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"Where's the killer?"
"He suddenly died of a severe illness last night at the Vienna Police Department, before doctors could save him."
A sudden severe illness?
Do you think I look like a fucking idiot?
You might as well say he died jerking off...
That's really the old CIA trick, at least this time they didn't say he was shot eight times."
Victor's gaze fell on him, and then he suddenly smiled, "Well thank you, I trust that the CIA definitely won't mess this up."
Both men knew what was going on, but... they were both hypocritically dealing with each other.
"A portion of the 2.5 billion US dollars in military aid has already been delivered, and the rest will be settled within the next couple of days."
"Much appreciated."
Asmir Ward glanced at his watch before taking his leave, and Victor personally saw him out, even opening the car door for him.
