Simulation Game: Crisis Management
Chapter 745 - 332: Evidence
Chapter 745: Chapter 332: Evidence
"A lot can be done in 3 minutes."
Gao Bo joked idly, but as soon as the topic turned serious, he became earnest, "I don’t quite get it. The PM Company is causing disturbances, targeting our trade delegation, and even orchestrating traps to kill Xia Kingdom police and the Brazilian BOPE Team, just to sell those billions worth of US Dollar arms? Isn’t this too big a commotion?"
"Oh?"
Gu Ji’s eyelid twitched, surprised by Gao Bo’s sensitivity.
"I always feel like they have a bigger goal that hasn’t been exposed yet. Gu Ji, we need some contingency plans. Most importantly, we need to secure gun usage permits, or else we’re like a toothless tiger!"
"You’re right, tomorrow I’ll contact Mr. Qieu at the embassy."
After spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing his mouth, Gu Ji pretended to turn off the lights and go to bed.
In reality, he used his mind to open the Ghost Server and located Baron.
In a hotel somewhere in the northern suburbs of Brasilia.
Baron was inspecting the gun parts on the table, a Glock 17 pistol he had painstakingly purchased for 4000 US Dollar from the Brazilian underground black market.
"F**k! Being chased by these mercenaries like a rat every day, this mission is really frustrating!"
"Buzz~"
Just as he finished venting, the screen of the phone in front of him suddenly lit up.
It’s "CODE: 7472"!
Baron’s eyes brightened, thinking that the organization was sending him support. But when he swiped to open it, he was immediately stunned, "What do you mean, asking me to hand over the videos to BOPE? Isn’t this pushing me into the fire pit?"
BOPE, Skull Squad.
Reputed to be Brazil’s cleanest police force, with zero tolerance for crime.
If he really went to BOPE, and they later found out he’s a New York FBI fugitive and entered Brazil with a fake passport, wouldn’t he be walking into a trap?
While Baron was agonizing over why 7472 constantly put him in danger.
Unexpectedly, in his system network, below the contacts [Jian Na] and [Wa Xueming], there appeared a new [Antonie Yassen].
He clicked on it.
Unavoidably shocked by this guy’s profile information.
"God! Such a formidable figure, and he’s also a member of 7472. Hahaha, I finally have help. Damn you, Masked Man. When I catch you, I’ll shove a shoe right down your throat!"
"Buzz~"
In a luxurious detached villa, East District, Brasilia.
A sexy blonde in lace pajamas, holding a glass of water, walked over, "Yassen, are you on a mission again tonight? Don’t forget about your health; your blood pressure has not been good. Our life is already beautiful, there’s no need to risk your life anymore."
Antonie Yassen had taken off his BOPE combat uniform, lying on the sofa with a robust bare upper body.
"Some things you wouldn’t understand. I’ve already sent a message to Daniela, you take the kid and stay with her for a few days."
"Go to your ex-wife? Oh, Yassen, what on earth is going on!"
The blonde clutched Yassen’s sturdy arm with a worried look.
"I’ll tell you when there’s a chance. You go back to sleep first."
Yassen suddenly noticed the phone on the table, where appeared a blue globe.
After his wife left, he suspiciously picked up the phone, staring closely at the screen’s display. Underneath the blue globe background was a title, [CODE: 7472]!
"7472!?"
Yassen muttered, suddenly realizing, could this be the mysterious organization interfering with him?
He thought this because.
This phone was the police-purpose rugged phone given to him when he rejoined BOPE, using a system designed by the Brazilian National Cyber Security Bureau, capable of preventing eavesdropping, tracking, and network intrusion.
Thus, an organization able to infiltrate this phone is no ordinary group.
"Humanitarian Crisis Response Quick Reaction Force, mission origin dated back to 1918... Was this organization established after World War I? Could this be made up randomly?"
Yassen skeptically clicked on the webpage.
The content captured his full attention in an instant.
It was a video Baron had taken during a protest.
After viewing all the content, Yassen’s hands trembled with excitement. With this evidence in his possession, he could smoothly resolve the current disturbance crisis, at least pacifying those gang members in the suburbs.
So, he promptly grabbed the shirt from the sofa.
While getting dressed, he called Mr. Suriq, agreeing to meet in front of the Federal Police Headquarters.
But after hanging up the phone.
Looking at the screen content, he froze again.
"No, how could 7472 know I’m investigating the murder case, the truth behind the commotion, and the PM Company. Besides Mr. Suriq and my team members, only those Xia Kingdom policemen I met today know. Does that mean..."
Yassen found text at the bottom of the video.
It was Baron’s narration of everything he found out after coming to Brazil, indicating he is now exposed and being chased by PM Mercenaries, hoping to get Yassen’s help.
"Saflo Baron, it seems I need to have a proper meeting with this guy!"
Yassen first downloaded the video to his phone, then exited the webpage.
He had decided not to inform anyone about this matter for the time being.
Truth be told, he had always wanted to uncover the truth about the plane crash incident and take revenge, suspecting he might have been secretly hypnotized and trained.
After all, no one likes to be led by the nose.
But the generous gift from 7472 today indeed swayed Yassen’s heart.
Brasilia is his hometown, no matter what, he wishes to resolve this matter quickly and restore peace to society.
The actions of 7472 seem to confirm the name of their organization.
Humanitarian Crisis Response Quick Reaction Force.
Could this really be a special force born for the safety of all mankind without regard for profit?
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