Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

On the third day, it was 1:46 in the morning and it was still dark.

With the same email notification tone as usual, Gin, who should have fallen into a deep sleep, opened his eyes in an instant.

There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, only the fighting spirit gradually spreading from his eyes.

Gin, who had already expected it, was not surprised at all when he saw that the sender was Belmode, who had disappeared for several days.

When I opened the email, there were only a few lines written inside, but the information revealed and the meaning behind it were extremely important.

To: Gin(gin wine)

Ten minutes ago, the military of Berry Country carried out secret arrests against six senior CIA officials, including the Director of the CIA, on the grounds that Odes Ackerman and other senior CIA officials were suspected of leaking national secrets and committing extremely serious treason. custody.

From Vermouth

This should be the opportunity that Whiskey has been waiting for for several days.

This idea first came to Gin's mind.

Although the email was signed by Bellmode, Gin knew very well that the things described in the email were actually written by Whiskey.

If anyone in the organization is close to the military of Berry Country, then the only one who is doing business in arms is in full swing, so that Major General Satchell, who has always been too high-minded, has to bend his back and do business with transnational criminal groups like them. .

At this critical juncture, the CIA's top brass were all taken away for investigation, and Odes Ackerman, who was originally a bit fearful of Gin, was simply kicked out.

The other party involved is the military, which has always been arrogant. This extremely neat method of removing wages from the cauldron is clearly the style of Whiskey.

I just don’t know why Whiskey wants to involve the Berry Country military this time.

A question quickly flashed through Gin's mind, and then he buried the question in his heart and stopped thinking about it.

The task is still urgent right now.

Turning his mind back to the task, Gin quit the email, then stood up and put on his coat. While picking up the sleeping Vodka from the bed, he contacted the people he had transferred to Langley one after another in the past few days. subordinates.

On the other side, Whiskey, who also received the email, didn't show any surprise on his face. After closing the lock screen on his phone, he stood up, opened the closet, and changed out of his pajamas.

Gin's guess was correct. The Berry Country's military took away six top CIA officials overnight and secretly detained them. It was indeed Whiskey's work.

This plan had already taken shape in Whiskey's mind when Major General Satchell proposed to organize the organization to deal with Dakota Garcia for him and process and recover the evidence of relevant personnel.

You know, what Satchel Richie first requested at that time was to get rid of Dakota Garcia and Odes Ackerman.

From his subsequent conversation with Toru Amuro, Whiskey could easily deduce that those two people should have obtained clues that were detrimental to Satchel.

As for whether there was conclusive evidence, Satchel Rich probably didn't confirm it at that time, otherwise he would not have made this request to them, but would have done it himself in order to avoid long nights and nightmares.

However, those clues were also very important, which greatly increased his sense of crisis. Otherwise, he would not be willing to use up the last promise that whiskey had made to him.

When Toru Amuro said that Satchel Rich could only choose one of the two targets, Whiskey had already determined that Satchel Rich would choose Dakota Ackerman.

Because when Satchel Rich said that he wanted them to kill the two people for him, he put Dakota Ackerman's name in front of Odes Ackerman.

Obviously, he has a stronger murderous intention towards the former.

However, since the two names were put together, the latter was naturally put on the waiting list by Satchel Rich.

Therefore, after Satchel Rich left, Whiskey specifically told Amuro Toru that a confidant next to Major General Satchel also needed to be dealt with.

In fact, although that confidant had some petty thoughts towards Satchel Rich, he was actually very loyal to him.

The real problem was another confidant who came with him to meet Bourbon.

When Whiskey took a look at Dakota Garcia's complicated interpersonal relationships, he specially selected three preparatory murderers who were in high positions within the FBI and had a grudge against them, and through the hands of the fourth person, he guided them step by step towards reaching the target. When Cota Garcia had a murderous intention and succeeded in committing the crime.

Whiskey has already prepared the tricks in advance in the memory card information in Dakota Garcia's hand.

Therefore, when Tooru Amuro received the order, he went to Dakota Garcia's house to retrieve the memory card containing evidence of the organization's transactions with Satchel Rich.

It contains FBI encryption and extremely detailed arms transaction information. In fact, 90% of it was added behind the scenes by Whiskey.

As for the USB flash drive, the relevant evidence about Satchel Rich’s confidants leaking secrets to Dakota Garcia was actually forged by Whiskey.

And the reason why he asked Tohru Amuro to deal with Satchel Rich's confidant and forged a series of evidence was to arouse Satchel Rich's suspicion of another confidant, as well as his suspicion of Oded. Ackerman's murderous intention.

Just imagine, when Satchel Rich discovered that Dakota Garcia, who only had some important clues in his cognition, actually had a large amount of evidence that he and transnational criminal groups were conducting private arms transactions.

And when a large part of the evidence was provided by one of his trusted confidants, would he doubt that Odes Ackerman also had tangible evidence that he didn't know about? Where is the other trustworthy confidant?

The answer, of course, is yes.

After all, compared to any important clues, real and conclusive evidence undoubtedly scares Satchel Rich more.

With a lesson learned there, he would naturally be extremely suspicious of the remaining one.

And as it happens, the remaining confidant really has a problem.

Therefore, after Satchel Rich confirmed that there was indeed something wrong with the remaining henchman, Whiskey relied on a sudden car accident tailor-made for that henchman, plus several documents that looked like the henchman was still there. Pointing evidence of future cover-up.

The success allowed Satchel Rich to transfer his anger from his confidant who died in the car accident to Odes Ackerman.

And after seeing the evidence that was forged through whiskey and was even better than the evidence obtained from Dakota Garcia, Satchel Ridge would naturally have the strongest murderous intention for Odes Ackerman. meaning.

Therefore, this is the email sent by Belmod early this morning.

As for why the Berry Country military secretly detained Odes Ackerman and several others on suspicion of leaking state secrets and committing treason, one person must be mentioned.

Mancino was a traitor who fell in love with a CIA agent. After his boyfriend died at the hands of Gin, he angrily betrayed the organization and leaked many of the organization's secrets to the CIA.

After his psychological defense was broken by whiskey, Mancino developed a hatred for the CIA's top brass under Belmode's "persuasion".

At this point, the last chess piece is in place. A witness appears who can prove that CIA executives committed treason and leaked state secrets.

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At the same time, the trio of rum, champagne, and brandy, who had entered Langley City one after another a few days ago, also invariably received emails with the same content from Belmode.

In the dark night, instructions with the smell of blood were passed from Champagne's hands through emails to the members of the direct team lurking throughout Langley.

Rum, who was staying up late to sort out intelligence, immediately called his confidant Bacardi, and his huge intelligence system began to operate silently.

The lights of the Porsche 356A turned on quietly, and under the excellent driving of Vodka, it nimbly shuttled through the streets in the dark like a ghost.

Brandy, who had fallen silent since leaving Washington, looked at the tall buildings nearby. In front of the CIA headquarters building, Camus, wearing a CIA uniform, slowly walked through the gate sentry.

Dressed in a black dress, Perrier-Jouët quietly appeared in a late-night bar in downtown Langley, carrying an unrecognizable black suitcase.

In the apartment,

Toru Amuro was awakened by three very light knocks on the door. He had been sleeping in his clothes for the past few days and immediately realized that an emergency had occurred.

Lifting up the quilt, Toru Amuro picked up the mechanical ball beside the bed with one hand, walked quickly to the bedroom door, and opened the bedroom door.

Standing outside was whiskey.

At this time, he was dressed in neat black clothes and black trousers, with a rare pair of black combat boots on his feet.

The dark red shoulder-length wolf tail was perfectly hidden under the black peaked cap. Under the brim, a pure black mask covered the lower half of his face.

It looks like he fits the image of a mysterious man who wants to do bad things from head to toe.

However, whether it was the pair of bright red eyes or the priceless ruby ​​earring on the lobe of his left ear, Toru Amuro could confirm Whiskey's identity at a glance.

Seeing Amuro reveal his voice, Whiskey handed over the black headset in his hand and whispered:

"The operation has begun. Although I can ensure that this apartment is safe, anything can happen tonight, and I can't care too much for the time being.

So, you have to be prepared to move at any time. "

Toru Amuro expressed that he had received it, then turned back to the room and changed into something unobtrusive.

After giving the instructions, when Toru Amuro turned around and went back to his room, Whiskey also turned around and walked towards the door of the apartment.

Before leaving the house, he glanced at the time and then pressed the headset switch on his ear:

"You can start over there too."

"Yes, my lord."

A familiar female voice came from across the headset.

At 2:19 in the morning, a sudden power outage occurred in the Langley Building in the center of the CIA headquarters.

The power outage lasted only a minute, and the lights returned to the Langley Building.

It seems like nothing has changed as before.

The CIA agents who stayed up late and worked overtime complained against the stingy Finance Minister, but little did they know that a group of uninvited guests had quietly sneaked into it.

At 2:30, the Langley Building experienced its second power outage.

Looking at the computer that suddenly lost power again and had a black screen, the CIA, who had not had time to save the data for the second time, suddenly cursed.

Among them, several CIA agents who used to have very good tempers scolded him the most.

Some grumpy people took out their mobile phones and planned to greet the eighteenth-generation relatives of the electromechanical person in charge of the headquarters' power and energy supply management.

The power went out twice in ten minutes. If the FBI next door knew about this, it would make them laugh from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

At this moment, an exclamation stopped the noisy movement in the house:

"Why did my cell phone suddenly lose signal!"

As soon as this statement came out, many people noticed something was wrong. They took out their mobile phones and turned them on. After seeing the bright no signal sign on the screen, they all pulled out their guns and stood up.

problem occurs.

The power control room of the CIA headquarters building,

After Kamu finished setting up a series of traps, he glanced at several CIA agents who were lying on the ground and passed out, and walked away.

Soon, the agents still staying at the CIA headquarters discovered the disappearance of the signal one after another.

But at this time, even discovering this fact will not help.

At this point in time, none of the CIA's senior officials who have the ability to control the situation are at the headquarters, and all electronic signals are currently blocked. Even if there are senior officials who can control the situation, it will be difficult to control the overall situation in a short time. .

The detectives on the same floor gathered together subconsciously. The guns in their hands were the reason why they could still maintain their composure at this moment.

However, this barely able composure could no longer be maintained when an incendiary bomb flew from a distance and exploded with a loud bang the moment it touched the wall of Langley Building.

"Tsk, it's a bit crooked."

In a dense bush, Chianti dusted the leaves on his shoulders, which may have been shaken by the sound of incendiary bombs, and looked sideways at Cohen who was beside him and eager to try again.

Cohen, who really wanted to do it again, knew that people from the CIA would soon touch this place, so he should change positions as soon as possible.

However, with Chianti's connivance, Cohen still got a second chance to practice.

The second incendiary bomb hits the red heart.

However, he had no time to appreciate the perfect strike just now. Looking at the CIA following the ballistic trajectory, Chianti quickly grabbed Cohen and started running away.

At this critical moment of escape, Cohen was still reluctant to put down his beloved personal rocket launcher, and ran all the way carrying the very eye-catching personal rocket launcher.

Become the most dazzling kid in the CIA's eyes tonight.

Chianti, who followed the most eye-catching cub on a wild run for more than ten minutes, wanted to curse, but finally endured it.

Forget it, it's important to escape, let's go back and scold him.

In addition to Chianti and Cohen, many people were tasked with creating riots and distracting and interfering with the CIA. For a time, the entire CIA headquarters was as lively as the Chinese New Year, with gunfire and gunfire one after another.

Without high-level control and command, many CIA agents were attracted by what was happening around them, and the personnel naturally dispersed.

Fewer people remain in the headquarters building.

With the help of the remaining members, Whiskey quickly infiltrated the Langley Building.