Hundreds of Belgian police launch more raids in a bid to find Abdeslamin, in the Brussels districts of Molenbeek, home to many of the Paris attackers, and other boroughs. Three raids were carried out in Charleroi. 21 people are detained. Police fire two shots at a car that approached them as they searched a snack bar in Molenbeek. The vehicle escapes but is stopped later in Brussels, and a wounded person inside is arrested. It is not known if the person is linked to the investigation into the Paris attacks.
According to McAfee, at 10:45 A.M, the GSU and the Coast Guard raid his property in San Pedro. They confiscate approximately $400,000 worth of property – cameras, computers, police gear purchased for donations and other items. They spend three hours ransacking every one of the buildings. McAfee claims this is the eigth search of his property since his disappearance and believes that this time they have planted something.
It is certain, in my mind that something or other was planted during this search. What it may be, I have no clue.
Keys is visited by the FBI, who show him a search warrant with 50 pages of chat transcripts. They interview him on his bed, in his pyjamas. He writes a confession for both the Cancerman emails and the LA Times defacement.
I am extremely remorseful for both actions, and am fully willing to cooperate with any agency on this or any other matters, and cooperate now and in the foreseeable future.
McAfee’s property in Orange Walk Town, Belize, is raided by the Gang Suppression Unit. A GSU press release says that he was arrested for unlicensed drug manufacturing and possession of an unlicensed weapon. During the raid, guards find a lab where antibiotics are being produced without a license. One of McAfee’s 11 dogs is shot for allegedly attacking one of the officers. In the end, all charges are dropped. McAfee later posts his account of events.
In the pre-dawn hours of April 30th of this year I woke to the sound of a bullhorn yelling un-intelligible orders. I ran naked outside and saw a military formation whose uniforms identified them as GSU, creeping slowly down my driveway. I laid down the pistol that I keep for protection and, contrary to Josh Davis’ assertion that I said “Motherf-ckers”, said nothing and went back inside. I woke Amy, the 17 year old with whom I was living, and calmly told her to get dressed – that the GSU was invading the property. Amy is a tough young woman. She said nothing, got up, got dressed and sat calmly on the edge of the bed. I put on a pair of shorts and went outside. I was immediately grabbed and shoved up against the wall of the house. A sheet of paper was produced stating that the GSU was looking for an illegal meth lab. I did not have my glasses and could not read it so the officer explained it to me.
The remainder of that day was a nightmare of the highest order. My hands were handcuffed behind my back and for 14 hours I sat in the sun without food or water while I watched my property being destroyed and taken away. At around two in the afternoon I asked a nearby officer for water and food. “Do I look like a chef to you?” was his reply. I was finally taken to Belize City and thrown in Jail. Eight hours later I was released with no charges being filed.