Chapter 657: Turbulence in the Red Sea (Part Ten)_2

"More importantly, they have to seize an opportunity. The carnage provides that opportunity. I suggest setting up a team to focus on investigating the massacre. If we can gather the evidence that they planned this carnage, Moscow's reputation will be utterly tarnished," Kira said, her eyes narrowed.

"If we can't obtain it, can we fabricate it? … Alright, the KGB aren't idlers, either. If discovered, the consequences would be worse." Big Beard stroked his sizable beard without saying a word, then turned and left.

Once the others had left, Kira moved towards the exit of the base. Before leaving, she said to the subordinate trailing her: "I need to get in touch with the Drug Control Bureau again. Everyone needs to be on alert. If someone calls from above, say I'm too busy to answer."

"Don't worry, Boss, we got it." The subordinate made a reassuring gesture, standing at the door, watching Kira leave.

Kira drove to the hospital and saw the female doctor from earlier. As per routine, the doctor shut all doors and windows tightly, closing the curtains. Having done this, both simultaneously asked, "What precisely is the significance of the movement in Mexico?"

After a pause, they both looked surprised, then voiced simultaneously, "You didn't do it?!"

"Of course not!" Kira responded: "Given my current position, how could I risk such behavior? I confirmed it with Lila; it's not our comrades on the West Coast either."

"That's strange, there's no news from the East Coast either." The female doctor sucked in a deep breath and said, "You should also know, guiding this kind of movement requires extensive combat experience; not many people like that within the KGB. Who could it possibly be?"

"The information I have is that even Moscow is clueless, and the CIA suspects it might be a rogue operation by a boss from a KGB division," Kira speculated with a frown.

"Who would dare?!" The female doctor exclaims, "Don't they realize the congress is only days away?"

"That's my concern. I worry this could be a trap. They might be planning to stir up trouble on the inauguration day. But the issue is, I can't perceive what they are planning on." Kira said anxiously.

"The most important thing now is to penetrate the plot. If Moscow calls to enquire what's going on, what should we say?" the female doctor asked.

"Whoever asks that is likely a spy from the CIA. We just need to be honest; we don't know who it is either." Kira rubbed her forehead, "Internal and external conflicts making things tight...yet they still manage to launch this kind of movement. I'd really like to know which bureau this talent came from?"

"Alright, stop worrying, your anxiety is about to act up." The female doctor glanced at her watch, "The 5 minutes are up. Go collect your medication, we'll see each other next time."

Kira sighed, then left. Afterwards, she visited the drug enforcement team at the Metropolitan Police Department, called Lila from the West Coast Drug Control Bureau. It wasn't until she returned to her apartment that Kira felt utterly exhausted.

Yet she knew she couldn't stop, there were too many things to investigate. She began connecting every single clue, deducing what exactly was happening, but the myriad of clues were too jumbled, like a sky full of stars, without any apparent correlation or derivation.

With this thought, Kira suddenly remembered a familiar face, someone who continually helped her resolve her perplexities with his abundant experience.

Kira picked up her phone and dialed Alfred.

It was still early, Alfred hadn't started telling bedtime stories to Aisha yet. He answered the phone, after he heard Kira's complaint, he asked perplexedly, "You mean to say, you also don't know who is behind this?"

"Yes, I suspect this is a trap. But if it's a trap, I don't think anyone within the CIA is professional enough to launch this kind of movement. Or if someone is at that caliber, then he must be our comrade."

"That's quite intriguing," Alfred spoke slowly, showing no tension, which successfully soothed Kira's anxiety, he said, "But don't you think this is a good thing?"

"If even you don't know who he is, then both the CIA and its spies planted in Moscow will be even more clueless. An unknown mastermind, isn't he the best leader?"

"As for your concern that it's a trap, it's not unreasonable, considering the CIA is always crafty and deceitful. However, if you think about it, using this movement as a trap seems too costly."

"They've really launched a movement in Mexico. No matter the aim, it's as good as starting a fire in their backyard, and no matter how stupid people in Congress are, they can't possibly be this stupid. Now, the attitudes of Congress and the top echelons of the CIA have revealed everything. They must be panicking, right?"

After Kira's turmoil had finally subsided, she thought Alfred's words made sense. Regardless, the movement has already started. If the CIA was behind it, they'd essentially be shooting themselves in the foot.