Working as a police officer in Mexico
Chapter 822 - 446: Justice is also a Business!_2

Those people up top are questioning them...

In their eyes, what are the citizens? If you think they're just insects, then send them to Mexico. Here, they're people. They have emotions, love peace, and hope for a better life.

Broadcast it freely for everyone to see—the pressure of public opinion skyrockets instantly.

You Yanks love playing the public opinion game, don't you?

Well, I'm taking on the old masters.

It's giving the newly inaugurated Lazan Dun a splitting headache.

He is frantically calling, shouting incoherently, "No, no, no, you want me to take responsibility for this? F*** you, what are you saying! You expect me to be the first president to step down before officially taking office?"

"This is absurd! You think the United States can afford such humiliation?"

"We need someone to take the fall..."

Lazan Dun, furious, barks, "Then why me?!"

"Killing off Victor would solve the problem, wouldn't it? If he's dead, no one would care anymore."

On the other line is a representative of capital, who laughs upon hearing this: "Take him out? You might as well grab a gun and shoot yourself; the military won't act."

"Then use mercenaries. Recruit them, have them infiltrate through Southern Mexico and the eastern regions. Launch an unexpected strike, muddy the waters, then send in a team for the assassination. The military is stubborn, so you mean to tell me you have no options?"

Lazan Dun's rhetorical skills aren't bad—what else do you expect from someone with a law background? "He's like stubborn chewing gum; we have to get rid of him. If we escape this time, what about the next? And the time after that?"

"Using mercenaries lets us cause chaos, pulling Mexico into disorder as well."

Damn, it's a classic "you're going down with me" mindset. If I trip and fall, I'll smear crap all over you!

The other party paused for a moment before speaking: "I'll relay this matter upstairs. The specific tactics will be decided by them. William, we're friends... you'd best prepare yourself mentally, but I hope you leverage your connections."

With that said, the call ended.

Lazan Dun, beside himself with rage, tore the phone from the desk and threw it to the ground. The outwardly genteel man was now spewing profanities in fury.

The door suddenly opened. He spun around, ready to lash out, but froze as soon as he saw who had entered.

"Diane!"

He looked at his wife like a flustered child, his gaze darting nervously, unwilling to meet hers.

A typical liar—his entire life was built on one word: "Deceive."

Seeing him like that, Diane Rodham remained expressionless. "Get out."

The secretary trailing behind her hurried to leave and even shut the door on the way out.

With just the two of them left in the room, Lazan Dun squirmed uncomfortably in the charged atmosphere. He hated situations like this but dared not raise his voice at his wife. To be honest, without her, he'd have been in prison long ago.

"Listen, someone's trying to destroy me. If you can't withstand this, I... I... we could get a divorce..."

Diane Rodham raised her hand to stop him mid-sentence.

"No, I will not divorce you. I will help you keep that position."

Lazan Dun paused, then grew ecstatic, grabbing her hand. "Diane, you're so good to me! I swear... I'll change in the future."

"I just need you to do one thing."

"Name it."

"At any public event, say I'm your only wife and that we're deeply in love."

"No problem."

Diane Rodham withdrew her hand, nodded, and took out a contract from her briefcase, presenting it to him. "Then sign this."

"Sign... sign?"

Lazan Dun glanced at the contract. His eyes twitched—it stated that Diane Rodham would be officially recognized as his primary legal heir, among other clauses...

"This... isn't necessary, is it?" He chuckled awkwardly. But facing Diane Rodham's gaze, he quickly signed it anyway. He couldn't afford to lose the presidency.

Once signed, Diane snatched the document, examined it briefly, tucked it back into her briefcase, and left. At the doorway, she stopped in her tracks. "Remember: we are a legally married couple."

Lazan Dun opened his mouth, only to slump his head in resignation. He wasn't an idiot; he had fully grasped her intent.

I don't care if you cheat, but I care that I'm the one and only First Lady!

I want my husband to be president.

I want to use your position to fulfill my political aspirations.

Diane Rodham was the quintessential strong female protagonist. Anyone who had read up on her would know her goal was crystal clear. Did she fall for Lazan Dun?

No, she just saw his potential and believed she could make him president—nothing more.

A tale of an investor and her product.

Their daughter wasn't even Lazan Dun's... she didn't look the part.

Sitting in the president's chair, he finally calmed down. Yet a void settled in his heart. After hesitating briefly, he pressed a button on the phone. "Levinsky, come to my office."

Outside the White House, Diane Rodham exhaled deeply.

She got into a BMW, where Foster, her rumored lover, awaited her inside.

"Did it go smoothly?"

"Very smoothly. He's like an overgrown baby who needs his mommy now." Diane Rodham spoke without a hint of respect for her husband. Rubbing her temples, she sighed, "Once again, I have to clean up his mess. Can you help me?"

She looked at Foster expectantly as she spoke.

His expression remained calm...

Then he shook his head. "Sorry, Diane. You know I don't have the capability."

"It's fine." The woman forced a smile; she understood well enough.

Seeing the woman he loved in such a state, even Foster felt uneasy. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your efforts will be in vain. There's a wolf watching every move. The best strategy is to negotiate with the wolf."

"You mean approach the Mexicans?"

Diane Rodham frowned.

"I have to admit, when it comes to manipulating public sentiment, none of us can compare to Victor. His methods of stirring emotions are unparalleled."

"Can't we just punish him online?"

Foster looked at her, and Diane Rodham realized she'd just asked something stupid. Falling behind in one step meant lagging behind in many.

Trying to replicate what's already been done—how could you surpass Victor's influence?

For a flash of a moment, a figure popped into her mind—a fat man...

When she visited Mexico, his gaze had made her feel claimed.

"We don't have much time. If you have a plan, act fast."

"Understood." Diane Rodham said softly.

Unbeknownst to Casare, he was already being targeted. He was busy in his office, papers flying everywhere. On the wall was written: Compete with the United States for time.

"Invest another 2 million US dollars. Tell the PR department to release more videos today, then guide online trolls to attack—focus on government officials."

Finishing the signature, he handed the document to his secretary.

"Yes, sir. Also, here's news about a national crackdown..."

"After the Petras City incident, crackdowns expanded to several other states, discovering two small drug-trafficking submarines and large warehouses filled with narcotics near the whale sanctuary in El Biscaino, Southern Baja California."

"Nationwide, 16,711 unidentified bodies were found along with 77 tons of various narcotics. Several local officials were investigated, including seven mayors and one deputy governor."

"What about the military?" Casare urgently asked.

The secretary hesitated briefly. "Traces of drug purchases have been found within the local military."

"!!!"

"Send a memo from Defense Minister Kennedy to the troops requiring internal self-investigation. Any findings must be dealt with seriously and reported throughout the military!"

"Also, deploy the first batch of close aides to various regions. They should keep their eyes sharp and report even the smallest occurrences. If anyone wants a promotion, they'd better expose their superior's wrongdoing."

Sixty people were drawn from the military, colleges, and the Intelligence Bureau, all trained to know exactly where to investigate.

This Sword of Damocles was finally unleashed.

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