A house in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

Outside the window, there were clouds and thunder, and it seemed that a storm was coming.

However, the dark clouds were just pressing down very low, and the expected heavy rain only heard the sound of the stairs, but no one came down.

The small room was not lit, which seemed a little dark. When it was completely dark outside, the light source in the room was left with dozens of monitors.

What was monitored on the screen was the hotel where the young man in white stayed. Countless young people with headphones were busy recording the information they heard on paper, sorting and summarizing it by a dedicated person, and finally binding it into a book and put it on the table in front of Lao Wang.

Lao Wang did not look through the documents on the table. He was holding a shabby tin tea jar in his hand. He was lifting the curtains and looking at the clouds outside, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"...Old Wang..." Lao Xia came over, learning from her appearance, "Why is this CIA different from the TV? They just put the secret under everyone's eyes?"

Upon hearing this, Lao Wang frowned slightly.

indeed.

The information acquisition this time was particularly easy. The CIA did not make any deception at all. From the time of receiving this group of people, it requested the French help through unofficial channels. Then it swayed the aliens out of the sea, and also took a whole cruise ship to sail slowly towards it.

During this period, except for those incompetent (such as India, etc.) and those who dare not participate (such as Japan, South Korea, etc.), the intelligence community in various countries were almost mobilized by the news of this group of aliens... Not to mention anything else, they encountered several groups of peers when installing cameras in the target area.

The CIA did not express any dissatisfaction with the behavior of countries that almost stretched their tentacles under their noses, as if nothing had happened, allowing countries to spy on them.

At first, spies from various countries were cautiously afraid that others would discover it, but the resources of supervisors were limited, and there were only a few best angles. After a while, people looked up and saw each other, and they became semi-public in private - anyway, Americans didn't say much.

This is why the young man who followed Lao Wang said that it is easy to cause misjudgment from everyone at this time, and it will be unfair to be attacked by people at that time.

"...I watched TV. Didn't CIA have that safe house all over the world? Why didn't they hide people?" Lao Xia still said enthusiastically, without finding that Lao Wang was distracted.

"Yes, why..." Lao Wang suddenly felt that he seemed to be about to grasp the key point.

CIA has a very powerful intelligence network all over the world. From the Middle East to Europe, from Japan and South Korea to China, the surveillance networks all over the world will surround them like sharks that smell bloody.

In contrast, since the collapse of the Soviet Union, no country can compare with the United States in intelligence collection. Even if it smells an unusual smell, it is often hindsight.

Logically speaking, it is actually quite easy for CIA to hide this group of people.

So...what does it mean that they put these aliens out so openly?

"...Snowden said that Americans build monitoring networks, but what's the use of them all over the world? I can't monitor me with a landline? It's really a waste of money..." Lao Xia still said endlessly.

He is not a person in the intelligence community.

Xia Yumin, academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, deputy leader of the tide theory research group - said it was a group, but in fact there were only 4 people in total, two of whom were part-time jobs.

This time, Lao Xia came here, which he asked himself. In his words, he would study the theory ten thousand times, so it would be better to take a look. He had "fully considered" the risks of this action before coming, and said that "he would rather sacrifice his life for the strength of the motherland."

However, not long after getting off the plane, Lao Xia's mood changed just like the sky outside. A person who has been sitting in the office for the rest of his life suddenly saw a living person dying in front of him. The shock was hard to express in words.

In addition, he has been squatting in this small house these days, and Lao Xia has been suppressed. The nervousness of the guards who are not holding their guns when they sleep has also infected him. So although he always talks and hates it, Lao Wang still endures him.

"Land-in phones will also be monitored." Lao Wang casually treated Lao Xia's questions.

"I don't believe it! Can he still install eavesdropping machines from house to house?"

"No eavesdropping is needed. CIA can also hack into the civilian telephone network to directly intercept data... Even if you don't use hacking methods, send a few agents to bring machines, and electronic equipment without shielding measures within a few hundred meters will be monitored."

"This... is so advanced?" Old Xia was stunned.

"Then why do you think you need to carry out network fiber optic transformation?" Lao Wang said, while drinking a sip of tea. "The smoke of war has never dissipated. Lao Xia... It's just that ordinary people can no longer see the war in today's war."

As he said that, Lao Wang suddenly turned his head and looked at Lao Xia straight.

"What are you doing...?" Lao Xia felt a little guilty.

"Actually..." The 25-year-old figure flashed through Lao Wang's mind.

"What?"

"Forget it." Old Wang swallowed the words to his mouth again, "It's better not to listen to crazy words."

“…”

"Leader, you have to come and have a look at this."

Suddenly, a young voice interrupted the conversation between the two middle-aged men.

"Here you come."

Lao Wang forced a smile, took a deep breath, sorted out his mood and came to the next to the screen, and looked at the screen.

"Is this... the dock?" Lao Wang frowned, "What are you transporting?"

"The initial estimate is metal products, but what is not clear...but this batch was shipped from Antarctica and I have never seen this container before."

"Antarctic!? Could it be..." Lao Wang's mind was trembling.

"Not good! Something big will happen!!"

...

"Actually..." The 25-year-old figure flashed through Lao Wang's mind.

"What?"

"Forget it." Old Wang swallowed the words to his mouth again, "It's better not to listen to crazy words."

“…”

"Leader, you have to come and have a look at this."

Suddenly, a young voice interrupted the conversation between the two middle-aged men.

"Here you come."

Lao Wang forced a smile, took a deep breath, sorted out his mood and came to the next to the screen, and looked at the screen.

"Is this... the dock?" Lao Wang frowned, "What are you transporting?"

"The initial estimate is metal products, but what is not clear...but this batch was shipped from Antarctica and I have never seen this container before."

"Antarctic!? Could it be..." Lao Wang's mind was trembling.

"Not good! Something big will happen!!"
Chapter completed!