Chapter 1453 Nanyang Special Investigation Bureau

Chapter 1455 Nanyang Special Investigation Bureau

This shipment of oil is worth about 10 million U.S. dollars at the current price. Du Fei's purchase price, even including shipping costs, is only 1.5 million.

The rest is all profit, and Du Fei can get 30% of it, which is about 2.5 million.

And two such oil tankers would leave the Persian port every day. Du Fei could get more than five million US dollars, which is more than 100 million US dollars a month!

This is only a small part of the entire market.

At this time, Du Fei completely understood why America was so keen on provoking wars everywhere, especially in the Middle East.

Without him, it would be so profitable!

What's more important is that this money is completely stupid. Those people can put it into their own pockets with peace of mind without any legal risks. As for moral risks... they have no morals at all, let alone worry.

Meanwhile, the Royal Gardens by the sea in Kuching.

Du Fei couldn't help but smile on his face when he received the news that the tanker had safely left the Persian port.

The oil tanker left Persia smoothly, indicating that the entire plan was 90% successful. No one can prevent this ship of oil from being converted into US dollars.

Chen Fangshi on the side is also refreshed. As the steward of Kuching and even the entire Borneo, Chen Fangshi is now very proud.

Not only did Teacher Wang give him another daughter last year, but with Ozhou's actions in Papua, Du Fei had to deal with the pressure and had begun to reconsider the integration of the original Indo Federation.

Once officially implemented, Chen Fangshi will almost certainly become the prime minister of the new federation.

Chen Fangshi took out a document and sent it to Du Fei: "This is the oil distribution plan for the next three months..."

Du Fei took it and glanced at it.

This oil distribution plan includes not only oil coming out of Persia, but also local oil production in Southeast Asia.

Although the cost of extraction is slightly higher than that of Babylon and Persia, Du Fei controls all the oil production in the southern South China Sea, with a daily output of approximately 600,000 barrels, which is equivalent to one-eighth of Babylon and one-tenth of Persia.

This income alone can exceed 20 million US dollars a day after oil prices soar.

Du Fei glanced at it, frowned slightly, handed the document back and said, "Everything else is fine, except Yizhou, cut it in half and ask them to increase the money."

Chen Fangshi understood that Du Fei had been suppressing the industrial development of Yizhou. Oil, as the blood of industry, must be restricted.

Before the war between Babylon and Persia broke out, Yizhou could purchase oil from other sources.

But after the war broke out, the impact was not only soaring oil prices, but also a sharp drop in exports from the two countries, creating a gap.

Some people can buy it, some people can't.

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More than a month later, the war between Babylon and Persia showed no sign of stopping. Both sides wanted to kill each other to relieve their hatred.

On the contrary, the popularity of Afhan, who had been dominating the headlines before, began to decrease.

On the surface, the Soviet army has completed its occupation there and established a new pro-Moscow government.

Although there were battles with local guerrillas, they did not cause particularly heavy losses to the Soviet army.

But everyone knows that it is a powder keg with a fuse that has been lit.

I don't know when it suddenly exploded.

Du Fei is happy every day. In the past few days, oil futures have risen to 40 US dollars a barrel, and the price is still on the rise.

As long as the war between Babylon and Persia does not end, it is difficult for oil prices to fall significantly.

After a month of running-in, the number of oil tankers coming out of Persia has reached the level of three per day, and the frequency is still increasing slowly.

Depending on Persia's production and the number of tankers Dufy can mobilize, the volume will probably eventually reach 900,000 barrels per day.

At this time, in a luxury hotel in Lijiapo.

A handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes had just checked in carrying a very elegant suitcase.

The light-colored suit paired with leather shoes and jeans made him look exactly like a Hollywood movie star.

However, the young man's true identity is a ClA agent.

The young man's room is located on the fifth floor of the hotel. He takes the elevator up, steps on the red carpet, and is led by the waiter to the door of the room.

The young man politely thanked the waiter and walked into the hotel room. He turned around and was about to close the door when the door opposite suddenly opened and a woman with long brown hair walked out and said with a smile: "Hey, Ethan, long time no see."

The young man frowned: "Diana? Why are you here?"

A woman named Diana walked out of the room, walked directly to Ethan, and grabbed his tie frivolously: "We haven't seen you for so long, why don't you invite me in for a drink? I'm sorry I've been thinking about you, my little pumpkin~ "

Ethan frowned even more tightly, took a step back, and said warily: "This joke is not funny at all."

Diana curled her lips and walked in. Zilaishu sat down on the sofa: "Don't be so nervous. After all, we were once partners."

Ethan said: "You also said that it was once."

The woman pretended: "I'm really sad when you say that."

Ethan was unmoved and said: "Okay, just say what you want to do, otherwise don't waste everyone's time."

Diana put away her smile, got up from the sofa, spread her hands and said: "Okay, if you insist on this, then let's talk~ Why are you here? If I remember correctly, you should be on a mission in the Middle East , shouldn’t appear here at this time.”

Ethan said expressionlessly: "I don't need to report to you where I go. Also, Miss Diana, I have a higher mission authority than you."

Diana narrowed her eyes slightly, a dangerous cold light flashed across her eyes, and she chuckled: "Of course, but as a friend, I remind you that this is not the Middle East. I hope you don't cause trouble. We will clean up the mess when the time comes."

Ethan said: "Don't worry about it."

Diana said as she walked out: "Then I wish you good luck."

With a "bang", the door closed.

Diana did not return to the room opposite, but took the elevator downstairs and got into a Nanyang brand car in the parking lot.

This "Nanyang brand" car is actually a "BMW" car assembled in the Kuching factory, using a local brand in Nanyang.

Nanyang itself does not have the ability to produce cars, and all cars are imported.

Du Fei used the Nanyang Trade Alliance to directly increase the tax cost of imported cars, and then used the price advantage to finally grab nearly 30% of the market share from the Japanese.

Diana got in the car.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head sat in the car and immediately asked, "Have you seen him?"

Diana said "hmm" and said unhappily, "I told you long ago that this person is stubborn."

The middle-aged man frowned and said nothing, and started the car and left the parking lot.

At this time, Ethan stood by the window of the hotel, watching the car leave expressionlessly, then turned to the phone and dialed a number: "Hello, it's me... Yes, they just came... I understand... Don't worry..."

After hanging up the phone, Ethan's eyes were full of determination.

At the same time, Du Fei received a long-distance call from America: "Correction, this is your problem, I hope you can solve it as soon as possible and don't affect our cooperation... Now is the most critical time, I have found a way to mobilize 14 tankers, and strive to have three tankers every day, loading one million barrels of oil to leave Persia... Well, of course I can help, if you don't mind..."

On the other hand, Ethan rested for a few hours.

It was almost evening, and he left the hotel where he was staying, called a taxi, and reported an address.

The taxi driver was a local man in his forties with dark skin. He spoke good English, smiled, and nodded.

Ethan was polite, but there was a flash of contempt in his eyes. He looked down on Orientals since he was a child. He couldn't tell whether they were Oriental or fruity.

But before he drove far, there was a "bang" and a bicycle suddenly jumped out in front of the taxi. The driver was in a hurry to dodge and the two sides had a collision.

The bicycle fell to the ground, and the taxi driver got off the car to check it out while cursing.

Ethan was sitting in the car and couldn't help frowning.

Just now, he was thinking about what to meet with someone next, and was startled by the sudden accident. He subconsciously looked out the window.

It seemed to be an ordinary accident, but the agent's instinct made him feel that this matter was not that simple.

At this moment, a man suddenly came to the side of the taxi and opened the door directly.

Ethan was very alert. He immediately took out his gun and aimed it at the door on the left hand side. At the same time, his body moved to the right and was ready to get off at any time.

The man smiled and said, "Mr. Hunter, don't be nervous."

The man who came was a Huaguo man in his thirties. He smiled and showed his hands to show that he had no weapons.

Ethan did not lower the muzzle of the gun, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The man took the opportunity to get into the taxi and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Benzhong. I am affiliated with the Kuching Special Investigation Bureau, the Third Division, the Fifth Brigade."

Ethan's expression was serious. He was not unfamiliar with the Kuching Special Investigation Bureau. It was the largest and most populous intelligence department in Nanyang.

As for why the other party came to him, it seemed understandable. Diana's appearance just now meant that his whereabouts had been exposed.

But he didn't expect that the other party would appear in front of him so openly.

Wang Benzhong got into the car, glanced at the gun in the other party's hand, and smiled and said, "Mr. Hunter, I have no ill intentions, don't let the gun go off."

Ethan was unmoved. Although he was not very old, he was an elite in the same industry and would not relax his vigilance because of a few words from a stranger.

Although according to the situation, the other party did not seem to want to use force, otherwise he would not meet him alone.

"What do you want to do?" Ethan was a little curious about the other party's purpose.

Wang Benzhong said: "Nothing, just want to help Mr. Hunter complete this mission."

Ethan's heart trembled: "What do you mean?"

Wang Benzhong said: "Don't be nervous, isn't your purpose in coming to Nanyang this time to investigate the Persian oil?"

Ethan's expression became more serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Did Diana tell you?"

Wang Benzhong chuckled: "Mr. Hunter, don't try to trick me. Now there is an opportunity. You can go directly to Kuching, where you can find all the results you want to investigate. How about it, do you have the courage?"

Ethan didn't expect the other party to make such a request, but he was a little entangled in his heart.

He certainly knew that the root of everything was in Kuching, but the other party opened the door directly for him to go, and he was a little worried about whether there was any conspiracy.

Wang Benzhong raised his hand to look at his watch, and said with a smile: "You have half a minute to think about it. I will get off the car and leave in half a minute. There are still twenty-five seconds..."

Ethan pursed his lips tightly, and his brain turned quickly, trying to figure out the other party's true intentions.

However, as the ticking hands of the watch jumped, there was no clue.

Until the time was up, Wang Benzhong smiled: "It seems that Mr. Hunter has not made up his mind, so today I will pretend that I have not been here, see you next time."

After saying that, regardless of the gun in Ethan's hand, he was going to get out of the back seat of the taxi.

Seeing that the other party left as soon as he said he would, Ethan realized that it was not just talk, and at the same time, an idea came to his mind that if he let this person go today, he would definitely regret it.

As soon as this thought flashed, Ethan made up his mind and shouted: "Wait~ I will go with you."

Wang Benzhong smiled, as if he had already made up his mind that he would make such a choice.

Then Ethan got out of the car and got into another black car behind with Wang Benzhong.

The car started and went straight to the airport.

Wang Benzhong took Ethan on a small plane and arrived in Kuching just a few hours later.

After getting off the plane, Wang Benzhong looked at his watch: "Mr. Hunter, this time is not suitable. I will make a phone call first. If the leader has not rested yet, you can go directly now, otherwise you can only wait until tomorrow morning."

At this time, Ethan was still a little confused.

According to his plan, he planned to collect intelligence and evidence in Lijiapo first, and then choose the right time to come to Kuching.

Who knew that he was brought here overnight just after arriving in Lijiapo.

He took a deep breath, not sure whether it was a blessing or a curse this time.

After waiting for a few minutes, Wang Benzhong came back and said with a smile: "Mr. Hunter, you are lucky. The leader knows you are coming and is waiting for you."

Ethan is still not sure who the "leader" in Wang Benzhong's mouth is?

But he didn't ask, anyway, the answer was revealed soon.

The two left the airport by car and soon arrived in the city of Kuching.

Ethan was sitting in the car and couldn't help but be surprised.

It was his first time to come to Nanyang. In his impression, this should be a barbaric and backward place. People wore clothes made of banana leaves, and there were even terrifying cannibals.

However, at this time, he saw the lights in Kuching City.

Because of the sufficient power generation, the electricity price is very cheap. At night, all the neon lights in the city are lit up, and some landmark buildings are directly illuminated by high-power searchlights, which are particularly majestic under the night sky. In Ethan's opinion, the night view of this city is not inferior to the big cities in America.

If this is a European city or an Oriental city, he will not be surprised, but this is Nanyang!

There are not many cars on the road at night, and we soon arrived at the Royal Conference Building.

This building, which symbolizes the power center of Kuching, is illuminated by more than a dozen searchlights around it.

There are many people on night shift inside, and the office lights are on.

Wang Benzhong drove the car to the parking lot and walked straight in with Ethan.

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