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C1517 Poor Scapegoat
On the big screen, China’s live ammunition military exercise in a particular sea area was still going on.
The cannonballs that shot up into the sky hit Mr. Peila’s heart like a bomb. Mr. Peila was stunned for a moment before he staggered and finally woke up from the indescribable stupefaction, looking around in a daze.
Just a moment ago, the meeting room that was temporarily opened for celebration had been packed full of people, no less than a hundred.
But now, it was completely empty. There was only the chair that the attendees had pushed down, the documents that had been thrown away and the mess on the floor.
Even Jack, who had been following her and treated her as his idol, didn’t know where he had gone to.
The two screens continuously flickered with fire, looking like two eyes full of ridicule as they stared straight at Bela.
“Hai.”
Mr. Peila held the table with his left hand and sighed softly.
He knew that he was finished, that his future had once again come to a qualitative turning point as the CIA and even the respected Vice President had been slapped in the face.
Twenty years ago, she was just a newly hired CIA employee. Thanks to a traitor from China, she was able to get a good future as an idol of Jack.
More than 20 years later, Bela, who could already be considered an important leader of the CIA, would fall from the clouds and into the stinky ditch for the same reason.
Still face down.
Even a fool would know that after this incident, Mr. Newson, who had been slapped in the face on the spot, would resent him and push him away as a happy scapegoat.
It was clearly midsummer, but when Mr. Peila walked out of the building onto the street and was blown by the night wind, he suddenly shuddered and subconsciously put on his windbreaker. Suddenly, he thought of the Chinese saying.
Even if it was a success or a loss, it didn’t matter.
Mr. Peila’s rise was due to China’s top secret military exercises.
His downfall was all because of this matter.
However, there was the biggest difference between the two. Twenty years ago, he was just a young and immature brat. He didn’t care too much about success or failure.
After all, he was young. As long as he worked hard after falling, he would still have a chance to get back up.
Mr. Peila was already in his fifties and had long gotten used to this kind of lifestyle. If he lost his job or even went to jail because of this, it would be harder for him to accept than killing him.
“Where’s Mr. Shen?”
Mr. Peila walked along the sidewalk, aimlessly lonely for an unknown amount of time, when he suddenly thought of Han City Steel, the person who sold him this top secret military information.
Without a doubt, Mr. Shen was the culprit that pushed Mr. Peila into the abyss.
Pilar had to find him and tear him apart alive to reduce her anger a little bit.
Of course, she didn’t know where Mr. Shen had gone to.
Fortunately, he still had a phone.
As she reached into her pocket for her cell phone, she bumped into something hard.
It was a Browning pistol.
With a soft click, Paula turned on the safety on her pistol and started dialing Mr. Shen’s cell phone number.
He asked God to let him call Mr. Shen’s cell phone.
That way, if he knew where he was, he would be able to go over there and shoot his head off.
God is merciful.
A soft beep came out of her phone, then came Mr. Shen’s “adorable” voice: “Hello, Mr. Peila.”
Mr. Shen’s tone was as calm as ever. He didn’t know that Death had paid attention to him.
“Where are you?”
Of course, Sarah wasn’t stupid enough to say that her surname was Shen. You actually dared to sell me false information, I’m going to kill you!
He acted as if nothing had happened and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, “I would like to have a drink with you. At the same time, I would like you to give me pointers on the factors that led to this operation’s failure. Just the two of us alone, to the Danu. ”
Dan Nu Bar was the first place Mr. Shen had arranged to meet him since he came to America.
That place was a paradise for men.
Beautiful wine and beautiful women were everywhere.
As long as you can walk through that door, no matter what kind of wine you want to drink, a beautiful waitress will bring it to you at the fastest speed possible. She will also sit on your lap and offer you a glass of wine.
Similarly, no matter which beauty you like, you can still run up and celebrate under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Danu’s Bar, a man’s paradise.
After Mr. Shen had been there once, he immediately became obsessed with it and was unable to extricate himself.
Sure enough, after hearing that Sarah was going to Dan Nu bar, Mr. Shen’s tone became agitated again: “Ahaha, how embarrassing would it be to go to Dan Nu bar for higher consumption again?”
“Money is nothing. We’re friends after all.”
She clearly wanted to tear someone with the surname Shen alive, but now, she could still maintain the demeanor she should have.
The sincerity in his tone made him start to suspect that he was speaking the truth.
Paula’s sincerity moved Mr. Shen: “Mr. Peila, thank you for your love, I will definitely go over. But maybe it’s a little bit of a party, because I have one more thing to do. ”
“What is more important than going to have a drink with the pill slaves?”
“It’s about Mr. Dongyang Matsumoto.”
“Matsumoto?”
“Captain Matsumoto of the Dongyang Secret Security Bureau?”
The Dongyang Secret Security Bureau was a CIA department that was similar to America. The national security department of China had always kept a low profile and rarely attracted much attention.
Pilar knew that Matsumoto was his friend, and the two of them were colleagues. They had once had a professional and academic conversation, and although they weren’t exactly friends, they weren’t strangers either.
“Yes.”
“You– I know. “Matsuyama is the one who bought your information.”
“Yes.”
“He’s here too?”
“Nope.”
“Then what do you have to do with him?”
“Because I just got the news that seven minutes ago, there was a major mistake regarding the secret military intelligence leak about the military exercises in China. It caused a certain Dongyang to lose face, and because of that, he resigned from his position and committed caesarean section and committed suicide.”
When Mr. Shen talked about it, his tone was as calm and frightening as a casual conversation between friends. “I can’t deny that I have a little responsibility for Mr. Matsumoto’s death. So I think I should call his family to show my sincere condolences. Mr. Peila, do you think I’m going to pay up? After all, I had gained quite a bit from my deal with Mr. Matsumoto. With his death, the family’s orphans and widows … ”
When Mr. Peila heard that Matsumoto had committed suicide, his whole body began to tremble like a pendulum.
And his lips, causing his voice to tremble: “You, who are you?”
“I’m Shen Mingxi. Mr. Peila, have you forgotten?”
“I know you are Shen Mingxi! I, I just want to know your true identity. ”
“Hehe, Mr. Peila, I think you’re confused.”
Shen Mingxi laughed and lightly said, “Of course it’s Han City … …”
“You’re not!”
After working in this field for more than 20 years, her keen perception in certain aspects was much better than ordinary people. This allowed her to detect a difference from Shen Mingxi’s calm tone: “You, you are definitely not Shen Mingxi. At least, you’re no longer the Shen Mingxi who went to the Dan Slave Bar. Who exactly are you? ”
“Hehe, Mr. Peila, it seems that your success was not a fluke.”
The man who stood behind a tree tens of meters away from Mr. Peila and looked at him with narrowed eyes chuckled and said, “Who I am is no longer important to you. The important thing is whether you want to follow Mr. Matsumoto’s example and kill yourself, or wait for us to do it. ”
“You want to kill me?”
Sarah asked with her eyes wide open.
Shen Mingxi’s voice was sinister, “Actually, you should have died more than 20 years ago. If you didn’t care too much, it would be strange if you could live to this day. After all, a person who had rendered a great service to the America CIA was suddenly assassinated. “That way, to me …”
“You are Chinese!”
“The real Shen Mingxi has been killed by you. You’re just trying to get in touch with me in the guise of him, trying to assassinate me. ”
At this moment, Bela’s mind was working, but her breathing was a little ragged, “More than 20 years ago, you guys didn’t dare to touch me because I was a meritorious general of the country and also an important member of the CIA. If you make a move on me, it will lead to intense retaliation at all levels, and the gains will not make up for the losses. But now, I have failed — I, I have become the scapegoat. I was the one who caused many people to lose face. If I died, they would publicly announce that it was due to me having mental problems that led to this farce. After that, like Song Shimao of Dongyang, I had to commit suicide to atone for my crimes. ”
Shen Mingxi’s laughter came out of the phone, “Hur Hur, you’re very smart.”
“Where are you, where are you? Come out, I want to fight you! ”
She threw her cell phone and took out her pistol. She turned around and pointed at the man’s hiding spot.
The pedestrians on the street saw someone take out a pistol, all of them screamed and scattered in all directions.
His keen sixth sense allowed him to be certain that Shen Mingxi was hiding here.
He should have lunged at her with a snarl, but he took a step back.
He was old.
When a person gets older, they will become extremely treasured of their life and will be very afraid of death.
Whether it was a Chinese or a noble America citizen.
“Who exactly are you? Who are you?”
Bela asked in a low voice as she retreated step by step, then suddenly turned around and ran.
He swore he would run home as fast as he could, take all his cash, and get to the Mexico before the CIA froze his passport.
As for his wife and children — there was an old saying in Huaxia that couples were supposed to be in the same forest, but each flew their own way when faced with a great calamity.
“Ah!
When she turned around, she bumped into someone.
It was a woman.
His figure was tall and slender, and his facial features were exquisite. There seemed to be water flowing within his eyes, causing the man to think about it the first time he saw it.
With a start, Bela raised his gun and immediately recognized the beautiful lady in front of him.
Not long ago, when Mr. Peila was in high spirits, he saw a beautiful Chinese reporter in the CIA’s conference room.
She had made a deep impression on her.
At the time, Bela had thought that when this matter was over, he would contact this beauty and try his best to get her into bed.
“It’s you?” “Why are you here …”
After recognizing who the beauty was, Bela was stunned for a moment. Just as he asked the question, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
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