Working as a police officer in Mexico.

Chapter 521 The world is a makeshift team, but I want to be the boss.

St. Paul Police Department Building!

Police Chief Mauricio Valeso came out humming a little tune. He was in a good mood today. His mistress gave birth to a son for him, and the donations from the local gangs increased his income.

The "Hell Series" of drugs are basically available in São Paulo.

Who do you think deserves the credit?
It's his credit!

He has to go talk to someone. Everyone takes a little, and it would be great to make money happily.

However, there were some tough problems along the way!
The Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency was too disrespectful and even joined forces with the São Paulo Action Team to seize 2 tons of goods at the port, which amounted to tens of millions of US dollars. This made him very annoyed. He gave them money but they refused to accept it. What was his ideal?
Can ideals be eaten?
All right…

Now that I'm dead, I feel a lot more at peace.

How do you think Mauricio Vallejo got his position? He got it by paying money.

The government of Fernando Collor de Mello sold official positions and titles. He called himself Mr. "10%". He gave the gangs enough commissions and allowed them to do whatever they wanted. His brother used his reputation to sell official positions.

Mauricio Vallejo paid $1200 million for the position of São Paulo police chief!
It paid off in two years.

Brazil…

Christ the Redeemer in Rio de Janeiro embraces the wealthy neighborhoods.

Poor?

Hehehe...

Mauricio Valeso drove his own Fiat 124 Spider, a convertible sports car that was not cheap, and was seen off by a local gang leader.

When he stepped on the accelerator and drove on the road, people around him were looking at him, and he really enjoyed this feeling.

Power in hand, money in pocket, women in arms...

Even if I die today it will be worth it!
He stopped at the traffic light and turned up the volume of the radio, which played dynamic music.

Sizzle~!!!

boom!
Suddenly there was a crash from behind, and then a push on the back, causing Mauricio Valeso's body to lean forward. He turned his head sharply and saw a van crashing into his luxury car.

"Damn it! How do you drive!!"

Mauricio Valeso was furious. A man got out of the van and apologized hurriedly, smiling, "I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it!"

He pushed the door open and came down. "Can you afford it? Do you know how much it is? Even if I sell you it won't be enough, you... xxxxx!"

As he said that, he swung a punch, but the other party dodged.

"Oh, you're still hiding? Okay, just wait!" Mauricio Valeso turned back to get the phone in the car so he could call someone.

But suddenly there was a whistling sound in my ears, followed by a "bang", and with a severe pain, my body fell to the ground.

"Mad, this head is quite hard."

The van driver held a stick in his hand and grabbed his collar with a grim smile. Three strong men got out of the van and forcibly dragged him into the van.

Mauricio Vallejo finally felt something was wrong!
"Who are you, the Capital's First Command? Am I on good terms with your second in command, or the Red Command? The Knights? Armed Warriors? The Secret School?"

He listed a series of names, all of which were well-known gangsters in São Paulo.

Brazil has more than 700 known gangs...

Plus some less famous ones, tut tut tut…

Every time he said a name, he observed the other person's face. When they looked calm, his heart skipped a beat. Was he meeting a dragon from another world?
Want to catch me and ask for money?

"Gentlemen, how much money do you want? I'll give it to you!" Mauricio Valeso said straightforwardly. He did not reveal his identity. If the other party really wanted to kidnap him and knew that he was the police chief, what would happen?
"Chief Mauricio..." The driver turned his head and called out his name.

His heart suddenly sank.

"My brother asked me to come and say hello."

"You...your brother is?"

"Simon Morgan and Hiram Roberts."

Mauricio Valeso frowned, feeling that the name was familiar. Suddenly, his face froze, and he remembered it!
This was the name of the DEA employee who was betrayed.

"It seems that you remember it. That's good." The driver smiled, changed gears, pushed the Fiat 124 Spider away and drove away.

There are actually many people around...

Just look at it.

Kidnapping, I'm used to it.

In Brazil in the 1980s and 1990s, nine out of ten people were shot, and none of them were wrongly executed.

As soon as the van left, two skinny men got into the Fiat 124 Spider and drove away!

It's so blatant.

"This... this is not what I did, I didn't do it, gentlemen, listen to me, I am applying for martyrdom for them..." Mauricio Valeso shouted hurriedly.

"The general said that anyone who leaks the information will have his tongue cut off!"

zizizi~~
I saw one of the sturdy men holding an electric drill with a blade in the front. When it was spinning, I could hear the sound of cutting wind.

Mauricio Valeso's pupils shrank, his legs weakened, and he cried, "It's none of my business. It was Octavia Paz. She did it."

"Don't worry, she died more miserably than you." someone answered.

He tried to struggle in fear, but was kicked in the chest and pinned down by two Mexican agents holding an electric drill, who pinched his mouth open and shoved the drill in!

"what!!!!!"

Puff puff puff puff…

The soft tissue in the crying cavity was cut into pieces and flew out. He spat out a mouthful of blood. The severe pain made him struggle hard and he fainted from the pain.

It's just a few seconds...

My tongue is rotten.

Even the corners of his mouth were torn.

It looks terrible.

The driver was still very obedient...waiting for the red light.

A red convertible passed by, with a woman wearing sunglasses sitting in it. She glanced at the body of the van and saw the words "Victor Slaughterhouse" written on it!
"Hey, do you have pork for sale?" she called out.

The driver, who had half the window open, was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course, there's everything in the slaughterhouse, what are you going to use it for?"

"Hey dog, I have a dog park."

"Okay, miss, this is our business card. Contact us when the time comes and we will give you the lowest price!" The driver smiled and handed over the business card on the plaque.

The other party nodded, looked at the green light, and started driving directly, leaving a tail behind.

"Mr. Mauricio Valeso, we found a good home for you." The driver turned around and said with a smile, "Take it to the meat grinder and feed it to the dog."

I don’t know if the other party can hear me.

Dogs can have a snack.

...

The Three Powers Square is the center of the Brazilian government.

Fernando Collor de Mello has a headache right now, as he was recently impeached.

The reason was that he was caught having an affair with his brother's wife by his own brother, who in a rage exposed his scandals, including his collusion with the tycoon Paul Farias, drug dealers and gangsters to establish a huge network of relationships.

In June 1992, the police raided a consulting company he owned and found that the company had only 6 employees, none of whom had received formal university education. However, such a consulting company without any technical advantages made a net profit of 12 million US dollars in the two years that Collor was in office. The secret to making money was to sell government contracts, decision-making trends, economic information and other intelligence to private companies.

Damn...5500 million US dollars!

Nowadays, Dongda University can buy up all the courtyard houses, and then exchange them for huge wealth in twenty or thirty years.

Amid such negative emotions, government members including the Minister of the Interior and the Armed Forces Ministers saw that the situation was hopeless and privately asked Collor to follow the will of the people and retire with dignity.

But Collor not only refused to resign, but continued to play tricks to deceive himself. In order to avoid the shameful fate of being impeached, within 48 hours after the congressional investigation report was passed, Collor made three emotional speeches on radio and television in an effort to "move people with emotion."

However, opinion polls showed that this method was completely useless, with more than 60% of people expressing strong distrust of the president. Collor then turned to bribery and decided to use the funds that the "Bank of Brazil" should have allocated to government departments to establish a so-called "anti-impeachment fund" to pay "allowances" to those congressmen who were still loyal to him.

Every member of Congress who votes against his impeachment will receive a "reward" of $500 million, and even if they abstain from voting, they will still receive $50.

According to this calculation, it would cost a huge sum of $168 billion to get one-third of the votes in the House of Representatives (10 votes). In addition, Collor also built a computer library that stored detailed files of all members of the House of Representatives for analysis and to give each member the best "suggestions" according to the situation.

This caused dissatisfaction among the current Workers' Party leader, Luiz Inácio da Silva, who has said more than once in public that he wants to introduce a "Mexican anti-drug program," which has led to an increasing number of supporters.

He was also a leading figure in the impeachment of Fernando Collor de Mello…

After he steps down, Brazil will hold new elections, and he will take office. He has already negotiated a three-year verbal contract worth 600 million US dollars with the Mexican Drug Enforcement Agency.

Including training special forces, providing weapons and ammunition, supporting intelligence and so on.

You run drug trafficking as a business.

Drug prohibition can also be.

Not every country likes drugs. If you need Mexico to dispatch troops, the price will be higher. Of course, this is a later story.

"Dingling bell~~"

The phone on the desk suddenly rang, startling President Fernando Collor de Mello. He quickly picked up the phone and said unhappily, "Hello!"

"Collor, you bastard, are you going to send the army to wipe me out? I tell you, I will never let you go, we will die together!" The voice on the other end was very angry.

But he immediately knew who it was.

The head of the Capital's First Command, Marcos Camacho, was born into a poor family. He was originally a street thief and was later arrested and imprisoned for bank robbery.

Malcorra demonstrated outstanding organizational and leadership skills in prison.

He claimed to have read more than 3000 books, the one he cited most often was The Art of War, an ancient Chinese military treatise that helped him gain respect not only in prison but also outside it.

Then in 1980 the Capital First Command was created.

"No, I didn't..."

"My people called me. The Maracanã slum, my territory, was raided with heavy machine guns. The license plate is from the Brazilian military!!!"

"If you don't give me an answer, I tell you, you will be in trouble."

A gangster threatens a president...

The world is really a makeshift team.

It's so fucking magical.

The most magical thing is that Fernando Collor de Mello did not dare to talk back. Well... the means he used to come to power were not very bright. He also used the "violence" of the First Command of the Capital to get people to vote.

Collusion of interests.

"Give me some time, I'll investigate and I'll definitely give you a reply. You have to believe me, Makashu, our relationship is close."

Marcos Camacho snorted twice, "Don't keep me waiting any longer!"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Fernando Collor de Mello took a deep breath, but he couldn't suppress the anger. He grabbed the phone and smashed it on the ground, stood up, walked out of the office, and as soon as he opened the door, he shouted twice.

But... there was no one there.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and was about to run back when he heard footsteps and a group of people walked out of the corridor.

Leading the way is the leader of the Labor Party, Luz Inácio Lu da Silva!
On the left and right are the three armed forces ministers, the vice president, and the ministers of various departments.

"Da Silva, what are you doing! Rebellion?!" De Mello shouted in horror when he saw this scene.

"We are here to ask Mr. President to resign. You haven't been decent enough recently, so let us help you be decent!"

"We can't allow Brazil to continue like this. President de Mello, resign." Army Commander Alves Gomez de Oliveira said loudly, looking at de Mello with unfriendly eyes.

His fingers slowly touched the gun bag at his waist.

This person has a fiery personality...

Forcing the emperor to abdicate, this is a coup d'état!
Luz Inasi Lu da Silva looked at him expressionlessly, his eyelids twitching slightly.

Not that he really wanted to take this step...

After all, this isn't a good approach.

But he had been dissatisfied in his heart for a long time. Originally, Brazil was the first member of the "Human Rights Union" and the parliament also agreed to join, but De Mello refused, saying that this would offend the United States.

Moreover, according to Mexican intelligence, De Mello intends to sign a series of unequal treaties before he steps down, especially handing over the Brazilian oil company to American companies and "selling" the resources in the Caracas region of Pará State in northern Brazil to Americans.

In 1970, the Brazilian government and U.S. Steel jointly established the Amazon Mining Company, in which Vale held a 51% stake and U.S. Steel held 49%. However, in 1977, U.S. Steel withdrew from the joint venture and sold its shares to Vale for US$5500 million.

Now I plan to take it back...

There must be something fishy going on here. The United States has already lost complete control over North America, so it will not allow South America to be lost. They want absolute control.

Victor was also trying to win them over, and Luís Inácio Luís da Silva was also anti-American, so they hit it off and started to force the emperor to abdicate.

"God... God will not forgive you."

Without his cards, DeMelo fell to the ground in despair.

"take away!"

Two armed men came up from behind and grabbed DeMelo on both sides, dragging him away like a dog.

"Da Silva! I curse you, and nothing good will happen to you!" De Mello shouted.

Standing at the door of the president's office, Luz Inasi Lu da Silva's eyes twitched.

"Do you want to go in and take a look?" a minister asked.

The vice president standing next to him remained silent.

"Close the door, and let the real president move in after the election."

Hearing this, the vice president and several others felt relieved and looked at each other with deep and complicated eyes.

Luz Inasi Lu da Silva turned and walked away.

I don't have Victor's military power. If I force it, the result will be more trouble than gain. I have to rely on constitutional elections.

Who doesn't want to be president?

If this position was not good, the United States would not have so many old men in their seventies and eighties fighting each other to the death.

I'll come next time.

My portrait will be hung here!

After Luz Inasi Lu da Silva walked out, he said to a short and strong man next to him, "Giacomo Casanova, will you help me?"

Uh ~
The Director of the Latin American Division of the General Intelligence Agency is in Brazil…

There is no trace of Victor here, I don't believe it.

"Of course, we will always need comrades on the road of drug control and opposition to hegemony!"

Giacomo Casanova smiled...

Win over Brazil and completely crush the United States in Latin America!
……

(End of this chapter)