If someone wants to go into the water, there is no need to pull at all.

If someone wants to exchange status for money, well, it's just a matter of whether they want to or not.

Americans have always been direct in everything they do. They don't know how to be euphemistic, and they don't know how to be circuitous. What they want is such a crisp and neat approach.

You can know the elegant meaning by hearing the sound of the string. Your boss has made it so clear. Why is Jolson still doing it?

"I think truck drivers are rich."

Crawford smiled for me and said, "It's strange that we have Saudi Arabia as our backing and no money."

Since Crawford looks like Denzel Washington, it means that he looks very serious, has a sense of justice, and is very upright. Moreover, he does have a straight face all the time, and he does look quite good.

Serious.

But today, Crawford has torn off all the pretense. His smile now ruins his image because he smiles in a vulgar way.

Joelson thought for a while and said: "Yes, it is very strange to have no money. Sir, I can tell you directly now that the truck driver had no way to escape in Tripoli. It was I who asked them to find Khalid."

Then, the truck driver gave Khalid a lot of money and promised many benefits. If this were not the case, Khalid would not be able to help the truck driver at any cost."

Crawford said calmly: "You are very capable, but you didn't position yourself correctly before. Yes, at that time, you and I wanted to achieve greater development in our career, but now, I think

You know, even if the truck driver is really rich, where does our money come from? By catching him, collecting the ransom money and then releasing him."

The question is, if a senior CIA official wants to make money, how can he make money?

If Crawford still has to worry about this kind of thing, why should Joelson do it?

Relying on selling intelligence, this method is too low-end, and the consequences are extremely serious. Once discovered, it will be treason, and the most important thing is that you will not get much money.

What would make Crawford satisfied must be low risk and high return, either making enough money in one go or making long-term and considerable returns.

Joelson whispered: "Sir, are there any ways to make money in Libya?"

Crawford frowned and said, "Are you asking me?"

No leader likes his subordinates to ask questions, but Joelson said very calmly: "Sir, we have different visions and different information. I don't know many ways to make money at all."

Crawford breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Oil, but the oil has been divided up by the Pentagon and the oil and gas big guys, and the rest is just some small money. Libya is all desert and has a small population. Overall, it is not particularly profitable.

channels.”

Joelson immediately said: "We are not going to touch the oil. Sir, what do you think about joining forces with the Pentagon, the French, and the Khalid armed forces, and we can get all the Libyan arms market?"

Crawford frowned.

Joelson said: "Since the relationship between truck drivers and France is so good, can we gradually win over the arms markets of several countries surrounding Libya?"

While Crawford was still thinking, Joelson whispered: "I have been in Libya for a few months, and I know that they lack everything. We don't seek to control the entire Libya, but we can't have a hand in Libya's business."

The main problem is that the truck driver has such good resources that he can do anything that is inconvenient for us, so we don’t have to focus on Libya. As long as we can build a bridge through the truck driver, we can definitely do business with Saudi Arabia.

.”

Crawford finally smiled, then he exhaled and said: "But someone needs to talk to the truck driver, and he has to agree to cooperate, so what is our value?"

Joelson originally wanted to come up with a reason. He wanted to find a reason why Crawford could trade with Gao Yi, but when he saw Crawford's half-smiling look, he suddenly had an idea.

"Sir, I haven't thought about it yet..."

Crawford laughed, and then he whispered: "Up to now, everyone says that there is a mole in the CIA. Because of the mole, Captain Naovi died. Because of the mole, the National Intelligence Agency

Abdullah was rescued because of the mole, and the operation to capture the truck driver failed. Because of the mole, Freewind suffered heavy losses, but let me tell you, there is no mole."

Joelson was shocked when he heard this and said: "There is no mole?"

"It's just an excuse to cover up one's own incompetence. It looks very much like there is a mole. It turns out that there is a mole. But the fact is that everyone can only find a non-existent mole to shirk responsibility."

After Crawford finished speaking, he smiled slightly and said: "But if the truck driver is willing to cooperate, we can be the mole."

Joelson sat up suddenly in shock. He looked at Crawford blankly and said in a trembling voice: "Melody, this word... is not good."

"Nothing bad."

Crawford exhaled slowly and said: "You just need to remember one thing. If someone wants to catch the truck driver, then there must be someone who doesn't want to catch the truck driver. The existence of the truck driver has embarrassed many people in the CIA."

, but if someone is embarrassed, others will be happy, do you understand?"

Joelson understood this. He just didn't expect that the existence of the Sky Garden would bring shame to the CIA as a whole. To this extent, there would be people who wanted to use the truck driver's hand to attack dissidents.

What is internal fighting? This is called internal fighting!

Seeing Joelson's surprised expression, Crawford suddenly regained his serious expression and said, "Do you understand or not?"

"I understand, even if I didn't understand it before, I understand it now."

Crawford nodded and continued: "Why are you okay? It's not that you can avoid subsequent scrutiny because you perform well, but that someone wants to use us."

Use us, not you, not me.

This word is so crucial.

Joelson's mind was a little confused, but he nodded immediately and said: "This is a good thing."

"You only need to know one thing. Free Wind is a deformed monster. The CIA should not have such a freak. Some people don't like Free Wind. If the truck driver can really kill Free Wind, it will not necessarily affect the CIA."

It’s a bad thing.”

Joelson nodded.

Crawford exhaled and said: "You have to contact the truck driver and give him the information about Free Wind. If he can kill Free Wind in turn, that would be the best."

Joelson couldn't help but look at the closed door again.

Crawford said impatiently: "There are at least four people guarding outside, and here, all the bugs and cameras have been stopped. Since I am telling you this, naturally I am not afraid of being overheard."

"Okay, sir, do you have any specific information? I saw Freewind's Foehn before I was put on the plane, but I only saw him. In addition, I know that hurricanes and tornadoes are dead. This is all I know.

.”

Crawford said solemnly: "The code name of Free Wind is extremely confidential. Except for the director and the deputy director in charge, no one knows the specific situation of Free Wind. The news we know now is that Free Wind has successfully completed many times.

I even found out about it when I reported the credit after completing the task many times over the limit."

Joelson listened attentively, and Crawford continued: "Now we know that the free wind has a total of six code names, namely breeze, monsoon, hurricane, tornado, and foehn. Among them, breeze is the leader of them all, so

Breeze should be the code name of a person, and Hurricane has appeared many times on the list of group contributions, so Hurricane should be the code name of a team, and Tornado is a person. He was specially transferred to Free Wind because of his extremely outstanding performance.

Based on his personal combat capabilities, Foehn Feng should be good at interrogation and intelligence analysis."

Joelson looked at Crawford eagerly, but Crawford nodded and said: "That's all for now, but if we can confirm cooperation with the truck driver, we will provide more specific information."

Joelson swallowed and whispered: "These are the five kinds of winds. Sir, you said there are six code names."

"There is another one I don't know about."

After Crawford finished speaking with a straight face, he whispered: "If the truck driver hadn't killed hurricanes and tornadoes head-on, he wouldn't have been favored and chosen as a weapon to deal with the free wind, because he can face to face

The person who kills the tornado head-on has the right to be favored by anyone, because high-end force is still scarce, very scarce."

Joelson nodded and said: "I can't get in touch with the truck driver at the moment. Also... Sir, if I want to quickly establish mutual trust and establish a cooperative relationship with the truck driver, I'd better go to Libya."

"No, I won't go to Libya. It would attract too much attention. I would be crazy to go to Libya."

Stretching out his hand, he put it on Joelson's leg. After pressing it down gently, Crawford whispered: "If we have to be this mole, then we must maximize the value, rather than just satisfy

For this small benefit in front of you, decide where to go after determining where it is beneficial, or according to my idea, you can be a free man."

"What do you mean a free man?"

"The role of regional coordinator, running around."

Joelson nodded, and Crawford looked at his watch and said: "Free Wind has been searching in Libya for twelve days, and there is currently no progress. There is no doubt that their operation failed and the truck driver was completely lost.

All traces, so you don’t have to wait too long for your body to recover before you can start working on your new job.”

Crawford did not say the specific content of the new job, but it goes without saying that Joelson's job is very simple, that is, to establish contact with the truck drivers and make sure that the truck drivers can provide sufficient benefits, then real cooperation will begin.

.

Joelson couldn't help but said: "Sir, give me a bottom line. What is the minimum amount you can get every year?"

Crawford thought for a moment. He might not have thought about this issue before, so he hesitated for a moment.

Finally, Crawford said seriously: "Ten million, or at least three million dollars in income per year, the risk is so great, it cannot be too little."
Chapter completed!