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Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 1138: 562: Mexico City Has the Aura of an Emperor!

Author: Working as a police officer in Mexico
updatedAt: 2025-09-02

Chapter 1138: Chapter 562: Mexico City Has the Aura of an Emperor!

Goebbels squinted his eyes at the stage and let out a long sigh.

After taking a sip of water, Victor handed the glass back to Casare, cleared his throat, and looked at the journalists below with their hands raised. He picked a rather pretty female reporter.

“Supreme Leader Victor, hello, I’m from AFP. My question is, does your statement indicate that you support the division within the United States and that you are concerned about or even interfering in the internal affairs of other countries? Mexico has always claimed not to interfere in other countries’ internal affairs; is this a double standard? Thank you.”

The French media really live up to their reputation.

Always so articulate.

It started back in Napoleon’s time.

As soon as the question was posed, many European and American reporters below chuckled, appearing eager to see Victor stumble.

But the Emperor’s mind worked very quickly.

He pondered for a moment, shook his head, “It’s the choice of the people. I have never interfered in the internal affairs of the United States because today’s Texas is an independent and vibrant country. Considering it as part of the United States is disrespectful to the people of Texas.”

“It’s a beautiful landscape; we should wish them well. If a country cannot ensure the interests of its people, then the people have the right to overthrow it. The same goes for Mexico.”

See, now that’s magnanimity!

Yet with Victor’s petty nature, if someone were to actually rise up in rebellion, it would really be “six batons in ten seconds, officer, I’m a good person!”

Now, the Nahuatl in Chiapas State, they’re practically filing for world heritage status.

Those who could run, have run.

Those who couldn’t…

They truly couldn’t escape.

“Next one…”

Victor pointed to a reporter with a CTV badge, as that was a friend.

The reporter asked gently, not at all sharply, only wanting to know if Victor would open the borders to take in refugees and whether he anticipated such turmoil in the United States.

“First, answering the first question, we will accept refugees into Mexico, but they need to cooperate with our registration, be prepared with passports and identification, and also, if you’re coming to Mexico, please quit drugs. We don’t want any traces in your system. Besides, always remember to respect local laws!”

“For the second question, when the US Military released the ‘Evil Dragon Plan,’ I realized that this country was beyond saving… Uh? Is there something else?” Victor pointed to the CTV reporter, who had his hand raised.

“May I ask, what is the Evil Dragon Plan?”

“You don’t know?” Victor wore a look of ‘surprise.’

The journalists were baffled, were we supposed to know?

How would we know if you don’t tell us?

“Alright, I can tell you. I hope Defense Minister Norman Schwartzkopf won’t blame me. According to our sources, the US Military has a secret plan to utilize the army for global drug trafficking!”

“They use the Naval Base on the Potomac River Shore in Washington D.C. to synthesize new drugs and distribute them via global military bases.”

Whoa!!!

Such explosive news?

Since Victor emerged, journalism has become increasingly lucrative, with no shortage of news reports, you know?

Every day is a holiday, with year-end bonuses handed out in stacks.

Sometimes, it’s not the media wanting to help Victor, but rather Victor being so publicity-heavy. If he were to block a media outlet,

that outlet would really go bankrupt.

Especially with the current fierce competition.

This is also why, despite Victor often giving the media the cold shoulder, they still flock to him.

A group of reporters frantically snapping photos from the stage.

Victor took a deep breath, “Of course, drug trafficking within the U.S. Military isn’t uncommon, but gentlemen, this is different. This time, it was orchestrated by The Pentagon, involving 1.429 million active-duty soldiers in drug trafficking.”

“It’s the world’s largest drug cartel!”

“It will affect 7 billion people worldwide!”

“What is the U.S. Military doing? What is The Pentagon doing? What is Norman Schwartzkopf doing!”

“Maybe the military is greedily eyeing the trillion US Dollar global drug market. With force, comes the struggle for money, and with money, the desire to advance politically.”

“Maybe the military is preparing for dictatorship?”

Victor said seriously, but then waved his hand, “Of course, this is just my speculation, don’t take it seriously.”

The journalists below kept grumbling in their hearts upon hearing this.

Speculation?

Your speculation is too bold!

It’s like putting Norman Schwartzkopf in the hot seat; it’s a major crisis for The Pentagon!

But in reality, anyone with insight could see Victor was doing it on purpose.

“Mr. Leader, is this intelligence source accurate?”

“Of course, we have people inside the White House too…”

Perhaps feeling he misspoke, he quickly changed his tune.

“Uh, I mean there are good people who yearn for the light.”

“Alright, the press conference ends here, see you next time.”

He finished and hurried away.

“Master, what did Victor mean by his words, is there really someone on his side in the White House?!” a CTV intern asked in a low voice.

The CTV reporter who spoke earlier, neither young nor old, around 40, chuckled bitterly at the apprentice’s question.

“If it were someone else saying this, maybe it could be considered a slip of the tongue, and you could believe it a little, but if Victor said it…”

“Then there might be other ingredients mixed in. Whether the people in the White House believe it or not, they would certainly conduct an internal investigation, and that would cause panic, this is an overt strategy.”

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