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Chapter 199: Drug Enforcement and Interview(1/3)

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"What's the matter? You're in a hurry. What can't you say on the phone?"

"X Security has received a lot of consultation calls recently, and I'm a little undecided, so I'm here to ask you, can we accept this kind of order?" Bill sat down and talked about what happened during this period.

Speaking of which, the reason why X Security suddenly received such an order inquiry call was because of the attack on Sean.

After the video of the day of the attack was released, a program analyzed in detail the layout and reactions of both sides during the entire attack.

Professionals among them greatly praised X Security's calm and impeccable response to the attack.

Although Sean was shot in the end, it was because the other party used illegal armor-piercing bullets, which are difficult to obtain. This is no longer a problem of X security itself, it is a force majeure.

But even so, Sean was only injured in the end, not dead.

If he were replaced by ordinary security guards, Sean would be beaten to death on the spot if he couldn't resist the second wave of attacks.

Therefore, this has made X Security very famous. Recently, some private security companies have come to our door.

As we all know, the beautiful country is free, free America. Shootings occur every day. Many celebrities are very worried about their own safety. After watching this program, they contacted X Security to inquire about the security price.

This is something Sean didn't expect...

"What the hell..." Sean's face looked very strange after hearing this, and his facial features were all tangled together. He really didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

Gan!

After understanding what happened, Sean thought for a while and decided to take on a similar business.

On the one hand, it is to slightly subsidize the expenses of X Security Company, but mainly to expand its influence.

For this reason, Sean had to work out a security level standard and charging standard with Bill and others.

According to Sean's wishes, three security levels will be formulated and charged accordingly.

Bill thought for a while and then said: "Most of the people who come for consultation are asking about one or two bodyguards. They can't afford 100,000 a month."

"No money? If you don't have money, you hire your insensitive security guard. Go to hell!" Sean scolded directly: "No money? If you don't have money, who the hell will take your idea?"

"Neuropathy!"

"We won't accept the business of one or two bodyguards, it's not enough to lose our status."

"Just follow what I said, there are three levels, and our main business scope should be placed on the third level."

Level 1 security standard: five-person security team, 24-hour protection.

Charging standard: 100,000/month

Level 2 security standard: 10-person combat team, 24-hour protection, anti-eavesdropping, anti-blasting, designed with residential security system.

Charging standard: 300,000/month

Level 3 security standard: 30-person combat team, taking orders for security in public places.

Charging standard: 30/time

There are reasons why it is so expensive, and just getting a gun certificate in each state costs a lot of money.

In addition, this is a 24-hour service, and overtime pay also costs money.

Finally, if you really encounter danger, this is a life-and-death job.

Life is priceless!

So, you have to add money!

In order to deal with this kind of security business, Sean also specially designed a portable bulletproof equipment.

Of course, this was what Sean came up with to protect his own safety after he was shot last time.

On weekdays, it is folded into a cube with a length of 30 meters and a width of 30 meters and is carried on the body.

It is made of Kevlar material and equipped with bulletproof inserts. When opened, it is draped around the body like a sheet one meter wide and two meters long.

Even if an attacker is carrying an anti-materiel sniper rifle, folding it into two layers will ensure safety.

(The so-called anti-shock force breaks ribs or something. This depends on whether there is a bulletproof insert plate. The size of the insert plate, simply put, is the force-bearing area. The angle deflection must also be considered. Bulletproof vests are not as useless as imagined.

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For ordinary security levels, Level 1 is enough. Even for Sean, when he goes out on weekdays, he has Level 2 protection standards.

As for Level 3, it is not used at all in normal times. It is equivalent to the last time Sean was interviewed in public, so it is a matter of time.

Sean asked X Security to focus on the third-level security business, which is what most employers really need.

Long-term security is inconvenient for many wealthy people, and there are too many secrets to hide.

Bill sent him away here, and within two days,

Jeff called. It was not peaceful over there in Cartagena, so Sean hurried over.



"What's going on? Tell me." Sean flew over from Miami in a helicopter.

It just so happens that he plans to keep a Black Hawk in Cartagena in the future.

After this assassination incident, Sean paid more attention to his own safety.

"Recently, we discovered that some people are doing drugs nearby." Jeff explained the matter in detail.

After Sean completely slaughtered the gangs here, they were deemed useless. After Jeff accepted it, they divided the streets into areas and decentralized management according to the way in New Jersey, but the names were all changed to "street committees".

In this way, with street committees underground, law enforcement and security, and government protection and cooperation above, Cartagena is completely under control.

With such a high degree of control, Jeff could not hide the big or small things in Cartagena.

Whether they are local guerrilla drug criminals, from the United States, or from other countries, the worse the bad guys are, the more careful they are.

Even with Gustavo's help in introducing them, there are still few people willing to trade here. After all, it costs 10% more, which is a lot of money.

Of course, money is one aspect, but more importantly, everyone feels that the transaction details are exposed to X Security Company, which is very unsafe!

No one cares about safety more than criminals!

Therefore, the vast majority of transactions are still conducted privately.

They did not dare to trade in the city of Cartagena, so they went to the suburbs and conducted business secretly.

On the other hand, there are many people who come here to transport goods. The ultra-long coastline allows them to trade anywhere and use small boats to transport goods directly to large ships outside.

Business in the trading area has been slow to pick up. As the person in charge of Cartagena, Jeff has been very irritable.

X security expenses, gang operation expenses, government expenses, these days, even if you are a gang, every move is money!

Of course Jeff was anxious if he couldn't achieve results.

"What do you think?" Sean looked at Jeff and asked. He can't worry about everything. The people under his command must have their own ideas.

"I want to do it again!" Jeff grinned, his teeth full of white teeth, and he was filled with murderous intent. "However, those drug lords all send their guerrillas to make deals. Once you do it, you will be fighting with them head-on."

"Besides, the people I have are not good enough. If Security Company

"Do it again!?" Sean raised his eyebrows. Damn, this guy is pretty ruthless.

I really don’t take these guerrillas seriously!

Americans are really arrogant in South America, and they really don't think highly of the people here.

After Sean thought about it for a moment, he nodded and said, "Let's do it. Don't they think it's unsafe to trade in the trading area? Then let them know that it's even more unsafe to trade outside!"

"You don't trust me, Sean, what the hell!" Sean cursed with a cold face, "A bunch of damn drug dealers, how shameless!"

Reputation is something that cannot be established in a short time.

Especially for these bastards, they are all too defensive.

"Then I'll be ready tomorrow to give them a good fuck!" Jeff touched his bald head with excitement.

"Fuck you!" Sean snorted.

"Ah, I'm not the boss, why do you say so?" Jeff looked confused.

"We are called cooperating with the police in anti-drug operations!" Sean snorted and said, "Do you understand, we are in a cooperative position and the police take the lead!"

"Uh...how do you calculate the seized money?" Jeff thought about it and asked a little dullly.

"The police's drug dealers will return their original amount, and the drug dealer's cash will be divided into 30 and 70 cents."

"Well, we didn't lose money, those goods are all good stuff!" Jeff said rather reluctantly.

"What's the loss? Just turn it over before burning it in public." Sean knocked on the table lightly, "You have to understand that you have to be measured in doing things. We are foreigners. This kind of thing must be officially intervened. You can get benefits.

But the reputation must be given out!”

Jeff nodded.

In the evening, when Police Chief Rusk Xavier heard that Sean was coming, he immediately ran over.

Sean hosted a banquet for Rusk Xavier, and during the meal he mentioned the topic of 'anti-narcotics'.

In the past, the police department would never dare to provoke those guerrillas, but now with Sean's support, Rusk Xavier is naturally more confident.

He knew in his heart that when the police went there, they were just waving flags and shouting, and they were just showing off. The danger was not great, so he naturally agreed happily.

After discussion, the matter was settled, and the rest was to be watched by Jeff's 'street committee', including ports, airports, and anything suspicious.

The specific things were done by the people below. Sean stayed at the base, looking at the sea in the distance, and suddenly thought that he should build a vacation villa here. He would come to Colombia many times in the future.

However, considering safety issues, it is best to buy an island directly on the sea.

It's not that he was frightened, but Sean didn't look like a good person to anyone lately.

That being said, this matter didn't happen so quickly. Sean called Lamb and asked this guy to help him find something. It would be fine within Darien Bay. It wouldn't be a problem if it was a little further from the coastline. Anyway, he would take a helicopter.
To be continued...
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