Everything is for profit, for the benefit of everything.

Who would have thought that the senator would use his power to collude with Mexican drug lords internally and externally in order to establish a huge exclusive drug trading network.

What Rivera said is absolutely right, as long as this wall is built.

Those of them who have established the channel are equivalent to controlling several inexhaustible mountains of gold.

Through California, it can radiate all the way to the entire West.

The United States is the world's largest consumer of unique products, with tens of billions of dollars in annual consumption of unique products.

As long as they implement this plan, relying on this safe and stable channel, they can easily capture a considerable part of the market.

Ethan thought of a key point: "Then how did they avoid the Border Patrol?"

Rivera remembered something and took out her phone to search. Her eyes lit up and she pointed the phone screen at Ethan:

"Do you recognize this person?"

Ethan also took out his mobile phone and pulled out the photo he had just taken, which was the black shirt in the video with Senator McLaughlin.

Comparing the two photos, it is obvious that they are the same person.

"This is Vaughn, the leader of the Patriot militia."

Rivera remembered something, quickly picked up the record book just now, flipped through it quickly, and tapped her fingers heavily on it:

"You see, this militia has been receiving funding from the senator."

Ethan touched his chin: "In other words, this militia organization is actually McLaughlin's personal armed force."

"That's right."

Rivera nodded and compared the information searched online with the information in the computer file: "This militia organization also assisted in the border patrol."

"Those passages happen to be within the defense range of the Patriot militia organization."

"call."

After sorting out everything, Ethan let out a breath and leaned back on the sofa, expecting a few perverts to hunt the stowaways.

I didn't expect that such a big thing would be involved behind the scenes.

From Mexican drug lords to senators to militia groups, a perfect closed loop is formed.

Booth should play the role of a mediator. As long as McLaughlin is re-elected, he can push forward the bill to build the wall.

With the combined efforts of several parties, this plan can be easily realized.

This is a behemoth with entangled interests, involving countless powerful people.

Rivera put her phone on the table, picked up the tequila bottle and poured it into her mouth.

What she discovered tonight was a huge shock to her.

Ethan thought for a while and took out the CD from the computer.

Along with other CDs, money and notebooks, they were put into the small backpack that Rivera had just given her.

Seeing Ethan packing his things, Rivera raised her head:

"What are you going to do now?"

"It's not clear yet, but I will find a way to destroy their plan. Those stowaways hunted by the senator also need to be seen by the world."

Ethan threw his backpack behind him and stood up:

"Now that I have proven that I didn't panic and let you know the truth of the matter, you won't still want to arrest me, right?"

Rivera shook her head and hesitated:

"My sofa here is empty."

Now that he had a clear idea of ​​what he wanted, Ethan planned to contact Letty to see if she could provide a place to stay or find a motel to stay at.

Rivera has helped herself a lot, and the next thing will be very troublesome.

If she got involved, it would cause unpredictable damage to her originally peaceful life.

"Forget it, just pretend you've never met me. We've never known each other."

Ethan shook his head and continued:

"If anyone discovers what you are going to do next, you will be in big trouble. There will be too many people involved."

Levila reached out and pulled the backpack, pulling Ethan off:

"Where else can you go now? At least my place is safe. No one will suspect that you are in a law enforcement officer's home."

"What these people are going to do will kill countless people."

"I admit that I don't have the courage to stand up and seek justice, but I can still keep you here for one night. This is the least I can do."

"OK, thanks."

After hearing what she said, Ethan stopped insisting.

Now Booth's people should search the city for themselves.

No matter how powerful he was, he never would have guessed that he would be in the home of an immigration agent.

Ethan had put away his things, and there were no more common topics. After sitting back on the sofa, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.

After all, it was only the first day they met.

Thinking of this, Ethan chuckled, breaking the silence.

"what are you laughing at?"

Rivera tied her hair up, and her permed long hair formed a fluffy ponytail.

Ethan chuckled: "Just thinking, we had a great day today."

"Yeah?"

Rivera rubbed her wrist, where there was a red mark left by the handcuffs: "Why don't I feel that way?"

After the serious talk was over, Rivera's attention returned to what happened this afternoon.

Ethan quickly changed the subject: "Can I take a shower?"

"If it's not too much trouble."

Rivera glared at him: "You don't need me to get you the bath towel. I think you already know where it is."

"certainly."

Ethan nodded quickly and walked into her bedroom shamelessly.

I took a clean bath towel from it and went to the bathroom.

After avoiding the wound on his shoulder and taking a laborious shower, Ethan saw the soaked clothes he had thrown on the ground and patted his head hard.

When I left the motel today, I had already thrown all my belongings into the space.

When they arrived at Rivera's house, they only had two pistols, jeans and a T-shirt. The clothes were stained with blood and the pants were full of mud. When they went to Booth's house, he had already thrown them away in a random river.

In desperation, he had to open the bathroom glass door.

Rivera was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Now that she saw the clip of the senator being shot, she felt relieved.

"Livira, can I trouble you with something?"

"What's wrong?"

"Are you wearing too many basketball jerseys?"

Rivera's height is only a dozen centimeters shorter than him, so he can definitely fit into her basketball jersey.

"Wait a moment."

She blushed slightly and walked towards the room.

After a while, she took out a white No. 8 Lakers jersey and handed it to Ethan: "Try it on and see if you can wear it."

"Thanks."

The jersey that seemed loose on her body actually fit Ethan just right.

When she came to the living room, Rivera saw Ethan's shoulder, got up and walked to the bedroom, and after a while, she came out with an emergency medical kit.

"Let me re-bandage it for you."

Ethan looked at his shoulder, and the bandage on it had been stained with a red spot by blood.

He nodded and sat down, pulling off the jersey.

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