MTLNOVEL Chapter 740 Outburst
The few people in the meeting room finalized all the details, and when Dorian knocked on the door of the meeting room, Joe Ga decisively stood up and left the place...
Eric woke up!
Joe Ga and Thompson changed into sterile suits outside the intensive care unit, then entered under the guidance of a nurse.
The first time Joe Ga saw Eric, the only thing he felt was that the guy was in a miserable state with tubes all over him.
The nurse whispered...
"Mr. Bent just woke up, his body is very weak, please don't stay too long..."
Joe Ga smiled gratefully to the nurse, walked over to Eric's side, squeezed his arm, and seeing him look towards him, said, "Don't worry, we won't stand idly by while our own people are hurt!"
Eric struggled to lift his left hand, pulled down the oxygen mask from his mouth, and rasped, "Boss, I'm sorry, I underestimated Rashiri's cruelty.
I leaked a lot of secrets about the Raritan Family to Donald's team, and they are now trying to integrate the information to package the scandal.
The editor-in-chief of The New York Times, Malik Tyler, found an informant based on the intelligence and got a lot of major news.
Protect him, he might be the next target."
Joe Ga frowned and glanced at Thompson beside him...
Thompson understood and went out to give instructions, then returned to the bedside.
Joe Ga patted Eric's arm and said, "Don't think about other people's affairs, think about yourself, how did you get poisoned?
Thompson is gathering intelligence, but there were many people who passed by you the night before yesterday, and most crucially, the surveillance video from the hotel bar went missing. Do you have any particular impressions?"
Eric closed his eyes tiredly and thought for a while before saying, "NO, I don't have any impression.
I just went to the hotel bar out of habit for a drink, then felt a bit unwell, and went back to my room. You should know what happened after that..."
Joe Ga could feel that Eric's mind was not particularly clear at the moment. He took out a mobile phone and put it under his pillow, saying, "If you remember anything, notify me immediately.
I must make those sons of bitches pay, I don't know if this will make you recover faster, but this is how we do things!"
Eric, touched, nodded and said, "Thank you, boss!
The doctor told me just now that I need a month to recover, but I think I can get out of here sooner.
I'm sorry for interrupting your vacation..."
Joe Ga waved it off indifferently and said, "It's okay, what's a vacation compared to the thrill of the fight?
Rest up well, and work after you recover...
To be honest, I fucking don't want to deal with Talkative Donald at all. Some things need your handling or I'm worried I won't be able to stop myself from slapping him..."
When Eric heard Joe Ga affirm his work and emphasize his importance, he relaxed and took a breath, then with some difficulty opening his eyes, said, "Boss, any requests, just let Monica contact Bannon, that guy is one of ours.
A Jew is engaged to Donald's daughter, he is fighting for Donald's attention.
We must support Bannon, or we'll lose our influence over Donald..."
Joe Ga looked at Eric as he was entering a semi-comatose state. He waited until the guy was completely asleep then turned his head to Thompson and said, "Focus on the hotel bar, it doesn't matter if the surveillance is broken, I want to know how it was broken, who broke it..."
Thompson pulled Joe Ga, gesturing for him to walk outside.
While changing clothes, Thompson said, "Boss, leave this matter to me to investigate.
There are a few suspicious people outside now, since you've already got the authorization, it's time to act..."
Joe Ga looked at Thompson admiringly; this guy had a high IQ, the most important thing was his emotional stability, and his observational skills were exceptional.
Eric surviving was bad news for the Rashiri side, so it wouldn't be surprising if someone was watching outside the hospital.
Giving a thumbs up to Thompson, Joe Ga said with a vicious smile, "Then let's go greet our 'guests'.
I should really set up a 'Guantanamo Bay Prison' at the farm, because there will be a lot of people locked up..."
Thompson felt the brutal aura emanating from Joe Ga, nodded slightly, and said, "Then let's do it, as long as it's not too excessive, the Department of Homeland Security will cover the bill."
Speaking, Thompson looked at Joe Ga's satisfied expression and with a smile, said, "Bayar was once my student, I'll deal with him.
From now on, you don't have to heed his requests!"
Joe Ga was momentarily stunned, then burst into great laughter shaking his head, "Is the world really that small, or do outstanding people always cluster together?
I actually quite like the guy, he's very sharp..."
Thompson watched his boss, who had a habit of poaching talent and said with a laugh, "I could try and ask. P.B.'s intelligence department is understaffed; if Bayar is willing to jump ship, he would be a great addition.
Your judgment is good, boss, Bayar's intuition is very sharp, it's just a shame his personality isn't that great.
People like that lose half their effectiveness without direct power!"
Joe Ga waved his hand and said, "Just give it a try anyway. There's nothing in P·B that can't be shown to others. Show some sincerity...
I can feel that guy really wants some excitement, so let's show him how thrilling P·B's work can be."
After finishing his words, Joe Ga threw the sterile suit he was holding into a bin and walked out with big strides, signaling 'Jackal' to go downstairs, ready to move the battle to New Jersey...
After watching his boss leave, Thompson suddenly turned his head to look at a storeroom opposite the intensive care unit and said with a smile, "Do you know why our boss is successful?"
Continuing, Thompson looked at Bayar, who walked out of the storeroom, and said with a smile, "Because when he meets talented people, his first thought is to cooperate, rather than to stay wary or to destroy them."
Bayar raised the intelligence report in his hand with an expressionless face and shook his head, "There's something wrong with this Tubruq intelligence because it looks like a chain of evidence deduced retrospectively after getting the answers.
Since I've found a problem, I want to verify it..."
Thompson shook his head with a smile and said, "Bayar, do you know why you're still just a senior agent?
If you knew that Tubruq's P·B headquarters gathered people from the CIA, military intelligence, and French intelligence, would you still have such doubts?"
As he spoke, Thompson watched the pupils of Bayar's eyes slightly contract, and he shook his head with a laugh, "Your intuition isn't wrong; it is indeed a deduction made after obtaining the answers.
But if you had seen that 'answer,' you would know this is a result of multi-agency cooperation.
We didn't have the answers at the beginning; what we had was a timeline.
We spent a lot of time combing through all the cargo ships that passed through Tubruq on this timeline, slowly eliminating the parts without issues, and finally got the correct answer.
Then, through the 'answers,' we found the relevant personnel, which formed the intelligence report in your hands.
Bayar, since America discovered that a dirty bomb had entered the country, you have been out of sync with your allies.
What Earl Lavey said is right, many people do wish bad luck upon America.
But for now, my boss is not among them!"
Bayar was stunned for a moment and said, "For now?"
Thompson nodded indifferently and admitted, "For now!
You should understand the nature of those politicians...
Our boss once really wanted to cooperate with Rashiri, but unfortunately, she never gave him so much as a glance and even tried to set him up multiple times.
When my boss encounters unscrupulous tactics, he will retaliate in the most ruthless manner.
Rashiri was just the beginning, I bet there will be more people in the future!
You can't expect a person who has been betrayed to always have good intentions towards America!"
Bayar looked at Thompson with clear eyes and said, "Is this the 'sincerity' that Hu Lang mentioned just now?"
Thompson waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "This is just the beginning. You'll see that P·B doesn't actually have any secrets.
It's good to maintain skepticism, but don't let your 'doubts' become a problem for others.
If you want to know something, just ask directly. I will give you an answer, and even evidence!
Don't disturb my boss's work, and if you have any objections, raise them after his work is complete…"
Saying this, Thompson reached out his hand toward Bayar and said with a smile, "Do we have a deal?"
Bayar looked at Thompson's sincere expression, hesitated for a moment, and then shook hands with Thompson, "I'll be watching with interest…"
Thompson shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't just watch, you need to show some sincerity to my boss. For instance, get us a set of valuable servers and those high-end peripherals; I have always wanted a set."
While Thompson was dispelling Bayar's suspicions on behalf of his boss, Joe Ga had already arrived at the hospital entrance.
A few FBI agents who hadn't dared to come upstairs saw Joe Ga leading people out, and they didn't dare to block the way. They only went up to meet their chief, Lesler, when he came down.
Joe Ga stopped by his car, leaning against the door and lighting a cigarette, then chatting with Dorian and others hanging around him...
Meanwhile, as all attention was drawn to Joe Ga and his group, members of the Jazz Squad, taking cover behind the vehicles, made their way to a small van at the edge of the parking lot, accompanied by five robust Russians from a branch office...
Fully armed 'Crow' took off his helmet and listened against the van for a while, then made a hand signal to his companions, and six men split to left and right moved towards the van's driver's cabin...
Halfway there, 'Crow' saw through the rearview mirror that the person inside the driver's cabin was very nervous. The old man was holding the handguard of his rifle with his left hand, and as he approached the driver's seat, he threw a Flashbang Grenade through the window with his right hand...
With a loud "bang," car alarms started blaring throughout the parking lot...
Danny Logan, sticking to boss Qiao like glue, instinctively drew his gun and looked in that direction when he heard the explosion, only to see a scene that made him break out in a cold sweat...
Six fully armed men dragged two others out of a car, and then began a brutal beating...
That wasn't the end of it; a group of Russian toughs opened the back door of the van amid the breakout of the fight and charged in swinging two-foot-long iron bars.
After the van shook violently for a while, several men were dragged out like dead dogs.
Danny Logan, holding his head, called out to boss Qiao, "Can't you make it stop..."