Working as a police officer in Mexico-Chapter 1740 - 778: The Shit-Stirrer Is Always So Disgusting!

"Understood!" Casare took notes, "And about that threatening letter and the clues about Miroslav Kovar..."

"Continue investigating, but be more cautious. The British have stirred up such a commotion to distract us. Perhaps that threatening letter is somewhat related to them, trying to make us lose our footing. Security cannot be relaxed, but we also shouldn't overreact and scare ourselves."

"Alright!"

Victor hung up the phone and picked up a red pencil, drawing a heavy line across the brief about the "Commonwealth Games."

"Trying to make me choose between two options?"

"I want them all!"

A few days later, in India, New Delhi.

Prime Minister Lao, in a speech to Parliament, once again highly praised the sponsorship of the Commonwealth Games as "visionary" and "generous," claiming it as India's practical step as a responsible major nation in promoting global sports development and aiding allied nations.

British media further amplified the story, highlighting the "Free World's" resistance and surpassing of the "Mexican model" in the realm of sports.

Columnists for the Daily Telegraph wrote, "While Mexico is peddling its Olympic tickets with illusory 'glory' and questionable 'security promises,' we and our Indian partners offer a more civilized and affordable choice: tangible support and a clean stadium free from political currents."

Some sensitive observers have noted that within the Commonwealth, not all countries are overjoyed.

Richer members like Canada and Australia harbor doubts about India's generous motives and worry about getting too involved in the UK-Mexico confrontation. However, they remain silent for now.

Canada is very far from the United Kingdom, but very close to Mexico.

Meanwhile, in Belize City, under Mexican control, Governor Goring "coincidentally" invited a few "old friends" from small Caribbean nations to inspect the upgraded port and Olympic sailing base.

At the cocktail party, Goring raised his glass and said meaningfully, "Some money is too hot to handle once taken. Some paths, once chosen, you can't go back. We Mexicans know best that true independence and development rely not on others' handouts but on our own fists and brains, and... choosing the right partners."

In the same days, the Mexican Counter-Terrorism Bureau's preliminary report on "Miroslav Kovar" quietly landed on Victor's desk.

The report showed this former East German spy had indeed been frequently appearing in Vienna and Budapest over the past six months, contacting people with complex identities, including some retired intelligence personnel, arms facilitators, and a Nigerian man claiming to be an "African independent filmmaker."

This man's shell company recently received a remittance from a secret account in Liechtenstein; the amount wasn't large but the timing was subtle.

The clues remain vague, yet the puzzle pieces seem to be gradually emerging.

Not only threats lie behind this, but perhaps also deeper attempts targeting Mexico's stability.

He briefly informed Casare of the report contents and commanded, "Keep an eye on that Nigerian and Kovar. Don't act just yet, watch who they contact next. Focus on monitoring all channels possibly related to Olympic logistics and personnel recruitment."

Meanwhile, Maria and Bruto's birthdays were approaching day by day. Belsaria had already contacted her brother Jose, who, although somewhat hesitant, eventually agreed to come.

The Presidential Palace's housekeeper began discreetly preparing a small, private family dinner.

After handling some urgent business in Belize, Victor was also preparing to return to Mexico City.

"Leader, the plane is ready," the attendant knocked on the door and said.

Victor nodded, just as he was about to step out, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, holding his chest with discomfort.

The attendant nervously asked, "Leader, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Victor waved his hand, feeling somewhat uneasy, and smiled, "Let's go, to the airport."

The attendant hesitated, but seeing Victor's insistence, he nodded forcefully.

The group headed towards the airport.

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