America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 318 The Undying Grip

The next day.

The Grand Master woke up in his own villa's big bed, stretched, and felt refreshed.

I got up and took a look, and found that Jennifer and Erin had already left for work, so I got up, went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed my clothes, and went out.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Sieg sitting at the dining table, scrolling through his phone, eating breakfast, and grinning happily.

Zhang Ailun ignored him, went over and poured himself a glass of milk, opened the bacon sandwich and fried egg in the insulated box on the table, and ate a simple meal.

I picked up my phone and glanced at today's daily news.

[Daily News: Your good friend and business partner, Marushin, has contacted the staff at the car graveyard for you, and together you've pieced together three F-16s and one F-15 fighter jet. He expects to ask you for $500 million for each retired F-16 and $650 million for each retired F-15.]

That's great! The Grand Master was just worried about not having enough firepower.

[Daily Intelligence: The intelligence you provided has brought significant benefits to the Allies and gained unanimous approval. Saudi Prince Simba has decided to invite you to Las Vegas for his mother, Princess Maggimonne,'s birthday party. Also invited are members of the Central African royal family, who are currently trying to suppress 200,000 unruly black civilians and rebel groups in their country. You may be able to secure new orders as a result.]

So the Saudi prince's name is Simba? The Grand Master had never heard of his name before.

As for the 200,000 troublemakers and rebels in the Central African Republic... to be honest, it can only be said that the Central African Republic has its own unique national circumstances.

[Daily News: Your order of the General Electric Boat Spruance-class destroyer has commenced shipment and is expected to arrive at Jehovah Island this afternoon. You need to pay the remaining $3850 million.]

[Daily Intelligence: To accomplish your grand plan, your capable lieutenant, Chibatu, has contacted a long-lost friend and recruited professional retired naval instructors and veterans. Details: Retired instructor Spike served on the Spruance destroyer, where he was a chaplain before retiring due to injury. He had a passionate and intense relationship with Chibatu during their time at naval academy, which ended due to his girlfriend's interference, leading to their marriage. Their rekindled romance will not affect naval training.]

Zhang Ailun: ...

[Daily News: A treasure map left behind by Jehovah Prian involves a silver merchant ship plundered during the Spanish Viking era. Hundreds of thousands of Spanish silver coins and a large amount of gold coins were looted by pirates and sank on the ship. During World War I, treasure hunters discovered the shipwreck and a large amount of silver coins on an island, attracting most treasure hunters and earning it the nickname "Silver Island." Currently, the island is under the control of Colombian armed groups and has been transformed into a resort island, open 24/7, open to the public for a fee. —Long press to view the treasure location map.]

Zhang Ailun selected the location of the treasure and then searched for information about Silver Island on Google.

Several huge land reefs resembling ships were discovered, and in photos of the shallows taken by tourists, canoes covered in algae can also be seen.

This island was once a reef archipelago in the Caribbean Sea. During the 18th century, when piracy was rampant, it was just a body of water. Later, perhaps due to the sinking of the sea, the reef rose and emerged to form a small island. Huge shipwrecks also became integrated with the reef and were even buried on land.

Over a century of wind and sun have transformed it into a unique small tourist island with beaches and a rainforest climate, now a tourist resort owned by the Kofur guerrillas.

[Daily Intelligence: The international theft organization Acr, along with over a dozen different groups comprised of hackers, gunmen, master thieves, con artists, and mercenaries, have learned of the change of ownership on Jehovah Island and have decided to launch an operation against your island, plotting their attack. They will approach the island via submarines and hot air balloons to conduct long-term surveillance. A group of outlaws from Venezuela will approach your island disguised as a merchant ship, requesting a stop for supplies, but their true purpose is to preemptively install and embed surveillance and recording devices, and to take measurements. Jehovah Island from the Priyan era still has 64 undetected recording and listening devices—long press to get the location of the tracking devices and electronic equipment.]

Damn it!!

There's not a single hair on my island now, what are you trying to steal?

You have to wait until the pig is fattened before you can slaughter it. Aren't you being a little too hasty?

What was Prien doing before? His island has been completely infiltrated!

Why is Madison not being contested? Is it because it's backed by California's coastline? While the leader is in the no-man's-land of conflict in Mexico?

No wonder Prien caused such a huge mess as soon as he got into trouble, and was completely robbed by his own employees. It turns out someone had been watching him all along!

The Grand Master is really getting annoyed by them.

After finishing his breakfast with a vengeance, he asked Sieg to wash the dishes. While resting on the sofa, he received a message from Reina and glanced at it.

Rena: The Hamburger Foundation received $1.6 million yesterday afternoon, from Citibank and UBS, and also spent tens of millions of dollars. That money was paid to General Electric Boat. Did you do that yourself? What did you do? Buy warships?

Zhang Ailun: Didn't Dave notify you?

Reina: No, because I didn't have time to go to the office yesterday. There were things at the Green Letter Shelter that required my attention. I just arrived here this morning and checked the accounts, and I saw a large amount of money involved in the transactions.

Zhang Ailun: There are no problems with the project. I did indeed purchase two second-hand warships from General Electric Boat. This is because I secured a private island through a friend.

He sent the photos taken on Jehovah Island to Reina.

Reina: This island is really beautiful! I think I saw similar photos online before; it was the property of a very wealthy person, and now it's yours?

Zhang Ailun: They're ours now!

Reina: Congratulations, you've made another fortune! But you haven't come to see me in ages. As the owner of the foundation, it seems you've never even been to your own studio and don't care about the company at all.

Zhang Ailun instantly understood what she meant.

He replied: "I was just about to visit you. Are you in our foundation's office? I can come over right now; I happen to have some funds that need to be submitted to the government for reimbursement."

Reina: OK.

Zhang Ailun put away his phone, made himself a cup of tree bark water to replenish his energy, drank it all in one gulp, and prepared for battle in advance.

He greeted Sieg, went upstairs to retrieve the reimbursement documents from Detective Raylor of the Narcotics Bureau, put on his coat, went out, got into his Rolls-Royce, and drove to the foundation's office.

After passing several traffic lights, we arrived at the office building on Sunset Boulevard. We parked our car in the roadside parking lot and took the elevator to our privately leased office floor.

I found the logo of the Hamburg Foundation with gold foil. This floor is basically their office space. Pushing open the door, I saw several computers in the work area, and the interior was very clean.

Aside from Congressman Jackson, Dave, and Rena, very few people usually come here.

This was indeed the first time the Grand Master had come here.

They went straight into the CEO's private office and found Reina watering the potted plants. When she turned around and saw the Chief of Staff coming over, she greeted him warmly.

"Honey, you seem even more beautiful than before!"

Looking at Reina, who had her hair up, dressed in office attire, black stockings, and high heels, exuding the air of a capable businesswoman, Zhang Ailun suddenly felt an urge to vent his anger.

I placed the documents on the table, then drew the blinds and locked the door.

"Why are you closing the door? I still need to mop the floor." Reina was amused and annoyed by his eagerness.

"Cleaning is something a professional cleaner can handle. Let me see if you've been working out or doing yoga lately." The leader walked over and gave him a hard squeeze with his lewd hand.

Reina was also provoked by him, and her reaction was even more enthusiastic. She stopped pretending to be a lady and pounced on him, pinning the Grand Master to the table.

"Honey, I should be the one saying that. You and your girlfriends are always fooling around in the villa, your body must be exhausted, right? Let me check if you've been getting enough rest lately!" Reina said directly.

hiss……

The Grand Master gasped.

The phone rang out quickly in the CEO's private office.

An hour later, the leader of the sect finally calmed things down.

Reina, her face flushed and hair disheveled, straightened her clothes, rinsed her mouth, and complained, "You were too rough. You were like a monster. I'm starting to wonder if those girls don't satisfy your needs? You're not on drugs, are you?"

Zhang Ailun glanced at the lipstick stains still clearly visible on the French windows and chuckled dryly, "How could I possibly use something like that?"

Reina rubbed her cheeks. "Luckily, this building is on a high floor, otherwise someone would definitely have seen what we were doing here."

"Isn't this even better?" The Grand Master said indifferently, sat down in a chair, patted his thigh, and gestured for Reina to sit down.

Reina rolled her eyes at him, but didn't refuse and walked over.

The two snuggled together again and whispered some sweet nothings to each other.

A second battle soon broke out.

Only when the sound of a door opening outside did the leader halt his attack. Listening to the beeping of a card swipe, he asked softly, "Did you order takeout? Or did someone come to clock in?"

Reina asked in surprise, "It should be Dave, right? I didn't call the cleaning staff or the delivery guy."

"Hey, Dave? Is that you?" Rena called out nervously.

The Grand Master also felt a strong sense of pressure.

"It's me!" Upon hearing Dave's voice, the Grand Master instantly sensed that Reina relaxed.

"Wait a minute, Allen is here. I need to talk to him about something, I'll be right out," Reina called out again.

Dave, with a strange expression, held his teacup, looking at the tightly closed door and blinds, and wanted to say that there was something wrong with keeping the doors and windows closed in broad daylight, as if he couldn't bear the light.

Are they studying how to bomb Pearl Harbor? Or are they studying the Little Boy?

After hesitating for a moment, I still answered, "OK."

He turned around and started organizing the files, sat down in front of the computer and started typing away, took a sip of coffee, and got seriously busy.

Inside the room, Reina covered her mouth and bent over, gripping the violently shaking corner of the table.

"Fxxk..." She was about to cry.

A dozen minutes later, the Grand Master breathed a sigh of relief.

"Done."

Reina gave him the middle finger, paused for a moment, and then hurriedly ran into the bathroom.

After straightening their clothes, turning on the exhaust fan, and spraying on some perfume, the two of them finally left the office.

The leader greeted Dave without changing his expression, while Rena took a trash bag and went outside to throw away the garbage. Dave gave the two of them a meaningful look but didn't say anything.

Why are you doing this so early in the morning?

Zhang Ailun glanced at the form he was filling out and handed it to him. "I happen to have a document here. If you have time, you can go to the department in the city center to apply for reimbursement."

"What's this?" Dave hesitated before taking the document, glancing at it with some surprise. "A DEA reimbursement certificate for weapons and ammunition? One million dollars?"

"I went on a mission last night, and I regret not filling out more forms," ​​Zhang Ailun said helplessly. "But at least there was some extra income."

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll go over when I have time." Dave put the documents away.

Zhang Ailun poured himself a glass of water, and the two chatted for a few more minutes.

When Reina returned, she said directly to the Grand Master, "Now that things are settled here, I have to go to the Green Letter Containment Facility."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Zhang Ailun nodded, greeted Dave, and the two went out and took the elevator.

"You two didn't go out to discuss anything unhealthy while I was away, did you?" Reina asked the Grand Master in the elevator.

"We've already done it, why are we afraid of what others will say?" Zhang Ailun raised an eyebrow. "If you're not satisfied, we can go find another place to do it."

Reina raised her middle finger. "Not today. I have other things to do."

"Then let's do it another day."

The two chatted and laughed as they reached the first floor and exited the elevator.

After getting into the Rolls-Royce, Zhang Ailun drove Reina to the Green Shelter. They parked the car on the side of the road, got out, and kissed each other goodbye.

The leader watched her leave, enter the shelter, then turned around and drove away from the street.

As Zhang Ailun passed through a traffic light intersection, he also received a message from Marushen.

Marushin: I've already arranged some work for you. I've managed to get parts from three F-16 fighter jets and a disassembled F-15 from the aircraft graveyard. Are you interested?

Zhang Ailun: Of course I'm interested. What's the price?

马鲁申：就按照之前说好的价格，F16的整机拆分零部件，一架500万美元。F15我只收你650万美元。你总共需要支付我2150万美元！

Zhang Ailun: This price is very reasonable. You can send it to your account now. I can pay you a 30% deposit first, or we can choose the old method, where you deliver the goods to my door, and I will pay you for each batch of parts delivered.

Marushin: Do you still want my men to deliver it to the suburban hangar?

Zhang Ailun: No, you need to transport those things to Jehovah Island. I can give you extra shipping fees.

The geographical coordinates of Jehovah Island were sent to the other party.

Marushin: Let's waive the shipping fee. Hiring a Mason Clipper doesn't cost much anyway, and I've already made a lot from you. You can pay me after I transport the goods. This private island, I remember it belongs to Jehovah Priyan, right? Did you buy it for him?

Zhang Ailun: It seems your intelligence is a bit outdated. This island is mine now!

Marushin: Really? Congratulations!!

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhang Ailun agreed on the price and shipping method with the other party and then exited the chat window.