Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

After hearing what Craig said, the hook-nosed man did not continue to ask questions, but began to tap his fingers rhythmically on the table.

He was not interested in Vox bribing the police chief.

It would be impossible for the police chief to purchase arms from Vaux.

So why did Vox start preparing weapons after meeting the police chief?

It’s not like the bodyguard Craig didn’t know about his relationship with the police chief. Why didn’t the bodyguard know who he was meeting with during this meeting?

Craig, who was sitting across from him, saw his hooked nose and stopped asking questions, and his heart started to rise again.

Now he is very afraid that the information he provided is of no value and he will be punished again.

This forced him to use his subjective initiative and continue to recall his experiences these days to see if there were any other clues.

Before he could think of anything, the hook-nosed man had already started asking questions again.

"Are you sure that Vox and the police chief were the only ones in the box that day?"

Craig was stunned. He had never thought about this question. Now that the other party asked him, he could only recall the situation that day again.

Soon something moved in his mind and he quickly said:

"That day when Vasek and I were sitting in the lobby waiting for the boss, we saw two other people sitting outside.

From time to time, his eyes looked towards the boss’s box.

At that time, Vasek also said that the other party might have some evil intentions and wanted to pass by.

But I thought that this was my own territory, and it would be better to do less than to do more, and there would be no past.

Now that I think about it, those two people may be the same bodyguards as us."

"You mean, there is someone else in the box, right?"

Craig was not sure about this kind of thing, so he could only say hesitantly:

"Maybe, I...I'm not sure."

The hook-nosed man smiled and said:

"Very good, don't be nervous, we won't hurt you if you cooperate with our investigation.

If your answer satisfies me, you can go home early tomorrow morning."

When Craig heard this, he felt ecstatic and the trembling in his body seemed to have reduced a lot.

"Really? Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!

I will fully cooperate."

The hook-nosed man nodded with a smile and continued to ask:

"Do you still remember the looks of those two people? Have you seen them elsewhere?"

Craig thought about it carefully before saying:

"I remember their appearance. I should be able to recognize them when I see them again.

They are not from Recife. I have never seen them in Recife.

Moreover, they are definitely not from gangs."

"Oh! You don't think they are gang members? Why?"

"It feels like they don't have that smell on them, it's the smell of us people."

Although what Craig said was not very clear, the hook-nosed man understood what he meant.

"Then what kind of people do you think they are?"

Craig shuddered, shrank his neck, thought carefully for a while, and then said in an uncertain tone:

"I feel like they are a bit like the bodyguards of those big shots.

Just like the people who stood beside Mr. Mayor when he was running for election."

Hearing this, the hook-nosed man's eyes narrowed. It seems that this matter is not simple!

Now he has inferred a lot of things from Craig's words. Apparently this business was introduced to Vox through the police chief.

The person who purchased this batch of arms is obviously a bigger figure than the police chief.

However, who this person is may require further in-depth investigation.

Today's harvest is not small. I raised my head and glanced at Craig, who was soaked and shivering.

Smiling:

"Okay! That's all for today. You go back and change your clothes and have a good rest.

I will continue to work with Walkers tomorrow.

You know what we want to know, so I hope that from now on, you will carefully observe Vox's every move.

If you can provide useful clues, we can give you appropriate rewards.

Do you understand?"

Craig couldn't believe his ears. The other party was trying to let him go.

He looked at the aquiline nose in disbelief and said tremblingly:

"Sir, are you serious?

I...I don’t have to die, right?"

The hook-nosed man smiled and nodded:

"I said that we are an intelligence agency directly under the Ministry of National Defense, and our main job is counterintelligence.

What I want to trace is the guy who purchased the arms from Vox.

Now we suspect that he wants to use this batch of arms to carry out anti-government activities.

Now that we are sure you are not involved, we certainly won’t embarrass you.

But as a Brazilian citizen, you have an obligation to help us find this dangerous person.

Do you understand?"

Hearing what the hook-nosed man said, Craig cursed in his heart, "I only believed what you said.

Just now you didn’t say I was a Brazilian citizen.

If I hadn't told the truth, you would have killed me by now!

However, the other party's intention was also very clear, that is, to let himself be an undercover agent next to Walkers.

Monitor Vox's every move so that they can find the person who purchases arms from Vox.

As for rejecting the other party's request, Craig simply did not dare to have such an idea.

If you really dare to reject the other party, you will probably become a missing person inexplicably!

What's more, even if you don't monitor Vox, won't anyone else monitor him?

Think about Luna, and then think about the people around Walkers, who can withstand such torture?

Since you know you can't beat the other party, of course you have to consciously join the other party!

If someone asked whether Walkers was his uncle, wouldn't his conscience hurt if he betrayed him?

She would definitely spit in his face. According to this logic, isn’t Luna her aunt?

Have you seen me being polite?

Alas! Women are such a nuisance! If it weren’t for my aunt Luna, I wouldn’t have been arrested, let alone suffered this torture.

Just thinking about it makes my teeth itch with hatred.

It’s not that I hate Luna, but I hate myself for not living up to expectations.

Now Luna is a poisonous snake in Craig's eyes. She looks so tempting, but she is very deadly.

He had been frightened by Luna and had some inner shadows.

When I think of Luna's appearance, she is smiling charmingly at her, but holding a pistol in her hand.

This is really terrible.

"I understand, I understand! Please rest assured, sir!

I will keep an eye on Vox and find out the spy."

Craig had a fawning look on his face, without any trace of the viciousness that any gang member should have.

The hook-nosed man was obviously not surprised by this situation, and said with an indifferent expression:

"Catching spies is our business, you just need to use your eyes to observe and your ears to listen.

It's our job to do it, do you understand?"

"Okay, okay, just listen and watch, don't do anything.

So if I discover something, how should I notify you?"

Craig's self-awareness is beyond the imagination of Hook Nose. If he didn't already know that this guy is a little gangster.

Hook-nosed is about to begin to wonder if the other party wants to spy on information.

I looked at Craig carefully and made sure that he didn't want to know the office location of the Intelligence Bureau personnel.

Then he nodded, his eyes were cold, and he said casually:

"If you find anything, you can tell Miss Luna.

She will find a way to notify us."

When he heard that he wanted to tell Luna the information, Craig's heart trembled. Just now he thought he would stay away from Luna from now on!

I didn’t expect I couldn’t escape!

The hook-nosed also noticed Craig's hesitation and said in a bad tone:

"Why don't you want to? We can also come to find you."

How dare Craig let these murderers come to his door? Then he would not report the situation and continue the interrogation.

"No, no,

Please rest assured, sir, I will report all the situations to Miss Luna in time."

The hooked nose was noncommittal, and he made a gesture to the two people behind Craig.

Craig was hooded again and taken out.

This time, Craig was unusually not afraid. He was a smart man.

Knowing that the other party is about to release himself.

But when the two men helped him up, he realized that he was somewhat unsteady on his feet, soaked all over, and trembling involuntarily.

The most embarrassing thing was that he felt that his crotch had become wet at some point.

But at this time, he couldn't care about these anymore. Being able to regain his freedom was the greatest happiness for him.

This time he was put into a car and driven around. When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to his doorstep.

He was sitting by the window behind the driver's seat of the car. There were two other people in the car, one was responsible for driving, and the other was sitting on his right, holding a black cloth hood in his hand.

Both of them looked at themselves with unkind eyes.

He didn't think that the other party sent him to his doorstep specifically because of his consideration.

He believed that this was a warning to him. We know where your home is and we also know the situation at your home. Don’t even think about escaping.

You must know that he has never been interrogated about his family situation.

But that's what the other person did, he drove the car directly to his door.

It can be seen from this that the other party’s statement that he had long wanted to meet him was not an lie.

Craig smiled ingratiatingly at the two big men in suits in the car who looked indifferent and didn't say a word:

"Thank you, thank you two officers for sending me off.

Would you like to have a cup of coffee at home?"

Neither of them spoke, but the man in a suit sitting next to him reached over him and opened the car door on his side.

Craig understood that this was to get him off.

He could only smile at the two of them with a flattering look, lift his legs and get out of the car.

As soon as I got off the car, I felt something was stuffed into my pocket.

When I touched it with my hand, I saw it was a pistol. It seemed to be the same pistol that I carried with me and was taken away by Luna.

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At this time, when he touched the pistol again, he felt really mixed emotions.

It turns out that he simply believed that if he had a gun and was good at shooting, he would have a place in the gang.

But today's experience made him completely understand that having a gun is not a big deal.

I looked up at my home, and felt a sense of happiness that I had never experienced before.

It turns out that home is so warm and healing.

His body shivered involuntarily under the pressure, and Craig ignored the car parked behind him and strode into his home.

When he returned home, he did not disturb anyone at home.

After all, the night is already very dark now. If you wake up your family and they see you looking like this, you will be embarrassed to see others.

But when he walked back to the room and wanted to take a shower and sleep, he looked at the water in the tub and shuddered involuntarily.

It seems that today's experience has indeed brought an indelible impact on his life.

The car outside the house did not leave until it confirmed that the lights in his room were on.

That night, some people let go of their heavy heart and lived a very peaceful life.

But some people live a very long life, and even leave a lifelong psychological shadow.