Working as a police officer in Mexico

This kind of thing can't be hidden, and Victor didn't hide it.

When he heard that the other party was so capable, he was obviously emotional on the phone, "Okay, okay, the nobleman from Washington, the United States, has reached out to my new regime, okay, okay, then I will let them die here!"

He slammed his fist on the table.

"Dig three feet underground to find out, and also, announce this action to the public, and drag the Red Shoes Club, the Illuminati, and the 3K Party into the global wanted list for Mexican drug trafficking, and declare them terrorist organizations."

This pile of dirt!

Ludendorff on the opposite side frowned and half opened his mouth. He wanted the general to calm down, but the other party's tone...tsk tsk tsk, forget it, don't bother.

"The location is at the abandoned airport in Piedras!"

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Victor's face was gloomy, and he pressed the landline on the table, "Ask Goebbels to the office."

Soon, the Minister of Propaganda, dressed in black, knocked on the door and came in, "General."

The other party pointed to the seat, took out a cigarette and handed it to him. Goebbels stood up and took it with both hands. Victor lit it for him, "I plan to fight against American capital. Do you have any way to mobilize the people?"

Victor always believed in the power of the people.

Of course, he did not believe in the wisdom of the people...

This is a double-edged sword. If you use it too much, you will sometimes be bitten back.

"Control public opinion, strengthen propaganda about the rich being unkind, and appropriately stir up anti-rich speech. In addition, we can initiate new legal provisions against capitalists."

Victor nodded and leaned forward slightly. "Do you think it is easy to start a general strike in the United States?"

Goebbels is worthy of being the Minister of Propaganda. His eyes flashed and he thought about it. "On October 21, there was an excessive law enforcement case against black people in Texas."

"A black woman came out of Walmart with two children, carrying bags in her hands. When she wanted to go to the car, she was stopped by the police and asked to check her ID. When the other party wanted to put the things in the car, the police did not allow it, and then a dispute broke out."

"Two white policemen shot her in front of her children.

"The bullets were used up, a total of 16 rounds. "

Goebbels looked sinister, "I have a suggestion. Perhaps we should use racial conflicts to stir up chaos, and then buy off some influential blacks, let them criticize that capital hates blacks, and make some fake recordings to express Wall Street's discrimination against blacks..."

"Then what we have to do next is to incite the mainstream, mainly whites and Jews, to hate blacks..."

Victor understood later!

Black lives are important!

It's best to incite them to riot, and it's best to attack Wall Street and Silicon Valley. Although this won't hurt them much, it will still hurt.

Start a "revolution" in the United States!

It's exciting just to think about it.

Victor was very satisfied with Goebbels's idea, "Then you take charge."

"What is the name of the mission operation?"

"American Spring!"

Goebbels left with a glowing look in his eyes. He already wanted to see the scene of the "spring breeze" blowing to the United States in February next year.

When he went out, he happened to see a lame man walking over the corridor. After a closer look, he stood up straight, "Mr. Kwaukmot. ”

Even he had to respect the other party.

After all, not everyone can survive a missile.

The most important thing is that he was sincere for Mexico.

“Is the general here?” Kwaukmot asked with a smile.

“Inside.”

“Okay, I have something to do with him, let’s talk later.”

Goebbels watched the other party knock on the door and go in, tilted his head and thought for a while before leaving.

“Why are you here? Sit down quickly. If there is something, just let others call you.” Victor saw the other party and stood up and said hurriedly.

Kwaukmot shook his head and patted his leg. “This leg is injured, but you should walk more, otherwise it will wilt and it will be really useless.”

Victor poured him hot water. Although he might not need to borrow his reputation now, the two cooperated well and there had been no conflicts. The other party was also very tactful, so of course there would be respect for face.

“Is there anything? "

"I heard about the suicide of the mayor of Piedras. It touched me. Why would a mayor help a criminal organization? I think I underestimated human nature."

Quaukmot coughed, "We always thought that determined warriors would not be corrupted, but the American money tactics are too deadly. Few people can maintain their humanity in the sugar-coated bullets."

Victor nodded slowly.

Just like the mayor Leopold Van Buren, although he was not a soldier who followed Victor to fight north and south, when Sonora was conquered, his family gave a lot of help like a bet.

Medical care, food, publicity, etc., Victor also gave him a position as the mayor of Piedras in return. This place has a small population, thinking that no matter what, there will be no moths.

But it is obvious...

Victor overestimated human nature and underestimated the power of capital.

"The most important thing is the lack of control over mayors and town heads. Relying on the limited capabilities of the Internal Affairs Bureau, we can only manage to the governor level at most. It is more terrible for people below to do evil, so I thought of a way. "Kuaukmot said.

The boss on the other side sat up straight, his eyes lit up, "Go on."

"We can assign exclusive secretaries to mayors and town chiefs, and these secretaries are trained and trained by us. In addition to helping with work matters, these people also have an important thing to do. Supervise their chiefs, as long as the other party violates any laws. The secretary can report any undisciplined behavior.”

"As long as the report is successful, let this secretary take over!"

Good guy…

What a great move to get rid of the firewood! (Thanks to readers Raul for his comments~)

Isn't this just installing a radar next to the leader?

"And we must also improve the reward system for public reports, but we must prevent false accusations. False accusations will be increased by one level. Although there are great disadvantages, I think this is the best way for Mexico now."

As for whether the people below will make trouble?

If you make trouble, get out of here. If you can't find people who are farmers, then are you afraid that you can't find people who are officials?

Victor's approach is to maintain integrity with high salary. Like Mayor Leopold Van Buren, although the place where he performs his duties is not very developed, his basic salary + bonus can easily reach 80,000 US dollars a year.

You must know that the annual salary of the mayor of San Francisco in 2024 will only be $220,000.

At the same time, the mayor of New York only had 100,000, and the mayor of Los Angeles only had 50,000!

It is also equipped with a special car, a driver, and a house. State-level cadres can recruit 3 people, and the mayor can recruit 2 people. The salaries of these people are paid by the government (from the chaebol).

Under this treatment, Victor would not say a word when the incident in Piedras City came up.

kill!

Kill these bureaucrats and their heads will be rolling.

"Is it too late now?"

"Find people from retired officers, military academies, and political schools first, and assign them first."

Victor thought for a second and immediately agreed, "Okay, you will be responsible for this matter. We will strive to have full-time secretaries in every city after the beginning of the new year."

This is the benefit of dictatorship.

If in the United States, your president does this, hehehe, I will let you try what impeachment is tomorrow.

And in Mexico…

The councils are all military, with the occasional local chief executive being a non-military member.

But they are all loyal to Victor.

After all, I pinched it myself.

Quaukmot stood up excitedly, "Leave it to me!"

…

Residents of Piedras City found that the city-wide vigilance not only did not stop, but also became more tense.

In one of the largest canneries, there are about 1,700 workers in the factory. They were waiting to get off work when they suddenly saw the line leader and others running in and telling them that the entire factory would take a three-day break.

"Why are you resting?"

"Yes, will I still be paid for this break? My son is still getting married."

"Yes, yes."

The workers asked questions hurriedly. They said something to each other, and their eyes were a little worried. The main reason was that the last break was the Northern Army, oh, the current government army, which stopped the business when they invaded.

It was suspended for more than a month, and now of course I am panicking.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The line leader was a little confused by the noise, raised his hand and said, "The three days of vacation are arranged by the government, and they are paid vacations."

Everyone was relieved when they heard this.

Everyone is concerned about their own vital interests.

"Line leader, why are you on holiday?" A head jumped up from the crowd. He asked everyone's curiosity, and everyone looked at him.

The line leader obviously knew something and hesitated for a moment, "Anyway, you will know it in two days, so I will tell you that at the abandoned airport in the suburbs, it is said that a stronghold left by drug dealers was found..."

"That's it?"

"There are more than 10,000 corpses in that stronghold." The line leader glanced at them and said.

"What!!"

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A group of people stared. They all thought they heard wrong. More than ten thousand?

The city of Piedras only has a population of 40,000 to 50,000, so...

"So, this matter is very serious. Someone has been sent down from above. Some of you have been more honest recently. If you are caught, you will be severely beaten. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Seeing how serious he said it, some of the pricks shivered and shrank their heads.

Factories are closed, schools are closed...

On November 30, the day before the press conference, the National Palace announced that all entertainment activities would be suspended on December 1, and all government departments would fly flags at half-mast to observe silence.

This has left people in Mexico at a loss.

But on the Internet, someone had already released the news, and it began to spread immediately!

The public outcry reached its peak.

It is completely unbelievable that in the 21st century, such cruel things can still happen.

Many countries around the world retweeted the news and grabbed the headlines.

This is called preheating...

The American people next door were also shocked when they heard this.

A storm that attracts global attention is unfolding in the Mexican city of Piedras.

Palm Beach, Florida.

Because of the mild and comfortable climate, it is surrounded by some super rich people.

This is a famous wealthy area.

All the American symbols you know about basically live here.

In the villa with house number 8.

The maid was kneeling on the floor to trim the nails of a dog, while three people were grooming it. It was not that it was a celebrity, but that it was the pet of the owner of this villa.

The annual maintenance alone costs more than $600,000.

In a room on the second floor of the villa.

A little boy was sitting nervously, his feet were shaking, his eyes were looking to the side, and his whole body was shaking.

Suddenly the door opened.

He looked up, and the first thing he saw was a pair of red leather shoes, and then he saw a strange man with a smile on his face. His eyes were strange, a little presumptuous, a little appreciative, and a little lustful...

"Mr. Macaulay." The man stretched out his hand.

The little boy also stretched out his hand, but the other party suddenly took his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it under Macaulay's horrified eyes, "It smells so good~"

The boy was so frightened that he quickly pulled back his hand.

The man was not surprised, so he sat on the sofa opposite and looked at the other person with his eyes, "I have watched your performance and I found that you are a genius, Macaulay. You can become the most expensive actor in the world."

"Thank you... thank you." Although he didn't know why the other party praised him, he was still polite enough to say thank you.

"But you know what? If you want to be famous all over the world, you can't do it without someone helping you, hahaha."

"Do you want to be the most famous actor in the world?"

Macaulay didn't know how to answer. He had an intuition that this was like a trap. He had been active in the entertainment industry for more than ten years. He knew the darkness of the entertainment industry. Some things had already been secretly marked with prices.

He started to change the subject with a sarcastic laugh, looked at the other person's shoes, and blurted out, "Sir, your leather shoes are so beautiful."

Who knew that these words would make the other party's eyes light up, "Yeah!"

"You have a really good sense of taste, and I like your frankness."

The man looked around at his shoes on the ground, "Do you know Jemima?"

Macaulay was startled and thought carefully, "Is she the girl I was with last year?"

"Yes, these shoes were made of her." The man raised his head with a smile and grinned, "On her birthday."

! ! ! !

Macaulay's eyes widened, his breathing was a little rapid, and his hands were shaking?

use?

When he looked at the leather shoes again, his stomach began to churn...

puff…

He vomited it out directly, knelt on the ground and retched, and something spurted out of his nose.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became sinister, and the men stared at each other as if they were prey.

"No, no, no..." Macaulay shouted in horror.

Bang bang bang~

A knock on the door suddenly sounded at this time.

The man raised his brows and stood up with a fake smile on his lips, "I'm sorry, Mr. Macaulay, it seems I can't accompany you anymore. I have some business to do in advance, you can do whatever you want."

The boy looked up and saw the butler in a tuxedo standing outside. He seemed to have noticed someone looking at him. He raised his head and the two men looked at each other.

What kind of look is that?

Indifferent and inhumane!

Macaulay watched the door close. He didn't know where the strength came from and rushed over, wanting to shout loudly, but when the door closed, his voice could no longer come out.

"What's wrong?" the man asked the housekeeper.

"Sir, the Mexican side has discovered our stronghold in Piedras City, and the Mexican side has announced that it will hold a press conference tomorrow."

"Public pressure?"

Who knew that the other party would be very disdainful, "This kind of thing is the least lethal to us. An idiot idealist trying to show light in the weirdness of the world? How ridiculous."

Does this respectable person speak in a literary style?

That is to say, Victor is not here, otherwise I will assign you to show you what it means to speak human language.

When the housekeeper saw what his master said, he hesitated, "Should we take some countermeasures?"

"We received so much insult in Mexico, do you think we would downplay it so lightly?"

"Victor..."

"Downfall is not far away!"

The housekeeper doesn’t know where the master’s confidence comes from?

But when you think about it, red shoes have a history of hundreds of years. In the Middle Ages, a group of nobles and priests with special quirks began to kidnap children and then pass them on to so-called werewolves and vampires.

(The pastor really loved the boy).

For hundreds of years, this organization has been victorious in wars and storms, and the power it can unleash is completely beyond your imagination.

This is the foundation!

The butler lowered his head humbly.

He is just a servant, a higher-level slave.

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