Chapter 882

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Due to Hillary Clinton's refugee policy, the west coast, which is far away from the political center, played an embarrassing role. Tens of thousands of refugees did not bring any substantial benefits to California, but seriously deteriorated the security situation.

The only benefit is to ease the employment rate.

Yes, the employment rate went up instead. Because among these refugees, there are only a minority of hardworking and capable people, and most of them are lazy. Even though mainstream society in the United States is still politically correct and sympathetic to these people, the "victims" on the West Coast do not buy it.

Although Hillary lost California votes, the loss was nothing compared to the support she gained. After all, California is more inclined to Plant, and her votes are concentrated on the East Coast.

Of course, just getting a green card does not mean getting the right to vote. Only when you get the status of a U.S. citizen can you cast a "sacred" vote for the president you trust in the general election. But never mind, the Hillary administration is addressing this.

Just make refugees citizens by the next election...

If there is anyone who is dissatisfied with Hillary's policies, it is undoubtedly the Jewish community in the United States.

The grievances between the two sides have a long history, not entirely in religion, this hatred has long been integrated into the blood of both sides. The same room fought and split, and the defeat in BC was expelled. This wandering lasted for more than two thousand years. It was not until the French Revolution that the situation of the Jews in Europe improved, and it was not until more than three decades after World War II that they returned to their spiritual homeland.

It is actually not difficult to understand the hatred between the two, as long as it is enough to think of Hua Guo and Japan, and then magnify it ten times.

Not all Jews are members of Freemasonry, but both Freemasons and Jews are definitely staunch opponents of Hillary's refugee policy.

The terrorist attack on October 25 among the refugee protesters on Venice Avenue in Los Angeles was not accidental, but an attack planned by white xenophobic forces in the United States. A Hispanic youth born in Utah placed a 10-pound bomb and 200 steel balls wrapped in plastic bags in a street trash can.

As the demonstrators passed by, he pressed the button on his mobile phone.

It is conceivable what kind of damage such a bomb will cause in a crowd.

"This is a disaster, woo woo woo, we are just expressing our protest demands, those racist. Discriminators would do this! Such! Despicable!" In an interview with a CBS reporter, a The woman from Libya said in tears.

The phone is on the roof,

Lawrence leaned against the car door, biting a hamburger while looking coldly at the phone screen.

To be honest, although as a senior official of the FBI, his political stance should be as close as possible to the White House, but he has no sympathy for these people from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, a business car stopped beside him, and a man in a suit and tie got out of the car, holding a black briefcase in his hand, and walked towards him quickly.

Lawrence stuffed the last bit of hamburger into his mouth, swallowed it together with the Coke, turned off his phone, looked at his colleague, and said with a pleasant face.

"Mr. William, what brings you here?"

Michael William, Chief of the Los Angeles Police Department. Although the establishment is completely different, because of work needs, this Mr. Sheriff often has contact with people in the FBI and CIA systems.

Like most Americans, this Mr. William did not beat around the bush, but straight to the point.

"There was a little trouble in the case the day before yesterday. We thought it was a lone wolf attack, but the evidence we collected later overturned our previous guess. Lawrence, we need your help."

Lawrence glanced at the embassy nearby.

"Unfortunately, I'm working for the White House right now."

"Oh God, what is more important than the safety of Americans!" Michael said earnestly. society."

Hearing this, Lawrence almost laughed out loud.

opposition? Does this still need provocation? Prevent? Do you have to kneel down and beg them to come in to be called welcome? Even neurasthenic negroes may be more diligent and capable than them.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to bring his personal emotions to work.

After pondering for a moment, Lawrence spoke.

"It's better for you to contact the FBI's Los Angeles branch, I have other tasks now—"

Michael raised his hand to stop him, took out a document from his briefcase, and handed it to him.

Looking at the document in his hand, Lawrence frowned slightly.

The Los Angeles FBI branch is short-staffed, and it is common practice to transfer people from Washington to other places to assist in such a big case as a terrorist attack. If it involves overseas, people from the CIA will generally be sent. If it only involves the territory, the main sender is the FBI.

At the same time, someone proposed to increase Jiang Chen's security. After all, the safety of this important official is related to the friendship between the two countries.

To this end, the CIA proposed a compromise solution.

The CIA and FBI are jointly responsible for Jiang Chen's security, and half of the replaced FBI agents are devoting all their energies to the recent terrorist attacks. A week later, the SVIEF will also be planned mainly by the Los Angeles Police and the CIA.

There is nothing wrong with this document itself, it is just a small adjustment to Jiang Chen's security plan.

However, for some reason, he faintly realized something unusual.

After sitting in this position for so long, he is not the kind of idiot who has no sense of politics.

"I need to make a call to the White House," Lawrence said.

"As soon as possible." Michael said seriously.

...

After returning to the end of the world, Jiang Chen went straight to Lin Ling's laboratory and handed the memory card on the tactical helmet to her.

"I want to know, what is this?" Jiang Chen asked suspiciously, pointing at the giant radar after calling out the photos taken at noon.

Lin Ling just glanced at the picture, and a stream of data quickly flashed through the electronic eyes, matching this thing with something that had appeared in "history", pouted, and said with a lack of interest .

"It's just a large-aperture radio telescope."

"Telescope?" Jiang Chen was obviously taken aback.

Where does this Nima look like a telescope? Isn't the whole thing just a radar?

"Don't you think that a telescope is only called a telescope if you have a mirror?" Lin Ling glanced at Jiang Chen.

"Uh, I really think so." Jiang Chen held his forehead, paused for a moment, and then asked, "What exactly is this thing for?"

"It is mainly used to detect electromagnetic waves in the universe. Although it is just a bowl, there are countless radar arrays in it. Any weak electromagnetic waves can be captured by it, and then screened and screened. It can be regarded as an early extraterrestrial civilization. Detector." Lin Ling commented on the image.

Extraterrestrial Civilization Detector?

Jiang Chen's expression was a little weird.

In this way, Area 51 really has something to do with the so-called aliens. However, judging from Lin Ling's disapproving attitude, this primitive "telescope" obviously failed to capture the records of extraterrestrial civilizations...at least in this timeline. (To be continued.)

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