Miss President wants to talk to you

Shortly after Edgar left, there was another knock on the office door.

"Come in."

The door opened.

A tall figure burst in with a gust of wind.

"Mr. Hopkins!"

Waters' voice boomed, "You wanted to see me?"

"sit down."

Eleanor said, "I called you here because I have something to arrange."

He presented the Waterley Valley files to Waters.

"Take a look at this first."

Oh?

Waters, filled with doubt, picked up the file and began to read it.

After reading only a few pages, Waters' expression changed. He looked serious and suddenly looked up.

“Mr. Hopkins, there’s definitely something wrong with this place!”

"You can tell?"

Eleanor became interested, never expecting Waters to be so meticulous.

It should be noted that the information recorded in this file is completely normal.

The suspicious points about the valley that I just mentioned were spoken by Edgar himself and were not recorded in the archives.

"Mr. Hopkins, are you underestimating me?"

Waters said confidently, "Don't underestimate me just because I'm a veteran. I'm actually quite interested in detective work and crime-solving."

"In order to hone my skills in this area, I once conducted in-depth research on strange cases from ancient and modern times."

"Including but not limited to, The Study in Scarlet, The Sign of Four, The Hound of the Baskervilles, and The Last Case!"

"In my opinion, the more problems seem to be in a place, the bigger the problems actually are."

"Therefore, the location in this photo must have some unspeakable secret!"

Eleanor: "?"

Didn't you just finish reading Cründall's complete works of Holmes?

What are you bragging about?

but

"You guessed right this time."

"There is definitely a problem here, and a big problem," Elino said.

After saying that, he told Waters about the various doubts he had about the agricultural resettlement company.

The more Waters listened, the more serious his expression became.

Now, without any further reasoning, it's clear that this company is definitely not normal.

To put it more bluntly.

Eleanor pointed to the file with her finger.

“I suspect that this Waterley Valley is very likely a slave labor camp.”

“Preston lured these unemployed people into the valley and was doing some shady business.”

Slave labor camp.

This word is far too sensitive in today's federation.

Waters immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and roughly guessed why Eleanor had come to him.

"The FBI's investigation is not going very smoothly right now."

Eleanor continued, "The local government and police are speaking up for Preston."

"Without concrete evidence, a forced search will only alert the suspect."

"Therefore, I need some brave, resourceful, and trustworthy people who can infiltrate the farm and smuggle out some information."

Eleanor looked up at Waters.

"This job could be very dangerous."

"Once a person goes in, they may not be able to come out."

Waterston immediately felt the weight of the task.

But he did not hesitate at all and immediately made a statement.

Are you kidding me?

I am not yet forty years old, and this is the time for me to make achievements and establish myself.

With such a great opportunity before us, how can we back down!

"Don't worry, Mr. Hopkins, I'll take care of this!"

He patted his chest and said, "Right now, there are quite a few people in the veterans' association looking for jobs."

"Their resumes are genuine; they don't need to fabricate identities, and it won't arouse any suspicion."

"Moreover, many of them are locals from the south."

"I can select a few of my most reliable old comrades and have them enter the valley through the recruitment channels to pass on the message!"

Upon hearing this answer, Eleanor couldn't help but offer a reminder.

"Don't make a statement so quickly."

He said, "This is a very dangerous thing. You should at least go and talk to those people first, right?"

"Mr. Hopkins, you underestimate our resolve!"

At this point, Waters began to try to persuade Eleanor.

"We are all returning from the battlefield, true defenders of freedom!"

"We absolutely do not want to see federal citizens become slaves again on our own land."

"Please give the order, Your Excellency Hopkins!"

Whether these words were sincere or not is another matter, but they certainly carried a lot of weight.

To reinforce his argument, Waters stood up and began taking off his clothes again.

He wanted to demonstrate his bond with the Federation once again.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Eleanor quickly stopped herself.

That scarred Stars and Stripes banner is a good job if done once, but if it's done repeatedly, it becomes a bad job.

If you continue like this, then Eleanor will have to ask a question.

Why are all your scars on your back?

"All right……"

Although Waters was somewhat unwilling to give up after failing to remove his clothes, he stopped.

Now that Waters has made his firm stance clear...

Eleanor had to respect his resolve.

"In that case, I need to remind you of some details."

Elinor thought for a moment and then spoke to Waters.

"The people you send out must pay attention to these points."

Since the decision had been made, we were to send people into the valley at great risk.

The items brought out must have sufficient value to justify the risk.

"The first thing to do is to find out whether they are actually setting up slave labor camps."

"If so, it would be best to bring out the ledger or witnesses!"

Waters listened attentively and took notes.

"Then, what exactly are they planting in the valley? If I'm not mistaken, the profits from these things must be enormous."

Setting up a slave labor camp in the current Federation is by no means easy.

Even if Preston's father is a senator, he can't control everything.

It's definitely necessary to bribe officials at all levels and share profits in order to jointly shoulder responsibilities.

Given this, the profits from what he produces cannot be small, otherwise they would not be able to cover the costs at all.

"This……"

Waters also started thinking about what to grow to get rich quickly.

The answer isn't hard to come up with.

You only need to look it up in the criminal law.

Currently, federal law explicitly regulates two types of hallucinogenic plants.

Coca leaves and poppies.

However, this regulation has huge loopholes.

According to the Harrison Narcotics Tax Act, it is prohibited to "produce, possess, or trade without registration".