind me? ?”

A smile appeared on the gloomy face of the middle-aged woman: "If we can solve this matter, and share a resource worth no less than billions of dollars, will we have something to talk about?"

Amon and the general with an ugly face looked at each other and nodded: "At least in this way, I have the confidence to speak to the master above."

The middle-aged woman nodded.

Everyone treats people as dogs, so they naturally understand that only a dog that can protect the interests of its master is a good dog, a useful dog, and will not be slaughtered at will.

From the moment Amon picked them up on the warship, the CIA group knew that the other party was willing to negotiate peace for some reason.

before everything.

It's just a test of the bottom line between the two sides.

Of course, if one party shows weakness or does not even understand this level, then the other party will not be merciful, and there is no need to continue the discussion.

"It's easy!"

The woman waved to the person behind her.

The rest left one by one.

see.

Amon narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved his hand behind him.

When only the middle-aged woman, the general, and Amon were left in the room, the middle-aged woman took out a small bag from under her body and put it on the table.

The packet was opened, and inside was a detailed map.

The middle-aged woman pointed to a small dot on the map and said: "The Fourth Imperial Fleet No. [-] was poisoned and killed by the rebels in Benin during the military exercise, and it was burned by the rebels in Benin. Soldiers were killed, and the American Federation, as a defender of world order, chose to send troops to suppress it in order to maintain the rule of the Benin government and prevent their civilians from being persecuted.”

Amon waved his hand, skipped a lot of nonsense from the woman, and asked bluntly: "I've never heard of this African country, just tell me what's there."

The middle-aged woman shrugged: "Gold mine, a gold mine that was just discovered by the local government!"

After they knew this information, they originally planned to support a certain tribe and carry out armed occupation, but if they had the support of the family behind Amon, then things would become easier.

And they can also get to complete this mission and avoid making enemies, which is a good thing to kill three birds with one stone.

The same is true for Amon.

He pulled the general aside, took out the satellite communicator, and muttered for a long time before returning to the table: "My master agreed, but this matter is still mainly supported by weapons in name, and the Federation cannot directly send troops , You are the best at this kind of thing, so you shouldn’t need me to teach you?”

Hearing this, the pupils of the middle-aged woman shrank.

What surprised her was not that the other party chose to change the method to snatch the gold mine, but why the other party was unwilling to use an excuse to support the dispatch of troops!

Hundreds of federal soldiers were killed by 'innocent'.

Under their operations, fakes can also become real, and they can easily attract the support of those idiots. Benin is also a small and inconspicuous country in Africa, and by the way, it can also demonstrate the power of the Federation.

In the international arena, no country will come forward to confront the United States of America because of such a trivial matter.

Why would the people behind Amon not want this kind of thing that kills multiple birds with one stone?

A middle-aged woman with a very fast mind.

She suddenly thought of one thing.

A piece of information that they were planning to use to trick the FBI!
Reminiscent of the Ministry of National Security that has not been officially announced on Amon, and the extremely powerful political family behind Amon, the middle-aged woman realized a certain terrifying truth.

She gasped, but didn't dare to show anything on her face.

Too bad!
This group of people is simply more cruel and ruthless than these CIA radicals.

At least their actions are only aimed at countries and people outside the American Federation. In order to achieve their own political goals and interests, this group of people wants to destroy countless families in the American Federation! ! !
The middle-aged woman no longer dared to continue thinking about it.

This matter is not something that an ant like her can participate in or even know about. Once it is revealed, she is afraid that she will disappear immediately!
Under Amon's gaze.

The middle-aged woman pulled her hair lightly, and nodded: "Of course it's no problem, so what should we do with these people we found now?"

Amon thought that the woman's contemplation just now was just thinking about how to operate, and he didn't think too much, so he said casually:

"My master has some cooperation with the Jewish consortium.

They have some well-equipped scientific research bases and talent reserves overseas, and when the time comes, all the smugglers who are still alive will be thrown into the waste for good use.

As for the remaining five people, one of them seems to be someone from your CIA.

How are you going to deal with it? "

Hearing the Jewish consortium, the middle-aged woman shook slightly.

confirmed!
I can confirm the association I made just now!

This group of people is actually planning such a big event that once the secret is leaked, it will cause a shock to the Federation, and if it succeeds, it will cause a global sensation!

damn it!
Why is my mind out of control, let myself know this kind of thing!

The middle-aged woman was terrified, and even a little unable to control her emotions, showing a slight gaffe.

Seeing this, Amon frowned: "Are you uncomfortable?"

The middle-aged woman woke up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat, and then responded: "No, it's just that the detective has great potential. I'm very optimistic about it. Unfortunately, she was injected with medicine, so I feel a little sorry. I hope I can let her Euthanasia."

Such a big thing can be stuffed in, can it have no potential?
Hearing this, Amon smiled: "It's okay, we have the formula of the neutralizing potion in our hands, and it only takes a little time to solve these troubles, so you can take her away, but she is the only one!"

The woman nodded.

Next, the two sides talked about the details in detail, and ended this not-so-formal negotiation.

Send away a group of middle-aged women.

The general behind Amon wiped off the sweat from his face, and said with a relaxed expression, "Director Amon, the master praises your ability very much."

Amon chuckled.

Not really.

Although more than 100 soldiers were lost in this operation, all the research materials were obtained through the "mysterious call force", and they also took the opportunity to bring in the CIA's radical faction to share the pressure.

Even more so.

By cooperating with CIA radicals, not only formed a new triangular interest body, stabilized the unstable cooperation between the Jewish consortium-Rattlesnake and the master, and solved the hidden danger of those soldiers' sacrifices, but also bought a gold mine.

You win!
Thinking that after the success of that plan, Guoan, which has not yet been formally established, will truly override the heads of the FBI and CIA, and I will become the first boss on the bright side.

The smile on Amon's face couldn't stop overflowing.

Faced with the general's willingness to lower his figure and flatter him, he completely lost the reluctance and reluctance he had before. Amon felt as if he had eaten a can of ice cream on a sunny day in July, which was so refreshing.

He patted the general on the shoulder: "I will suggest to the master to push you to go to the waters near Benin to maintain peace. The gold that will be excavated at that time should also be escorted back to the Federation by warships..."

With that said, Amon raised his eyebrows.

The general understood in seconds.

The pork is hand-cooked, and the first hand is oily.

Adults eat meat, and those of them below, drink some soup, it's not too much!

Wait until the general leaves.

Amon lit a cigarette, looked at the busy naval soldiers below, and the joy just now slowly subsided.

Actually there is one thing.

He hid it.

He only reported that a mysterious force had intervened, but the other party had only invaded the internal network of the base to warn him, and he only hoped that the two sides would have the opportunity to cooperate and express goodwill.

This is of course false.

There is actually only one condition for the other party.

That is to help conceal the fact that the stealth submarine and the other party also obtained information.

In other words.

The disappearance of that submarine will be remembered in his head.

This is also the reason why he deliberately showed his favor to the general just now, and also hinted that the other party would eat oil and water together.

The other party didn't cooperate with this matter, so they couldn't hide it from the master above.

As for the real data.

The other party gave him a website.

At that time, Amon can push this matter to the undercover agent who had been lurking in the Lucifer organization for many years and died in the explosion.

The best of both worlds.

Amon didn't dare to tell the master above that the information was obtained by other forces.

What would happen to him like that, he didn't even dare to think about it.

"A stealth submarine is no big deal. Even if things are exposed, I can say that it's the dead undercover agent who leaked information..."

Amon smoked three cigarettes in a row before he calmed down his mixed feelings of anxiety, excitement, and restlessness.

Unfortunately, it was the undercover information that he found out after he was promoted to supervisor, and he switched to a dedicated line for the first time. As for the detailed information before the undercover, it disappeared in a fire many years ago.

As a result, Amon doesn't even know the real identity of the undercover agent.

But none of this matters.

In order to let this undercover agent who only belonged to the FBI cooperate with him, he deliberately exposed the identity of the Ministry of National Security, and promised the other party that he would retire and retire after the undercover agent was over.

In this operation, Amon was not prepared to let the undercover agent live.

Now that the other party died from the explosion, it's over once and for all, and it saves me trouble.

Amon returned to the small room and took out his tablet.

The computer turns on.

Some input.

The information of the two people appeared on the computer screen.

Cheston: FBI agent, entry time., parents died of murder, took over the case. Experienced partners. Mentor evaluation
In the photo, Chesston looks young and handsome, with a clean smile, and looks like a very energetic guy.

Amon is interested.

If this guy is really good, he doesn't mind waiting for the neutralizing potion to come out, save the other's life, and accept him as a pony.

It's just that when he saw Cheston, the senior partners who died tragically one by one, he fell silent.

Been employed for just over a year.

The other party changed three senior detective partners.

The worst one was found with only one leg left
Among those senior agents, which one didn't become a senior agent after going through various dangers?

As a result, after bringing Chesston, it was the same result.

The most important thing is that this guy has been fine, not even missing an arm or a leg!
Cheston's last boss was Dean.

This was arranged by Amon himself.

Thinking of Dean, who has always been smooth sailing in Los Angeles, proud of his peach blossoms and workplace, after bringing Chesston in, what happened now...
Amon, a cold-blooded iron man, couldn't help shivering.

FK!

This guy is so unlucky!

He hastily forked Chesston's information page.

Cheston's information below is Dean.

Thinking of seeing Chesston's profile just now, Amon looked at the photo on Dean's profile and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

I actually arranged an unlucky guy like Cheston to Dean
ashamed.

So ashamed!

speak up.

Amon can have the current status, and Dean has a lot of help.

He was able to be favored by that adult and become the leader of the core plan, and it also had a lot to do with Dean's contribution to himself at the time.

Although I also helped Dean a lot.

But in comparison, the two are actually not equal.

Considering Dean's current unlucky situation, maybe it really has something to do with that unlucky guy Cheston.

Amon felt even more embarrassed.

"Forget it, let's come forward and talk to Dean. It just so happens that I discovered some interesting things about Anthony."

Amon shook his head, closed the computer, and led a group of people towards the room where Dean and others were being held and guarded.

A few soldiers, armed with guns and live ammunition, guarded Dean, who was tied into a rice dumpling, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He had already anticipated the current situation.

The reason why I chose to come back.

In addition to being able to maintain an innocent character to the greatest extent in this way, it was also because he met Amon on the small island of the base.

He has a good relationship with Amon.

Little Mike also gave Amon what they wanted according to his instructions, including the formula to neutralize the catalytic agent.

In this case, if Amon still allows himself to be a test subject.

Then count yourself unlucky.

The worst case is to expose your strength, then start a massacre, hide your name, and continue to live in another identity.

His father is still alive, and it is not suitable for him to be exposed.

Dean originally planned to look for opportunities to let his family live in another place, the difference is whether he wants to follow.

So he doesn't panic at all now.

Just when Dean was thinking about his actions repeatedly, whether there was anything he missed.

A few soldiers staring at him heard the sound of leaving footsteps.

Dean opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure appearing at the door.

There was a proper expression of astonishment on his face, and finally turned into surprise, and shouted towards the door: "Amon! It's you! God, you must have heard my prayer!"

"Tsk~"

Amon grinned, closed the door, and sat down beside Dean with a smile: "I thought you were really calm."

Dean struggled stubbornly with his bound hands, and gave Amon a middle finger: "Please, I'm just an ordinary person with flesh and blood, you don't even know what I've been through, how can you really stay calm, It's just hard work, okay, let's not talk about this, untie me quickly, I don't feel very safe now."

Amon shrugged his shoulders: "Sorry, I can't untie you yet. Due to confidentiality regulations, I can't tell you the specific reason, but after the doctor examines you and takes out the things in your body, and you sign the non-disclosure agreement, you will be released." We can go back to Los Angeles."

As he said that, he straightened his expression: "You should have told me about this, there may have been some accidents on Teacher Anthony's side, in case something happened to you, I don't know how to explain to Teacher Anthony when he comes back. "

Dean's face froze, and then he nodded dejectedly: "Well, damn Lucifer Organization, if it wasn't for worrying about the safety of my family, I wouldn't want to do this either."

See his reaction.

Amon narrowed his eyes slightly: "Dean, you seem to have a problem with Teacher Anthony, are you not surprised at all?"

Dean smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I couldn't contact the teacher before, so I went to the Commonwealth to investigate the situation. The teacher disappeared. I planned to spend my energy here and go to the Sahara Desert to investigate, and you know the result."

It’s just that Amon didn’t pay attention to this matter before.

Now that he knows what happened to Anthony, he can easily find out how many times he has been to the Commonwealth.

So this kind of thing, just tell the truth.

After listening to Dean's explanation, Amon nodded: "Well, actually, I've been very busy recently and haven't paid attention to Mr. Anthony's information. I didn't check until I found something very interesting."

"whats the matter?"

Dean asked quickly.

In fact, he even suspected Teacher Anthony before that he was involved with the Lucifer organization, and he might even be one of those gods. After all, the time when the other party disappeared was too coincidental.

It turned out that I was thinking too much.

Now hearing the news that Amon has Teacher Anthony, Dean is naturally concerned.

But Amon shook his head: "This matter involves another non-disclosure agreement. It is inconvenient for me to say, well, Dean, I will let someone take care of you. If you need to contact your family, you can also Just take it easy, I'm going to get busy first."

Done.

He didn't give Dean a chance to continue talking, and turned to leave.

Watching the back of Amon leaving.

Dean narrowed his eyes.

This guy, I am afraid that he came here to comfort himself just by the way, and more importantly, he wanted to get some information about Anthony's mentor from him.

Now that I found nothing to gain, I left directly.

So, where did you go, Mr. Anthony?
Dean had an intuition that the other party was still alive!

The next day, the warship returned.

Dean was also taken to a military base.

This time, he didn't see Chesston, and he didn't know what was going on with this guy.

After entering the base.

Under the guard of a group of soldiers with live ammunition, the doctor took out from his body the monitoring electronic equipment that Dean took out from other people's corpses after boarding the ship.

Dean couldn't help being thankful again that he could make his muscles moderately soft and hard, otherwise the doctor might find out that his physique was abnormal during the operation.

Even so, the other party complained that his skin was too hard.

Continue to observe for more than a week.

After signing a non-disclosure agreement, Dean finally left the military base and was free.

But Cheston seemed to be missing.

Dean contacted Amon several times, but got no results.

that's it.

Dean has lost a little brother.

"go home!"

In his heart, Dean mourned for Cheston for a second, hummed a little song, and embarked on the journey home.

　Can you guess what plan Amon is involved in?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)