Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 1156: Horton, Director of CAI, Lin Bingshi, China Telecommunications Union
(Originally I was going to post a big chapter of 8,000 words, but I just finished writing 5,000 words. The boss called me and asked me to come back to the company immediately. It’s still about the batch of goods yesterday. If I can come back, I will make up another chapter. If I can’t come back, I will have to rest the day after tomorrow or Sunday. .)
It was Liang Zaixiao who Li Zaihua said was fingering someone.

This person is unlike Ahn Jung-hwan. Although the two have had their share of troubles, there has been no real conflict.

Liang Zaixiao was different. He was put to death several times, and there was almost no possibility of reconciliation between the two.

What's more, if you can only commit a thief for a thousand days, there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days.

Rather than being attacked from both sides at critical moments, it would be better to deal with Liang Zaixiao cleanly and save a lot of energy.

Li Zaihua gave a few more instructions and ended the call.

He didn't let go and continued dialing the number.

Now that Arthur Grant is moved and agrees to cooperate, Lin Bingshi, who has been idle for a long time, has a place to use.

The Gyeongju plan requires a lot of financial support, and bank loans alone will not be enough.

Li Zaihua worked hard to persuade Arthur Grant to carry out the so-called Pyeongtaek base expansion, which was to make a huge fortune to subsidize the holes in the Gyeongju plan.
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the other side.

Lin Bingshi picked up his phone and looked at the caller ID, his face darkened.

You know, since Li Zaihua had the idea of ​​​​Pingtaek base, he had a lot of land in his hands and had sleepless nights for several nights.

Lin Bingshi's eyes narrowed. The land held up most of his funds. It would be a lie to say he didn't want to.

As soon as I arrive at work every day, I stare at my phone and wait for the call from the other party.

Lin Bingshi thought for a moment.

"Hello, President Lin, I haven't contacted you for a long time. How are you doing lately?"

Li Zaihua smiled and said,

"Meet me where?"

President's office.

Arthur Grant picked up the landline receiver and dialed the number.

The words fell.

Li Zaihua didn't pretend to be mysterious: "It's the same thing, President Lin wants to talk about it!"

I waited for a month, and there was not even a hint of news in the middle.

"I wonder if you are free tonight, let's meet!"

The two chatted for a few more words, talked about Lin Caibin's current situation, and hung up the phone.

"looking for me?"

"Oh. If President Lin says so, I won't cause trouble for myself."

He is now curious about where Li Zaihua got the confidence to sell the land that fell into his hands.
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at the same time.

After a few dozen seconds, the call was connected.

Then, he deliberately pretended to be stupid and said: "Oh, someone dares to make President Lin angry, tell me who it is, and I will help you vent your anger!"

Think of this.

top layer.

Lin Bingshi put down his phone and frowned.

Li Zaihua said calmly: "At eight o'clock tonight, I'm waiting for President Lin to arrive at Qingyun Tower!"

Lin Bingshi was so angry that he was about to publish the first sentence, but he immediately calmed down after the second sentence.

Lin Bingshi said coldly: "I'm very bad, someone is playing tricks on me like a monkey!"

"Minister Li, you can't deal with this person!"

The headquarters of the US military in the peninsula.

Li Zaihua was stunned and instantly understood what the other party meant.

Seoul.

Longshan base.

Hanwha Group Headquarters.

Ring ring ring.
The bell rings.

Longshan District.

Lin Bingshi snorted coldly and pressed the call button.

At this point, he changed the subject.

Li Zaihua's voice came out.

Lin Bingshi almost laughed out loud, "A thief is called a thief, you have a thicker skin than the city wall."

"Okay, see you tonight!"

Commander's Office.

If the news media and the Internet had not been reporting on this, I would have thought that this kid had disappeared.

A man's respectful voice came out.

"Hello General!"

This person is Holden Washington, director of the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency’s Office on the Peninsula.

Arthur Glen was very kind to the man.

There are more than 100,000 people with the surname Washington in the United States, 90% of whom are of African descent.

Holden is a member of the white race, plus he has this meaningful surname.

When interests are not involved, Arthur Gran will only show goodwill, rather than offend the other party based on his military rank and status.

"Hello Director Holden, I have encountered some difficulties recently. I hope you, a peninsula expert, can give me some advice."

Hear this.

Holden Washington was stunned for a moment, even though he didn't understand what medicine the guy opposite was selling.

But as the supreme garrison commander of the peninsula, Arthur Grant must give this face even as a member of the Washington family.

"No problem, as long as the time is right, General, I can meet you at Longshan Base at any time!"

Arthur Grant smiled.

"Director Holden, I happen to have time at noon today. I wonder if I would like to have lunch with you."

Of course, Holden Washington would not refuse.

"of course can."

Arthur Grant nodded.

"Okay, let's meet at the base restaurant at twelve o'clock."

"Okay General, see you later."
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the other side.

The U.S. Central Intelligence Agency’s Peninsula Office.

Office of the Director.

Holden Washington put down his cell phone with a solemn expression.

It was impossible for Arthur Grant to summon him for no reason. There must be something wrong with it.

He concentrated and kept recalling in his mind whether he had done anything to offend the other party recently.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of a reason.

Holden Washington thought for a moment, then picked up the phone receiver and dialed the number.

The call was answered soon.

A man's voice came out.

"director!"

Holden Washington said directly: "Come to my office immediately!"

"OK, just a second!"

A few minutes later.

Dang Dang Dang.
There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

A tall white man pushed open the door and entered.

This person is William Jones, the special agent in charge, who is responsible for all intelligence affairs of the Eighth Army of the US Army on the Peninsula.

Enter the room.

William Jones raised his hand in salute.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

Holden Washington said without hesitation: "Is there any information about Longshan Base recently?"

William Jones frowned.

"Director, I have not received any information about the incident at Longshan Base."

As he spoke, his eyes lit up and he looked at his director.

"Did you find out something?"

Hear this.

Holden Washington raised his eyebrows, I asked you, you ask me in turn.

"You are the intelligence director in charge of the Eighth Army, and you come to ask me instead!"

Seeing my director angry.

William Jones said quickly: "I'm sorry, director, I did not receive any relevant information about Longshan Base!"

Listening to his subordinate's answer, Holden Washington licked his lips.

Since it has nothing to do with the Eighth Army, what exactly does Arthur Gran want to do with him? Is it just a simple meal?
However, after thinking about it for a long time, Holden Washington didn’t think it was as simple as having lunch together.

Thinking about it.

Holden Washington said: "Go and give me all the recent information on the Eighth Army!"

William Jones nodded.

"Okay director, I'll be there right away."

After half an hour.

Holden Washington has read all the information about the Eighth Army recently, and there is no information about Arthur Gran in it.

He pinched his chin, but instead of dispelling his doubts, the doubts in his heart only deepened.

But the time was almost up, and Holden Washington had no time to continue thinking. He locked the intelligence in the safe, got up and left the office.
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11:40pm.

A black car with diplomatic license plates drove into Longshan Quarter.

That’s right, the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency’s office on the peninsula is hidden within the U.S. consulate.

Passed inspection by American soldiers.

The black car parked in the parking lot without any obstruction.

Holden Washington opened the door and stepped out.

This is not his first time to Longshan Base, so he is very familiar with the terrain.

It didn't take a while.

Holden Washington came to the restaurant with a familiar face.

The assistant, Colonel Edward Anderson, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly came forward to greet him.

"Hello, Director Horton, the general is waiting for you, please follow me."

Holden Washington naturally knew Arthur Grant's assistant.

"Thank you Colonel Edward."

Edward Anderson turned and led the way.

Holden Washington followed.

Soon after, the two came to a box.

Dang Dang Dang.
There was a knock on the door.

Edward Anderson opened the door and bowed slightly.

"General, Director Holden is here."

Hear sounds.

Arthur Grant in the room stood up to greet him.

Holden Washington walked around Edward Anderson and stepped forward quickly, raising his hands in salute.

"Hello General!"

Arthur Grant smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

"Director Holden, don't be restrained, please take a seat."

"Thank you General!"

Holden Washington sat down obediently. Just sat down.

Arthur Grant handed the menu to Holden Washington.

"Director Holden, I'm treating you today. Just order whatever you want."

Just finished speaking.

Holden Washington glanced at Arthur Grant without any trace, and then said with a smile: "If the general says that, then I'm not welcome."

Arthur Grant smiled.

Soon.

Arthur Grant and Holden Washington each ordered their meals and handed their orders to Edward Anderson.

Edward Anderson turned and left.

Wait until people leave.

Arthur Grant did not immediately indicate his intention to invite Holden Washington today.

The two started chatting, gossiping about the upper class society in the United States, especially the military and Zheng Tan.

The more this happened, the more nervous Holden Washington became, and he dealt with it cautiously.

A long time passed.

Edward Anderson pushed the dining cart into the box, placed the steaks and side dishes, and left again.

As the door closes.

Arthur Grant picked up the knife and fork and said with a smile: "Director Holden, please!"

Holden Washington followed suit.

"General, you're welcome."

After saying that, he cut off a piece of beef and was about to put it into his mouth.

At this time, Arthur Grant suddenly said: "Director Horton, what do you think of Pingtaek Base!"

I heard the words Pyeongtaek Base.

Holden Washington's heart tightened, and the hand holding the knife and fork froze in mid-air.

He had to be nervous. The Pyeongtaek base involved the U.S. military. Even with the bonus of Washington's surname, peeling off the skin was inevitable if he really fell into it.

Holden Washington took a deep breath, pretended to be relaxed and cut a piece of steak into his mouth.

"General, the Pyeongtaek base is not under the control of our Zhongyang Intelligence Bureau. Did you ask the wrong person?"

Arthur Grant smiled.

"Director Holden, I believe that those gangsters must be the losers. I believe in the China Intelligence Agency more."

Holden Washington frowned.

He really didn't understand why Arthur Gran wanted to chase him and ask about Pingze base.

Although the China Intelligence Bureau also has unspoken rules for monitoring overseas garrison bases, these are unspoken rules that cannot be made explicit at all.

Arthur Grant's unabashed inquiry made it difficult for Holden Washington not to think more about it.

Thinking about it.

Holden Washington gritted his teeth. Instead of remaining passive, it would be better to turn passivity into initiative.

"General, regarding the Pyeongtaek base, all the information that our China Intelligence Bureau has learned comes from data released by the military."

There is something in the words, a subtext, don't ask me, it's useless if you ask, your military won't release the information, how can I dare to check it.

Arthur Gran shook his head disapprovingly, only a ghost would believe this.

In the past, various scandals broke out in the military. In addition to hostile countries, military insiders were also indispensable for the behind-the-scenes driving force of the China Intelligence Bureau.

However, Arthur Grant today is not asking for help, but cooperating.

"Director Holden, don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually and tell you what you know!"

Let's talk about this.

Holden Washington couldn't say no.

"General, since you want to hear what I have to say, I will tell you what I know. Please forgive me for any omissions."

With a crackle, he selectively recounted the Pyeongtaek base information released by the US military.

Arthur Grant listened very carefully.

This made Holden Washington frown more and more.

"General, I know there's only so much!"

The words fell.

Arthur Grant was silent.

Holden Washington's expression changed slightly.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the box gradually became solemn.

I do not know how long it has been.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Holden Washington's forehead.

At this time.

Arthur Grant said quietly: "Director Horton, do you think Pingtaek Base can still withstand the increasing changes in international relations?"

Hearing this, Holden Washington looked at the general in front of him in confusion.

"General, I don't understand what you mean!"

Arthur Gran said calmly: "The Eastern Dragon is heading for revival, and his powerful world is obvious to all."

"At the same time, threats from the north are increasing day by day, and the security of the Asia-Pacific region is under great threat. Do you think the current Pyeongtaek base can still effectively suppress it?"

As soon as these words came out.

Holden Washington was stunned on the spot, shouting in his heart, whether the Pingtaek base can suppress the Eastern Dragon is none of my business, I am only responsible for collecting intelligence.

But Arthur Grant must have a purpose when he said this.

Holden Washington was lost in thought.

After a long time.

Holden Washington had a flash of inspiration and roughly guessed why Arthur Gran wanted to ask about Pingtaek Base. It turned out to be that.

It should be Arthur Gran who has taken a fancy to the interests of the Pingtaek base.

It is a pity that the Pyeongtaek base has been divided up by the predecessor and the peninsula chaebol, and the new commander is not satisfied with the leftovers.

But it seems that he doesn't care about his own business.

Holden Washington thought deeply again.

I saw that the director of the Central Intelligence Bureau's office in the Peninsula did not speak.

The corners of Arthur Grant's mouth raised slightly.

"Director Horton, I think the current scale of the Pingtaek base is not enough to cope with the upcoming new world structure, so expansion is imperative!"

A word stirred up a thousand waves.

Holden Washington's pupils suddenly tightened.

He thought of Arthur Gran's idea of ​​attacking the Pingze base again, but he didn't expect to be so bold.

After all, where the scale of the Pyeongtaek base is located, any slight change will directly affect the construction cost of one billion, or even billions of meters of gold.

Holden Washington looked serious.

"General, are you serious?"

Arthur Gran said seriously: "Director Holden, this is the result I got after a lot of analysis!"

Holden Washington gritted his teeth and finally spoke his mind.

"Why choose me?"

Arthur Gran said calmly: "Because you are the director of the Peninsula Office of the China Intelligence Bureau, and you are a member of the Washington family!"

Holden Washington is very smart, otherwise he would not be able to achieve the position of director of the Overseas Office of the China Intelligence Agency in the Peninsula.

Due to the special nature of the peninsula, his rank is deputy director, and furthermore, director of the China Intelligence Bureau.

"General, are you afraid that I will tell you?"

Arthur Grant shook his head: "No, I just hope someone can help me, and the Washington family is just right!"

Holden Washington disagreed.

One of the invisible rules of the China Intelligence Bureau's office on the peninsula is to monitor the US military stationed on the peninsula.

Once Arthur Gran submits the Pyeongtaek base expansion plan to the military and Congress, the China Intelligence Agency headquarters will definitely issue an order for its own secret investigation.

If there is something fishy involved and there is internal strife in the US military, Arthur Grant is very likely to step down.

Therefore, the importance of the Zhongyang Intelligence Bureau’s Peninsula Office is self-evident.

Of course, I want to think about it.

Naturally, it was impossible for Holden Washington to expose it in person.

If they can seize the opportunity, the expansion of the Pyeongtaek base will be extremely beneficial to themselves or the Washington family.

"General, you are right. Considering the huge threat from the Eastern Dragon, it is indeed necessary for Pingtaek Base to increase power projection, but nothing more."

Arthur Grant quietly waited for Holden Washington's next words.

"However, as far as I know, the land around the Pyeongtaek base has long been divided up by local companies on the peninsula. The excess expenses incurred by the expansion of the base will not be passed by Congress even with the support of the family. Have you ever thought about it?"

Confronting the question of Holden Washington.

Arthur Grant thought for a moment and said: "Director Horton, whether Congress will pass the expansion plan is not within my scope of consideration!"

Holden Washington’s eyebrows were furrowed, forming a deep groove.

"General, you."

The words just left his mouth.

"Director Holden, you guessed it right!"

Arthur Grant said first: "If you have any questions, I have a friend who will answer you!"

Holden Washington suddenly understood.

Then he asked in a deep voice: "General, can I meet your friend?"

Arthur Grant replied.

"Not now, he's very busy recently and needs to wait a few more days!"

A strange color flashed in Holden Washington's eyes.

As the commander of the Asia-Pacific region, Arthur Grant can be said to be the emperor of the country on the peninsula. It is too late for others to curry favor with him.

Now he actually has to wait for the other person to have time before he can see him.

This made Holden Washington surprised and also interested in this person.

"General, when will your friend be free?"

Arthur Grant thought for a while: "One week later!"

Holden Washington nodded.

"A week? Then I'm looking forward to meeting him!"

Arthur Gran smiled and said: "I believe I won't let you down!"

Time passed by minute by minute.

13:28 pm.

Longshan base.

In front of the officers' mess.

Holden Washington and Arthur Grant wave goodbye.

Looking at the departing figure.

Edward Anderson asked quietly.

"General, is he really reliable?"

Arthur Grant said without looking back: "Without Holden's help, do you think you can escape the eyes of the China Intelligence Bureau?"

This is no joke. The overseas scale of the China Intelligence Agency far exceeds ordinary people's imagination. It may exist anywhere, including the US military stationed in the peninsula, and even its own headquarters.

Edward Anderson shut his mouth obediently.

Arthur Grant took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

The call was answered soon.

Li Zaihua's voice came out.

"General!"

Arthur Grant said straightforwardly: "Mr. Li, I have made an agreement with Holden and will go to Qingzhou in a week. I hope you can convince him to join us!"