As soon as Miller finished speaking, Meghan told Guardado's confession about the name Faiz and his guess. This made Miller undoubtedly a little overwhelmed, because if Meghan's guess was true, then the FBI would have to intervene immediately. If it was pressed in his hands, it would be a hot potato. At this moment, he didn't want to deal with the FBI any more.

After a long sigh, Miller said, "You want to do something immediately, right? Go to Colombia to catch this guy?"

"Yes. But I don't have enough people now. According to the confession of the person I just caught, it is not easy to deal with. So I also need someone who is familiar with it, whether it is inquiring about the news or taking specific actions, it will be of great help." Megan said.

"Okay. I understand. I'll find a way for you right away." Miller said and was about to hang up the phone. As soon as he moved the phone away from his ear, he heard Megan say again, "Can I know how long I will wait?"

"Don't be anxious." Miller said helplessly: "You can smoke a cigarette first and take a break. My solution is to help you find someone who meets your requirements, but these people are not sitting next to me now. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Okay sir. I understand." After Megan agreed, Miller hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Miller stood up and thought about it. After thinking back and forth, he thought of a guy named Carl. This man is about the same age as him and was also his colleague. A few years ago, this guy was responsible for contacting the warlords and tycoons in Colombia and organized them to deal a powerful blow to Farc. But now he quits. He works as a safety consultant in a large group, drives a famous brand car, lives in a high-end hotel, and has a high salary. Life is as comfortable as it should be. If he asks him to help, it may be good.

Thinking of this, Miller took a look at the time. Although he saw it was midnight, he quickly found the phone called Carl on the phone and pressed the number.

The phone was quickly connected, but the other party's voice seemed very surprising. He only heard the other party say, "Miller? Are you making the wrong call? Or am I dreaming?"

"Good evening. Carl." Miller asked, then said, "Don't be surprised, I did not call the wrong phone, you were not dreaming, I think you and I are very awake now."

"That's good." Carl said and said with a smile: "What? What made you call me in the middle of the night? Don't tell me what happened before that involved me, then I must hang up the phone immediately and run away."

"Hahaha." Miller smiled and said, "You are still the same as before, and you always like to joke. Don't worry, there is no case, I just want to ask you for some help."

"Business?" Carl asked.

"Yes, business affairs, if it is a private matter, I wouldn't call you so late." Miller said.

"Nothing." Carl said indifferently: "You are lucky. I just came back from abroad. The jet lag has not reversed yet, so I haven't slept at all. Let me talk about you, can I tell you on the phone?"

"Convenient. Of course, it's convenient." Miller immediately said: "Didn't you stay in Colombia before? Now we have something to do there, but it may be a bit troublesome. We wanted to find some people there to help, reliable people, so we thought of you."

"Help? Are you no one there?" Carl asked.

"We have people. But this time it was a raid arrest mission. But the place was a bit special and we didn't know the exact location, so it was more troublesome." Miller said.

Carl didn't ask what was going on, and after thinking about it, he said, "Aren't you working with Helmet Security?"

"Yes. Is there any problem?" Miller asked.

"No, it's not a problem." Carl immediately said: "If so, I recommend you a personal one from Helmet Security."

"Who? You won't tell me it's Lille, did you?" Miller said.

"Of course it's not that old guy." Carl said: "It's Lennon. Everyone calls him John. If you don't know, you can ask Lille, he must know him."

"No, no, no. I know him, I have met him. He and Lille have also come to Langley. How do you recommend him?" Miller asked.

"Because he was there when I was in Colombia," Carl said. "His lame leg was left when he was in Colombia. So you can definitely find him."

"So that's the case." Miller responded and said, "Carl, I have a question to ask you. Have you ever thought about coming back?"

"Where to go back? Langley?" Carl said, smiling as if he was extremely disdainful, "Come on. I'm very happy now. I did what I should do, and now I should enjoy life. Do you have any questions? If not, I'm going to try to sleep for a while."

"Okay. Of course. Thank you for your advice. I wish you a good dream." Miller said, then hung up the phone and pressed Lill's phone again.

About half an hour later, the phone in Megan's hand rang. The number was not a strange number, but John's. She didn't know why this guy called him at this time, and she didn't like this old fry very much, but he still picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Ms. Catherine Sono, I heard you are looking for someone familiar with Colombia?" John said with a slight smug look.

Hearing this, Megan immediately felt bad. She did not answer immediately but said seriously: "Please call me Megan, please don't call my name casually."

"Okay. Ms. Megan. I need me to do something?" John didn't mind, but just changed his words and asked again immediately.

"Who asked you to make this call?" Megan continued.

John smiled and said, "Who else can you? Of course it's my boss. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the time to get up in the middle of the night to call you."

"So, I want to know if you know Columbia?" Megan asked.

"I don't understand." John denied affirmatively: "I have only performed missions there. If you want to know about it, you'd better find this book or have a local chat."

Megan was a little dissatisfied with John's attitude, but considering the urgent matter, he just sighed and continued, "What mission were you doing then?"

"Strike Farc. Okay, say what you want me to do." John said impatiently.

"I need to go to Colombia to catch a person. The exact thing is to raid a person's camp." Megan said.

John thought for a while and said, "Where is this place? Where is it in Colombia?"

"Does El Carmen know this place?" Megan asked.
Chapter completed!