Working as a police officer in Mexico

Victor "sited" in the city of Ensenada for two days.

The main reason is to see if the Tijuana drug cartel has the "ability" to fight back!

The muzzle of my "Archduke Victor" is still pointed at me.

But apparently…

The other party is not that kind.

But drug dealers are not in a hurry, some people are.

January 6, 1990.

The Mexican government finally sent someone to "take over" the city of Ensenada, and they were old acquaintances.

Alejandro!

At the airport.

Victor watched his old boss and his group get off the plane with a smile on his face, and he proactively reached out and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Alejandro."

After not seeing each other for a long time, the other person looked tired, his eyes were listless, and his eyes were heavy with dark circles. There was no trace of the joy of getting promoted and making a fortune.

Alejandro sighed, "Victor, your situation is serious!"

When Casare heard this, his calves stiffened and he almost asked the EDM police officers to protect Victor and run away.

"How serious is it?"

"Are those gentlemen afraid that I would tear off their pants and tell everyone that they don't have a penis? The first thing they do when they get up every day is call the drug dealers to say good morning?"

"If they are not convinced, they can come to me. I like to reason with them."

Victor said this with increasing momentum.

He's scared of eggs.

"Anti-Drug Pioneer", "Light of the Mexican Police", "Drug Busters", "Mexican Emperor" (crossed out, crossed out, this one was not achieved).

With his current reputation, the Mexican government does not dare to do anything to him. At most, it can do some small tricks, such as sending him to other places or asking him to report on his work.

Hey~

I, Victor, won’t go!

When I am strong enough, I will go to Mexico City and ask who belongs in this world, the drug dealers or the Vic...ordinary people!

Alejandro took a deep breath and said, "Let's talk about it after we get in the car." He glanced at Victor.

The other party nodded and took the lead.

Victor didn't take a step, who dared to move?

The two got into a pure red Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit, carrying bulletproof trophies they had stolen from the drug lord.

It is said to be the car of one of the seven brothers in the Tijuana drug cartel.

"This car is very high-profile." Alejandro patted the seat cushion.

Victor smiled, crossed his legs, took out the cigar box and handed it to him, "Do I still need to keep a low profile now? In everyone's eyes, I'm afraid there is no one more arrogant than me in the whole of Mexico, right?"

This is true.

Mexico bans drugs!

You are arrogant enough.

Alejandro took out a cigar and paused in the palm of his hand, "I'm here to ask for some people, where do you get your arms?"

"Don't tell me your family owns a factory, man, they won't believe it at all."

"Donated by the International Red Cross." Victor said with his eyes open.

Alejandro smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll report it like this."

This made Victor startled, "Do you believe it?"

"Does it make any difference whether you believe it or not? It doesn't matter. You just need to understand that you are more popular than the president in Mexico now. Those who need votes have no time to win over you. Besides, can you tell the truth?"

"There's no need to damage our relationship over this rubbish."

Alejandro could see and hear clearly.

It's not me who is afraid of being unlucky.

"Didn't you say it was serious?"

Alejandro nodded, "Some people who are in contact with drug traffickers are very panicked. You have cut off their financial resources, and the war between the Tijuana drug cartel and Juarez + Sinaloa is over. Benjamin ceded some of his profits to them in exchange for a truce, and the Gulf Group purchased more than 20 million US dollars in weapons from the American black market. Their target may be you. "

"how do you know?"

"Victor, the Mexican government is corrupt but not incompetent. The security services still have their own channels."

Victor quite agreed with this statement. He thought for a moment and then said easily, "Then let them come to Guadalupe Island to find me. I will wait for them on the island!"

The naval gun leaning on the dock is already thirsty!

"What about Ensenada? What about Baja California?" Alejandro turned to look at him and asked.

Victor frowned and waited quietly for the other party to continue.

"I have applied to the headquarters to establish a new security force responsible for combating crime in Baja California. The number is 300. The superiors have not yet agreed. When the time comes, I want to hand it over to you."

Oh haha!

Victor just said that he was right not to kill Alejandro at the beginning.

Don’t you think this reward is coming?

Although the Guadalupe Island Police Department can recruit a large number of "police auxiliary" personnel, the scope of activities is limited after all, and the name is not justified. Someone will always catch you, but if you belong to the force directly under the Baja California Security Department, then you Airborne!

The iron fist of justice!

"I think it's just right to have the headquarters on Guadalupe Island." Victor suggested.

"Why do you care so much about that island? Wouldn't it be better to move to Ensenada City? Anyway, you have cut off the power of Tijuana here, and the transportation is more convenient."

Victor just smiled at this and didn't want to say more.

I plan to hide troops inside, and when the time comes, I will give those rats a powerful cannon. Can this be said?

The motorcade headed towards City Hall.

Alejandro looked out the window and saw Victor's portrait hanging on the door of many shops?

"It seems that you are well-loved by the people in Ensenada, more popular than the president."

Victor smiled, "The Mexican people really hope that someone can maintain social order. After all, there are only a few people who like drug dealers, and most of them hate them deeply. Who is the person walking on the street who doesn't have a relative who was killed by drug dealers? "

"Sir, I didn't choose Mexico, but the Mexicans chose me." Victor said more bluntly, "If you can kill the Tijuana drug cartel, I believe you will definitely be the candidate for the next governor's election. The most powerful goal.”

Alejandro smiled when he heard this.

"With you, I feel relieved."

He worked a lot before he came to Baja California. He was chasing Victor. What was the point of being a senior assistant in Mexico City?

When you go out to do things, you have to work with the right people.

"So where are you going to work? Tijuana or Mexicali?"

"It's in Ensenada City. Before the new mayor came down, I was in charge of the work here, so Victor, you can tell me if you need anything now."

That's what Victor needs!

…

In the afternoon of that day, the Ensenada City TV station broadcast a "recruitment revelation" on a loop, saying that Guadalupe Island needs a large number of technical personnel.

and incorporated into local government departments.

The minimum salary is no less than US$2,000, and if you are a senior talent, there is a subsidy of US$10,000.

If you have children, you will also receive an “accompanying bonus” of US$2,000 per year and up to 50 days of annual leave each year!

The police department is also recruiting external police auxiliary officers.

Requirements: No tattoos, no criminal records for parents and individuals, height no less than 165cm.

It might be a bit difficult for you to find someone in Mexico whose parents have no criminal records, but Victor wants this kind of minority, otherwise the police department will be in chaos by then.

The need for political review is reflected.

And in order to stimulate young people, even the salary is subsidized.

"Police trainee: $500 a month."

"Police officer: $600 a month."

"Chief: 1,200 US dollars a month, enjoy regular police benefits."

There are currently three levels in total, but this can already divide the "bloated" establishment.

Otherwise, who will listen to so many auxiliary police officers when they go on patrol in the future?

As soon as this salary was released, the registration area was filled up instantly.

You must know that the city of Ensenada has a permanent population of nearly 400,000, and there are always some highly intelligent people.

Many people even come from several nearby cities.

A ship can be seen on the pier transporting ordinary people to Guadalupe Island. They look into the distance, hoping that seagulls can bring them new hope.

…