"Boss, Mr. Dix is here!" Josie was enjoying afternoon tea in the manor on Long Island, New York.
Because there are a lot of things happening in New York recently, such as the location of the United Nations and other special matters, he has always lived in New York.
In this regard, Margot actually wanted to bring her whole family to accompany him.
But now, because of the Leviathan incident, New York is not very peaceful, so Josie didn't let them come over. They just went home every now and then, which was only a few hours' flight anyway.
"Dix, sit down and eat some together." After hearing this, Josie greeted Dix.
"Thank you, boss, boss, this is what you asked for!" Dix sat down cheerfully, and then respectfully placed a box on the table.
Although Dix is already the number one gangster in the United States, even the mayor of New York City and the big bosses of the Senate would give him three cents of noodles.
But he still kept his position very upright, placing his position very low in front of Josie and never overstepping it.
Because he knows very well why he has reached where he is today.
"You did a good job, didn't you encounter any trouble?" Josie opened the box and took a look. There was a small blue metal ball lying quietly inside.
This is a stolen item from Howard Stark's collection that was recovered not long ago by the Strategic Science Corps.
"No, this strategic science corps has much looser defenses than I thought. Haha, I just bribed the pipeline company, and it was easy to send people to sneak in and get the things. I just paid it back to the intelligence department, that's it!"
Dix couldn't help laughing and said, "But thanks to the information Ms. Carter provided about some strategic science corps."
Naturally, he was joking. It was impossible for Peggy Carter to give him the internal information of the Strategic Science Corps.
But because of the cooperation between the two parties, in order to avoid interference from the Strategic Science Corps, is it not an exaggeration for you, Peggy Carter, to provide personnel information about the New York branch of the Strategic Science Corps?
As for the mafia, as long as they have basic personnel information, there are many things they can do.
It was easy to get what Josie wanted.
"That's good, you must clean up your hands. This thing is related to your long-term control of the American underworld." Qiao Xi weighed the ball and said with a smile.
"Oh? So powerful? But isn't this thing used to cut off the city's power supply? What good does it do to me?" Hearing Josie's words, Dix couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Because according to the information he received, this ball is a strategic weapon.
Although it has no actual lethality, it can cut off the power supply of the entire city.
That's right, this thing is a super electromagnetic pulse bomb.
It has to be said that Howard Stark is indeed a super awesome scientist, and he has basically created things that can be said to span the century.
"Haha, if it is a genuine thing, its function is indeed to block the city's power supply, but this thing is not the case!" Josie smiled slightly, and then pressed the button under Dix's nervous eyes.
Katz shouted, this thing did not explode, but opened directly from it, and along with a blast of cold air, a small test tube filled with bright red liquid popped out.
"This is... blood?" Dix said in surprise, but he still couldn't connect this tube of blood with his rule of the underworld.
"Yes, this is blood, but it's not ordinary blood, it's Captain America's blood!" Josie said, holding the test tube and looking at it carefully.
Vito, who was standing not far away, also cast his gaze over. After all, he was also a beneficiary/victim of the imitation super soldier potion, so he was naturally more concerned about matters related to this aspect.
"Yes, Captain America's blood is the only finished product of the super soldier. Although he does not want to be a research subject, he cannot change the fact that he is an asset of the US government, so he left a batch of blood samples before he disappeared.
, a total of 12 bottles, and Howard Stark, who made the first contribution, got one of them." Josh fiddled with the potion, put it back into the ball and said, "To be honest, it means that the American team died.
Otherwise, when the war is over, I guess he will become a large blood bottle. For the country's ruling class, compared to a hero, these bloods containing infinite possibilities are obviously more valuable, what do you think?"
Dix nodded. He was no longer the little gangster who only knew how to rob. He had learned a lot in his underworld career in the past few years.
"Thank you, Dix. With this, I believe that my research institute will soon be able to develop a truly perfect super soldier potion, and you will have a copy by then!" Josie put the things away and promised Dix.
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Of course, his so-called research institute is undoubtedly Mr. Yuri.
In the past, Yuri only relied on the inferior super soldier blood of Vito, and combined it with the orc technology from the Red Alert world to create a highly practical beast-like combat potion. Now, with genuine super soldier blood,
What kind of surprise will he bring to Josie?
Josie is looking forward to this very much.
"Thank you boss, I'm already looking forward to that day!" Dix nodded heavily in thanks.
Not many men can resist the temptation to become a super soldier.
And as Josie said before, if he becomes a super soldier, he will be able to better control the mafia in the future.
"By the way, how's Carter's investigation going lately?" Josie asked as she put the things away.
"She is quite wary of me, but judging from some details, it should be pretty good. Yesterday she said she was going to Europe on a business trip. I don't know where exactly she is going!" Dix shook his head.
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"Europe? That's it, I understand!" Qiao Xi was stunned when he heard this, and then the smile on his face became even bigger.
Basically, everything that should be obtained has been obtained, and it is time to close the net.
Two days later, a C69 military transport plane slowly landed at Newberg Military Airport in New York.
Carter and two other agents of the Strategic Science Corps came out of the plane, along with a bald middle-aged man wearing prison uniform.
This man's name is Ivchenko, a bear psychiatrist who was a prisoner that Carter and his gang rescued from a Leviathan prison in Poland.
Just about a week ago, Carter relied on the intelligence provided by Dix and successfully tracked down another Leviathan agent, Demidov. Although he did not capture him alive, he found an automatic transmitter and was transmitting the message.
A message was received on board.
After Carter's decoding, this message pointed to the Leviathan base somewhere in Poland.
So the Strategic Science Corps thought that evidence of Howard Stark's treason might be found there.
As a middleman, Carter helped the Strategic Science Corps contact the Howling Commandos still stationed in Europe, and the two parties cooperated to infiltrate the base.
However, apart from a little girl killer and some furry bear guards, Ivchenko was the only one left in the base. For this reason, both the Strategic Science Corps and the Howling Commandos lost a member.
It's just that at this time, Carter didn't know what kind of role the Ivchenko he rescued was.
But it doesn't matter, as long as Josie knows.
As soon as Carter and his entourage were about to walk out of the airport, a large group of men in black gathered around them. The leader was none other than Josie, and beside him there was a middle-aged white man in a suit.
"Josie? Why are you here? And what are you..." Carter asked with a frown.
"I'm sorry Carter, but please allow me to introduce myself as the director of the CIA Management Office. This is the new director of CIA, Major General Fletcher!" Josie said hello and then introduced the people around him.
people.
"Wait, cia? What is that?" Carter looked confused.
This is not surprising, because during World War II, Roosevelt established the predecessor of the CIA, the Office of Strategic Services, whose abbreviation was oss.
However, with the end of World War II, Truman abolished this department.
But after canceling the OSS, Truman soon regretted it, because he found that without the OSS, he alone could not cope with the various messy intelligence sent from various departments and military intelligence agencies.
So there was the idea of establishing a new agency to coordinate and check this intelligence, so the new Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) was formed.
Josie had previously proposed on the board of directors to get rid of Hoover from the FBI and replace him with one of his own.
However, this proposal did not pass the council.
So Josie thought of CIA, which was in its duckweed stage, so she approached Truman, and through his connections in the Department of Defense, he pushed forward the establishment of CIA by a year and implemented it - the actual establishment of CIA was in 1947.
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Josie's idea was also assisted by two allies in the council, Huw Jones and Alfred Malik.
In the end, the first director of the newly established CIA fell on an acquaintance, Major General Fletcher, while Josie, as Truman's special consultant, became the manager of the CIA's four divisions - Management Division, Intelligence Division, Operations Division, and Science and Technology Division.
Director of the department.
The main responsibilities are responsible for cia's communications, logistics, security, finance, medical services, personnel, training and education, and data processing.
In other words, the management office is the main housekeeping department of CIA.
Although Major General Fletcher has average abilities, as a member of the organization, obedience is his greatest strength.
So in reality, Qiao Xi, the director of the management department, is the controller of the newly established cia.
During this period, what Qiao Xi was secretly busy with was actually matters related to the establishment of CIA.
The newly established CIA obviously needs a very suitable contribution to establish its status - and what could be more suitable than Leviathan?
So he could only silently say sorry to Carter, and then cut off this great contribution from the Strategic Science Corps.