Starting from South America, speeding through the world

Chapter 164 Do whatever you want
Potomac, Maryland.

Lucas sat in his study on the second floor, staring intently at the computer screen in front of him, his face pale.

The door didn't make a sound.

The windows were not open.

But suddenly the air changed.

"The afternoon sun is lovely," a voice drifted behind him. "You know how to enjoy yourself."

Lucas was startled and jumped to his feet.

The chair scraped against the ground, making a screeching sound.

Zhou Yi appeared at some point.

He wasn't carrying anything in his hands, and he looked relaxed, like an old friend who had just finished brunch and came over for a visit.

Upon recognizing the person who approached, Lucas instantly lost control of his emotions.

"You fucking bastard! What the fucking bastard did you do?!"

"Relax, buddy."

Zhou Yi casually closed the door and looked around: "I broke in by picking the lock. It wasn't difficult, and I didn't alert anyone."

"Don't fucking change the subject!"

"Did you do that thing in Texas?!"

"Otherwise, why did you think I asked you to mark those shelters? To write a thesis?"

Lucas stared intently at him, his breathing rapid and his lips twitching uncontrollably.

In the end, he managed to utter two feeble accusations.

"You're fucking crazy!"

"You blew him up!"

Zhou Yi shrugged, his expression gentle: "Strictly speaking, it was the UPS truck that was blown up."

"Besides, he dead with the bullet, not from the bullet."

"This is very modern, very American."

Upon hearing this, Lucas almost wanted to rush over and fight him, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.

"What exactly do you want?" he accused in a low voice.

"Congress is finished, the polls are flopping, and the streets are full of lunatics."

"The whole country is fucking rotten."

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes, as if considering it seriously for a few seconds, and then laughed out loud.

“I originally thought this was helping you,” he said, “without Congress’s constant auditing, accountability, and restrictions.”

"So your 'overseas observation team' can finally get things done?"

“In the past, just the MQ-9 relay flights to Djibouti would have required three rounds of authorization letters.”

"And now? If you want, you can go all the way to Liberia and no one will stop you."

"Do you even know what you're saying?" Lucas's voice was hoarse.

Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

The next second, Lucas strode over and shoved him in the chest.

"I won't play anymore."

"To hell with missions, routes, and order."

"I quit."

"You want to kill my son? Fine!"

"Do whatever you want."

Zhou Yi remained unmoved.

He flicked his cigarette ash onto the carpet, took a photo out of his pocket, and casually tossed it onto the table.

"You might want to take a look at this before you leave."

Lucas's chest heaved violently, but under the man's intimidating presence, he hesitated for a moment before looking down to examine him.

Street photography angle.

At night, the distant view is blurry, while the center is excessively clear.

It's clearly the work of a professional.

In the video, he is standing in front of his house, behaving intimately with an Asian man.

They were very close, and their expressions were calm.

even
It even looks like she's smiling.

"Great shot, right?"

"I plan to print out about a dozen sheets and frame them."

Zhou Yi said leisurely, "Maybe it can even be engraved on our tombstones in the future."

"What's the inscription? Let me think—how about 'Good Brothers'?"

Lucas's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You fucking..." He wasn't speaking normally anymore; it sounded more like he was gasping for breath. "Are you crazy?"

“It’s the same old thing again.” Zhou Yi shook his head with a sigh. “To be honest, I’m starting to wonder if your vocabulary is lacking.”

"In the end what you want?"

"It's very simple."

"First, shut up and sit down." "Second, tell me the president's recent security mobilization plans."

"Including encrypted communication interfaces, as well as the Secret Service's backup evacuation routes."

"I asked you for it before, but you're not being honest and still haven't given me a decent document."

Lucas didn't move, didn't speak, and didn't even blink.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi sighed: "Come on, stop acting so unyielding. You're not a patriot."

"To be honest, you're probably the most unpatriotic person I've ever met."

"You served in the military, got promoted, made decisions, and entered the circle, all for yourself, for your family, for James, and for Sarah."

He smiled slightly and pointed to the photo.

"It's alright."

"This won't hurt you."

"All of this is even a relief for you."

Lucas remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "You're still threatening me."

"wrong."

Zhou Yi shook his head, like a patient lecturer.

"I'm telling you that once this system really collapses, you'll be truly free."

Aren't you annoyed?

"All day long, you see those civilian leaders who can't even hold an M4 properly and have never stepped into a war zone pointing fingers at you."

“The budget needs to be approved by the committee, and the action plan must be accompanied by a ‘humanitarian impact assessment’.”

“At every meeting, there are people arguing about ‘public image’ and ‘cross-party coordination’.”

"You think you have power?"

"You have to consider the Senate's mood even when you're allocating funds."

"Trapped in a 'legal maze' built by inefficient intellectuals, the deeper one goes, the tighter one struggles."

Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then uttered a few words: "How ridiculous."

Lucas's eyes flickered, but his face remained ashen.

Zhou Yi pretended not to see it and continued calmly:
"But what if this constraint breaks?"

"What if no one can look down on you from Capitol Hill anymore?"

Do you know what that means?

"It means doing whatever you want."

"It means that you and your family, if you react quickly enough, can take over part of the violent machine."

"Domestic and overseas."

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After a while, Lucas leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped together.

He didn't deny it.

There was no rebuttal.

Zhou Yi smiled with satisfaction.

As expected, this kid hasn't made any progress at all over the years.

The same old trivial matter was still on my mind.

So easy to cheat.

“We’re not begging you,” Zhou Yi continued, trying to deceive you. “We’re just reminding you.”

"Trust us."

"It's not because of what we said, but because of what we did."

“Raleigh.” He held up one finger.

"Texas." The second one.

"Soon, Washington too."

Zhou Yi bent down and stared into Lucas's eyes.

"It's not just a slogan."

"It's a fait accompli."

"It's a clear plan."

The room was unusually quiet.

Lucas lowered his head at some point.

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After a long silence, he let out a long sigh and solemnly said, as if he had made up his mind:
"I can provide you with all the intelligence support you need."

"But after it was done, we never met again."

"very good."

Zhou Yi straightened up and patted Lucas on the shoulder.

"Pleasant to work with."

(End of this chapter)