America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 626 The Net Closes

Burbank Magnolia Avenue, weekend.

In a booth by the window in the restaurant, Martin and his two companions enjoyed Brazilian barbecue while looking across at the brightly lit "Nike Home" across the street.

Several luxury cars were parked in the small square downstairs.

Nicholson asked, "It seems quite a few people have come. There's one I know, a high-ranking Treasury official who's in California on official business."

"Remember that Black woman I showed you?" Martin was very familiar with the LAPD: "She's a deputy commissioner of the Los Angeles Police Department."

Leonardo said, "Nexium is different from your Coca-Cola cult; they take an elite route."

Martin said, "Besides the elites, there are also those beautiful women."

Leonando automatically chimed in: "Beautiful women are a scarce resource too."

Nicholson and Martin both agreed with this.

Martin glanced across the street and said, "It seems like the NikeSym party is over."

Cars drove onto the passageway in front of the Nike Home store one after another, and drove away after people got in.

The two sides weren't very far apart, and Martin could roughly see that Marina got into a BMW.

He called Bruce.

Outside, a car quickly followed.

Nicholson said, "If Martin's approach doesn't work, and Nikesem has already done it once, she might do it a second time."

Martin chimed in, "We'll wait for the second time."

Nicholson asked, "Have you made contact on the other end?"

Martin nodded: "They'll be here soon."

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The champagne-colored BMW pulled up in front of an apartment building. Marina got out and waved to Susie in the driver's seat: "It was a very pleasant afternoon. Thank you for the invitation."

Susie smiled and said, "You're welcome. I'll let you know next time there's an opportunity."

Marina smiled and said, "Okay."

"Goodbye." Susie started the car and drove away.

As she turned the corner, she placed her hand on her waist and touched the brand through the thin fabric. Before long, Marina would be just like her.

It's often said that men like to drag women down with them, but women also like to drag women who are prettier than themselves down with them.

Marina returned to her apartment, kicked off her high heels, poured herself a glass of cold water, and drank most of it in one gulp. Her heated mind was stimulated, and she gradually calmed down.

The afternoon classes were a bit ridiculous; so many American elites were acting like fools, obsessed with the course of that so-called master of human psychodynamics.

Among them were the deputy director of the LAPD, key officials from the U.S. Treasury Department, and members of city and state legislatures, among others.

These are all things that ordinary people rarely have access to.

As for Martin, all signs indicate that there is no hope left. Marina thinks that NikeSym might be a way out.

Through Nikesem's connections, she might be able to meet higher-ranking American figures.

Marina decided that she would still attend the next NikeSem party.

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The black Chevrolet SUV slowly drove into the Davis Estate. Neves sat in the back seat, pondering why Martin had asked him to come to Los Angeles.

Although he didn't understand it, he still flew from Washington to Los Angeles.

Neves remembered clearly that ever since he met Martin, every time he encountered something related to Martin, he would level up.

From the earliest Washington spy scandal to the later Santa Monica Pier incident, Neves, like Martin, was ultimately a beneficiary.

The Chevrolet stopped in the fountain square, Neves got out and met Martin, who was waiting there.

Martin stepped forward, shook his hand, and said, "Let's talk inside."

Neves nodded and followed Martin into the villa.

Martin led his men directly to the study, leaving Bruce to guard the door.

As soon as Neves sat down, he asked, "Martin, you said you had an urgent matter and it wasn't convenient to discuss it over the phone?"

Martin stated directly, "I've discovered a Russian spy."

"Russian spies?" Neves knew exactly what those Russian spies were all about, and asked, "Are you being hunted by Russians again?"

Martin shook his head: "Not an assassin, but a real spy, possibly a swallow."

He further stated, "Leonardo, Nicholson, and I discovered her together and carefully observed her for three months, so we can be fairly certain of this."

Neves knew these two men; they were known as one of Hollywood's trio of scoundrels, along with Martin.

He didn't think Martin would joke about something like this, and said, "What exactly happened?"

"During the European premiere of Inception, Leo threw a party in Paris..." Martin recounted the events verbatim, omitting Tom Hardy's part.

Neves immediately concluded: "It's highly likely that they were attracted by your identity as the leader of the Cola Cult."

Martin said, "I think so too. They want to plant a spy in my midst and then use the Cult of Cola as a platform to gather information and intelligence that is detrimental to America."

Neves asked, "Did she attend any of your Coca-Cola Cult gatherings?"

"No," Martin shook his head and said, "because I was very worried about her. I haven't seen her since I came to Los Angeles, but Nicholson and Leonardo have been keeping an eye on her. It seems she's joined Nikeam."

Neves seemed surprised and asked, "Keith Lanier's NikeSem?"

Martin said, "Yes, that's NikeSem, the Los Angeles headquarters is at NikeSem House on Magnolia Boulevard."

"There are also many politicians among the members of Nikesem," Neves speculated. "Since the Cola Cult was not an option, she chose Nikesem, which also had access to the political arena. It's a very typical spy tactic."

He asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

Martin shrugged. "No, we weren't sure at first, but once we were sure, we were worried about disturbing her, so we just kept our distance."

He casually remarked to his old friend Neves, "Isn't dealing with these spies one of the FBI's specialties? She probably attends Nikesom parties quite often. Just put out some bait, and the fish will surely bite."

Neves couldn't help but laugh: "Looks like you've done your research."

Martin said, "After making so many action movies, it's hard not to understand these things."

Neves' smile faded, and he asked with unusual seriousness, "Martin, how confident are you?"

Martin said, "Ninety percent! Not just me, but me, Leonardo, and Nicholson all agree."

Neves nodded slightly. This was easy to confirm; they would know once they released some bait to test the waters.

For example, disinformation about NATO's eastward expansion.

If not, they can be recalled at any time; if they are true, it is a huge achievement and a key asset for the next promotion.

Neves believes this risk is worth taking.

He glanced at Martin, his old friend who always brought him good luck.

But Neves also knew that Martin was not just a simple Hollywood star; his network of connections was intricate and complex, even extending directly to the White House.

He was meticulous in his work, and asked, "I won't let Russian spies threaten you. Do you have any special requests regarding this case?"

Martin also knew that the network of relationships he had cultivated through the Cola Cult over the years had played a significant role in getting Neves to ask this question.

"Leo, Jack, and I have been secretly monitoring this spy for a long time." Martin had played the framing trick too many times before and was very skilled at it: "We suspect that Nexium is colluding with the Russians to deliberately lure American social elites and extract intelligence through brainwashing and other means."

Neves was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "The FBI is shameless enough, but Martin, you're even more shameless than the FBI!"

Martin added, "Keith Lanier is the mastermind, and he is very likely a high-ranking KGB spy."

If such a high-ranking spy truly exists, Neves would certainly be a great contributor to uncovering him, but such an operation would be incredibly difficult. He said, "As you just mentioned, there are too many social elites within Nikeam. If we were to take them down, the resistance would be unimaginable..."

"No, no." Martin held up a finger and shook it: "You misunderstood me. The only one who truly colluded with the Russians was Keith Ranier. He controlled and abused female slaves, including underage girls. The only one who truly broke the law was Keith Ranier. As far as I know, Ranier's background is quite ordinary."

He emphasized, "Raniel holds enormous wealth, amounting to hundreds of millions, contributed by numerous believers."

Upon hearing this last sentence, Neves suddenly laughed. Previously, there had been reports of Ranier's crimes, such as slavery, but due to the intervention of those elite followers, none of them had been brought to a conclusion.

But adding a Russian spy makes all the difference.

Those social elites who joined NikeSemi must understand how serious this is!

Neves thought it was entirely feasible and had already made up his mind. He asked, "Why?"

Martin understood what he meant and said, "Keith Lanier intends to turn my relatives into female slaves."

"He deserves to die!" Neves stood up, shook hands with Martin very formally, and said in a formulaic manner, "Mr. Davis, thank you very much for the crucial clues you provided to the FBI. You are truly worthy of being an honorary citizen of Los Angeles and a national hero of the United States!"

Martin said, "This is a civic responsibility."

After leaving the Davis Estate, Neves immediately deployed his men and quickly found a suitable inside man. Through a Nike Syme party, he successfully laid out the bait.

After the fish took the bait, Neves didn't rush to reel them in. Instead, he waited until the next Nikesem gathering and then mobilized his men to raid the Nikesem House on Magnolia Drive, successfully capturing Marina and Keith Lanier.

With the FBI's tacit approval, Ivan once again "captured" an exclusive story, which he then sold to TMZ.

The news caused an uproar across the United States. It wasn't just about espionage; the FBI also uncovered a series of crimes committed by Keith Lanier.

He is suspected of multiple crimes, including espionage, fraud, illegal imprisonment, violent assault, and treason.

When it came to Russian espionage and treason, those political figures immediately distanced themselves from Keith Lanier and turned into victims.

All of Nike's North American locations were shut down by the FBI.

Neville once again became a star figure within the FBI.

Keith Lanier will spend the rest of his life in prison.

I forgot to mention that the story of the female spy has run into some trouble. This book has been under surveillance for a long time, and I can't even remember how many chapters and how many times it has been revised. I won't go into details, as everyone knows. When I was writing this chapter yesterday, the first half was progressing normally, but I was suddenly reminded in the last few hundred words, so I had to hastily finish it.

(End of this chapter)