Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

As if he heard Gin's inner sneer at his words, after both parties were silent for two seconds, Karasuma Sonobu chuckled, indicating that what he just said was just a joke.

"If we are so unlucky that the USB flash drive and the equipment fall into the hands of the same force, let alone you and me, even if we have just come out of the solitary cell, we will have to crawl to work even if we can't get out of bed to drink champagne. .”

Whether it was Gin or Karasuma Sonobu, both of them knew that the most important thing at the moment was not the USB flash drive, but the set of equipment, or rather, the equipment together with the USB flash drive.

If the information in that USB flash drive was really important and could pose a fatal threat to the organization, then Rum would never have the patience to stay behind the scenes for two years.

And he has the courage to refuse to reveal the contents until now.

Of course, the contents were valuable to Rum at least.

Otherwise he wouldn't have gone through so much trouble.

The loss of the USB flash drive may have been an accident, it may have been a problem with the members of the Three Dragons Society who took over the goods at that time, or it may be that the subordinate who worked for Rum leaked the news.

For organizations, although this issue deserves attention, it does not take it too seriously.

After all, without professional equipment, once someone tries to open the USB flash drive, its internal positioning warning will send out its location the moment it is connected to the computer. At the same time, its internal self-destruct program will also will start.

At that time, the organization only needs to deal with relevant personnel based on positioning.

But the equipment is different, not to mention that there are only a few people in the world who can quietly take things away from under the nose of the CIA.

As for the device that looks just like an ordinary computer, even in an organization, few people can tell at a glance which one contains a special reading device among a bunch of computers.

But it happened to be such a coincidence that the CIA took away so many computer equipment from its base in Chicago, but the most special one was missing.

To say that the person behind the scenes took away the equipment unintentionally, even the devil would not believe it.

I heard that Belmod was so angry that he gnashed his teeth as soon as he heard the news.

The most important thing is that if the other party obtains the equipment, then all the confidential information stored on the special USB flash drive within the organization will be exposed.

Just talking about the missing USB flash drive this time, even if the information inside does not involve the organization's top secrets, if it makes Rum so interested, there must be important information in it.

Once the enemy knows it, it will definitely cause considerable losses to the organization.

Moreover, although the loss this time was not top secret, who knows whether it will be the next time.

Therefore, just in case, the organization has to dig out the equipment even if it means digging three feet into the ground.

If Belmode can't do it, then find someone who can. In short, it's absolutely impossible for their gentleman to leave such a huge hidden danger alone.

If the person behind the scenes is specifically targeting the organization and his power is not weak, then the day the thing is found will be the time for the crow to take revenge.

At that time, none of them would be able to stay away.

Gin had already anticipated this.

Therefore, the reason why he made this call tonight was not because Belmod asked him for help, but to test the idea of ​​whiskey.

When the call ended, it started to rain lightly in the night sky outside the window. Karasuma Sonobu glanced at the eighth incoming call, shut down the phone neatly and threw it aside.

Then he touched his mostly dry hair, got up and walked towards the bed.

A good night's sleep.

On the other end, when he heard the voice from the other end of the phone saying that the other party's phone has been turned off and please dial again later, Belmod's already ugly face became even more ugly.

She should have been proud of having obtained the power from Rum, but who would have thought that a Fluke could bring her such a big crisis.

If she doesn't do it right, she will have to hand back the power she just got.

At present, although she has found out clearly where the CIA has hidden Foluke through hidden wires, the CIA has obviously made preparations in advance and set up heavy defense lines where Foluke is being held.

It would be impossible to get rid of Fluke in a short period of time without using the CIA's hidden line.

Although Fluke does not have high authority, he came from the organization's internal training camp, and he knows a lot more than those code members who are not from within.

Moreover, Belmod originally planned to promote someone to A-level authority this year, so naturally he also revealed a lot of confidential information to him.

This is why she was so eager to rescue Fluke after he was taken away by the CIA, and even lowered her face to ask for whiskey.

Just because once Fluke falls into the hands of the CIA alive, a large number of branch strongholds and bases will be exposed to the CIA's sight.

Several of them are the organization's specialized talent training bases. Once exposed, it will have a huge impact on the organization's future supply of fresh blood.

However, Karasuma Sonobu has never been such a kind person. When he sent Hibiki out, he secretly told Hibiki to deal with the person directly.

However, perhaps seeing his purpose, Gin sent Scotland there as well.

Of course, in the end, due to the temporary deployment of additional manpower by the CIA, they had no choice but to give up rescuing Fluke and instead deal with the person directly.

This is also the reason why Karasuma Sonobu only asked her to do one thing for him even though Belmode said she owed him two favors.

At present, Fluke is alive and in the hands of the CIA. Although it is not clear at the moment what the situation is, whether he is comatose or awake. However, as long as Fluke is in the hands of the CIA for a day, Belmode will not be able to sleep peacefully.

Unless he had no choice but to do so, Belmode did not want to use the hidden thread that was deeply buried in the CIA to deal with a useless person.

Therefore, in order to ensure maximum efficiency for himself before the untimed bomb exploded, Belmod could only actively send people to search for loopholes in the defense near where Fluke was imprisoned.

While secretly making a large-scale adjustment to the entire Berry Country branch's strongholds.

As for the whereabouts of the equipment, after Belmode confirmed that the thing had disappeared silently from the hands of the CIA, he immediately reported the matter to Karasuma Renye, along with the fact that Fluke fell into the hands of the CIA. thing.

In this regard, Karasuma Renye only said one sentence calmly:

"I believe you can give me a satisfactory explanation."

Hearing this, Belmode was not comforted at all. On the contrary, she only felt chilled in her heart and her whole body was piercingly cold.

satisfy? This kind of seemingly random statement without rigid standards is the most difficult thing to do, and since the person who said this is the top leader of the organization, it is naturally even more difficult.

The lost equipment must be found, Fluke must be eliminated if it falls into the hands of the CIA, and the bases of his subordinates must be adjusted as quickly as possible.

In addition to the newly assigned branch authority in her hand, plus the fact that she had to temporarily take over the work of the Neon Intelligence Group, Belmode, who was so busy that she had no time to spare, finally realized how much it would cost to provoke Whiskey. cost.

In order not to be dragged down to death by these arduous tasks, Belmode made a decisive decision to bow his head and apologize to Whiskey.

However, after making several calls in succession, there was no movement on the other side.

She had no choice but to ask Gin, who seemed to have a better relationship with Whiskey, to help her send a message of love.

After learning the purpose of Belmod's call, Gin sneered unceremoniously, and then responded happily.

However, when he called Karasuma Sonobu, he never mentioned Belmod from the beginning to the end, let alone help her plead with Karasuma Sonobu.

Karasuma Sonobu knew that Gin's phone call at a very coincidental time probably had something to do with Belmod, but Gin didn't mention it, so he naturally pretended not to know.

This was really frustrating for Belmode. After finally waiting for Gin to finish the call, she turned off her phone immediately after calling him.

This made Belmod couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly, wondering if Gin's call had the opposite effect, or else he had just ignored it before, but now he just turned off the phone.

However, Bermod, who had been angry for a long time, thought about the endless work in her hands, Fluke's time bomb that could explode at any time, and the thunder from Renya Karasuma hanging above her head that could fall at any time. In the end, he could only swallow that anger.

Of course, after learning her lesson, she made up her mind:

From now on it would be better to walk around Whiskey.

The anger was temporarily suppressed, but Belmod's mood became even worse because of it.

However, when she later learned what happened to fellow sufferer Brandy, she felt a little better.

In a base of Mexican Pigeon,

Ever since he heard the news from Omega who was far away in Berry Country, Brandy's handsome little face fell down and everyone in the base could see it.

The aura of resentment that filled his body was like that of his favorite Hawaiian shirt that Hennessy had cut into rags and thrown into the trash.

Walking into the small room where he stayed like a wraith, Brandy's limbs were limp and he stuffed himself into the swing rocking chair.

As the rocking chair rocked gently, Brandy unbridledly exuded an aura of resentment that could be seen from ten meters away, while thinking about what to do next.

Based on the news from Omega, Belmod conducted a vigorous investigation and concluded that the equipment was not in the hands of the CIA.

As for where?

I don’t know anyway.

To be honest, Brandy didn't expect such a result.

When he learned that the equipment had indeed been confiscated by the CIA, he was ready to take action to get the equipment out of the CIA or destroy it under Belmode's lion's command.

Is the CIA kidding? I can't even see anything in the dignified headquarters. There were more than a dozen computers in the warehouse, and one was missing quietly without anyone noticing.

After a brief moment of contempt for the CIA, Brandy, like Belmode, realized the seriousness of this matter.

The reason for being able to take away the equipment so accurately was most likely to decipher the USB flash drive containing top-secret information that Rum lost when he failed to steal the chicken.

Now that it has developed to this worst point, Belmod will definitely not be able to survive it. With that woman's ability to adapt to the changing circumstances, Belmod will definitely pull him into the water.

As the logistics team that illegally sent equipment privately, my husband must have kept this in mind.

Thinking of this, the resentment in Brandy became even stronger.

Hennessy, who found no one in the office, came to this small room by a familiar route.

As soon as he entered the door, Hennessy was startled by the resentful smell on Brandy's body. If you listen carefully, you can still hear him muttering softly:

"It's over, it's over, sir, I'm sure to blame it on me now. According to the previous method of punishing Rum and Champagne, I don't know if I still have the life to see the sun tomorrow.

With my small body, if the methods used in the interrogation room were used on me, the interrogator would probably have to kneel down and beg me not to die after being hit a few times.

Why am I so unlucky? It’s really unlucky that his father opened the door for me. I’m so unlucky..."

"It's not necessarily true that you're unlucky enough to get home. Maybe you've just arrived at the door and haven't even entered yet."

Hearing Hennessy's sinister taunt, Brandy, who was muttering softly, immediately closed his mouth and blinked at Hennessy who was walking slowly.

"See, this is called bad luck."

Looking at the information handed over by Hennessy after saying this, Brandy had an inexplicable premonition. He opened the information and read through it at a glance.

Then there was a soft "pop" sound, and Brandy sat stiffly on the swing rocking chair as if struck by lightning, and the information in his hand fell straight to the ground.

"Did I get dazzled just now?

Really, I stayed up late last night for too long, and even made a typo at such a young age. It seems I won’t be able to stay up late in the future. "

Brandy asked rhetorically at first, and then seeing Hennessy's expression unchanged, she thought it was true, then patted her chest and comforted herself.

Hennessy's expression did not change when he saw Brandy's self-deception.

But then, uncharacteristically, he bent down and picked up the information on the ground, turned to that page, and then revealed the contents of the page in front of Brandy's eyes.

"Did you see clearly?"

Brandy felt like he heard a call from hell. He looked at the code written on the information carefully, then raised his head and said seriously:

"Is it a typo?"

"No."

Hennessy brutally told the truth.

Brandy suddenly looked desperate.

He took the information again and read the contents word for word. He read it several times. For Brandy, who has a super memory, this was a very unusual thing.

Finally, he leaned his head on the swing rocking chair and covered his face with the information in his hand.

After a while, a muffled voice came from underneath the information:

"You're right, I'm really unlucky now."

Hennessy unceremoniously pulled back the information that was covered with brandy on his face. He looked at the expressionless face under the information and sighed softly:

"What are you going to do next?"