PCD headquarters.

Bishop remained asleep all night, standing in the room of an operation command center at the headquarters, and his employees were conscientiously analyzing information.

The people sent yesterday tried to land on Tang Xin's island and dig out the secrets on the island, and finally ended with annihilation.

Bishop was not discouraged. It was normal for failure. He did not feel as if he was hit. Instead, he quickly learned lessons and was studying new tactical routes to achieve his goal.

The first assassination of Tang Xin failed and was dormant for two years. Bishop regrouped, but this time, his purpose changed.

In the past, he was simply for revenge, but now based on his investigation information about Tang Xin, he has a speculation.

This person is very magical and must have secrets. Many of the things he does are amazing achievements that today's world-renowned successful people may only be able to achieve in their lifetime.

But he did it all, why did he?

Origin, Resources, and Knowledge?

It makes no sense, it makes no sense at all.

Obviously, Tang Xin has an unknown advantage, and this is what Bishop is interested in now.

If he could have Tang Xin's advantages, what would it affect him?

This is the secret he can't wait to unearth now.

After the plane exploded, Tang Xin's family all went to his island. Bishop speculated that if Tang Xin had any secrets or advantages to keep them for his family, of course it would be kept on his island.

The situation is not too bad now. Bishop doesn't care. At least he knows that the forest cannot be walked, and the ground invasion will lead to a head-on conflict with the bodyguards on the island.

Then, you can airborne!

Bishop is now planning a second raid in a hurry.

Dangdangdang

A hurried knock on the door sounded, and Bishop glanced at the monitor. Outside the door was his assistant, a man in his thirties. He looked anxious at this moment. From knocking on the door without a response, he changed to slapping the door with his palm!

Bishop walked to open the door. Before he could ask, the assistant spoke, "Something happened! The headquarters has been surrounded by agents from f-b-i, c-i-a.n-s-a!"

Bishop looked violent and walked quickly to the window and opened the curtains to look down at the outside of the building. The room was highly soundproofed. A large number of cars rushed in from outside, and many people stood outside. Some were suits and ties, and some were wearing guns and bulletproof vests, which looked fierce.

"What are they doing? Who gave them the official approval for coming in?"

Bishop looked solemn, but in the United States, people with his identities and businesses like PCD cannot be found by police as soon as they want to come. The official procedures require the judicial authorities to sign administrative orders with specific power-based figures.

He thought this was a targeted revenge, and the mall had many means of enemies, which was not difficult to imagine.

The assistant panicked behind him: "They moved out the Patriot Act and have ordered everyone to be arrested. Including you! If anyone dares to resist, they will shoot on the spot!"

Bishop's pupils shrink, Patriot Act!

That's for traitors or terrorists!

The provisions of this bill can ignore all official administrative instructions. It is the highest order of the United States to treat the enemy, and even above the Constitution!

Because the suspect after being arrested no longer has human rights, he can be tortured and tortured without being blamed.

At this moment, Agent Doris rushed in with a large number of N-S-A agents wearing bullet vests and holding a pistol. Their muzzles were pointed at each person. Doris, the head of the people, shouted coldly: "Rise your hands! I say! Raise your hands! Otherwise I will shoot!"

Bishop asked with a gloomy expression: "Why are you here?"

"I said! Raise your hands!"

Doris repeated at him without changing her face, pointing her gun at Bishop.

Bishop showed a ferocious face and raised his hands unwillingly. He said again: "You must tell me the reason, otherwise I will make you pay the price!"

As the boss of an arms dealer and mercenary company, he has close ties with the US Ministry of Defense. The military also knows many big names. If he is oppressed for no reason, he has hundreds of ways to avenge him.

n-s-a controlled the scene, Doris said coldly to him: "PCD suspected of transporting Scud missiles to the arms embargo country, Bishop, you betrayed your motherland!"

"What?! Nonsense! This is impossible!"

Bishop shouted in surprise, risks and interests coexist, and the same is true for arms dealers. Selling arms is profitable from astronomical benefits, but if you are not careful and sell the goods to people who should not be sold, you will die without a place to bury them.

Seeing that he denied it, Doris asked, "I expect that this morning, will PCD have a batch of goods to be shipped to Africa in New York and New Jersey ports?"

Bishop blurted out: "Yes, yes, that's just a legal light weapon, for our branch employees."

War may begin in Africa, and their branch business in Africa surges in the short term. Naturally, the headquarters needs to provide some additional supplements in terms of equipment. This batch of goods is just some ordinary military electronic equipment and bulletproof vests and guns.

Doris sneered: "But I found the Scud missile in your cargo container, and it has been confirmed that it was missing in the warehouse where your company stores arms equipment. What is your purpose in transporting the Scud missile to Africa?"

Bishop's expression changed rapidly. He turned his head and asked his assistant beside him who was also raising his hands and sweating: "Why did the missiles in our warehouse appear on the dock ship?"

The Scud missile is just a general reference. In contemporary times, it is no longer a special reference to the missiles born in that year. In the United States, as long as it is not a missile produced and designed by the West, it is usually called a Scud missile.

And the PCD's arsenal is not all American arms equipment.

Most of the light weapons are domestically produced, while the heavy weapons are varied, including European and Russian…

For arms dealers, making money is the first priority. It is not that the Americans only sell American goods. In the era of drastic changes in Eastern Europe, most of the merchants active in the arms industry were Americans, and the products they sold were mostly huge arms equipment produced during the Cold War in the Soviet Union. Who could buy a base worth more than hundreds of millions of dollars from the former Soviet generals at that time?

In today's peaceful times, the goods in arms dealers must be goods with considerable sales, not the most advanced ones.

Bishop didn't know which model or which country's missiles were produced strangely appeared on the dock ship.

Every year, it is normal for arms dealers to communicate with each other, and it is normal for orders around the world.

The assistant was silent and cried and said, "They have confirmed that it is our missile!"

Bishop yelled hysterically: "This is frame-up! This is a slander! How could we dare to sell our weapons to Africa?"

Sixteen sub-Saharan African countries are forbidden zones. Even guns are usually not dared to sell them, otherwise they will easily fall into the hands of Sudan, Somali and other countries, let alone missiles, and sell them. That is impossible. If they are transported, they will also be banned because they may fall into the hands of hostile countries and then be used to attack the United States.

Selling a missile sounds simple, but the chain reaction it can cause cannot be underestimated, which poses a potential threat to national security! A US businessman does this, that is treason!

Doris didn't believe his defense and said in a deep voice: "This matter has been a big deal. The Paris Coordination Committee has received news that many European countries have sent teams to come. Bishop, your best outcome is a life sentence for severe prison sentence. You should know that such a thing happens at this time. No matter what you say, it will not change the end!"

Bishop is dead, what does the Paris Coordination Committee do? It is to supervise the arms embargo!

The game between the seventeen member states on arms interests has always been the leader of the other sixteen countries against the United States.

What type of arms the United States sells? What type of arms they can sell? This is an unwritten practice. In order to break this situation and gain greater arms benefits, any violation of the arms embargo regulations in the United States will make the United States the target of public criticism and cause them to fight back.

Bishop is dead!

He knew the focus of the game here, and the United States would not protect him, and would even send him to the guillotine in person. This would be the only way to maintain the interests of member states.

What are the consequences of missiles being almost shipped to Africa?

Shilali may use troops against Sanraqa. But the United States has the initiative, and as long as this missile leaves the United States, its intention is very suspicious at this time!

It is treason to fall into the hands of the enemy. Will Bishop, the arms dealer, bomb the missiles in Africa or attack the United States in turn?

No matter what the outcome is, a war will begin. Once the war begins, Bishop, as the boss of arms dealers and private armed companies, will his value soar. Will he do this? He has no choice but to defend himself. Every politician is a conspirator, and they will imagine it like this!

What's more, there have always been war madmen in the Mid-Park side, who used force to promote the power of the United States. Bishop knew that he would become a victim, so it was no wonder that the three major security departments of the United States mobilized troops to arrest him.

The situation is hopeless and he has no chance.

There will be no trial, and he doesn't even have a chance to defend himself.

Bishop, who was gray-faced, was taken away by agent n-s-a, handcuffed him and sent him out of the building, and was then locked up in a car.

Before these agents who are like mad dogs finish their work, all staff and shareholders will be taken away to investigate.

Bishop would not be able to find a scapegoat to escape if such earth-shaking things come out. As long as he is a PCD employee and shareholder, he is all involved in the case, and the official will not give him the opportunity to shirk responsibility.

Doris stood in front of the building to direct the agents to act. In front of the car where Bishop was imprisoned, a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly came over. The agent of n-s-a reached out to block the pace of the visitor. The other party took out a document for him to see. Then he got into the car and sat next to Bishop.

Bishop was discouraged, but he vaguely guessed in his heart that this might be a premeditated frame-up!

"Mr. Bishop, I have a few questions to ask you."

Bishop turned his head suspiciously at the gentle man and asked, "Who are you?"

"I work for c-i-a, my name is Finley."

"Finley, hehehe, Finley."

Bishop suddenly laughed nervously.

f-b-i is responsible for domestic security affairs, n-s-a is responsible for national security and preventing terrorist attacks, and c-i-a is responsible for international intelligence.

Bishop heard the name Finley twenty years ago. At that time, he was selling arms to Bangzi in Northeast Asia.

The man sitting next to him must have not grown all his hair twenty years ago.

C-i-a agents are active worldwide, of course, using fake names, and some names are unified code names. Perhaps at this moment, thousands of C-i-a agents all over the world call themselves Finley.

"Haha, Finley, hello, what do you want to ask?"
Chapter completed!