Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 523 Planning a strategy
After meeting the dwarf, Song Heping went to meet Barlotte.

Like the dwarf, Barlotte was also ferocious and wanted to tear Song Heping apart.

But ten minutes later, his attitude became stable again, just like the dwarf's before.

The meeting ended quickly. When they were leaving, Garnard personally sent them to the prison gate. After they got in the car, Song Heping immediately took out a pen and paper and started drawing on it.

Ferrari was curious: "What are you doing?"

"Draw a picture." Song Heping stared at the paper intently, his pen moving as it slowly left a structural diagram on it.

"The prison's structural diagram?" Ferrari finally saw the clue.

Song Heping circled two places on the image and handed it to Ferrari. "Scan this immediately and send it to Henry. Have him find us the architectural diagrams of this prison in Mexico. I need detailed diagrams, especially of structures like the underground sewers. They must be accurate and detailed. There must be no mistakes."

"You're not going to jailbreak, are you?!"

Ferrari was smart and saw through Song Heping's intention at a glance.

This bold idea shocked Ferrari.

"Are you crazy?! This is Mexico! Do you really think the police here are idiots? This prison looks like it has at least six or seven hundred guards! I just walked around the perimeter, it's very fortified and there are sentries everywhere."

Song Heping said, "So I want the structural diagram of the sewer."

Ferrari said, "You're planning to dig a tunnel to save people, right?"

Song Heping said, "Why not?"

Ferrari was speechless.

Digging tunnels may seem like a great idea, but it is actually very difficult to implement.

Putting aside the precise architectural structure diagrams and underground passage maps, even if we obtained this information, it would be extremely difficult to dig a tunnel and secretly enter the prison.

This requires very high construction standards. The tunnel must be dug just underground of the cell and must not be discovered by the prison guards.

It's so hard!

"I think you're crazy!"

Song Heping said, "To get Barlotte's smuggling channel resources, we must have the help of the short man. There is no other way."

Ferrari said: "Now that Barlotti is in jail, his organization must be in chaos. At this time, as long as we find some key figures in his organization, we can use special measures to force them to submit."

"Smuggling channels are just resources. Even if we get them, it's useless. For example, if we know how many secret passages they have into the United States, or where their drug-trafficking submarines are docked, or the routes and times of their shipments, what's the use of all that? Barlot controls at least tens of thousands of smugglers. How many key members and executives do we need to capture? How long will it take to force them one by one? Even if they agree verbally when we catch them, they still have to handle the actual operations. If we let them go, can you guarantee they won't immediately defect?"

Song Heping shook his head and said, "I've thought about everything you said, and in the end I found there's only one solution."

"What's the solution?" Ferrari asked.

Song Heping's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Kill Barlotte."

"What?!" Ferrari almost screamed. "If you kill their boss, those cronies won't fight you to the death? Will they still work for you?"

"What if no one knows how he died? What if others think I'm helping him?" Song Heping said, "I've already thought about this. As long as Barrett dies, the entire organization will need a new person. At this time, I can push Barrett out and let him be the leader."

Ferrari was incredulous and asked, "Why would you be able to push Barrett to the top position?"

Song Heping said, "So I want to make a deal with Shorty. He's the one who supported Barrett's smuggling group. What if Shorty personally takes over this smuggling network and appoints Barrett as the boss?"

"Barrett used to be an undercover DEA agent. Can he be the boss?"

Ferrari's eyes widened.

"Why not?" Song Heping said, "Don't forget, he had plastic surgery. Do you think anyone can discover his true identity when he returns to Mexico this time?"

Song Heping patted Ferrari on the shoulder: "Believe me, everything is under my control. You just need to do as I say and let Henry find the information I need."

"Okay..." Ferrari knew that Song Heping never brags, and anything he dares to say must be feasible. Now he has no better way than to agree.

Collaboration with the CIA carries rich rewards, but also significant risks.

This is how making money works: the timid will starve to death, and the bold will die of gluttony.

Of course you can refuse to cooperate, but the problem is that there is no benefit in refusing to cooperate.

After returning from prison, Song Heping stayed in the villa he rented and did not go anywhere.

Every day, I either sit in my room staring at the laptop screen like a monk in meditation, or swim in the swimming pool in the villa yard. I live as comfortably as a tourist.

Ferrari stayed in Mexico for one day before flying to Europe.

He has a lot of things to deal with now, and establishing a money laundering channel that has nothing to do with the defense of the "Musician" is not a simple matter. Henry responded quickly.

He quickly found someone in Mexico's urban construction department through his connections in the intelligence agency, and bought the relevant prison drawings at a high price.

While Song Heping was planning everything, the CIA never took their eyes off him.

Three days later, Kelly received a piece of intelligence in her office, which contained an analysis and report on Song Heping's activities in the past few days.

After reading the report, the phone rang.

When she picked it up, she found it was Deputy Director Pence, asking her to go to his office.

Pence is Kelly's immediate superior and is in charge of CIA operations.

Kelly knew that the immunity agreement that Song Heping wanted must have been made.

The two met in Pence's office.

"Kelly, the exemption letter that Song Heping requested has been issued."

Pence pushed a document in front of Kelly.

Then he added: "We have tampered with it. This document is fake."

Kelly took the document in her hands and looked it over.

There are defects in the paper quality and printing, as well as the seal and Pence's signature.

Of course, no one can tell these flaws except from within them.

"It's very well done," Kelly said. "The technical department's workmanship is quite good."

Pence said: "Remember, this document is just a trick. Whenever you meet with him, do not leave any evidence. Do not let him record or secretly take photos. As long as he does not have any audio or video evidence, even if he produces this document in the future, we can prove that it is a fake."

Kelly was suddenly distracted while holding the documents and stood there in a daze.

"Kelly, what's wrong?"

Pence noticed something was wrong with Kelly.

Kelly said, "I'm always very careful when I meet with him. After all, we have the technology to prevent him from recording us. But... I'm surprised Song is so smart. Why would he rely on this written document to save his life? He shouldn't be that stupid."

Pence said: "Chinese people attach great importance to written documents. Perhaps this is his national inertia."

From the beginning to the end, Kelly felt that there was something fishy going on.

When Song Heping emphasized the exemption document, it seemed that he was asking for a life-saving talisman for himself, but in fact, this so-called "life-saving talisman" was of no use at all when something really happened.

"Maybe……"

She couldn't guess Song Heping's motives.

After she put away the documents, Pence asked, "Has that guy started taking action in Mexico recently?"

"I called him, and he said everything is ready. He's just waiting for this document from me to start implementing it immediately," Kelly said. "Our agents there have reported all of his whereabouts. He went to the prison to meet with Shorty and Barlotte, and he's been staying in his villa ever since. Besides sunbathing and swimming, he spends his days in his room in front of his laptop. The intelligence reports that he recently had his company's intelligence personnel buy a piece of intelligence on the black market at a high price. It contains architectural diagrams of Altiplano Prison and underground pipelines in nearby cities."

"Is he planning a prison break?" Pence's eyes narrowed slightly. "Is this kid colluding with the short guy?"

"I'm guessing they're going to break into the prison and rescue them," Kelly said. "I'm considering whether to intervene. After all, we finally captured Shorty and Barlotte. Although they're not in our hands yet, they're still under our control. If they escape, it's hard to predict what will happen."

Pence shook his head: "Can't interfere."

Kelly said, "Sir, maybe we're on the same page. I hesitated because I thought this Song kid was setting a trap for us."

Pence nodded. "Yes, this is an open conspiracy. What we want is to control Barlotte's smuggling and sales channels. What's the best and fastest way to do that? Of course, it's through Chapo, the biggest drug lord. Otherwise, unless he kills everyone in the Barlotte group and makes them surrender, it won't be possible. And if we really do that, not only will we have to pay the price of appointment, but it will also take a lot of time. If we stop him, it means we have given up the fastest way to control Mexico's drug smuggling and sales network..."

Kelly agreed with Pence: "Yes, my only concern now is that this guy is planning to escape from the most secure prison in Mexico under the banner of our CIA, right under the noses of the prison guards. If this plan fails, it will be very troublesome for us."

"No, no, no," Pence said, waving his hand. "He's from a private defense company, and he doesn't have any evidence pointing to us."

Then he picked up the exemption document.

"Even this is fake. If something really happens, we can completely distance ourselves from it."

Kelly thought it made sense and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right. I've ordered my subordinates to monitor all of his actions, including any future bank accounts where the profits from the drug trafficking network go. As long as we control the funds, we can keep him safe no matter where he goes in the world."

Pence praised: "Well done! For defense companies like them, money is life. Without funds, they will be reduced to their original state. The flow of funds must be under our surveillance. Using anti-terrorism privileges, we can put him on the surveillance list. In this way, his life is in our hands."

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