Stella looked at me like she'd seen a ghost, "You said CIA?"
"Yes, it can stop Cubans from troubling Claude, spread rumors at the police station, and only the CIA can use the city-wide gangs for murder and silence!"
"But why would Claude do that?"
"He's just a pawn, caught in a trap and used by others, he can't escape. And there's still a lot of mysteries in it."
"I can't figure it out, if the CIA was trafficking drugs, there's no need to arrange a robbery. They have special channels, it's hard for us to investigate."
"That's right, customs, coast guards, they wouldn't investigate people and matters related to the CIA. But did you notice? The drug robbery, the Cubans exposed hiding drugs in a cafe, although a policeman was killed, the incident happened in Miami, you have jurisdiction. But what is the DEA's attitude? As one of the United States' largest drug smuggling routes, why didn't the DEA intervene? Not even the FBI got involved. Why?"
"My God." Among all the hypotheses, the most unreasonable one is usually the truth. Stella understood my meaning.
"Because the CIA has its own agenda, they covered up the truth, and this demand can even keep the DEA silent. This is a reasonable explanation. I suspect that the CIA deliberately created the current situation so that this batch of drugs would enter where it should logically go."
"My heavens, although there are still many questions, your analysis is logical, I don't know how to refute you."
Stella was like she'd seen a ghost, this gangster in front of her, a year younger, was a damn genius.
"But I have a question, why would the CIA make it so complicated?" Stella already started believing my hypothesis.
"Perhaps the CIA encountered a problem and had no choice but to arrange an absurd yet necessary robbery. That's why Claude is not anxious, because he's acting for the CIA. He's not afraid of all the city's gangs coming after him."
"So he hasn't shipped out the goods, because there's no need." Stella found the key point of the problem.
"Bingo!"
"What about the DEA's ambiguous attitude?"
"What could make the DEA compromise? I don't believe the CIA couldn't influence the DEA's actions. The police station also can't interfere with DEA's cases." This is also the part most difficult for Stella to believe.
I slid my phone, looked at the latest news, and smiled.
"Political correctness!"
"WHAT?"
"Do you know we've been discussing building a new military base with Colombia recently?"
"What does that have to do with it?"
"A military base can protect Colombia, partly from the threat of neighboring Venezuela, but what really squeezes Colombia's government's living space? What could make them immediately compromise?"
"Threaten themselves."
"Darling, you are smart!" I slowly exhaled smoke.
Stella glared at me, feeling I was mocking her, "Am I smarter than you? Fack. What's the point?"
"What's different about Colombian drug lords compared to Mexican ones?"
"You tell me!" Stella began admiring me, this person is a genius.
"Colombian drug lords have always followed leftist ideologies. After the disappearance of Pablo from the Medellin Group and the Cali Group, Colombian drug lords became Communist guerrillas. Reagan's Bald Eagle Initiative was against these guerrillas, executed by the CIA, but now the guerrillas have turned into military leaders and drug lords."
"You're saying the CIA used drugs to fund the guerrillas, thereby threatening the Colombian government, making them agree to let us build more military bases."
"BINGO, in this way, the United States can achieve maximum geopolitical interests, control all of Central and South America, permanently control the Panama Canal. The political and economic interests in this are enough for the DEA to compromise! Moreover, guerrillas getting massive resources can provide secret funding for the CIA, thus unsettling Venezuela internally and shaking Maduro's rule. The CIA needs money, Congress won't approve these secret funds. They have to earn it themselves!"
"Goddamn Fack, you are a genius, you shouldn't be messing with gangs!" Stella was stunned.
Because she suddenly realized, a robbery shrouded in mist, seemingly simple, had a lot of logical issues, that's why the traditionally non-infringing Haitian gangs would rob Cubans, it doesn't make sense. But when I revealed a horrifying truth, all the logic suddenly became clear.
"My God, I hope your guess is wrong."
"Regardless of whether my speculation is correct or not, darling, I hope you don't get too deeply involved. This is something that needs distance."
"You scoundrel." Stella sulked and grabbed my collar, "You used me tonight."
"I screwed you too!"
"Shut up, this never happened, I don't want others to know."
"Alright, I understand, after all, sleeping with a gangster, you'll face internal inquiries."
Whap, I couldn't resist smacking Stella's perfect peach-shaped buttocks.
The female officer suddenly stiffened, images of me screwing her flashed in her mind, her badge slipped from her chest and fell into the seat crevice.
"Damn it, don't move." She said, then the female officer leaned on me, reaching down to retrieve the badge.
Amir, who had walked away, was a bit worried. In the Johnny Clan, as an outsider and a Mexican, he wasn't well-treated, since Johnny was Irish and most in the clan were white.
Only Kenny accepted him, not fearing the troubles an illegal immigrant might bring.
"Damn it!" Amir cursed, drawing his gun and unlocking it, then turned and ran to the previous spot. "Buddy, you'll be fine, your brother is here! Fack!"
"I told you not to move." Stella lay on me, moving restlessly.
Her breasts pressed against my penis, looking at her raised buttocks, that perfect curve, the tight pants, I couldn't resist reaching out to touch again.
The penis also began to swell.
"Don't move, do you want to die?" Stella called out irritably.
"Yes, I want to go to heaven, I want you to screw me to death."
"Bastard!" Although I spoke crudely, it revealed my desire for Stella, my hand caressed her firm buttocks, even pressing a finger near her clitoris.
[The Temptation of the Female Officer. Cars are the first choice for wild maneuvers, Stella recalled your wildness, excitement level increased by thirty! Excitement 40]
"Ah! Bastard, stop!"
Haha, clearly she's getting excited, I hooked her chin with my hand, looked at the female officer's angry face, leaned down to kiss, opening her lips with my tongue, easily entered, using my tongue to tease the tip of hers. Soon Stella started to respond, her tongue entwined with mine, even using her hand to stroke my already erect penis.
Once two people have had sex, they become defenseless with each other, Stella sucked on my tongue, just like a child eager to suckle, licking me constantly.
I slipped my hand into her jeans, passing her belly, touching her clitoris from inside her panties.
Fingers pressing on the clitoris, squeezing hard, then pinching her protrusion.
"Bastard, you're making me uncomfortable." Stella released my mouth and bit her lip.
"Really?"
I stared at the dialog box above her head.
[Kenny's touch feels so good, I feel like I'm about to climax.]
"Are you really uncomfortable?" I provocatively looked at her beautiful face, the Hand of Caress could make her climax quickly.
"Uncomfortable!"
"Not feeling good?"
"Not at all comfortable, let me go."
I inserted a finger into her vagina, started to dig, pressing the fingertips on the spot close to the stomach above, the G-spot of a woman.
"Ah, stop, stop it!"
Stella lay limply on my stomach, biting my dick through the pants, "You bastard!"
"Ah, I'm going to climax, yes, yes, here it comes, give it to me! Give it to me!"
Stella's body began to shake, her raised buttocks trembled, and the pants were rapidly soaked with water, the watermark on her thighs getting bigger.
[Excitement level greatly increased.]
"Didn't you say you were uncomfortable?"
"Bastard!" Stella said and unzipped my pants with her mouth, extending her tongue to lick my penis.
[Excitement level 100!]
I held onto my penis with my hand, avoiding Stella's slippery tongue, just as she was about to swallow, but lost her target. The female cop glared at me angrily.
Yet, I was smiling faintly, "Does it taste good?"
"Not good!" Stella lowered her head, opened her mouth again, extended her tongue to lick my glans, and then slowly tried to swallow it, but I withdrew my penis again.
"Does it taste good?"
Stella suddenly grabbed my shaft, forcefully swallowing it down, like a child fighting for a candy.
I gently pressed the female cop's head, making her swallow a bit deeper.
"Ah, you're great. Do you like eating my penis?"
"Mmm!" Stella licked my testicles with her tongue.
"Want to eat?"
"Bastard!"
I pressed my dick with my hand again.
At this moment, Stella was like a child whose candy was confiscated, "I like eating your dick! Satisfied now?"
[Stella's affinity increased by 10. Affinity 30]
The prideful female cop finally surrendered; she now acknowledged her desire for me, and I put pressure on her both physically and mentally, making her gradually form a habit towards me.
"Lick me, with your beautiful breasts, if you do well, I'll reward you with oral later."
After saying this, I adjusted the seat and lay back, the female cop also came in front of me, pulling up the white tank top, the front clasp of the bra opened, revealing full and huge breasts.
The penis rubbed between the female cop's cleavage; her breasts were bigger than Natasha's, easily wrapping me up.
While giving me a breast-job, she looked at me like a child waiting for praise, "Do you like it?"
"Yes, baby. Your tits are amazing! Lick my dick!"
Stella lowered her head, giving a titjob while sucking on my glans.
"Lick my balls!"
Pressing my shaft with her hand, the female cop helped me take off my pants, buried her head at my thigh root, and sucked on one of my testicles.
"Ah!" The moment she released her mouth, my testicles dangled.
"Great job, dear, one more time!"
Stella swallowed my other testicle again, her tongue constantly rubbing.
This time, I lifted my legs, placed them on the female cop's shoulders, clamping her head, and pushed her down with my hand.
Wet lips touched my anus.
The female cop blushed, she knew what I wanted, "I've never done this before."
"Lick me! Lick my asshole!"
Stella extended her tongue, licking my anus. "Like this?"
"GOOD." [Stella accepted your request, affinity increased by 10, affinity 40
She is less and less resistant to you, willing to lick your anus, gaining a bit of constitution. Constitution 75]
I suddenly pushed her hard towards me, the face of the female cop pressed against my buttock.
The tongue went into my anus.
"Fack!" I panted comfortably.
"Mother fack!" Amir standing behind the car was startled!