After more than a dozen people went missing, the Overseas Wanderers Society had basically narrowed down the suspects. If Luo Hua had not done it, then Xia people had.
What should they do next? Naturally, they went to complain to their Mairui Country daddy, saying that Xia people had been up to no good and had abducted more than a dozen of their people.
But the CIA people already had a massive headache. Albert had hidden somewhere nobody could find him—taking his family with him, because everyone had heard the news.
When they heard the Overseas Wanderers Society's complaint, they solemnly replied, "Your people went missing, so go find the Bilu police. What does that have to do with us?"
The Overseas Wanderers Society members became anxious at such shamelessness. "The guns we used back then were provided by your CIA. How can you deny it now?"
When the CIA decided to act like thugs, it came as naturally as breathing. "You Mud people dare to slander us without cause? Get out, now. If you don't leave, do you believe we'll deal with you?"
The Mud people refused to leave and clung to them relentlessly. The CIA truly could not arrest them. They could ignore their underlings or sell them out, but as Boss Du had said, even a chamber pot was useful when needed.
So the CIA office staff simply evacuated. When the Mud people pursued them to another office location, they were thrown straight outside. "We don't know you at all. Are you looking for trouble?"
That toss caused an accident. A Mud man in his early sixties fainted on the spot. He was old but had maintained himself well, and Westerners could not judge Easterners' ages, so they had not treated him as an elderly man.
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