Chapter 1,460 Causes and Consequences

Just as the NATO military base in Barranquilla Port was engulfed in flames, it was noon on Coro Island on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, and the sea in the distance was as calm as ever.

After Starring Trading announced its armed intervention in the Colombian civil war, ten Guardian-class frigates and twelve newly installed guided-missile frigates docked at the seaport outside Crescent Island sailed a hundred nautical miles toward Guam to guard against the expansion of the war by the US military.

After discovering the movements of the Halo Navy, the destroyers and guided missile cruisers stationed at the Guam military base quickly set sail and left the port. They faced off against the warships of the Halo Navy at a distance of hundreds of nautical miles. Dozens of various types of missiles were launched. Anti-ship missiles have been aimed at the modified Guardian-class frigate.

The captains of these US warships know very well that they will not be able to withstand a ten-kilogram mass bomb, but they also believe that if they are hit by an anti-ship missile, the frigates of Starlink Trading will definitely not fare well!

For now, both sides have maintained the utmost sanity. All conflicts only stay within the territory of Colombia, and there are no signs of further expansion of the war.

Of course, Jiang Chen couldn't tell whether they could still maintain such reserve after Star Ring Trade attacked Barranquilla Port.

At this moment, the study room of the villa.

Ayesha stood in front of Jiang Chen's desk. In front of her, two photos and a document bag lay quietly on the desk.

After glancing at these two photos, Jiang Chen asked.

"Who are these two people?"

"Eugene Eric and Kayin Jay visited Mike Pence's home just twelve hours before the missing flight and stayed for more than an hour," Ayesha Hui reported.

"What do they do?" Jiang Chen asked.

"The former is an employee of Cassidy Public Relations Company, a former Republican senator, and a well-known political broker on K Street. The latter's real name is Lester Cairns, a former FBI agent who died in a car accident in Georgia in 2007. "

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Good guy, even the dead have come out disguised as corpses.

Jiang Chen tapped his index finger on the armrest of the seat and then spoke.

"Can you find these two people?"

"The former has been found." Ayesha placed another photo on the desk and gently pushed it in front of Jiang Chen. "After contacting Pence, Eric immediately took a plane to London, England. It was Guinevere who was responsible for tracking his whereabouts, but when she followed the clues and found Eric, he was already a corpse in a motel on the outskirts of Nottingham."

Guinevere is the code name of Monica Geller, one of the early members of the Ghost Agents. After Rothschild broke with the Star Circle Trade, she was sent to Europe by Jiang Chen to direct the Ghost Agents in Europe. Ministry’s intelligence activities.

Since the other party killed Eric before Monica did, it was obvious that he was no ordinary person. Reminiscent of Kain Jie's special identity and the unsolved case decades ago, Jiang Chen lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and continued.

"Could it be that the FBI and Wall Street people teamed up to tamper with Air Force One?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out," Ayesha nodded. "Bernice is tracking the whereabouts of Kain Jie. If nothing else happens, he should still be in North America. If he is not silenced, he is probably controlled by the FBI. Woke up."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the study.

Ayesha stopped talking and said no more.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment and then said.

"come in."

With Jiang Chen's permission, Natasha opened the door and walked in.

Seeing that Natasha hadn't changed out of her work clothes yet, Jiang Chen asked in surprise.

"Get off work so early today?"

"I guessed that you might need my help, so I came back from get off work early." Natasha walked into the study, glanced at the photos on the table, and said with a smile, "...Eugene... Are these two guys Eric and Kain Jie involved?”

Hearing Natasha say this,

Jiang Chen stopped talking nonsense, raised his eyebrows, and asked directly.

"The KGB asked you to deliver a message?"

"Yes, the Russian Federal Security Service attaches great importance to this 'accident' and dispatched a KGB team for this purpose. It is said that Putin personally ordered this mission," Natasha said comfortably as she sat down on the sofa in the study. He raised his slender legs, looked at Jiang Chen and smiled slightly, "My former boss called the embassy, ​​so I came back from get off work early."

"What did you find?" Jiang Chen asked.

"First point," Natasha shook her index finger, "Before visiting North America, Boeing conducted regular maintenance on Air Force One. This maintenance was completed under the joint supervision of the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security. According to our investigation, the engineer who overhauled the engine of Air Force One was named Saroyan Percy, a Florida native, who died of drunk driving fifteen days ago."

"The second doubtful point," Natasha paused, shook two fingers, and then said, "FBI Director John Cornyn, the former chairman of the Republican Senate Committee, has a close relationship with the Morgan Group."

"Did the FBI do it?" Jiang Chen's eyes sharpened.

"It's not just the FBI," Natasha said. "The Department of Homeland Security is also involved, as well as Boeing, which is responsible for regular maintenance of Air Force One, some Pentagon employees, and a senior military officer at the commander level. Speaking of which, you should not Don’t you know who the major shareholder is behind Boeing and whose interests he represents?”

That makes sense.

Air Force One was not shot down by a missile or anything else, but by an insider who tampered with the plane itself. Air Force One must have sent a distress signal when it suffered a plane crash, but this signal was apparently concealed by the murderer's accomplices.

As for exactly where and what manipulations were done, we still have to see what the black box says.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's expression couldn't help but bring out a bit of amusement.

If he finds the black box first, things will be interesting.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Natasha changed her long legs and looked at Jiang Chen with a smile. "Trump's whereabouts are unknown, and he is most likely dead. NATO obviously does not plan to be in Colombia. For Morgan and Rockefeller, Mike Pence is an opportunity to move the political landscape of the United States to the right."

"I'm not going to give up," Jiang Chen smiled, spread his hands and said, "Isn't this great? Just in time, I will take this opportunity to get rid of them once and for all. As for Mr. Trump, is he alive? In fact, it doesn’t matter anymore, all we need is a black box and a legal excuse.”

"Are you planning to attack the United States?" Yan Hong's lips parted slightly. Natasha looked at Jiang Chen in shock, her crossed right leg involuntarily lowered from her left knee, and murmured to herself, "You must be crazy."

"Eh? Did I say that?"

However, after a moment of pause, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.

"You are like a roundworm in my belly."