Like other small cities in America, the population here is only a few hundred thousand, but it is favored by many large companies.
A Latin American man was driving a pickup truck, and there were some small cages in the truck. Inside were a group of big rats, chirping and eating dog biscuits.
His name is Hook, and he immigrated to America from Mexico six months ago. On the surface, he is a small businessman engaged in import and export trade. He mainly purchases some medical supplies from America and exports them to southern Mexico.
Since America's management of the export of drugs and medical supplies is very loose, Hook's business was only a few hundred thousand dollars in size and was very inconspicuous, so it naturally went unnoticed.
It has been more than half a year since he moved to a suburb near this city, and even opened a pet supplies store in the city.
The mouse in the pickup truck is actually Hook's pet. The employees and neighbors in the store all know that Hook likes to raise rats.
It's just that they don't know that Hook likes to raise rats, not because he really likes them, but to deceive others.
He drove his pickup truck to a hillside not far from the city and began to set up a tent and prepare for barbecue and camping.
The hillside has a wide view, and the cold winds in autumn and winter did not seem to affect Hook's interest. He sat by the fire to warm himself while holding a telescope.
In the lens, a group of buildings appeared in his eyes.
That is the headquarters of ADM, one of the four major grain merchants in ABCD.
At this time, Katherine Adams, who had just returned to the headquarters from Southeast Asia, was reporting the situation to President Jayne Martin in the conference room of the headquarters building.
Catherine said confidently: "Mr. President, the food war plan against Luzon has begun. The Fernando family and the Lopez family will pay the price for their disobedience."
Jayne took a sip of black coffee: "Children always have a rebellious phase, so just give them a good beating. I heard that Fernando's Garfield is competing with the Marcus family's Aston, right?"
The secretary on the side nodded: "Yes, Mr. President."
"Then what are you waiting for? We should let dear Mr. Aston serve us instead of the self-righteous Mr. Garfield." Jayne's eyes were filled with cold malice.
Catherine suggested: "Malaysia's Guo and Sing Tao's Temasek Investment may be able to help a little. After all, they have a lot of influence in Southeast Asia."
Jayne glanced at Catherine and then laughed: "Ms. Catherine has gained a lot from this trip, right?"
"I'm just doing things for the company. After all, it's better to have one more friend than one more enemy." Catherine replied with a smile.
Jayne wasn't angry about this. As long as it didn't affect the company's interests, he didn't really care if Catherine made small moves during the secret conversation.
Just in this happy atmosphere.
In the mezzanine of the conference room ceiling, a miniature signal receiver suddenly lit up with a red light.
Hundreds of kilograms of TNT were detonated instantly under the stimulation of the circuit device.
Boom boom boom...
Jayne, Catherine and others were chatting and laughing one second, and the next second they were blown to pieces. The three floors above and below the conference room were destroyed.
Other areas of the ADM headquarters also instantly felt the shock wave and roar of the explosion.
"Oh buy it!"
"Ahh..."
"Call 911 quickly..."
Some people in the surrounding areas suddenly screamed and saw the ADM building burst into flames after the explosion.
at the same time.
On a hillside two kilometers away from ADM headquarters.
Hook put down the telescope, pressed a special button on his hand, and continued the barbecue.
In a tree near the ADM headquarters, a big black mouse chewed through a white line, then quickly jumped out of the tree hole and ran towards the distant mountain forest.
A ticking mechanical alarm clock began to sound inside the tree hole. About 60 seconds later, a bottle of special thermite inside the tree hole was ignited, and the flames quickly swallowed up all the electronic equipment in the tree hole.
In a pickup truck.
Hook took a sip of hot coffee, and then fed a handful of dog biscuits to the dozen or so big black rats in the carriage cage. Suddenly, a rat jumped out of the bushes not far away and ran to his feet.
side.
"My little baby, welcome home."
Gently put the mouse into the cage, grab a large handful of beef jerky and dog biscuits from the feed bucket, and put them on a special small plate.
The mouse happily gnawed the food.
Hook, however, remained calm and continued to admire the distant flames soaring into the sky.
In the thick smoke and the panicked crowds in the city, it seemed as if some demon was crawling out of the flames.
"This is the real business war." A strange smile appeared on his face, and he raised the hot coffee in his hand to drink.
…
More than a dozen fire trucks came speeding over.
Stimulated by ADM's banknotes, hundreds of firefighters braved the cold wind and fierce flames and worked hard to spray water jets to suppress the raging flames.
It was not until late evening that the fire was completely extinguished.
Under the setting sun's bloody sunshine.
Philip, the local head of the FBI, had a dark face. Looking at the ruins of the ADM headquarters building, he knew that he would definitely be raped.
People from the technical department had already worn explosion-proof suits and carefully entered the building, searching for all evidence.
The middle-aged white man next to Philip had a straight face, but there was a hint of joy deep in his eyes.
'Jayne, Catherine and others are definitely finished. My position may be able to take a further step forward. God is indeed on my side.' Ohm thought excitedly in his heart.
Philip patted his forehead and glanced at Ohm who was in a daze. He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked coldly:
"Mr. Ohm, can I ask a few questions?"
Ohm, who was in a daze, suddenly became excited. When he saw Philip beside him, he realized:
"Uh... As long as it doesn't involve company secrets, I can answer some things I know."
"OK." Philip pressed his recorder, and then asked: "Is there anything unusual in ADM Company recently? I mean there are any enemies."
"In this regard..." Ohm didn't know how to answer. It can't be said that there are many forces in the world who are eager for ADM to explode on the spot.
After all, if you want to develop your company into such a world-class grain merchant, you will definitely offend a lot of vested interests in the process.
"Okay! I understand." Philip also knew that he had asked a stupid question and changed the subject directly:
"Then the next question is, what are the areas of the five floors that were bombed?"
Ohm thought for a while and replied: "The global contact center is on the fourth floor, the large conference room is on the fifth floor, the small conference room and archives are on the sixth floor, the president's office and library are on the seventh floor, and the president's lounge is on the eighth floor.
room."
Philip looked at the explosion area of the building and could roughly estimate that the center of the explosion was near the small conference room. It was obvious that the other party's target was ADM's executives.
Ohm hesitated on many questions, which made Philip very helpless. He knew that such a large company must have a lot of shady secrets, but this also brought many difficulties to the investigation work.
The bombing of the ADM headquarters suddenly made the four major grain merchants feel uneasy and disrupted many of their plans.
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