"Those people in Toretto must have touched something belonging to Reyes."
Nascimento came from the inquiry room to the next door and told Hobbes his opinion.
"And this thing is very important to Reyes, otherwise he would not let his son pursue Toretto like this."
Although Hobbes is big, he is not a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs.
Even though Reyes said almost nothing, he and Nascimento were able to come to this conclusion based on the currently known information through just a few words.
So the two of them immediately made an agreement to find Toretto.
For Hobbes, taking down a drug lord is more credit than a car thief.
For Nascimento, eradicating Rio's monopoly traffickers is simply his ideal in life.
Nascimento's phone rang. He looked at the number and said, "It seems our governor has finally woken up."
The call was to ask him to release the man, but the caller was not the governor, but his boss, the Secretary-General of the Security Bureau.
Hernan Reyes just walked out of the security bureau.
Fortunately, Nascimento and Hobbes got what they wanted.
"Let people keep an eye on this deputy secretary-general. I want to know his entire schedule."
Reyes told his men that he deliberately let them know that Toretto had stolen his things, so that he could use the power of the Security Bureau to find Toretto and his gang.
As expected, those who can make a name for themselves in South America, where drug lords are everywhere, are not fuel-efficient.
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It was less than six o'clock in the morning. Xu Chuan woke up after sleeping for two hours. Unlike the day before, there was no sunlight in the room.
It wasn't because the curtains were tightly drawn, but because the wind was blowing hard and the weather was so gloomy that it looked like it was going to rain.
The air was mixed with sea breeze from the Atlantic Ocean, and it was no longer as humid and hot as the previous day.
Sheila next to her was still asleep, and he reached out to help her push the hair away from her face. This woman had been tormented by him for almost two hours, and she would definitely not be able to get up now.
After getting out of bed, I went to the bathroom to take a shower, then changed my clothes and walked out of the room.
The corridor was very quiet, except for the bodyguard who was on duty at the entrance of the corridor. This was someone from Mills' team.
After saying hello to the other party, Xu Chuan walked into the elevator.
The rain has started to fall, and it looks like this weather will last for a while.
Very good, many traces of yesterday will be washed away by the rain.
After leaving the hotel, we found a restaurant and ordered a cup of coffee and breakfast. There were already people here for breakfast.
The morning news on TV was reporting what happened last night.
A case in which dozens of people died cannot be easily concealed. It is estimated that all the leaders of Rio state and city went to work early today.
Because an interview with the governor is being shown on TV.
This is a middle-aged man of European descent in his fifties who wears glasses.
This impassioned speech on TV probably means that he is extremely dissatisfied with the current serious security problems in Rio, and the state government has decided to carry out an effective crackdown on gangs and independence-trafficking organizations in the slums.
The specific actions are under the responsibility of Robert Nascimento, the deputy secretary-general of the Security Bureau.
Some people in the restaurant even clapped. Robert Nascimento was a star in the security department and directed many operations.
In the eyes of many people, the security officials they need are the ones who can kill those independent traffickers and gang members.
In the eyes of many people, criminal activities from gangs and independent traffickers have seriously affected their lives.
No one wants to live in a crime capital, where they worry about being robbed even when walking on the street, and no one wants to hear gunshots where they live every day.
These ordinary people really want someone to solve Rio's crime problem.
All major local TV stations are doing relevant reports, and many local congressmen and prominent figures are making their presence felt.
But what’s interesting is that there was no mention of Dante Reyes’ death in the news.
It seems that Hernan Reyes still has some influence on the media in Rio.
"So, do you want to help them add fuel to the fire?"
Xu Chuan picked up the coffee and tasted it, then talked to himself.
As the rain intensified, the temperature became completely cooler, but even so, Sheila could not stop her work.
The roof of the stadium can be closed, and the layout of the live stage is almost completed.
She needs further rehearsals.
On this day, Xu Chuan first met with the head of UC Technology Americas, who was lured over from the Silicon Valley head office overnight.
"I want to meet with some local people to talk about investment and the local security situation."
He decided to add fuel to the fire to Rio's mafia organizations and independent traffickers.
"Tell them that if they cannot solve the security problem, then UC Technology will hire professionals to strengthen the security of local stores, and we will reconsider our investment in the local area."
The man in front of me, who was in his forties and had just gotten off the plane, wanted to remind the big boss that they had no plans to invest locally.
"I know not. Don't you want to make a PPT?"
Xu Chuan knew what the other person was thinking by looking at him.
He doesn't have any spare money to invest now. The recyclable rocket project he will discuss with Kou Kou by the end of the year is a project that can be burned regardless of how much money he has.
Young Master Xu now wants to rob all the drug lords in the entire South American region.
But he doesn't have enough manpower now, and it's not just a robbery. This group of people is so hidden that everyone knows where they hide their money.
I asked someone to help this guy open a few rooms in the hotel. In addition to him, a whole team came with him.
At eleven o'clock in the morning, Young Master Allen finally got up. His child didn't need him to worry about much, otherwise what would the servants brought here do.
"Hey, man, when are we going to meet those drivers?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After eating breakfast or lunch, Allen couldn't wait to meet the people in Toretto.
Xu Chuan looked up from the computer screen and glanced at the heavy rain outside, then ignored him.
The current violent weather is like a preview of what will happen in Rio.
However, Xu Chuan knew very well that even killing all the independent dealers here would not solve Rio's crime problem.
The situation is still different from the situation in the Golden Triangle. The population here is much larger, and the authorities cannot find a way to survive for the huge slum population.
They cannot stand up like the Golden Triangle. These poor people who have nothing will eventually turn to crime in order to survive.
Even without Reyes and the current gang, there will be others to fill their shoes.
Therefore, many countries in South America are in this situation. When the government is unable to deal with grassroots issues, the power vacuum formed will naturally be filled by others.
Of course Xu Chuan has no intention of helping them solve social problems. A country that doesn't even have the death penalty has no hope of getting out of trouble.
"Hey, let's go have some fun."
Allen, who couldn't rest for a moment, ran to Xu Chuan's room again.
"Hey, look at the rain outside, do you want to go out and take a shower?", this guy really can't stand him.
Allen looked confused, "We have a car and a driver, why are we worried about rain?"
Xu Chuan was choked and couldn't speak for a long time. Finally, he choked out one word: "Get out."
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The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, people are coming and going in a hurry on the road, and occasionally traffic accidents occur and block the road, causing the drivers behind to curse.
This is an ordinary day in Rio, and the work of the gangs and independent traffickers hidden in the slums has not stopped.
Those who should collect protection fees are still collecting protection fees, and those who should sell contraband are still selling goods in bulk as usual.
But there is still something different. The atmosphere here is obviously tense.
The news in the morning and the information received later showed that the government authorities were really preparing to attack these gangs.
And it seems that this time it is not just a show for votes, but a real show.
In other words, it is also for votes. After all, the World Cup will be held next year, and the Olympics will be held in two years.
The two recent large-scale conflicts have caused major media around the world to question Rio's ability to control social stability during the competition.
If this matter is not handled well, it will definitely affect the interests of those in power.
It is not certain whether the current governor can win the next election.
"We can't just wait for BOPE to come to our door, right?"
This is the gangster that Xu Chuan took advantage of, VC Red Headquarters.
"That's not what these people raised by Bichi say when they collect money."
One of the locals, wearing jeans and a vest, pointed at a congressman on the TV and cursed.
Almost all the people on these TVs have interests connected with them, but I didn't expect them to turn against each other like this.
"Boss, we need to let them know that we are not easy to mess with."
Another VC leader slapped his gun on the table. According to the gang's approach, this was a matter of life and death.
"no."
The speaker was the general person in charge of VC in this area. He knew very well that under the current circumstances, the consequences of confronting BOPE, the security bureau, would be very serious.
"Don't go head-to-head with BOPE and leave some people to follow them in circles. They can't always stay in the slums."
The three largest gangs almost all think so. They are definitely not fools if they can get to this point.
The turf grabbing is the turf grabbing. If you go face to face with those lunatics from BOPE, whoever falls in love with you will fall in love with them.
Here BOPE is like the devil from hell, a group of people more ruthless than gang members and drug lords like them.
If these people fall into the hands of BOPE, they'd better pray for a quick death.
Now whoever takes the lead will die, there is really no need to help others carry the thunder.
Of course, their best choice now is to join forces, but the three gangs, VC, ADA, and TCP, are already sworn enemies in killing each other, and they will never cooperate when they have a choice.
The raindrops hit the shed on the roof, making a crackling sound, but there seemed to be no other sounds except the sound of water.
The three people talking in the room felt something strange one after another.
One of them immediately picked up the pistol on the table and was shot in the head by a bullet fired from outside the house.
"Move, Move!"
The wooden door was kicked open, and a team of BOPE wearing black combat uniforms rushed in.
These BOPE members are not like the Mexican police who have to cover their faces when on duty. They are not afraid of the retaliation of these people at all, because whoever dares to do this will be paid back tenfold by BOPE.
Their reputation was not gained by civilized law enforcement, but by means even more ruthless than those of independent traffickers.
The leader, a black man wearing glasses, picked up the butt of his gun and smashed one of the guys to the ground.
This guy's habit of swinging his gun butt probably has something in common with Xu Chuan's.
Others also swarmed up and pushed the other one to the ground.
Then Xiao Hei, who was wearing glasses, took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Deputy Secretary-General, we have caught these three mice."
He looked at the bodies and then changed his words, "It's two."
"Copy that, Matthias, ask them questions."
Outside the door, there are several groups of BOPE tactical teams, clearing out people in the VC area.
Their operations have already begun in this torrential weather.
"Now, let me ask you a few questions."
Blackie named Matthias took off his helmet, folded his hands on his chest and bent down to look at the two prisoners kneeling on the ground.
Behind the two people, there was a team member holding their hair.
The two people who knew BOPE's methods were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their whole bodies trembled.
It's not like I planned to give those people some color before.
"Where is your boss?"
Mathias, who wore a pair of rimless glasses and looked like an honest child, looked at the two people in front of him.
One of them shook his head subconsciously, and then was slapped in the face with a big ear-scratcher by Matthias.
"I'm not kidding, you should think about it before answering."
Mathias used a powerful memory recovery technique to make the mouth and nose of the person in front of him bleed, and then he winked at the team members behind them.
The two BOPEs immediately took out plastic bags and put them on their heads.
It doesn’t matter how new the method is, it just needs to be easy to use.
Thanks to the efforts of Mathias and other team members, these two were defeated in less than twenty minutes.
"Maybe they really don't know."
A BOPE team member looked at the two men who were completely unrecognizable and said that there are still few independent traders who can withstand their interrogation.
These people don't have the spirit to endure until the end.
"It doesn't matter, someone will always know."
Even though Matias is not tall and has a relatively easy-going appearance, his treatment of independent traders is definitely a true legacy of Nascimento.
The two people and the body were dragged out, and the blood was washed into the drain along with the rain outside the door.
Robert Nascimento, standing in the command center, looked at the images coming back from the scene ahead.
He did not expect to get the best results from a single action.
However, his eyes were fixed on his immediate superior's head. Today's information was said to come from the other party's informant.
This is really strange.
And his boss returned to the office after learning the results, and was making a phone call to someone.
If the regulations didn't allow it, he really wanted to use the Security Bureau's equipment to monitor the other party's calls.