Although Police Chief Thomas Sisse was confused, he did not speak out directly about the matter.

It’s not that he didn’t want Raymond Eddie to know, but mainly because he knew the other party’s character very well. Once he told him the news, he would definitely take action without hesitation.

But now all this is just his guess, and he can't let Raymond Eddie attack the other general again just because of his guess.

After the last assassination attempt, General Fang must have had tighter protection. If you try to attack him again at this time, the other party may take the opportunity to bite you.

They couldn't take any risks. After all, once they found out about Eddie's family, his relationship with them would be impossible to conceal.

What Thomas Eddy didn't know was that everyone related to the Eddy family was now under close surveillance.

Everyone's every move is under the surveillance of the Second Section of the Logistics Department.

The Fangyuan Group Investigation Department withdrew all its members in accordance with Fang Lang's order.

It’s not that Fang Lang doesn’t trust the Investigation Department. On the contrary, he regards them as his most secret trump card, so he deliberately hides them to avoid letting anyone know of their existence.

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This force is not strong enough now, so Fang Lang asked Zhong Ze to find two kind pastors and opened two orphanages in Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro in their names.

They began to adopt many orphans from the society, and selected those with potential from these orphans and sent them to a farm in Rio Grande do Sul for training.

Among these orphans there are white people, black people, rednecks, and all kinds of skin colors. The oldest is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest is only six or seven years old.

Of course, the procedure is not to simply send the person away, but to adopt them in the name of various people. However, in reality these adopters do not exist at all. This is a means to deal with government inspections.

Maybe by the time these little guys finally become masters, there will be a small fire in this orphanage.

Some documents may be destroyed in the fire, and it is hard to say with what identities these orphans will return to society.

At this moment, a large number of reporters were surrounding the door of the Police Headquarters. Most of them were holding notebooks, some were holding cameras, and the most special were two people who were fiddling with a video camera.

For a moment, other reporters around him looked at him sideways, after all, using cameras for news interviews was a new thing in that era.

But these are real journalists, there's nothing strange about that.

But there are actually two people with special identities among this group of people. They are not ordinary reporters, but agents from the Second Section of the Logistics Department.

The purpose of their coming here was certainly not for an interview. Although the two of them were dressed as ordinary reporters, they held a simple notebook and pen in their hands.

But the bags they carry are slightly larger than ordinary bags.

Time passed little by little, and their request to go in for an interview was not approved, and the people they wanted to interview never showed up.

This made the reporters waiting at the entrance of the Police Headquarters dissatisfied. They started clamoring and demanded to interview Raymond Eddy in person.

I don't know how long it took, but a young man in a suit and tie who looked very imposing, for some unknown reason, slipped past the guards blocking the door and walked in.

Completely ignoring the guards shouting behind him, he ran towards the office building of the police headquarters.

This really stirred up a hornet's nest. The reporters who were stopped outside would never allow such good news to be exclusively obtained by their peers. They broke through the blockade and rushed into the police headquarters building.

For a moment, there was chaos and people were thrown to the ground.

The two agents from the Second Section of the Logistics Department looked at each other, and without hesitation, they followed the crowd and ran towards the office building.

But these two were completely different from the blindness of the others. They seemed to know the layout of the police headquarters and went straight to a bathroom on the second floor.

The two people dressed as reporters when they went in, had changed into police uniforms when they came out.

The two people who walked out of the bathroom looked at each other and nodded.

I started walking upstairs and when I passed the Security Chief's office on the fourth floor, I saw a group of reporters blocking a large group of police officers at the door of the Security Chief's office.

He was chattering about something, and the people being questioned were the Chief of Police and the Director of Public Security.

With just one glance, the two of them could see how ugly the expression on the face of the person surrounded was.

But facing the cameras in the hands of reporters who kept taking pictures, he had to show his magnanimity, forced a smile on his face, and barely responded to the reporters' questions.

The two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes, nodded slightly, and pulled the brims of their hats lower.

He walked past the crowd as if nothing had happened and arrived at the police chief's office without any obstruction, but saw the police chief's secretary still working outside the office.

After the two exchanged glances, one of them walked directly to the secretary and said:

"Mr. General is surrounded by reporters outside Director Eddie's office."

The secretary was stunned and said in surprise:

"How did the reporter get in?"

"I don't know either! But I saw that the chief was surrounded inside and his situation didn't seem good.

So, I came over to tell you if you need help?"

The secretary didn't think anything was wrong, but when he heard that the leader was in a bad situation, he didn't have time to think about it and stood up and said:

"Thank you for your reminder. I'll go over and take a look now."

The young man watched the secretary leave, while the person who came with him pushed open the door of the director's office and slipped in.

After looking at the surrounding environment, the young man came to the rest area at the door of the office and sat down, waiting patiently like a small cadre waiting to be received by the leader.

By the way, be on guard for your companions inside.

More than ten minutes later, the director's office door was opened from the inside. His companion glanced at the young man waiting at the door and nodded to him.

The young man looked around and found nothing unusual, then nodded to his companions.

The companion pushed the door open and the two met again at the door. They went straight downstairs without stopping and walked out of the police headquarters building in a swagger.

No longer pay attention to what happens inside.

The two walked a short distance before turning into an alley and arriving at an apartment building not far from the police headquarters. They knocked on the door regularly.

Soon the door was opened from the inside, and the people inside looked at the two of them, nodded to each other, and let them in.

The two went straight to a room on the second floor, where a person was looking at documents at the desk.

Seeing the two people coming in, the man looked up. It was Silva Carpenter, Deputy Chief of Natal Police, Logistics Section 2.

"Is everything going well?"

The two looked at each other and laughed:

“Haha… Sir, this is going better than expected. All the people in the police headquarters are entangled by those reporters.

We easily entered Minister Cisse’s office.”

Hearing that things were going well, Silva Carpenter breathed a sigh of relief. This operation was actually very risky.

If you were discovered sneaking into the office of the Director General of the Brazilian Police, the consequences would be very serious.

But now their investigation revealed that the Chief of Police was actually the Secretary General of the Police Club and a list of all club members was kept in his office.

If they want to know who exactly is in the club, they must get this list.

There was no way the Chief of Police would hand over such an important thing to them. In order to grasp the situation as quickly as possible, he could only resort to this worst option.

"Did you find the thing?"

“Yes, sir.

I took photos of all the lists with this tiny camera."

The young man who sneaked into the office took out a mahjong-sized camera from his pocket and handed it to Silva Carpenter.

Silva Carpenter looked at the miniature camera in front of him and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

With this list, it means that all members of the Police Club are within their control.

As for what to do with the people on this list in the future, that is not something he can decide.

Just as Silva Carpenter was feeling happy about completing his mission, Raymond Eddy of the Police Headquarters was on the verge of exploding.

I had just finished discussing with Police Chief Thomas Cisse how to handle the matter and was about to slip away back home when I was blocked at the door of my office by a group of reporters.

Before he could understand what was going on, he heard the sound of cameras clicking at the door and flashes of light that almost blinded him.

Raymond Eddie, who was already full of anger, was about to explode.

Fortunately, Thomas Cisse, who was following behind him, reacted quickly, grabbed Raymond Eddy who was about to explode, and dragged him behind him.

I pushed myself to the front.

And took the opportunity to whisper in Raymond Eddie's ear:

"Don't make any noise. I'll answer any questions you have."

After saying this, he straightened his clothes and stood in front of the reporters.

He coughed twice, trying to appease the reporters who had broken in.

But these reporters were obviously not prepared to listen to what he said. Everyone's target was Raymond Eddie.

A bunch of guns and cannons went straight over Thomas Cisse and hit Raymond Eddie in the face.

Some of them even hit Raymond Eddie, which made him furious, but he also understood that he was in public and he had to maintain his image.

So, he gritted his teeth, resisted the urge to get angry, and took a step back.

"Director Eddie, please tell us the purpose of your smuggling of arms."

"Mr. Eddy, as the Director of Public Security of the Police Headquarters, what is the reason for you to break the law knowingly?"

"Mr. Eddy, how did you become the director of the Public Security Department of the Police Headquarters at such a young age?"

“Mr. Eddie, is arms smuggling your private business or the business of the police headquarters?”

"Mr. Eddie, I heard that your father was the former Deputy Minister of Justice. Does your father have anything to do with your ability to become the Director of Public Security at such a young age?"

"Mr. Eddie, is arms smuggling your family business? How long has your family been engaged in arms smuggling?"

The reporters peppered the scene with sharp questions, making all the police officers at the scene look livid.

The policeman who had been in charge of blocking these reporters forcibly pushed all the reporters more than a meter away, and was about to be pushed back by the reporters again.

Police officers passing by also joined in and pushed the reporters back more than two meters.

Police Chief Thomas Cisse finally has some room to maneuver.

He has participated in many press conferences, but today's one was the craziest one he had ever encountered, no doubt about it.

Obviously, everyone's concern about this big news far exceeds any information previously disclosed by the police headquarters.

This was unusual for him, after all, the Brazilian government had only relaxed news control in the past two years.

The original news media were all government mouthpieces, and they promoted the government’s positive image and positive information to the outside world.

We are all doing some normal publicity work at the request of the government, and there is no need to be too active.

But there is a saying that goes, good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide.

Some people do some good things, even if they are reported in the newspapers, people may just say "Oh!" and think: This kind of thing! It's nothing special! I can do it too.

But if someone does something bad, the news will spread very quickly, and everyone will get together to discuss their opinions on the matter. No matter if they are familiar people or strangers, they can find common topics instantly.

And they discussed it endlessly.

For the media, bad news spreads faster and more widely, which can arouse heated discussions among the public and increase newspaper sales.

At the same time, the most important thing is to be able to reflect the media's supervisory role on the government.

So the enthusiasm of journalists is incomparable.

Thomas Cisse saw that the reporters were stopped at a safe distance of one meter, and coughed twice and said:

“Dear journalists, please calm down for a moment.

I am Thomas Cisse, the Brazilian Police Chief. I just learned about the news reported by the Brazilian Times today.

We still need to investigate whether the matter is true or false.

Now, based on an unfounded report, everyone is doubting the top brass of the Brazilian National Police for being too hasty.

So I hope that everyone can give our Police Department some time to investigate this matter thoroughly, and then we can report the actual situation to everyone, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, reporters had already pointed their cameras at Thomas Cisse.

"Mr. General, are you questioning the authenticity of this report?"

"Mr. Chief, are you going to protect this Director Eddie?"

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between Mr. Chief and Director Eddy?"

"Mr. General, are you also involved in this arms smuggling case?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Chief, is this arms smuggling an act of the Police Headquarters?"

"Excuse me, Mr. General, why did nothing happen after the Navy handed over the first arms smuggling case to the Recife Police Department? Is it because the local police were also involved?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Chief, how do you plan to deal with Director Eddy?"

"Mr. General, are you trying to delay time?"

The reporters' barrage of questions left Police Chief Thomas Sisse at a loss for words and sweat began to form on his forehead.