Working as a police officer in Mexico
Chapter 1082 - 546: 'What to Use for Mountain Warfare' - Use Good Morning!_3

He looked like he was thinking for the sake of Mexico.

The principal on the other side was so angry his mouth was crooked.

What a set of fallacies!

Put down nuclear weapons and surrender?

And then kneel?

"You're fired!" The principal was too lazy to say more and shouted directly.

Derek Porzingis shivered, "Principal, I signed a contract, this is illegal dismissal!"

"You can discuss it with the comrades who come to find you."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Knock, knock, knock

There was a knock on the door outside.

Derek Porzingis, recalling what the principal had just said, turned pale. Hearing the urgent knocking, his eyes were a bit dazed.

He finally stood up, trembling, and walked to the door. Looking out through the peephole, he saw the security guard of the school's dormitory and two policemen standing there.

He swallowed, glanced towards the window, but then retracted.

This was the 7th floor...

Jumping down wouldn't be good.

He could only open the door with trembling hands.

"Mr. Derek, why did you open the door so slowly? I thought you weren't here." The bodyguard mumbled, "These two policemen are looking for you."

"Mexico Department of Homeland Security, please come with us."

The security guard was stunned, his eyes widened suddenly, mouth agape, as he watched the two policemen take him away, with Derek Porzingis bowing his head.

He suddenly became energized, ran to the familiar teacher's dormitory next door, and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Derek was arrested for treason!"

???

He wasn't even in the car yet, and this charge was already here.

Once inside, the police asked Derek Porzingis whatever, he answered whatever.

Very cooperative.

The next day, first thing at work.

Casare was making coffee in the office when police chief Robert Bill's call came in.

"After finding out, he got a Spanish girlfriend. While traveling in Madrid, his so-called girlfriend's brother found him some extra work. Just by occasionally using his national university professor's identity to post some guiding opinions online, he could earn money."

Casare sneered twice at this, "Intellectual groups are the best stronghold for external forces to buy off!"

This statement felt broad, but upon closer consideration, those who can speak at higher levels are this kind of people, ordinary people don't even know which direction to open your door.

You think Mexico doesn't have academic factions?

It's just too naive...

If Victor hadn't dug up Soviets with points and money, this group of people could have paralyzed the school.

The Soviet faction, the local faction, the loyalty faction, the three factions are independent. Those academic factions saw that even without Victor, they could do it, suddenly panicked, and could only return with a thick skin.

Intellectuals have integrity, and they don't have integrity.

"What about his girlfriend?"

"She ran fast, didn't return in Madrid."

"Used as a self-destruct truck again, a one-time product." Casare's description was quite apt.

Beauty trap plus some money, oh, suddenly it falls.

"I will call Minister of Education Anatoly Lunacharsky, ask him to strictly control teachers and students in higher education. Teachers should be like teachers, and students should have their due role, don't stupidly get brainwashed and still call it being a passionate youth."

"The Supreme Leader has entrusted the responsibility of domestic public opinion to us, we have to bear it, the smoke of war is everywhere."

Police chief Robert Bill was silent for a moment, "I understand."

After Casare instructed a few more words, he hung up the phone, shook his head, muttering to himself, "Bastard."

Unsure who he was cursing.

He carried his coffee to the window, looking into the distance.

"Peh, peh, peh, why does it smell like dog hair."

...

Chiapas State, center of the capital, Tusla-Gutierrez.

At first glance...

It's really poor, you couldn't even tell it looks like a capital. There are even tile-roofed houses by the roadside!

They look on the verge of collapsing.

Cracks can be seen everywhere on the ground, and only after entering the urban area do the roads get slightly better, looking like they were newly repaired.

On both sides of the road, you can see a lot of elderly people selling vegetables here, and on the streets and alleys, you can see armed policemen patrolling.

Thud-thud-thud—

Four or five military Hummers with signs were driving on the road, the bumps were palpable.

Special envoy, Army Chief Siegmut List looked out through the window, "This place is truly barren."

"The per capita annual income is less than 3000 Riyals, which is already relatively good. During the old drug trafficker era, it was only about 1920. After we unified, the land here was used to plant corn, sugarcane, cocoa, and tequila, all bought by the state to ensure the farmers' basic rights." Xiafei, who had clearly done his homework before coming, said a lot on the side.

Prompting Siegmut List to turn his head and glance at him, "What do you think Mr. Supreme Leader would say if he came here, what would be his first words?"

Xiafei frowned and was quiet for a moment, "The governor is useless!"

Siegmut List immediately laughed, "Isn't that right, the country allocated a lot of funds for road construction, right? I remember Chiapas State initially got 16 million Riyals, roughly close to 6 million US dollars, and they can't even fix a main road leading to the city gate?"

Xiafei furrowed his brow, "You mean... they're embezzling?"

"That's something I dare not say, but incompetence is incompetence."

Inland states, after pouring money, have already been revitalized, especially the Mexico City metropolitan area, which has a permanent population of over 27 million, and a circulating population definitely over 30 million.

Coupled with stable security, rapid economic growth, skyscrapers one after another, every day is different, young ladies... that's not important.

Compared to that, the capital of Chiapas State is really a mess.