As expected, Li Mochen called Zoe Dawrington, the supervisor of the FBI's Atlanta Field Department. His tone was not polite at all.
"Manager Dawrington, I can't ignore such provocation. You've even used a warship. Are you trying to put me in a dead end? Your subordinate even handcuffed me without any evidence. "
"This is directed at me, isn't it? You've implicated my friend's ship group. They've already been delayed at sea for more than an hour. I must solemnly state that all the weapons on our ship are registered and have legal certificates. "
"No, I won't pass the call to him. I'll see what you do. My Rising Sun Media will continue to pay attention to this matter. "
When Li Mochen ended the call, he looked at the supervisor agent next to the porthole with a mocking gaze. "So you still want to persevere, right? You want to persevere until you find evidence of our smuggling? "
Lambo Andal did not answer, but his face was gloomy. He had already realized that he might have stepped into the other party's trap.
But Lambo really did not want to give up. At the Riverbay Pier, he had seen those boxes being loaded onto the ship with his own eyes.
During this time, there was not only one insider who had reported to them, but they even had a quasi-legendary Shadow who had personally infiltrated the pier warehouse to confirm the condition of the goods.
Especially today, the entire process of the loading and unloading of the batch of firearms had been under their watch. Why were there only empty boxes in the end?
His face was cold, and he still stood in front of the porthole, waiting quietly.
However, as time passed, Lambo's mood gradually became cold and quiet.
About an hour and twelve minutes later, his assistant used the walkie-talkie to communicate with him again. This time, the assistant's tone was full of frustration. "We've been tricked, sir. There are no firearms. We've searched nearly half of the containers. There are some daily necessities inside, and they've all been approved. We haven't found any evidence. I don't think we'll find anything if we continue to open the boxes. "
Lambo Andal glanced at Li Mochen, then coldly replied, "If you can't find anything, then call it a day."
"But sir, we still have some other problems."
The voice on the other side of the walkie-talkie seemed to be ashamed. "Our people had a conflict with some crew members. Their actions may have been a little rough. Especially on the Laura, because the crew did not cooperate, they opened fire and wounded people. The wound was on the thigh and was not fatal. I didn't know, but the situation was a little strange. Perhaps it was because everyone thought that this matter was in the bag, so they were a little excited. Then, they had a few reporters on the boat. I don't know how much they recorded. "
Lan Bo's veins bulged as he held the walkie-talkie. "Anything else?"
"Also, when we approached the ship, a few of our anti-smuggling boats collided with the cargo ship. What should I say? At least on the surface, it looks a little serious. "
Lambo Andal couldn't help but let out a long sigh. "Everyone, retreat. We'll talk about the details when we get back."
As the agent supervisor walked out of the bridge command room, Li Mochen sneered. "Mr. Andorra, you don't think this matter will end just like that, do you?"
"Of course not!"
Lambo Andal turned around, his eyes dark. "No matter what tricks you have, Mr. Wildenstein, I'll be waiting for you."
After he left, although most people in the bridge didn't know what was going on, they were all beaming with joy.
After all, if they were really caught by the government this time, then everyone here would inevitably have to make a trip to the FBI's Savannah Coast Branch.
Angela, on the other hand, patted her chest. "You know, when we were at the dock just now, my illusion was almost exposed. This guy has at least five level-15 magic energy hunters under him. Luckily, they didn't dare to come close because they were afraid of alerting the enemy. "
Li Mochen noticed that Angela seemed to be scared on the surface, but she was actually secretly proud. She was just short of saying "Praise me" on her forehead. He couldn't help but laugh and pinched Angela's straight nose.
"So, after thinking about it, only your illusion can fool them. My judgment is correct, right? "
Most illusionists in this world only made people hallucinate. His Angie, on the other hand, was a real object, and even had a real touch and weight. This was much better than the former.
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At this time, Zoe Dowrington, the supervisor of the FBI's Atlanta Field Department, was sweating profusely.
"Hey! Zoe, this is not nice of you. Everyone is doing business on the Anatolian mainland. Howard, Van Peter, and Radford, don't they all have commercial routes there? Do you FBI have to keep an eye on our ship? Or, Zoe, are you and the person behind you deliberately targeting the Linden family? "
"Don't joke with me, okay? Zoe, without your tacit consent, he wouldn't dare to be so unscrupulous. You even used the military's South Carolina-class submarine. It's unbelievable. "
"If it's not you, then keep your people in check. That Andorra supervisor of the Savannah Coast Branch. You can't let him bite people like a mad dog."
"All in all, I don't want this to happen a second time. Otherwise, the Linden Newspaper Group will consider ending some of our current cooperation with you. And I mean in all aspects. "
Less than half a minute after the conversation with the Deputy Speaker of the Georgia Senate from the Linden family, Zoe Dowrington received another call. This time, it was from an internal confidential line.
At this time, his female secretary came to the door with a cold expression. "Sir, it's Assistant Deputy Director Lieutenant General Nathan Graeme."
Zooey Dawrington could not help but sigh. She reluctantly picked up the phone. He knew this person. He was the son-in-law of the Targaryen family.
"Supervisor Dowrington, I want to know what's going on with the Wings of the Alliance. My secretary told me that their ship was intercepted by our people at sea, right? Did they find any evidence that the Wings of the Alliance was smuggling arms? "
"Yes, Lieutenant General."
Zoe Dowrington's tone was cautious. "This incident was led by Rambo Andal. According to the information we have so far, we did not find any smuggled arms on their ship."
"So what are you going to do, Supervisor Dowrington?"
Lieutenant General Nathan Graeme expressed his dissatisfaction in his words. "You understand, right? Dowrington, regarding the transactions in Antoria, whether it is the military or the FBI, they all have a common and tacit way of handling it. "
"Yes, this is illegal and goes against the agreement reached by the United Nations, but it is in line with the national interests of America. I will say this bluntly, even if it is in the Senate and the House of Representatives' public questioning session. "
"I don't care that you used public power to attack the enemy for personal grievances. But since no evidence was found on the ship, someone must take responsibility. One Rambo Andal is not enough. He is a C2 level supervisor trainee, and he cannot take responsibility. By the way, I have already reported this to the vice president and Mr. Director. Both of them have expressed concern about this incident. "
When Lieutenant General Nathan Graeme hung up the phone, Zoe Dowrington could not help but lean back, rubbing the space between his eyebrows in pain.
About five seconds later, he straightened up again and glared at his secretary. "If that Andal guy comes ashore, tell him to come see me immediately. Also, help me inform the personnel department. First, go through the procedure and temporarily suspend that b * stard. Looks like we need a new supervisor for our anti-smuggling and anti-smuggling team. "
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