Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Although Police Chief Thomas Cisse was confused, he did not speak out directly about this matter.

It’s not that he doesn’t want Raymond Eddie to know, it’s mainly that he knows the other person’s character very well. Once he tells the other person the news, the other person will definitely take direct action without hesitation.

But now all this is his guess, and he cannot let Raymond Eddie attack the other general again just because of his guess.

After the last assassination incident, General Fang must have had tighter protection. If he wants to attack him again at this time, he may be bitten by the opponent.

They can't take risks. After all, once they find out about the Eddie family, their relationship with the Eddie family will definitely not be concealed.

What Thomas Eddie doesn't know is that everyone related to the Eddie family is now under close surveillance.

Everyone’s every move is under the surveillance of the Second Section of the Logistics Department.

The Investigation Department of Fangyuan Group withdrew all personnel in accordance with Fang Lang's order.

It's not that Fang Lang doesn't trust the Investigation Department, on the contrary, he regards them as his most secret cards, so he deliberately hides them to avoid letting anyone know of their existence.

Now this force is not strong enough, so Fang Lang asked Zhong Ze to find two kind pastors, and opened two orphanages in Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro in their names.

He began to adopt many orphans from the society, and selected potential ones from these orphans and sent them to a farm in Rio Grande do Sul for training.

Among these orphans, there are white people, black people, rednecks, and all skin colors. The oldest is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest is only six or seven years old.

Of course, the procedure is not to simply send people away, but to adopt them in the names of various people, but in fact these adopters do not exist at all. This is a way to deal with government inspections.

Maybe when these little guys really start teaching, there may be a small fire in this orphanage.

Some documents may be destroyed by fire. As for the identity of these orphans when they return to society, it is difficult to say.

At this moment, a large number of reporters are surrounding the door of the Police Headquarters. Most of them are holding notebooks, some are holding cameras, and the most special one is that there are two people who are playing with a camera.

For a while, the other reporters around me were looking askance. After all, using cameras for news interviews is a new thing in this era.

But these are real reporters, there is nothing strange about them.

But among this group of people, there are actually two people with special identities. They are not ordinary reporters, but agents from the Second Section of the Logistics Department.

Of course, the purpose of their coming here was not for interviews. Although they were dressed as ordinary reporters, they held simple notebooks and pens in their hands.

But the bags you carry are slightly larger than ordinary bags.

Time passed little by little, but everyone's request to go in for an interview was never approved, and the person they wanted to interview never showed up.

This made the reporters waiting at the door of the police headquarters dissatisfied, making noises and demanding a face-to-face interview with Raymond Eddy.

I don’t know how long it took, but a young man in a suit and leather shoes who looked very imposing, and I don’t know what he was thinking, slipped directly past the guard blocking the door.

Completely ignoring the shouts of the guards behind him, he ran towards the office building of the police headquarters.

This time it stirred up a hornet's nest. How could the reporters who were blocked outside allow such good news to be obtained exclusively by their colleagues? They also broke through the blockade unruly and rushed into the police headquarters building.

All of a sudden, everything was up and down.

The two agents from the Second Section of the Logistics Department looked at each other and followed the crowd towards the office building without any courtesy.

But the two people were completely different from the others in their blindness. As if they knew the layout of the police headquarters, they went directly to a restroom on the second floor.

The two people who were dressed as reporters when they entered had already changed into police uniforms when they came out.

The two people who walked out of the toilet looked at each other and nodded.

I started walking upstairs, and when I passed by the Director of Public Security's office on the fourth floor, I happened to see a group of reporters blocking a large group of police officers at the door of the Director of Public Security's office.

They were chattering about something, and the people being questioned were the chief of police and the director of the Public Security Department.

With just one glance, the two of them could see how ugly the faces of the people surrounded were.

But facing the reporters' cameras that kept taking pictures, he had to show his generosity, forced a smile on his face, and barely dealt with the reporters' questions.

The two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes, nodded slightly, and lowered the brim of their hats.

He walked past everyone as if nothing had happened, and arrived outside the office of the Chief of Police without any hindrance. However, he saw the Secretary of the Chief of Police still working outside the office.

After the two made eye contact, one of them walked directly to the secretary and said

"Mr. Chief was surrounded by reporters outside Director Eddie's office."

The secretary was stunned and said with a surprised look

"How did the reporter get in?"

"I don't know either! But I saw Mr. Chief being surrounded inside, and the situation didn't seem to be good.

So, come here and let me know if you need help?"

The secretary moved in and didn't think anything was wrong, but when he heard that the leader's situation was not good, he didn't have time to think about it, so he stood up and said

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll go over and take a look now."

The young man watched the secretary leave, but the person who came with him had already opened the door of the director's office and slipped in.

After looking at the surrounding environment, the young man came to the rest area at the entrance of the office and sat down, waiting patiently like a junior cadre waiting for an interview with the leader.

By the way, I would like to warn the companions inside.

After more than ten minutes, the director's office door was opened from the inside. His companion glanced at the young man waiting at the door and nodded to him.

The young man looked around and found nothing unusual, then nodded to his companion.

The companion pushed open the door and walked out. After the two met again at the door, they went downstairs without stopping and walked out of the police headquarters building in a swagger.

No longer pay attention to what happens inside.

The two of them walked not far, turned into an alley, came to the downstairs of an apartment not far from the police headquarters, and knocked on the door regularly.

Soon the door was opened from the inside. The people inside looked at the two people, nodded to each other and let them in.

The two of them went directly to a room on the second floor. There was a person looking at documents on the desk in the room.

Seeing the two people coming in, the person raised his head. It was Silva Carpenter, deputy chief of the Natal Police Department and from the Second Logistics Division.

"Is everything going well?"

The two looked at each other and laughed

"Haha sir, it went smoothly beyond imagination. The people in the police headquarters were all pestered by those reporters.

We entered Governor Cisse’s office easily.”

When he heard that things were going well, Silva Carpenter let out a sigh of relief. This operation was actually very risky.

Sneaking into the office of the Chief of the Brazilian Police. If you are discovered, the consequences will be very serious.

But now their investigation results show that the police chief is actually the secretary-general of the Police Club, and the list of all club members is kept in his office.

If they want to know exactly who is in this club, they must get this list.

It was impossible for the chief of police to hand over such an important thing to them. In order to grasp the situation as quickly as possible, he could only make the next step.

"Did you find anything?"

"Yes, sir.

I photographed all the lists with this tiny camera."

The young man who sneaked into the office took out a mahjong-sized camera from his pocket and handed it to Silva Carpenter.

Silva Carpenter looked at the miniature camera in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face.

With this list, it means that all members of the Police Club are under their control.

As for the people on this list, how they need to be dealt with in the future is not something he can decide.

Just when Silva Carpenter was happy that he had completed his mission, Raymond Eddy of the Police Department was already on the verge of breaking out.

I had just communicated with Police Chief Thomas Cisse on how to handle this matter and was about to sneak home when I was blocked by a group of reporters at the door of the office.

Before he could understand what was going on, there was the sound of cameras taking pictures at the door, as well as flash lights that were lit from time to time, which almost blinded him.

Raymond Eddie, who was already holding back his anger, was about to explode in an instant.

Fortunately, Thomas Cisse, who was following him, reacted quickly, grabbed Raymond Eddy who was about to explode, and dragged him behind him.

Pushed himself to the front.

And took the opportunity to whisper in Raymond Eddie's ear

"Don't say anything, I'll answer anything you have to say."

After saying that, he straightened his clothes and stood in front of the reporters.

He coughed twice, preparing to appease the reporters who broke in.

But these reporters were obviously not prepared to listen to what he had to say, and everyone's target was Raymond Eddie.

A bunch of long guns and cannons passed directly over Thomas Cisse and hit Raymond Eddy in the face.

Some of them even hit Raymond Eddie, which made Raymond Eddie furious, but he also understood that now he was in public and he had to maintain his image.

Therefore, I gritted my teeth and resisted the urge to get angry, and took a step back.

"Director Eddie, please talk about your purpose of smuggling arms."

"Mr. Eddie, as the director of the Public Security Department of the Police Headquarters, why do you know the law and break the law?"

"Mr. Eddie, at such a young age, how did you become the director of the Security Department of the Police Headquarters?"

"Mr. Eddie, is arms smuggling your private behavior or the behavior of the police headquarters."

"Mr. Eddie, I heard that your father was the previous deputy minister of justice. Does your ability to become the director of the Public Security Department at such a young age have anything to do with your father?"

"Mr. Eddie, is arms smuggling your family business? How long has your family been engaged in arms smuggling?"

The reporters asked sharp questions one after another, making all the police officers at the scene look livid.

The police who had been responsible for stopping these reporters forcibly pushed all the reporters more than one meter away, only to be pushed back by the reporters again.

Police officers passing by also joined in and pushed the reporters back more than two meters.

Police Chief Thomas Cisse finally has some room for action.

He has been there many times to answer reporters’ questions, but today’s meeting is the craziest one he has ever encountered, bar none.

Obviously, everyone is more concerned about this big news than any information disclosed by the police headquarters in the past.

This is why he is so rare. After all, it has only been in the past two years that the Brazilian government has relaxed press controls.

The original news media were all government mouthpieces, and they promoted positive images and information of the government to the outside world.

Everyone is doing some normal publicity work at the request of the government. There is no need to be too active.

But as the saying goes, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

Some people have done some good deeds, and even if they are reported in the newspaper and people see it, everyone may just say "Oh!" and think to themselves that this kind of thing is not surprising! I can do it too.

But if someone does something bad, it will spread very quickly. Everyone will meet and discuss their opinions on the matter. Whether they are familiar people or strangers, they can be found instantly.

Common topics.

And discussed endlessly.

For the media, bad things spread more quickly, can arouse heated discussions among the masses, and increase newspaper sales.

At the same time, the most important thing is to reflect the media’s supervisory role on the government.

Therefore, the enthusiasm of reporters is completely different.

When Thomas Cisse saw that the reporters were all stopped at a safe distance of one meter away, he coughed twice

"Dear journalists, please calm down for a moment.

I am Tomás Cisse, the Brazilian police chief. I have just learned about the news reported by the Brazilian Times today.

We still need to investigate whether the matter is true or false.

Now based on a baseless report, everyone has to suspect that the top brass of the Brazilian Police are too hasty.

So I hope that everyone can give us the Police Headquarters some time to get to the bottom of this matter, and then we can report the actual situation to everyone, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the reporters were already targeting Thomas Cisse.

"Mr. Chief, are you questioning the authenticity of this report?"

"Mr. Chief, are you trying to protect Director Eddie?"

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between Mr. Chief and Director Eddie?"

"Mr. Chief, are you also involved in this arms smuggling case?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Chief, is this arms smuggling an act of the Police Headquarters?"

"I would like to ask Mr. General, why was there no follow-up to the first arms smuggling case after the navy was handed over to the Recife police station? Is it because the local police station was also involved?"

"Mr. Chief, what are you going to do with Director Eddie?"

"Mr. Chief, do you want to delay time?"

The reporters bombarded Police Chief Thomas Cisse with questions like a barrage of questions. For a moment, he didn’t know how to answer, and even sweat began to form on his forehead.