The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

When the CIA gets serious about doing things instead of dragging its feet, the efficiency is still extremely high. On the fourth night of Team B's arrival in Mexico City, the embassy of a wealthy country in the Middle East held a luxurious dinner.

The seals transformed into security guards and waiters and got in. With the cooperation of CIA agents, Sonny, an oil tycoon from Texas, successfully met Carla Reyes, and after the dinner, they completed a mysterious and mysterious affair. Sleepy kidnapping.

"Help! Ah, please don't do this! Help! Help!" Hearing the shrill screams coming from the interrogation room, the men waiting outside looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Remember to remind me in the future not to offend Mandy casually." Jason said to Major Blackburn.

Sonny's expression was still a little dull, "Did I mishear the word or did I misunderstand the girls' makeup removal? What they said before going in was just..."

Jack patted his shoulder quite speechlessly. Who had ever heard of using a high-pressure water gun to remove makeup? "It's almost over. Are you interested in going in together?"

Everyone's heads were shaking like rattles. Interrogation was not the seals' specialty, let alone that the other party was a woman.

"It's time for me to video chat with Stella." Clay Spencer directly rubbed oil on the soles of his feet. Stella was his girlfriend. As long as there were no tasks, after 8 o'clock every night it was a sweet moment for the young couple.

"We still have half a bottle of tequila left."

"I went to play soccer with Lopez's kids, who were bored to death in the military camp."

"Speaking of kids, I think I forgot to call my two kids last night, damn it."

While they were talking, no one was left at the door of the interrogation room except Jack. He shrugged speechlessly and pushed the door open.

It was very different from the scene imagined by the seals. There was no bloody and horrific torture scene at all. Mandy Ellis and Rita Alfaro, the two eldest sisters, stood in the middle of the room with full aura, watching expressionlessly in the corner. Shaking Carla Reyes.

This woman no longer looked as arrogant as before, her high heels were thrown to the side, and her extremely expensive evening dress, which was made of only a few materials, was hung in pieces on her body, turning into a barely usable piece. A wet rag to cover up shame.

The high-end cosmetics and false eyelashes on the face are also gone. It seems that the high-pressure water gun is really effective in removing makeup.

Jack moved a chair from the side, lifted up Carla Reyes, who was still trembling, and sat on it. He squatted down next to her, looking very friendly.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Enemy or friend, everything depends on your choice, Miss Reyes." Jack spoke softly, looking at the other person as if he were a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"Are you Americans?" Carla Reyes tried hard to stop shivering, but it was obviously difficult to do so. Although the temperature here at night was not too cold, she was sprayed with cold water by a high-pressure water cannon for more than ten minutes. She was still freezing.

"Maria Cervantes, Josefina Perez, these are your clients, right?" Rita Alfaro took two steps forward and showed several photos in front of her.

The photos show two Latina girls who were once young and beautiful. The reason why I say once is because in the last two photos, both girls were hanged under an overpass.

"Their deaths have nothing to do with me, it's just a tragedy." Carla Reyes turned her head.

"Yes, these tragedies are all caused by drug lords. You just introduce innocent girls to drug lords and earn some agency fees from them, right?"

Mandy Ellis put down the water cannon and stood side by side with Rita Alfaro, looking down at the trembling madam.

"If they resist in the slightest or are not obedient enough, this is their fate."

"I don't know what you are talking about, what do you want to do, I can give you money, I have a lot of money, I can give it to you, don't hurt me, please."

Carla Reyes cried bitterly and begged, as if she was really an innocent kidnapped person.

Seeing that this woman was still pretending to be stupid, Jack sighed, "Why don't you continue? Just pretend I've never been here."

Seeing that he was about to stand up and leave after speaking, Carla Reyes' whole body trembled, her eyes showing despair, "What exactly do you want to know?"

"List, you selected so many young girls for Doza to provide sexual services to the top leaders of his group. We need to know those names."

"I will die. They will not let me go. Please, don't do this to me. Who are you? No one can touch Doza here, no one!"

Carla Reyes became extremely emotional and shook her head desperately, appearing even more frightened than before when she found out that she had been kidnapped.

"No one can touch him, are you sure?" Jack couldn't help but laugh, "Then why is he hiding? His posters are all over the streets, and he even wants to become a hero in Mexico's resistance to foreign forces. Now that we are here, he looks like a mouse. They also hid underground.

You don’t want to die, right? Help us find Doza and you'll have a chance to survive.

Do you know where this place is? There are hundreds of elite soldiers in the Mexican Marine Corps barracks, and everyone has a bloody feud with these drug cartels.

We are protecting you. If you refuse to cooperate, I can open this door now and let you go free. Even if you can walk out of this military camp alive and reach Doza's territory, do you think he will continue to trust you? . "

Carla Reyes held on to the chair tightly, her eyes became a little dull, but she soon regained her clarity, as if she had found a glimmer of hope.

"You are Americans, right? You must be. Send me to the United States. I am willing to cooperate. I can tell you whatever you want to know. Give me a way to live. I don't want to die!"

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Early the next morning, in the operations center, two female agents with haggard faces and heavy dark circles under their eyes called everyone together. They stood in front of a large screen with a photo displayed on it.

There are two people in the photo, one of whom is Doza, whom everyone is already familiar with. Next to him is a Latino man with a fierce face, with half-long hair and a short ponytail.

"It seems like you guys gained a lot last night." Seeing that although the two of them looked tired, their spirits were extremely high, Jason joked with a smile.

Mandy Ellis rolled her eyes at him and held out her hand for Rita Alfaro to introduce herself.

"This is Luis Castillo, nicknamed 'Lazo'. He is not only the second-in-command of the Doza drug cartel, but also Doza's old friend for many years. He is fully responsible for the production and processing of the drug gang."

"'Lazo'? What does it mean?" The studious Sonny tried to look up the Spanish word using the translation software on his mobile phone.

Clay Spencer was kind enough to explain, "Noose."

"Is 'Raso' also a client served by Carla Reyes?" Jason took a small notebook very seriously and prepared to record it.

"Yes." Rita Alfaro nodded excitedly, "According to Carla Reyes' account, every time Lasso came to Mexico City, he would call her and ask her to help find a woman. Note, every time Second-rate!"