Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1482: 698: The Death Knell of Belize! (Part 2)

Capítulo 1482: Chapter 698: The Death Knell of Belize! (Part 2)

In many foreign news media reports…

Mexico is just like East University, both are not free.

Deputy Minister Eberstein listened, a look of pride appearing on his face. He pondered for a moment: 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

“Inspector Li is truly an expert, identifying the crux at a glance. Yes, past Mexico, especially Mexico City, was indeed as you remember it, if not worse. Changing all this relies on no ordinary measures.”

“Mr. Victor firmly believes that to combat rampant evil, extreme order and power are needed. He eradicated a large number of corrupt individuals within the system to ensure that orders are executed smoothly.”

Eberstein paused, “He has implemented an absolute zero tolerance policy against any form of drug crime and related corruption. The law is empowered with the greatest force and is enforced without compromise. This process… inevitably comes with pain and immense costs, but the result is that we have regained control of the city.”

“Order and power…” Li Wenbin murmured, repeating the phrase thoughtfully, “I understand, Deputy Minister. This indeed provides critical contextual awareness for our upcoming cooperation.”

He was already clear in his heart that they were about to deal with a highly centralized, remarkably efficient, and resolute law enforcement machine.

Working with such a power, efficiency will be high.

Eberstein nodded: “Our goals are aligned, Inspector Li, Chief Inspector Zheng, which is to destroy the ‘Extraterrestrial Object’ network. We hope our ensuing collaboration can be equally efficient and strong. The directive has been given that all Mexican law enforcement will fully cooperate with the task force’s work.”

“We understand, Deputy Minister,” Li Wenbin nodded solemnly. “Combating such rampant transnational drug crime requires unwavering resolve and strong execution. Our mission here is clear: to do our utmost to work with the Mexican side to dismantle this network.”

The convoy arrived at a hotel on Paseo de la Reforma, where Eberstein personally escorted them to the lobby. After arranging everything, he bade farewell and scheduled a formal briefing and joint task force inauguration ceremony at the police headquarters the next morning.

Long flights indeed tire one out, and the Xiangjiang team members each returned to their rooms to rest.

In the evening, Li Wenbin and Zheng Chuyao received a notification from Eberstein, stating that two very high-level officers from the Mexican side wished to have a working dinner with them.

The dinner was arranged in a private room within the hotel.

When Li Wenbin and Zheng Chuyao, accompanied by Eberstein, walked into the private room.

One of them was Mr. Robert Bill, the current Minister of Public Safety of the Mexican Federation.

And the other, chubby and smiling, was Casare, who wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking composed.

After brief pleasantries and introductions, everyone took their seats.

Minister Bill first raised his glass to represent the Mexican Government in welcoming the Xiangjiang expert group.

“Inspector Li, Chief Inspector Zheng, your arrival is crucial.” Minister Bill’s tone was serious and sincere.

“The ‘Extraterrestrial Object’ is not only a drug but also a strategic-level weapon, destroying Europe’s social order. Now, its dark hands are trying to reach into the home we’re striving to rebuild. Mr. Victor has given the highest directive: to eradicate it at any cost, in its infancy.”

His gaze was sharp, sweeping across Li Wenbin and Zheng Chuyao: “Forgive my directness, in Mexico, our law has only one attitude towards drug crime: zero tolerance. Our policy is also very simple: anyone, regardless of who they are, what their identity is, if they touch drugs or deal drugs on Mexican soil, there’s only one outcome.”

“Death. End. Of. Story.”

Li Wenbin took a deep breath, set down his glass, and responded solemnly: “Prime Minister, Minister, rest assured, the Xiangjiang police’s position on this matter is in complete agreement with yours. Drug traffickers are the enemies of humanity, and drug prohibition is a global consensus. What we bring are professional investigation techniques, rich intelligence resources, and a deep understanding of the Chinese criminal network. We aim to cooperate, to eradicate tumors, with no tolerance for any form of evil.”

“Drugs should go to hell.”

…

Meanwhile, in the Belize Special Economic Zone, inside a luxurious villa.

The second-generation wealthy Alvarez was restless in his room.

Since that night witnessing Carlos using that “Extraterrestrial Object” in the VIP room of the casino, he had been engulfed in immense fear and anxiety.

He didn’t dare go out, not even daring to take calls from his friends, especially Carlos and the casino manager Ferming.

His abnormal behavior caught the attention of his parents.

His father, Old Alvarez, an American businessman, leaned against the study door frame, watching his son once again irritably reject a friend’s party invitation, and couldn’t help but speak: “Hey, kid, what’s going on with you these days? Turned into a homebody? This isn’t like you at all. There are so many fun places in the special zone at night, why aren’t you going out?”

Alvarez’s eyes flickered, vaguely replying: “Nothing, Dad, just a bit tired, want to rest for a few days.”

Then, his mother, Lady Marta, a former professional boxer, came over with a plate of fruit.

With sharp eyes and a physique far stronger than ordinary women, after all, she had fought professionally.

She noticed her son’s odd behavior at a glance, heavily placed the fruit plate on the table, and with hands on her hips, scrutinized Alvarez: “Alex, look at me, you’re definitely hiding something from us. You look as if you’ve seen a ghost! Did you get into some trouble outside? Gamble debts? Or did you provoke someone you shouldn’t have?”