Working as a police officer in Mexico

The drug traffickers who besieged the convoy were quickly defeated.

It's not covered by artillery fire yet.

It is in the city now, and it is not in the "interests" of Archduke Victor. After all, he is here to kill drug dealers. If civilians are hurt, those reporters will definitely write nonsense.

Do you want…

Kill the reporters too?

The cleanup in the TV station was also coming to an end. Seeing that the "support force" was dispersed, many drug dealers surrendered directly.

"Call number one!!" came a delighted voice from the intercom.

"What's up?"

"We got Zambada!"

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"Recruit" Giancarlos smiled shyly, but held his head high. The captain was also dumbfounded and kept patting his shoulders, "Boy, you are going to get rich!"

The police officers nearby also looked at him with envy.

Beside the Humvee behind him, many people were tied with ropes, squatting on the ground, with gauze tied around their bodies. Those who could squat meant they were still alive, and there were people lying next to them.

"The director is here!"

The police officers outside shouted and everyone dispersed. Victor and his group walked in. He glanced at the squatting drug dealer. Casare went up and grabbed a man in a suit by his hair and pulled him up.

"Boss, it's Zambada!"

The other party was obviously very frightened, "Don't kill me, I can surrender. I know where Guzman is, and I can help you catch him."

Victor completely took this sentence as a fart.

If every drug lord is easy to catch, then why would the Yankees offer so much reward?

"Who caught him?" Victor shouted.

The captain hurriedly pushed Giancarlos out, shouting, "Director, it's him."

Victor turned his head and looked at the other party's epaulettes. The trainee police officer was a new "trainee".

He thought it was some veteran EDM police officer.

When Giancarlos saw that Victor was obviously nervous, he quickly stood at attention and saluted, "Hello, Director."

"Not bad, very good!"

Victor patted his arm happily, "This is a great achievement. What do you want?"

"Director, I...can I divide the house first?" Giancarlos asked boldly.

Victor's "money-making tool man" Best believes that real estate is the most profitable.

Moreover, as long as Mexico's society is stable, housing prices will definitely rise, so Victor's "Hope" Group acquired several pieces of land in Ensenada City and Guadalupe Island at a very low price.

One of them is planned to be built into a "Police Home", where outstanding police officers will be assigned a house with 4 bedrooms, 2 living rooms and 2 bathrooms, approximately 170 square meters.

Of course, there is only the right to use it, not the exclusive right.

Both the Guadalupe Island Police Department and the Terrorist Terrorism Team (EDTV) can enjoy this treatment.

Although there is currently insufficient money, undecided employees, and insufficient machinery, when the news was announced, it still caused quite a stir among the police.

Many people want to get a house here.

This can be regarded as Victor's method of winning over.

You have to let others see the benefits of following you, otherwise why would they follow you?

After all, those who fight with faith are very few.

Victor was startled, then said with a smile, "Do you know how much reward this man has in the United States?"

Giancarlos shook his head, "I follow the director to work as a drug dealer, and the American reward has nothing to do with me."

This is quite useful.

The road is widened, you boy.

"Okay, I promise you, when the first period opens, you will choose first! And I'm not that stingy. One of your brothers can enter the Guadalupe Island Police Academy without taking the exam, and I will reward you with another 100,000 pesos!"

"When you go back, you can skip the internship and become a police officer!"

Giancarlos smiled so much that his face wrinkled up and shouted, "Thank you, Director!"

He may not know the name of the current president, but Victor's position in his heart is definitely high.

Of course Victor didn't want to support himself with troops.

That's just a bandit!

All he wants is "peace in Mexico". How to achieve peace is up to him.

"Brothers, don't be envious. After quelling the riots in Baja California, everyone can get rich. I won't be stingy if anyone gets credit." Victor raised his hands and shouted.

"Long live Director Victor! Kill all the drug dealers!"

This sound…

It spreads far.

High morale.

At this time, if there is a mutiny in the capital of Mexicali, these people can lift Victor to the position of governor, but it is not necessary.

He is a policeman!

Make sense.

Victor squeezed out from the police, and Casare quickly followed him, "Boss, what about Zambada?"

"Do you think Guzman and the others will save him?"

"I'm afraid it's difficult. Zambada is the third-ranked person in Sinaloa, no, the second-ranked person. Palma is dead, but Guzman may not treat him well, and would he rather want him dead? He's dead, Guzman Manco has all the power." After following Victor, Casare's horizons broadened.

Victor nodded, "Then we'll force him to rescue us!"

"In my telephone speech tomorrow, I will announce that Zambada has been captured by us and will be publicly shot in the Plaza Mexicali two days later!"

"Zambada has been in Sinaloa much longer than Guzman. He also has two brothers who serve as big leaders in Sinaloa. His connections there are very complicated. If Guzman doesn't save him, I'm afraid There’s going to be internal strife.”

When Guzman's son Ovidio was arrested in 2018, armed conflicts broke out in the city of Culiacan in northern Mexico. The boy was only one of the talkers in Sinaloa at the time.

This happened when the Mexican government wanted to extradite him to the United States.

What if the death penalty was broadcast live!

It's a slap in the face to the drug dealers.

For the sake of face or the boss, Sinaloa will definitely take a stand.

Is it like the "War on Top" in One Piece?

Casare swallowed, and he could already imagine in his mind that if Zambada was executed publicly, no matter drug dealers, even the people and even people in Mexico City would raise objections.

"Boss... With such a big movement, I'm afraid someone will say the opposite."

Victor paused for a moment, then walked into the TV station, "Then let them tell me that I am reasonable."

"Contact everyone in the Mexicali security department to come see me. I want to ask them why they are so useless and can't even deal with a drug dealer!"

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"What, Zambada was caught?!"

In a private house in Mexicali, Sinaloa leader Guzman frowned when he heard the news. Next to him, Alfredo, the fourth of the Beltran Leyva brothers, stood up and said, "Cousin, Isn't this a good thing? Now that Zambada is dead, you are the real talker."

Alfredo is in charge of Sinaloa's money laundering business, and his boss Arturo is the head of security.

As soon as "El Chapo" came to power, he promoted his cousins.

This in itself caused Zambada's dissatisfaction, and there was a lot of internal strife between the two sides. If it hadn't been for external pressure, they would have started it by now.

Guzman smoked a cigarette and frowned, "What if the people in Zambada insist on our rescue?"

"Don't forget, he has nearly a thousand people under his command."

These words made the four Beltran Leiva brothers look at each other.

"Why don't you bribe someone to kill Zambada! And then push it to those policemen?" The boss Arturo is more ruthless, and the first thing he thinks of is killing.

"Those foreign policemen are not easy to bribe," said Carlos, the third of the four brothers.

Guzman frowned and looked at each other with Arturo.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time.

A name came to mind instantly.

"Baja California High Marshal Commander: Jose Herrera Dutt!!"

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PS: Continue in the afternoon~