Chapter 211 It Was the CIA Who Killed Alejandro!

Chapter 211 The one who killed Alejandro was...CIA!

When Victor received the news, he had just finished talking with Forrest Gump. He was about to go to see Alejandro, but he didn't expect to receive the news of his death!

When he received this news.

He sat alone in the office for a long time.

In his mind, he remembered that he and Alejandro had turned enemies into friends, and they were arm in arm with each other, vowing to change Mexico.

The other party was also a veteran of the anti-drug force.

How long has it been?

Less than two years!

Things have changed.

Sometimes, people's hearts are really unpredictable. Goldfinger can see that the other party has betrayed him, but he can't see why he betrayed.

He smoked cigarettes, one after another.

Casare was originally arranging a musical for American guests. A call came to his mobile phone. When he heard the news that Alejandro had surrendered to the CIA and attempted suicide, he was shocked and speechless.

He hurriedly handed the work to his assistant and rushed back to the city hall. He just parked the car and rushed into the building without waiting for the bodyguard to hold an umbrella. He didn't even wait for the elevator and ran to the top in one breath.

This is a lot of exercise for Casare, who weighs 220 pounds.

When he ran upstairs, he saw Jason standing at the door.

"Where is the boss?"

Jason Bourne pointed to the office with his chin.

"How could Alejandro betray? How could he!" Casare frowned, "Is there a misunderstanding here?"

"Everyone is dead, what misunderstanding is there."

Fatty Ka's voice was stuck. Indeed, everyone is dead, what's the point of saying these things.

"I'll tell the boss."

He was about to knock on the door, and the door of the office opened by itself.

Victor came out with a serious face. Seeing the two of them, he decisively issued an order, "Block the news of Alejandro's suicide. Don't let anyone spread it. That CIA, cut him into 178 pieces with a shredder and throw them to the US Embassy in Mexico!"

"Write Guzman's name on it."

Victor handed the manuscript in his hand to Casare, "Hold a press conference tomorrow. Memorize it according to what is said above."

Casare took it and took a look. His expression became very serious. He looked at Victor and nodded vigorously.

"Don't let me down. We can suffer together and enjoy together." Victor patted him on the shoulder, his tone meaningful.

Casare was shocked. Looking at the back of the boss, he looked down at the speech in his hand, and felt a little bitter in his mouth.

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The next day!

The people of Tijuana had just gotten up early in the morning. Some went to work, some went to school, and some set up stalls. Suddenly, a long sound came from the radio, like an air raid alarm!

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Many ordinary people were confused and didn't know what happened. In the homes of many residents who watched TV, they suddenly found that the channels had become press conferences.

Carefully discovered that Casare, who appeared in front of the camera, was wearing a black suit and a black veil on his left arm, as if he was mourning!

Who died?

Could it be Mr. Victor?

No way!

Many "bugs" hiding in the sewers also thought of this, and they were ecstatic. God finally took Victor away?

That bastard deserved it!

"Victor! Victor! Victor!" In a residential area, a skinny middle-aged man stared at the TV. He was so thin that you could even see his bones. His eyes were red. In fact, he and Victor had no direct hatred at all.

He was just a gambler and drug addict, but damn, all the drug dealers in Tijuana were beaten up. Even if someone dared to sell, they would do it secretly, and the price of small doses was seriously increased, which made him unbearable and he had to steal. When he was found, he was beaten half to death.

He wanted to jump off the building several times when his drug addiction attacked.

He wanted to go gambling, but the casino was also controlled. People like him who were not well dressed were not allowed to enter. CNMD, isn't this targeting people like him at the bottom?

So, the two of them had no hatred, but this guy still hated Victor.

"It is very sad to announce to the Mexican people that the governor of Baja California, Mr. Carlos Alejandro, an outstanding anti-drug fighter, was killed in his mansion yesterday."

Alejandro? !

Who is this person?

The skinny middle-aged man's face froze, and he cursed angrily. He had never heard of this name, what a dog!

Governor? How do I know his name?

Many bad people who were looking forward to the chaos in the world sighed in front of the TV... Why didn't Victor die!

"The murderer was caught on the spot by the guards who rushed over. According to the suspect, he was hired to silence Alejandro and make him stop investigating the big case of the "31 FBI" bodies found in Tijuana!"

Casare looked sad. Looking at the camera, one could even see his eyes were red with tears. "We don't know if Alejandro's death is related to this case. We hope someone can provide clues. The only evidence is that the CIA dog tag was found on the FBI, but we will conduct an in-depth investigation into the matter!"

"We will also submit an inquiry letter to the CIA and try to clear up the misunderstanding!"

The manuscript Victor gave him was not a criticism of Alejandro's "betrayal", but rather a blame for his death on others. However, in this kind of guiding speech, there were explosive news such as 31 FBI bodies, silence, and the CIA, and many people would automatically bring it in and associate it.

We still have to pretend to be weak. We will bow to the CIA. What does it mean? The victim begs for mercy from the murderer?

This is simply ridiculous!

Misery + weak + evidence of the murderer = CIA is a bastard!

The Internet is so developed in the 21st century that people are spreading rumors everywhere. It's only the early 1990s now. If you just make some public opinion and spread it back to the United States, will the FBI explode?

The FBI is ingrained in their bones about making trouble for the CIA. Do you want them to sit down and talk? How is that possible!

31 bodies of "colleagues"!

Even if it's not, it must be!

Since Alejandro is dead, let's make a fuss about it.

Two bureaus, do you think they will fight?

How far is Mexico from the United States?

A fart, a place that can go abroad with the wind!

Just after Casare finished speaking, only an hour later, the American people began to "spread" through various channels, and at the same time, the articles about CIA drug trafficking that were originally banned in the United States suddenly increased.

Even a lot of evidence was exposed.

"CIA Director William Webster received more than 4 million US dollars in bribes from Colombian drug dealers!"

"31 FBI bodies in Mexico were tortured by the CIA, and video screenshots have been leaked!"

But it's actually just a photo, dark and only two figures can be seen, and there are bodies lying on the ground. From the outside, it can't be seen that it has anything to do with the CIA.

But!

People's imagination will spread.

"Enthusiastic" American people began to greet the "notorious" CIA!

Langley, Virginia!

Located on the Potomac River, the CIA headquarters covering an area of ​​200 acres looks very tall.

The building is covered with the agency emblem: unique shape, in the center of the blue round chassis with gold edges, there is a silver shield. In the center of the shield is a compass with 16 red sharp corners, and on the shield is the head of the American national bird, the bald eagle, and the words "Central Intelligence Agency of the United States of America" ​​are written on the outer circle.

There are many people coming in and out, and all of them are geniuses in certain fields.

Director's Office!

William Webster, the 14th Director of the CIA, had a hideous and distorted face at this time!

This big man who has been in office for 3 years was shaking a little at this time, staring at the deputy directors in front of him.

"Did you kill the FBI people behind my back?"

Good guy, he himself was a little suspicious.

CIA employees are very courageous, and they can do anything overseas, even prostitutes without paying, and kill people's whole families, but William Webster suppressed it.

Hearing that 31 FBI bodies were found, he was not afraid of revenge from the other party, but "hated" being deceived by his subordinates!

"Director, there is no such thing!" A bald man said very confidently.

"Are you sure??!"

The bald man's expression froze for a moment. I just said something extra, why did you take it seriously?

"I will celebrate the FBI's success if they kill them, but who told you to kill Alejandro? You are in charge of the Mexican affairs, Jacob!"

"I didn't give the order to kill him." Another deputy director said in a deep voice.

"Then how did he die? Haha, don't tell me he committed suicide!"

The deputy director was also speechless.

"Director, there is a conspiracy here. Victor even held a press conference on purpose. This is to put us on the fire. He must have done it on purpose." The bald man's mind is very flexible.

William Webster frowned and was about to speak when he heard the office door knocked. A female office employee ran in, looking very nervous.

"Director, the FBI blocked our door!"

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