American Scandal King

Chapter 317 I Like Making Friends
Firelight on the highway pierced the darkness, and the pursuing vehicles stopped.

The helicopter rose high into the sky, and the burning rope ladder swung in the air and slowly fell down, accompanied by blood and flesh fragments all over the sky.

Ian got out of the car with his injured arm in a sling, followed by Monica Bellucci, Van Nistelrooy and Ilse.

Ilze dutifully stood in front of Ian, but was pushed away by Ian.

He said: "What I need is never a defensive bodyguard, but an offensive killer."

Ilze said nothing more and just stepped aside.

Monica Bellucci's face was pale.

In just this one hour, she had experienced a series of events including kidnapping, gunfight, car accident, explosion, etc., which brought her great psychological shock.

But looking at Ian, his expression was calm and even normal, which made Monica Bellucci feel respect in her heart.

This is a real man, not comparable to those tough guys on the screen.

Even Arnold Schwarzenegger, Sylvester Stallone, Bruce Willis, Jean-Claude Van Damme and others combined may not be able to compare with him!

This made Monica Bellucci feel like worshipping.

At that moment, what mission, what lobbying?
I want him!

This real man!
Ian didn't care about Monica Bellucci's eyes. He looked at the flames and the broken corpse with a hint of pity in his eyes.

That is the compassion for the death of another butterfly.

Although Ian is cold-blooded and heartless, he is still saddened by the departure of a companion.

The only thing he could do was to take good care of their family.

After thinking for a moment, Ian said to Van Nister, "From now on, the resettlement allowance for all fallen butterflies will be increased to five million, including the families of Filieresor and Vincent!"

Van Nister nodded excitedly: "Thank you, sir!"

Jon Brown's car also stopped next to Ian's. He got out of the car and looked at the still burning ruins of the vehicle.

Ilze began to sew up his wounds.

Sirens blared in the distance, and the surrounding vehicles stopped one after another.

George Tenet got out of the car and looked at the scene with a pale face.

He walked around the flames and came to Jon Brown. "Is Saddam in the car?"

Jon Brown nodded. "Yes, two terrorists kidnapped him. They might be from Afghanistan. They wanted to help Saddam escape so he could continue his rebellion in Iraq. But Saddam managed to get rid of them and seek revenge on Ian Carr... These guys weren't afraid of death. They had a bomb in their car."

George Tenet's face was gloomy.

This result is terrible!
However, he could not blame Jon Brown. He did everything he could. He was the first to find Saddam and he was the one who informed everyone. But because of this, after confirming that he could not escape, the terrorist chose to self-destruct.

They had no intention of leaving Saddam to the United States for trial.

This means America has become a joke!
George Tenet knew that he was in big trouble and that his political future would be in serious jeopardy.

This made him extremely sad.

Jon Brown said softly, "This is very troublesome right now, but fortunately Ian Carr is here. Perhaps you can ask him for help."

Ok?
George Tenet was startled.

Ian Carr?

He looked at Ian.

Ian was still standing by the fire, and his reporters were still filming the burning flames.

Several CIA and FBI agents were stepping forward to stop them.

Director Tenet's heart moved and he shouted, "Don't stop them!"

Several agents were stunned at the same time.

Director Tenet walked over quickly and said, "Mr. Carl, I think we need to have a good talk."

Ian smiled slightly: "No problem."

The two walked straight to the side of the road. Ilze held the needle and thread and said helplessly: "Thread...thread...it's not finished yet." Ian smiled and said: "Wait a minute."

He didn't care about the stitches at all and walked aside with the needle dropped, which made Monica Bellucci look at him more infatuatedly.

Coming to the side of the road, Ian leisurely took out a cigar.

His left hand was injured, so Chief Tenet lit the fire for him himself.

Ian took a puff and said, "I know what you want to say, Mr. Director."

Tenet smiled widely: "Just call me George."

Ian hummed softly, "Okay, George. The situation is now clear. Saddam is dead, and the United States is bound to be caught in a whirlpool of public opinion. Not only that, this is also a major international political event!"

Director Tenet has a headache.

Yes!

A major international political event!
Saddam was taken to the United States, then escaped from prison, there were gunfights, explosions...

The United States is destined to become a laughing stock, and even the White House will be humiliated, and it is the destined scapegoat.

Ian looked at him and said, "I guess there will be a hearing against you soon, and your political opponents will try every possible way to deal with you. But this is not the crux of the matter. After all, this is not a crime!"

In this incident, Tenet was at best derelict in his duty, but it certainly could not be considered a crime. The only thing the hearing could prove was whether he neglected his duties.

But it was not the hearing committee but President George W. Bush who really decided his position.

Ian said, "For Bush Jr., the biggest problem is that this will significantly impact his popularity. The benefits of the war may not be able to offset this impact, and he no longer has such a high probability of winning next year's election."

These words touched my heart.

The real key is George W. Bush.

If Bush Jr. believed that this incident would cause him to fail in his re-election campaign, he would definitely push Director Tenet as a scapegoat to eliminate public opinion and give an explanation.

Whether useful or not, you have to do it.

George Tenet looked at Ian and said nothing.

The other person understands everything, so what else do you need to say? Just listen!

As expected, Ian said, "I can help President Bush win reelection. As long as he believes he can succeed, he won't remove you from office!"

George Tenet: "What can I do for you?"

He didn't ask Ian how to help Bush Jr. win re-election. With Ian Carr's prestige and ability, he had too many ways to do it.

The question is, what can I, as the director of the Special Intelligence Bureau, do?
Ian smiled slightly: "No need to do anything, I'm a reporter, and what I like most is making friends."

The Special Intelligence Agency is responsible for protecting important national figures and has no influence on the outside world. However, on the other hand, they have the most contact with high-level officials and know the secrets of countless government officials. As the old saying goes, the people who know the most of your secrets are your driver and secretary, and in fact, you also need a bodyguard.

The person who knows Ian’s secrets best now is Bridson!
If Ian wants to obtain the secrets of those high-ranking officials, the CIA is an obstacle he cannot get around. Unless he is willing to strain his eyes, it will be difficult to do so - there are at least hundreds of high-ranking officials in the US government, and they have to be replaced every few years.

Searching one by one is too much for the eyes. With the help of the Special Intelligence Bureau, we can strike accurately. For some things, we don’t even need to search for information ourselves, we can just do it directly.

Tenet is no fool either.

Ian said, "I'm a journalist and what I love most is making friends," which is equivalent to telling him what he needs.

Tenet thought for a moment and replied, "I like making friends, Mr. Carr, especially friends like you. But I don't like breaking the law for my friends."

Ian shook his head slightly. "Nothing illegal, just a drink and a chat. You won't do anything illegal, you might say a few more words when you're drunk, but that's all."

My meaning is very clear. It's just a small clue. I will handle the rest myself. It really won't have much impact on you.

Tenet thought hard.

Ian Carr continued, puffing on his cigar, "After you leave office, the Carr Group will invite you to be a consultant. You understand the White House, and we need your help with a lot of our political news. As long as you don't mind a salary of $1.5 million a year being too little, that's fine."

Being a consultant means getting paid for nothing. Even though it's only $1.5 million, the key is that you can get a consultant title at many large companies. $1.5 million per company, that's tens of millions for a bunch of companies. Of course, if Tenet still isn't satisfied, he can keep bidding.

But Tenet didn't do that.

He smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much for your support. It's my honor to be your friend."

(End of this chapter)