I have a debt of 3 trillion, and my creditors are begging me not to die.

Chapter 248 Using a borrowed knife to kill? Then I'll play along.
Pacquiao quickly relayed Yang Chen's instructions to CIA Director Gilbert, who slumped into a sofa chair in a daze after hearing them.

The department heads standing nearby didn't dare to speak either; at this moment, any words of comfort would be useless.

Pacquiao said, "Yang Chen never jokes. I suggest you have a serious talk with him. Otherwise, he might actually try to assassinate you and your family live on air worldwide."

FBI Director Parker said, "He's incredibly arrogant. How dare he threaten the head of our CIA without any evidence? Does he completely disregard the United States?"

Pacquiao said, "Does evidence matter to him? As long as the captured agent confesses, that's all that matters. When has he ever needed a reason to do something?"

Parker was speechless for a moment, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Gilbert suddenly stood up and cursed, "It's all your fault, you bunch of bastards! I wanted to stop the assassination plan, but you wouldn't let me, and now it's finally come to this. I don't care, the country must give up some benefits to Yang Chen in exchange for him not retaliating against me and my family. Otherwise, don't blame me for exposing some unknown secrets and affecting your political future. You don't want the public to know about what happened on Lolita Island, do you?"

The group of bigwigs immediately tensed up, and everyone's expression turned grim.

FBI Director Parker warned, "Gilbert, I warned you not to talk nonsense, why don't you learn your lesson?"

Gilbert immediately retorted, "Fuck you! My whole family is in grave danger, why should I have any more memories? Anyway, I'm telling you this: if I don't survive, none of you will have a good life. Even if I can't take you down with me, I'll still end your political futures."

After making his threats, Gilbert rushed home. Although he knew there was no need to struggle, people instinctively seek self-preservation when faced with the threat of death, so he and his family moved into a CIA safe house.

The heads of the other departments held a meeting behind closed doors.

FBI Director Parker said, "If Yang Chen really wants to retaliate against Gilbert, we're afraid we won't be able to protect Gilbert either. If Gilbert really blabs and says something he shouldn't, we're really finished. What do you mean?"

NSA Director Richardson followed up, saying, "Yang Chen has always had a huge appetite. If we're talking about money, we can't get him to give up his revenge unless we offer him over 10 billion Angry Dollars. The price of getting him to give up his revenge is too high for us to bear. So, we can only start with Gilbert."

The room immediately fell silent; the two people sitting next to each other could almost hear each other's heartbeats.

Although Richardson didn't spell it out clearly, everyone understood what he meant.

In the United States, the government has a separation of powers: the CIA belongs to the government, the FBI belongs to the Department of Justice, and the NSA belongs to the Department of Defense. Although the three departments are different, there is a lot of overlap in their work, so they are all at odds with each other.

When things are peaceful, everyone will at least go through the motions.

But when it comes to their own interests, or even matters of life and death, they would be more than happy to kill off people from other departments.

Gilbert is now using the Lolita Island issue as leverage, and the other departments won't leave him any way out.

However, they will not do it themselves, lest they leave any traces and be threatened by others in the future.

They wanted to use Yang Chen to get rid of Gilbert. This way, they could preserve their secret, shift all the blame to Yang Chen, and create a common enemy for him—a win-win situation.

NSA Director Richardson said, "I know you understand what I mean. You don't dare to say it, so I'll play the villain and say it first. Kill Gilbert, there's no room for negotiation. We can't do it ourselves; we have to use Yang Chen to take him down."

Once Richardson broke the ice, the others stopped hiding their true intentions.

FBI Director Parker said, "I agree! Gilbert keeps threatening us with this, and this can't go on. Nobody wants to live under constant threat, right? So, getting rid of him is the most effective solution. We'll talk to the president and have him find a new CIA director. Let's solve the domestic problems first, and then use Yang Chen to get rid of Gilbert."

The others nodded in agreement with Parker's plan and wrote a joint letter to the president's office.

The next day, Bald Eagle sent a negotiation team to Jiangcheng to meet with Yang Chen.

“Mr. Yang, on behalf of the Bald Eagle, I hereby lodge a formal protest with you. Without any evidence, you falsely claimed those people were CIA agents and even threatened retaliation against CIA officials. This is a serious provocation against us. We demand that you immediately issue a public apology to eliminate the negative impact on the CIA; otherwise, we will take further measures to protest your disrespectful behavior,” Lucio said.

Yang Chen chuckled and asked, "Is this the result of your discussion?"

Lucio replied, "That's right! This is our stance, our only stance, and our final stance."

At this moment, this is what Lucio was thinking.

"Hehe...Are you angry? That's good, we need your help to take down Gilbert."

Fortunately, Yang Chen could "read minds," otherwise he would have been tricked by these bad guys.

Yang Chen said with a smile, "Whether they are CIA agents or not, we know it in our hearts. Don't think that just because you've kept their identity information clean and I can't find any evidence to prove they are CIA agents, I can't do anything to you. I only need to know that they are CIA agents, whether there is evidence or not is not important to me at all. If you have this attitude, I will take revenge on Gilbert."

Lucio immediately retorted, "Without evidence, what right do you have to retaliate against Gilbert? Besides, you arrested one of our citizens; you must hand her over to us immediately so we can take her back to our country."

Yang Chen chuckled and said, "Fuck! You want to use me to get rid of Gilbert, right? I know your country has a separation of powers, with the CIA in the government, the FBI in the Department of Justice, and the NSA in the military. These three intelligence agencies have highly overlapping areas of expertise and have been at odds with each other for years. This time, the FBI and NSA want to use me to get rid of Gilbert, so that someone with a lower rank can take over at the CIA, allowing the FBI and NSA to gain more benefits. Right?"

Lucio's expression changed drastically. Could Yang Chen read minds or something? How could he guess so accurately?

Lucio quickly retorted, "Don't talk nonsense. We are very united, with no conflicts whatsoever, and we would never use you to kill Gilbert. In short, you have no evidence to prove they are CIA agents, nor any evidence that the female tourist you captured intended to assassinate you. Therefore, you must release her and apologize to us. We don't want to escalate the situation, and we hope you understand what we mean. Goodbye!"

Lucio got up and led his team away, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Hehe... He must be furious right now, and he's probably itching to kill Gilbert. Come on, baby, unleash your anger! Haha..."

Yang Chen smiled and watched Lucio lead the team out of the conference room with a playful expression.

Chen Xi asked, "What do we do now? Should we take revenge on Gilbert?"

Yang Chen laughed and said, "They want to use me to get rid of Gilbert, so I'll use them to get rid of Gilbert. It's just a game of scheming, let's see whose scheme succeeds. Transcribe the meeting recording from earlier and send it to Guo Hu, ask him to contact the brothers on the White Eagle side and send the recording to Gilbert."

Chen Xi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

It was already late at night in New York, but Gilbert couldn't sleep. He was waiting for the outcome of Lucio and Yang Chen's negotiations.

At that moment, a stone smashed his window, and then a package was thrown in through the window.

Gilbert quickly got up to pick up the package, which was addressed to "Mr. Gilbert".

Gilbert opened the package, which contained a voice recorder. He quickly turned it on, and the conversation between Yang Chen and Lucio played back.

Upon listening to the recording, Gilbert angrily smashed a water glass on the coffee table.

At this moment, his wife and children came downstairs to see what was going on.

Gilbert said to his wife, "Tracy, pack your things. We're going to Mosheco right now, and then we'll find a chance to go to Big Mao's house."

Tracy immediately asked, "Why? What happened?"

Gilbert explained, “Those idiots wanted our CIA to send agents to assassinate Yang Chen. The assassination failed, and one of them was even captured alive by Yang Chen. Yang Chen threatened to take revenge on me and even my whole family. I wanted the government to intervene and negotiate with Yang Chen to meet his demands and save me. But they had no intention of saving me; instead, they deliberately provoked Yang Chen to retaliate against me.”

Tracy asked, puzzled, "Why? You're the head of the CIA, a government official, why are they treating you like this?"

Gilbert gritted his teeth and said, "Because I have evidence of everything they did on Lolita Island, I used that to threaten them. They must be trying to use Yang Chen to kill me because of this. That's ruthless, so ruthless… I just wanted them to know they had to live and die with me, but they directly want me dead. Once we get to the Mao family, I will definitely expose the evidence." Tracy was terrified. Yang Chen could deal with CIA agents, but that didn't mean they could. And it wouldn't just be CIA agents; FBI and NSA agents would also hunt them down. How would they live then? They couldn't spend their whole lives on the run, could they?

Even if the two of them can endure this kind of life, what about the children?
The children have a long life ahead of them. Are they going to live their whole lives in the shadows?
Gilbert sighed and said, "There's no other way; this is our family's only way to survive."

Tracy quickly asked, "Is there really no other way?"

Gilbert shook his head and sighed helplessly.

Tracy still didn't want her child to live a life of darkness for the next few decades. She suggested, "Why don't you go talk to the president and express your loyalty? After all, you're one of his people, and he certainly won't easily abandon you unless absolutely necessary. Just say you never really intended to expose the Lolita Island incident; you just wanted to use it as a reason to bind everyone together. What do you think?"

Gilbert hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted his wife's suggestion.

“You all stay home and don’t go anywhere. I’m going to the White House now. If I’m not back by 8 a.m. tomorrow, take the children and leave immediately. Don’t forget our Swiss bank account and password. Tracy, promise me you’ll raise the children to adulthood. If you remarry, don’t change the children’s surname. Okay?” Gilbert said, tears streaming down his face.

Tracy hugged her husband and kissed him, crying, saying, "Honey, everything will be alright. If it's truly beyond repair, I will raise the child, I won't remarry, and you will definitely come back safely. It's alright, it's alright, God will protect us."

The three children also cried and clung to their father's legs. Oh dear, this scene was so heartbreaking.

Gilbert made a mistake; he shouldn't have used the Lolita Island incident to threaten others into protecting him.

However, the situation has already developed to this point, so there's no point in saying anything more; we still have to face reality.

Gilbert took out a small wooden box and handed it to his wife, instructing her, "If I don't come back, after you escape, open this wooden box. Inside are the dirt I've collected over the years. If necessary, you can use this to exchange for Big Mao's protection."

Tracy took the wooden box and said, "I'll remember. But God help me not to open it. My children and I are waiting for you to come back safely."

Gilbert smiled and nodded, waved goodbye to his wife and children, and turned to leave.

The Bald Eagle's family is a huge makeshift operation; national policies can be changed at any time, let alone those of its confidants.
Lolita Island involves too many people, and no one dares to bring it up, but Gilbert did. If he doesn't die, who will?

The fate of those who abandon their cause is never to return; Gilbert was directly detained.

Shortly after eight o'clock in the morning, Tracy left without hesitation with her child and valuables.

However, they had already been monitored by agents from the FBI and NSA, and they were stopped by agents from both agencies as soon as they drove out of their house.

Tracy knew that once they were captured, there was virtually no chance of survival.

So she immediately stepped on the gas and crashed into them. The FBI and NSA agents didn't expect Tracy to confront them head-on, and several of them were caught off guard and were knocked flying. The remaining agents called for ambulances and backup, while a few others quickly drove after her.

However, at that moment, the car driven by the FBI and NSA agents exploded. Some mosquitoes had flown in and blown up the tires, engine, and dashboard.

Tracy drove away, but she was pursued by the FBA, NSA, and New York police.

Before reinforcements from the FBI and other agencies arrived, a van overtook Tracy's car.

The truck drove around to the front of her car, opened the cargo bed, and threw down a metal plate. Then the truck suddenly stopped, and Tracy's car slid up the metal plate and onto the truck. The metal plate was then retracted, and the cargo bed was quickly closed.

Tracy tried to reverse and crash into the car when she heard a sound coming from inside the vehicle.

“Mrs. Gilbert, we’re here to rescue you. Be quiet, we’ll get you to Moses soon.”

Tracy quickly asked, "Who are you? Why are you helping us?"

The voice replied, "You don't need to ask that. In short, we will take you to Moshego. Once you arrive in Moshego, we can help you go wherever you want or find whoever you want. However, we have one condition: Mr. Gilbert instructed you to give us the wooden box he was taking with him before he left. Alternatively, you can announce it yourself."

Tracy asked in shock, "How do you know what my husband told me before he left? Are you spying on us? Are you with the FBI, NSA, or CIA? What is your purpose?"

The voice replied, "We're not from any of those departments you mentioned. We rescued you to expose the incriminating information in that wooden box. How we know this is none of your concern. All you need to know is this: cooperate with us in exchange for your and your three children's safety. Gilbert is currently being held and interrogated by the FBI. Let me show you his current situation."

A window on the front of the car opened, and a hand reached in and threw a cell phone onto Tracy's car.

Tracy quickly got out of the car and picked up her phone. On the phone, her husband Gilbert was being tortured by FBI Director Parker and was in a terrible state.

Tracy covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

"How did you manage to take these pictures?" Tracy asked.

The voice replied, "You don't need to know that. You only need to know one thing: your husband is dying. Now you must fulfill your husband's dying wish: to raise your three children and not change their surnames if you remarry in the future."

Tracy was utterly shocked. The person who saved her and her child was far too powerful. They knew exactly what she was saying to her husband and were even able to secretly film the scene inside the FBI interrogation room.

These are all child's play; you can monitor and listen to anything a mosquito can get into.

Tracy said, “But you should also know that my husband instructed us to use this wooden box to trade with the Russians in exchange for their protection. If I give you the wooden box, what will I use to trade with the Russians?”

The voice laughed and said, “You have to get to Mosheco safely first before you have a chance to escape to the Big Mao family. Isn’t that right? If we throw you out of the carriage now, you will be reunited with Mr. Gilbert, the whole family, and none of you will escape.”

Tracy agreed with this reasoning, and seeing the three terrified children in the car, she had no choice but to accept the deal.

“Alright! Take us to Moshego Guadalajara. Once we meet the person I’m looking for, I’ll reveal the contents of the wooden box,” Tracy said.

The voice said, "No problem! We keep our word and will definitely get you safely to the person you're looking for."

Inside the FBI interrogation room.

While Parker was still trying to persuade Gilbert, his subordinate rushed in.

“Mr. Parker, something terrible has happened! Gilbert’s wife and children have escaped! Our men and the NSA tried to stop Tracy, but she rammed our cars through our ranks. We chased after her, but the cars exploded, and we could only watch helplessly as she drove away with the children.”

Upon hearing this, Parker angrily kicked over the chair next to him.

"Fuck! Damn it! Fuck! Why did the car explode? How could they make such a basic mistake? What are they even doing?" Parker roared.

The subordinate replied, "According to them, they saw mosquitoes flying inside the car, and then the car exploded."

Parker was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Gilbert, standing to the side, burst into laughter, saying, "It seems Yang Chen is much smarter than you all thought. He didn't fall for your scheme to use someone else to kill him. He even anticipated that you would abandon me, so he sent people to rescue my wife and children. Haha... All the dirt I had on him was taken away by my wife, and soon it will all fall into Yang Chen's hands. Haha... Just thinking about the whole country being controlled by Yang Chen makes me want to laugh. Haha..."

Parker was furious. He grabbed Gilbert by the neck and roared, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Fuck you! If you hadn't threatened us with this, would we have chosen to take this step? You idiot, you're a sinner in the history of the Bald Eagle! Fuck!"

Gilbert, breathless and his face flushed, still laughed gleefully, saying, "Whether I'm a sinner or not is for posterity to judge. But you're about to face the criticism of the whole world, ha ha..."

(End of this chapter)