Reborn American Giants

"You came at the right time this time. If you had come a few days later, I might have gone back to China to receive the award. Our classmates from that period are planning to have a party to keep in touch with each other.

If the plan you mentioned before is still ready to be implemented, we must hurry up," John held the steering wheel with one hand and put the sunglasses on his head with the other hand, turned his head and said to Victor.

"The plan has been prepared, what to do next is your business," Victor said in a calm tone while sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery passing by along the way.

"Ha, I knew you wouldn't let me down," John was excited. He moved his butt on the seat, "This way my arrangement will not be in vain."

No wonder John was excited. Even if his boss accepted his money, no one dared to promote him too blatantly when he had not made any obvious achievements. No one was willing to do this kind of thing of giving someone a hand.

, and the CIA itself is an intelligence agency, even more so.

The purpose of giving money is to leave a deep impression on John in front of his superiors. Just like this raid, as long as there are no big mistakes, there will always be someone to speak for him and ensure that the achievements he made will not change.

Turn him into a scapegoat and crush him to death.

After finishing his words excitedly, John seemed to remember something. He raised his head and said to Victor: "Hey, Victor, you have helped me so much, and I have prepared a gift for you."

"Oh? What?" Victor said in shock.

"You'll find out later," John didn't say it bluntly, but his face was full of mystery, which rarely aroused Victor's interest. "You will definitely like it..."

"I'm looking forward to it..."

John parked the car in the hotel parking lot, then said "Wait a moment" to Victor, and then trotted and disappeared around the corner of the hotel without waiting for a reply.

Victor knew that he was going to get the gift prepared for him, so he was not in a hurry. He just took out a cigarette from his arms and held it in his mouth. Seeing this, Ato quickly took out his lighter and stepped forward to light it for him.

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After a few puffs, I saw John holding a big dog, and then ran over yelling, shouting to Victor with a showy face: "How is it?"

Victor looked closely and saw that this was a German black-backed shepherd dog. It was tall and strong. It was squatting on the ground with its scarlet tongue sticking out. It was almost as high as a person's waist.

However, its appearance does not make people feel pressured. No one knows who put it in a short jacket adapted from camouflage training uniforms. When people look at it, they will only think it is cute. John even put himself

The pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses hanging on its face add to its cuteness.

"Cody is three years old this year. This is the gift I carefully prepared for you. How do you like it? Do you like it?" John handed the traction rope in his hand to Victor and said in a show-off manner: "In order to get it from the U.S. Army

It took a lot of effort for me to disappear from the list."

Victor took the rope, reached out and took off the glasses, and then rubbed Cody's head. It didn't resist, but looked at Victor with wary eyes.

The German Blackback's IQ ranks third among dogs. It is agile and suitable for various working environments, so it is often trained as a special dog to perform various tasks.

Victor teased Cody. He took out a green tennis ball from the car, waved it in front of Cody's eyes, then threw it away and pointed at Cody. Cody understood and "woofed"

He yelled twice, and then chased the bouncing tennis ball like he was having fun.

When Cody ran away quickly, Victor clapped his hands and said to John with a smile: "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much,"

"As long as you are satisfied."

The two people chatted and slowly walked to a rest area set up in the nearby resort hotel. John sat down on a wicker chair next to Victor, and then waved to the waiter to bring two glasses of juice.

While waiting, John took out a manila paper bag from his body again and without explaining it, he just pushed it in front of Victor.

"What?" Victor asked in surprise. John raised his head and motioned for Victor to open it and take a look.

So Victor directly picked up the document bag and felt that it should contain some documents.

Because the back of the document bag is facing up, you can see an eagle logo in the center of the paper bag: in the center of a blue circular chassis with gold edges, is a silver shield. In the center of the shield is a compass with 16 red points.

Graphic, above the shield is the head of the bald eagle, the national bird of the United States.

There is also a line of small English characters in the outer circle: central intelligence agency Central Intelligence Agency.

Turn the paper bag over, and the first thing you see is a bright red warning sign, with a warning below: Warning! Warning! What you are looking at is the top secret file of the Central Intelligence Agency of the United States of America. Do you have the corresponding information?

Authorization, if not, your overstep of authority will be severely punished by the military justice of the United States.

Frowning at the warning slogan on the paper bag, Victor glanced at the nonchalant John again, who continued to motion for him to open it, so Victor directly opened the unsealed document bag and pulled out a thick stack of information.

Unexpectedly, the information was all about him, including his name, profile photo, home address, and a series of information registered with the Immigration Bureau. These information were all public information. It seemed that

It's not like an investigation report, but like a registration document.

Victor raised his head and looked at John in confusion, wondering what he meant by giving him such a thing.

"The empty forms inside need to be filled in by you personally, and there are also some places that require you to put your fingerprints in person." John did not continue to be pretentious. He proudly explained to Victor: "I spent a lot of effort to get this thing."

I got it for you, but just doing this is not enough. After I hand over this information, you will have to take the time to go to Langley with me to go through some follow-up procedures."

Victor knew very well where Langley was. This city belonged to Virginia, across the Potomac River from the capital HSD, and the headquarters of the CIA was located there.

"When all the procedures are completed, you will be a glorious CIA secret informant, and I will be your person in charge," John said proudly: "In this way, you can explain it perfectly.

The information I got from you. Of course, this identity also has many benefits for you. At the very least, it can provide you with some security protection."

Victor held the document bag and said nothing, but he was a little happy in his heart. John's gift really suited his taste.

It is true that John's actions are mainly for himself. As long as Victor becomes an informant of the CIA, then he does not need to worry about the negative effects of contact with Victor in the future. In other words, even if there is any bad information in the future

If it is leaked, John will not have to bear the charge of colluding with drug traffickers.