Reborn American Giants

On October 3, early in the morning, Christian waited outside Chief Band's home until he saw the San Salvador police chief walking out of the house in neat clothes, then turned around and kissed his wife gently on the face.

Then walked down the steps.

Standing next to the car, Stian watched with a smile as Bender sat directly into the back seat. He closed the car door gently, and then nodded hello to Mrs. Bender who was standing at the door to see her husband off.

The car suddenly started as he asked, "Bender, will you come back for dinner tonight?"

Through the rearview mirror, Stian saw Director Bender sitting in the back seat, with his legs spread out and reading today's "San Salvador Daily News". He had been with Bender for a long time, and Stian knew very well what Bender saw.

As a newspaper habit, he always used to read the headlines on the front page first, without reading the details, and then directly open to the second page, and then read it carefully. The second page of the "San Salvador Daily" usually came

Said that they all published some "breaking" news about what happened in San Salvador.

After Jose's political reform, the "press ban" was further relaxed. After the "auditors" placed by the media in various newspapers during the previous military government were withdrawn, after a period of careful testing, they confirmed that the government was completely

After abandoning the strict control of media public opinion information in the past, they gradually became a little bolder. They actually dared to start publishing in these newspapers.

Posting some discussions about politics and some information about other officials, in Stian's view, this is simply a manifestation of "seeking death". No one pays attention to them now. It's just a sudden change in the situation. Those who used to do it

Officials are slowly adapting to Chairman Jose's "democratic reforms". I believe that soon some people will see the "deviation" of these media personnel and will take action to rectify them.

Stian has already read today's newspaper. The headline above is the news that the El Salvador delegation led by Jose attended the 13th Organization of American States Conference in Rio de Janeiro. This time he will bring back a large amount of "real gold" in American aid.

"Silver", it seems that after the next election, Jose will start to govern the country with "legal recognition".

The sensation caused by Sosa has passed. The leader of the once second largest gang organization in San Salvador was thrown into Barrios prison after a court trial.

The police have never been as prosperous as they are now, "uprooting" a gang organization. No matter how serious this matter is, Director Band still won the praise of the media and the "appreciation" of the big shots above.

As you know, Mayor Carreño once praised Director Bande in public, praising him as the "last shield" for the security and stability of San Salvador.

The car was speeding down Lellanos Street, and Christian looked out the window at the buildings passing by. He pressed his right hand on the inner pocket of his clothes. There was a piece of paper with a series of numbers on it. It was Central America.

A bearer account in a bank, anyone only needs to have the account number and password, as well as a key,

He can open a private safe in this bank, and the numbers inside are something he can't earn even with a lifetime of dead wages. Thinking of this, Stian's right hand seems to feel that his heart is "unsatisfactory" again.

After a few beats, my mind returned to my apartment last night...

When the crisp doorbell rang outside, Christian was cooking by himself. He was going to prepare a delicious meal to "reward" himself. In the past few days, he had been accompanying Chief Bender and accepting interviews from various media.

Not only must the director draft a speech to the media, but he must also communicate with those media about their questions, trying to make Band's image in front of the citizens of San Salvador more perfect.

Fortunately, things went smoothly, and Bender was very satisfied with Stian's work. He often praised him in recent days, so after Steen finished his work today and sent Bender home, he went to the market to make purchases.

Some food and prepare to cook a big meal to comfort yourself.

Stian graduated from the National University of El Salvador. After graduation, he was admitted to the San Salvador City Police Department and became a police officer.

At this time, Bande had just taken up the post of chief of the San Salvador Police Department. He needed someone as his secretary who was clean and had no involvement with other forces in the police station. The fledgling Christian came into Bande's sight. He was a rare person.

He graduated from college and had just joined the police force. Such an identity was exactly what Bender needed, so soon, Stian was transferred to Bender's side.

In the early days when he took office as secretary, Bender might still be conducting inspections, so Stian did not gain much trust from Bender, and even did not let him participate in daily pick-ups and drop-offs. However, as time went by,

Stian, who only cares about his leadership, has gradually gained some trust from Bender. In addition to official business, Bender has also begun to leave some private matters to Stian. It seems that Stian may have a

"Bright future".

"I walked by the market... and saw those bright eyes... ah..." Humming a folk tune called "Afram Bazaar" in his mouth, Stian fried the pot until it turned golden

The fish pieces turned over, and the room was filled with an unforgettable aroma of fish being grilled at high temperatures.

"Ding bell, ding bell", the hurried sound of the doorbell made Stian put down the shovel in his hand. He rented a single apartment not far from the police headquarters. The room was very small, with only about twenty rooms.

Square shape.

Just like that, he opened the door wearing an apron, but standing outside was a strange man. Stian asked behind the door vigilantly: "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Alfa Sinostian?" The person outside the door was Banban. He found Stian's residence and came here on Victor's instructions.

"Are you?" Although he is a policeman himself, Stian knows that the security in San Salvador is not as peaceful as reported in the newspapers. It may be better in places like Lellanos Street, which are close to the national government departments.

, Elsewhere, people in the early morning often find corpses that died of various reasons in roadside alleys or in sewers.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Jose. You can call me Banban. I have taken the liberty to come here today because I have something to ask Officer Steve for help." Banban spread his hands and held a black briefcase in his right hand.

The ground slowly turned in a circle, allowing Steve to see clearly through his thin shirt that he did not carry any "weapon" or anything like that. "Why, Officer Steve didn't invite me to come in and sit down."

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After carefully looking at the stranger who called himself Banban, Stian finally opened the door and let Banban into the room.

After taking a look at this narrow single apartment, it seemed to be quite neat and tidy. It was not as slovenly as a place where a single man lived. Ato had already investigated Stian's situation clearly. He was born in

An ordinary farming family in El Amat consists of two parents, a widowed sister, and a five-year-old nephew.

"Please sit down, Mr. Jose. How about something to drink? A Coke?" Christian walked towards a half-height refrigerator, thinking about what this "uninvited guest" might need from his little secretary.

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"Thank you, Officer Steve. You are the master, you make the decision," Banban said with a relaxed expression while sitting on the only sofa in the room.

"I wonder what Mr. Jose needs my help with?" Putting a can of Coke in front of Banban, Stian decided to directly ask Banban the reason for his visit, and he took care of the small things easily.

As for the matter, he made up his mind not to "meddle" in it.

After all, the reason why he can go smoothly in the police station now is not because of himself, but because of Director Bender behind him. Therefore, he can handle some trivial matters that are not important and elegant, and he can still make some money.

The good thing is that Stian doesn't dare to do anything too big.

It's a pity that his idea is "right", but things will not go according to his will.