Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

In the dark corridor, Whiskey looked at him and met him on the narrow road. Even though he was dressed in black, Gin was eye-catching. He stepped forward in three steps and asked:

"Have you confirmed the location?"

"The second underground floor of the East District."

"Is the place cleared?"

"The Champagne and Vodka side has already started, and the outside clearance is expected to be completed in 20 minutes."

"Where are you?"

“It will be the home of the organization until dawn.”

"Did that matter come to fruition?"

"The tail has been captured, and I sent Yamazaki to follow. Therefore, the scene here must end quickly."

"Just send Yamazaki? Oh, if you let people go, Whiskey, you know the consequences, right?"

"If something goes wrong, I will apologize to my husband. I don't need Mr. Top Killer to remind me."

"hope so."

……

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Accompanied by the sound of gunfire outside the window, Gin and Whiskey quickly exchanged information. In the end, the two of them turned from their original serious exchange of information to mutual hostility.

Suddenly, the two of them ducked and hid on both sides of the safe passage door.

Listening to the increasingly clear footsteps, Gin and Whiskey quickly judged the number of people coming out.

Seven people,

You three and I four,

Gin made gestures, but Whiskey had no objection and returned a gesture of agreement.

Two minutes later, the two men put away their guns and walked in different directions. On the ground, seven freshly baked and still steaming corpses lay scattered around near the passage door.

After parting ways with Gin, Whiskey headed towards the CIA's archives on the ninth floor with a clear goal.

And as soon as he walked to the door, the door to the database that was originally closed suddenly opened.

With the rotation of mechanical gears, the CIA's highest-level confidential database welcomed a high-level core cadre of a transnational criminal group for the first time.

It stands to reason that when the power supply of the entire CIA building, including the backup power supply, is cut off, the titanium alloy mechanical door weighing hundreds of kilograms will become a powerful barrier to protect the database.

Because in the absence of power supply, the only way to open the door is to collect three keys scattered among the FBI's top brass.

If you want to use strong firepower to blow open the door, let alone ordinary firearms, it is impossible to do it. Even if it does blow up, the defense mechanism connected with the mechanical door will allow all people who try to enter illegally to experience it. It felt like having strong sulfuric acid poured all over my body.

At the same time, deafening sirens will ring throughout the CIA headquarters.

If you want to find another way, it is basically impossible.

The walls around the database, including the ceiling and floor, were equipped with various mechanisms when they were first built, and thick special steel plates were embedded in the walls.

Unless you blast this place with anti-aircraft missiles, you can't even think of breaking through this turtle shell.

Of course, this is also difficult to do.

People in the CIA are not blind, so how could they allow illegal criminals to bombard the CIA headquarters building with heavy firepower and heavy weapons?

If this thing really happened and word got out, not to mention the FBI would laugh from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, even fifty years later, it would still be talked about.

The sound of the mechanical door opening was loud, but no one nearby noticed what was going on here, because when Whiskey reached the ninth floor, there was no one on this floor.

As for the reason, the people of the CIA are quite confident in the defense power of the database. They believe that the database on the ninth floor will be a top-level defense like an iron wall after the power is cut off.

Even if it is broken through violently, it is absolutely impossible to obtain the important information inside.

Even if there is a power outage at the moment, this database has an independent power supply system, and all the mechanisms inside are in the most perfect state of preparation, ready to give intruders a very wonderful life experience.

At the same time, the alarm sound that resounds throughout the CIA will allow CIA agents to come over to collect the bodies of the intruders in a timely and effective manner.

Therefore, they never imagined that someone would enter this database without the key to open the mechanical door, without violent demolition, and without triggering the alarm.

After entering the door, the mechanical door behind him quickly closed again, and Whiskey was not worried at all.

Since he had a way to get in, he also had a way to get out.

It is naturally very difficult to enter this database from the outside, but it is much easier to open it from the inside.

A mechanical bee so small that it was only the size of a fingernail flew quietly in front of Whiskey, and then slowly landed on the cuff of his left hand.

In front of the monitors that cover the entire database and work 24 hours a day, Whiskey shuttles through the database with familiarity, heading towards the central storage in the center of the database with a clear goal.

Walking to the central storage, Whiskey took out a USB flash drive from his pocket. After connecting the USB flash drive to the central storage, he immediately placed his hands wearing black full-finger gloves on the keyboard in front of the central storage. .

Accompanied by a few crisp keystrokes, the voice of artificial intelligence Cyril sounded in this database belonging to the CIA.

"Copy all the information about the mysterious side recorded by the CIA."

Whiskey ordered.

As his words fell, one piece of information related to the mysterious side was accurately picked out by Xi Liuer from the trillions of huge data, and then copied to the USB flash drive that Whiskey brought.

The whole process took almost fifteen minutes.

When the last message was copied, the sound of champagne also came from the headset worn by Whiskey on his left ear:

"The outer layer of the second underground floor in the east area has been cleaned."

"receive."

"receive."

"receive."

After Champagne finished speaking, Gin, Rum, and Brandy replied one after another. Whiskey glanced at the screen that just showed that the download was completed, and also replied:

"receive."

After saying that, he did not leave immediately, but stood there and waited for 5 seconds. When the display light on the USB flash drive suddenly flashed green for two seconds, Whiskey unplugged the USB flash drive from the central storage interface.

Then he carefully placed the USB flash drive containing important data in his chest pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another U disk from his pocket that looked much more exquisite. The crow pattern on it was engraved so vividly that it was obviously a USB flash drive produced by the organization, and he put it into the interface of the central storage.

Then, there was a "crackling" keyboard tapping.

Soon, a piece of intelligence information marked as top secret was copied and pasted by him perfectly into the crow USB flash drive.

Pull out the USB flash drive, put it into the zippered pocket on your left arm, clean out a series of traces related to this behavior, and then make a final confirmation to see if there is anything in the database. Relevant evidence that could expose his existence was left behind.

As for the traces left behind when Xi Liuer was asked to retrieve and copy the relevant information on the mysterious side, they had already been completely erased by Xi Liu Er when the green light flashed for two seconds before Whiskey pulled out the USB flash drive.

The kind that can't be found no matter how much you check.

As for the full coverage in the database and the monitoring that also operates independently, Whiskey has already said hello to Xi Liuer in advance.

While Cyril searched and copied the data he wanted in the central storage, he also made advanced replacements of the video data ultimately stored in the central storage.

If someone comes to investigate the situation of the database during this period afterwards, they will only see the same surveillance images.

After finishing all this, Whiskey came to the closed mechanical door. The mechanical bee that originally stayed at Whiskey's cuff flew to the switch controller next to the mechanical door again.

This mechanical door is connected to a total of two power supply systems. One is the power supply system that maintains the operation of the entire Langley Building. The other is the power supply system that provides operation for the database alone and is built inside the database. system.

The two have nothing to do with each other and are beautiful in their own right.

Therefore, when Camus cut off the power supply to Langley Building, all electrical equipment in the database was still operating normally.

As for signal shielding, all storage devices here, including the central storage, have always been offline. When this database was first established, a signal shield was installed inside that radiated the entire database.

The purpose is to ensure the security of important documents and materials involving various confidentiality in the database.

After all, there are many people in the world who are good at hacking.

And this is one of the reasons why Whiskey came here specially.

Without a signal connection, even an advanced artificial intelligence such as Cyril cannot obtain the CIA's internally sealed confidential information.

As for the second reason, it was to obtain the CIA's undercover list in the organization for Renye Karasuma.

Of course, in front of others, this was the main reason why he went to the CIA database this time.

The mechanical door with two sets of power supply systems actually only blocked the channels from the outside under Camus's power-off operation.

With the supply of internal power energy, the whiskey inside the database only needs to press the switch controller next to the mechanical door to leave easily.

And the reason why he was able to come in easily was for the same reason.

A database without any windows can be called a fortress. When the windows are abandoned, ventilation devices will inevitably be left in the construction.

It is absolutely impossible for a person to get through a ventilation hole with a diameter of no more than two centimeters, but it would be much easier if it were a mechanical bee whose length, width and height, including wings, were no more than two centimeters.

As the switch was activated, the closed mechanical door slowly opened again.

The mechanical bee that stayed on the door switch flew to Whiskey's cuffs again when he walked out of the database.

After the door closed again, Whiskey took steps towards the main performance venue, one of the highlights of the day.

The second underground floor of the East District,

A studio filled with various mechanical parts and electronic equipment.

During the second power outage, Krzysztof Salit realized something was wrong.

In the past few days, he has been working overtime to study the decoding device secretly sent by his friend Odes.

In order to allow him to focus more on his research, Odes Ackerman also provided some support for his research while setting up a trap to confuse and mislead the black organization's investigation direction.

Although the support was of little use, Krzysztof was convinced that at least he would not let the power outages that affected his research progress happen twice in a short period of time.

Later, when he walked out of the studio door with a flashlight and took out his phone to call Oades, he discovered that the signal had disappeared.

With a bad premonition, Krzysztof immediately turned back to the studio and took out a signal amplifier and several other electronic devices with different signal frequencies.

In the end, it was discovered that his high-intensity signal amplifier was completely unable to withstand the opponent's signal jammer, and those electronic devices with different signal frequencies were all blocked, leaving no signal at all.

At this time, Krzysztof finally realized that this was a deliberate attack.

As for the other party's purpose, Krzysztof glanced at the workbench. He had removed the shell of the decoding device, revealing its internal structure. He had already dismantled half of the decoding equipment.

Then, there was the faint sound of gunfire that could be heard even from a long distance away.

Looking at the decoding equipment that had been dismantled and no longer what it was before, Krzysztof was silent for a long time and finally made up his mind.

More than half an hour later, Krzysztof, who could clearly hear the gunshots outside changing from dense to sporadic through a mechanical door, and could faintly smell the smell of blood from the tip of his nose, finally waited until several gunshots came from far to near. , the footsteps finally stopped in front of the mechanical door in front of him.

It seems that the real owner has arrived.

Krzysztof thought this, and then heard three knocks on the door.

"Hello, as the owner, we are here to retrieve a piece of equipment that was brought back from Chicago by the CIA a few months ago. Please open the door."

After hearing Champagne's extremely polite opening remarks, Gin, who was standing behind Champagne, remained silent, but with a trace of doubt in his eyes, he thought to himself:

Is Champagne finally going crazy because he couldn't bear the fact that he lost his husband's trust and had part of his power taken away by Oisette?

At this time, by saying such polite words to the CIA inside, could it be possible that he still wanted to persuade the CIA inside to open the door by himself?

Whiskey stood slightly behind the five people with a nonchalant expression. He didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard these words, he just stared at the ground quietly at his feet.

Brandy secretly glanced at Champagne, who was pretending to be polite, thought for a moment, and took two steps back.

It seems a little abnormal.

Rum, who was basically parallel to Whiskey, but a little far away to the east and west, still wore a fake face.

Hearing Champagne's unusual words, he and Brandy looked up first to confirm that the person who said this was indeed the Champagne he knew and was not someone disguised as someone else, and then made no other moves.