Birth of an actor
Chapter 214 I Know What You Filmed That Summer
On the highway from Baltimore, Maryland to Washington, there are several exits leading to a tightly controlled military base. From the air, this base surrounded by forests is very empty and monotonous, except for two conspicuous buildings. Outside the buildings - the distance between them far exceeds the longest range of all sniper rifles in the world, and there is no shelter - more than 90.00% of the remaining open space has been built as a parking lot.
The unobstructed view of the parking lot, even if a stray squirrel sneaked out of the forest and stood in any window of the two buildings, it could be clearly seen.In fact, because of the scarcity of ground buildings, the huge underground base first built during World War II is the core of the entire Fort Meade area.Since the time of President Truman, the headquarters of the NSA (National Security Agency) has been established here.
The "worker bees" work here, tens of meters deep underground.Every morning, he parks his car in the spacious parking lot, walks through the open space where no one is staring at him on the surface, but in fact, there may be more than a dozen pairs of eyes scanning the open space behind him, and enters the underground with his work permit. Passed through the security check, took an elevator, and arrived at the cubicle where he worked.
He calls himself a "worker bee" not only because his cubicle is exactly the same as the cubicles of hundreds of other people in this office area, but also because their work is day after day, the same, from thousands of people. Identify and identify valuable information from the rich information, and then transfer it to other departments.It is only responsible for extraction, not processing, and is still busy as a worker bee maintaining the normal operation of the hive.
Single and repetitive tasks can easily become boring, so they have to learn to have some fun for themselves.
Like right now, he's listening to a few phone calls from Miramax's office by Harvey Weinstein, the Hollywood Jewish businessman who's been giving him a lot of fun lately, as if he's spending all his time with In terms of fighting for power and intrigue, if Michael Dobbs wants to write a Hollywood version of "House of Cards", the Weinstein brothers are definitely the best candidates for the protagonist prototype.
To be honest, Harvey Weinstein wasn't on their watch list in the first place.Although the Ministry of Defense gave the NSA a budget of 520 billion US dollars this year, and they also have the ability to monitor all mobile phones in the world, but generally speaking, this "special attention" of manual monitoring is only given to a small number of people-those who have connections with the upper political and economic circles Key people involved.The vast majority of ordinary people will only be monitored and recorded when they say sensitive words many times on the phone and are caught by computer programs. The "worker bee" noticed Harvey Weinstein at first because he had a stake in William Bradley. When he found that the content of Weinstein's call was even more exciting than that of the congressman, he just searched for it. This is the reason why Miramax sold the film to Afghanistan and Iraq for release, and put the other party's name on the low-profile list.
"HolyShit! I can't believe my ears!"
It wasn't until the neighbor reached out to take off the earphones that the "worker bee" realized that his voice was too loud. A dozen people nearby all cast curious glances at him, but it was only a glance—IT men recruited by the NSA Generally have a very high enthusiasm for computers and a very low enthusiasm for interpersonal communication. Anyone who can make three or two lunch friends at the headquarters is considered a social expert.
"Don't bring in the supervisor." The neighbor warned kindly, and at the same time was a little curious: "What did you hear?"
No matter how excited and flustered the "worker bee" was, he didn't show it, but spoke a little faster than usual: "It's nothing special, just, you know, I heard another thing that the media has never reported. Something new in Hollywood."
"Is the list of Oscar winners leaked?"
"I hope so."
"I also have breaking news here. The governor and his lawyer's wife both cheated in marriage. Just wait and see. This matter will definitely be dug out by the opponent party in the general election next year." The neighbor shrugged, he was not very interested in Hollywood. interest.
The "worker bee" casually echoed a few words anyway, they don't go to vote anyway, it doesn't matter who is the governor, etc., waited for the neighbors to turn their heads and put on their earphones, and then looked around to make sure that the supervisor was not nearby, and everyone else was in their respective places. After doing everything, he quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands, began to hack the network of Miramax, and got all the records of personal mailboxes.
Thank God these lazy Hollywood guys don't have a habit of encrypting their emails, which makes his job a little easier.Soon, the "worker bee" discovered an email address that had been in frequent contact with an employee of Miramax in recent days. The IP showed that it was from San Francisco and belonged to a photographer named Michael. After reading the first two emails Finally, he was sure that this was what he was looking for.
He downloaded the attachment in the last email Michael sent to Miramax, but he didn't open it directly. His beating heart made him worry about what would happen if he saw something beyond his expectations. Before he was mentally prepared, he quickly read all the emails sent to Miramax by the San Francisco photographer named Michael.
Probably to win the trust of others, Michael described in detail how he got the photos in the email, but he gave a vague description of the reason and process of taking the photos. This is because the photographer who took the photos was not Michael, but It was his uncle——Michael's uncle was a wealthy artist who lived a low-key life and loved photography. He died in a sudden car accident last year. He died without a will, so his estate was divided equally among the remaining relatives. , because Michael also loves photography, he got many photographic works of his uncle during his lifetime.
Two months ago, Michael found some photos in a box. He didn't pay much attention to them at first, both because his uncle took too many photos of this type, and because he didn't recognize the subject of the photos at first, But these photos are so artistically taken that they can be called the pinnacle works, so Michael often takes them out to appreciate—you can imagine how shocked he was when he suddenly realized at a certain moment——the picture after recognizing the protagonist of the photo For a long time, Michael maintained a high degree of curiosity and excitement. He didn't know how his uncle and the superstar had a relationship and took photos when the other was not famous, but these photographs It is precious both in terms of rarity and artistry.
Then one day, Michael, who was drunk, showed off on the Internet, which attracted the attention of Bob Weinstein’s subordinates. The other party used aggressive methods to buy a photo, and was about to persuade Michael to sell the rest of the photos.
The "worker bee" double-clicked the attachment to open it, ready to personally judge the authenticity of the photo, not bragging, any synthetic photos processed by the computer could not escape his eyes.
The moment the photos filled the screen, the "worker bee"'s brain stopped running, her heartbeat missed a beat, and blood quickly spread from her chest to her ears. Within a few seconds, she had turned into a big bright tomato.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen something on a larger scale—who hadn't been through puberty with a brother or a friend with a stack of Playboy magazines hidden under their bed?What's more, the San Fernando Valley, the world's largest porn factory, is located in North America—just, from this black and white photo with a minimalist composition, he felt a powerful temptation that no pornographic image had ever given.
Not the thrilling kind—no, he didn't have a physical reaction—but dazzled, like being shot in the heart by Cupid's arrow.This kind of suffocating high-end sexiness is like the photos of legendary superstars handed down from the silent film era. Just a black and white profile photo can make people fascinated and intoxicated for a long time.
The "worker bee" has studied painting for several years and knows how to appreciate it. He can capture the exquisite artistry in the photos.From an art critic's point of view, he doesn't think it's going to create a scandal—it could be the grand finale of an art auction—but from what he's learned about the Weinstein brothers over the phone, he's pretty sure. The other party is good at making a big deal out of a molehill, and is also very capable of using a little bit of handle to create a huge scandal.Hollywood is too good for the Weinstein brothers, they should run for president.
The photo has no trace of modification, and the profile of the profile is indeed highly similar. The "worker bee" traced Michael's real name and address through his IP. All the information and the description in the other party's email are correct, including the one who died in a car accident. Rich artist uncle.So this matter is [-]% true, and Miramax has really caught a big news.
Suddenly, the computer prompts a new incoming call, one of which is Harvey Weinstein. The "worker bee" hesitated for a moment, but still disconnected another boring call and switched to a new call.
Michael appeared to be on the other end of the call, and they were discussing the photo, with Weinstein offering a hefty price—perhaps as much as a worker bee’s salary for several years—but the greedy photographer still seemed dissatisfied , he mentioned that if he disclosed this unique and precious collection in the world at the commemorative photography exhibition held for his uncle, it would immediately cause a sensation all over the world, and these photos would not be traded privately, they would be sent to Sotheby’s The auction house can probably fetch a sky-high price.Weinstein probably really wanted these photos. After hesitating for a while, he offered to fly to New York to see the rest of the photos with his own eyes, and promised to give Michael a satisfactory price.
This is not the most insider phone call that "Worker Bee" has ever heard, but it is the one that makes his stomach feel the most uncomfortable. The long-lost ethics and morality suddenly popped up and began to tear his reason, forcing him to do something.
This should not happen.To be honest, people who firmly believe in freedom and democracy will not do this job. Most of the people who work in this department are "Geek" or "Nerd" with strong professionalism and pure emotion. NSA's simple patriotic courses can Satisfying them—"It is worth sacrificing some civil liberties and privacy in order to protect national security and prevent a repeat of 911/[-]"—keeps them from getting entangled in ethics over privacy violations.
For the past few months, the worker bee has used this reason to work rationally and even optimistically, but now his peace of mind has been shaken a little-he has a strong feeling for William Bradley. The kind of goodwill that can affect his personal intentions.
Incidentally, there is nothing romantic about this affection. John Nash in "A Beautiful Mind" reminded him of one of his life mentors, a scholar who had suffered from schizophrenia for more than ten years. William Bradley anonymously donates regularly to the New York City Fire Protection Foundation and the 911/911 Victims and Missing Families Mutual Aid - the disaster brought by [-]/[-] is not just the thousands of people who died on the day the World Trade Center collapsed. In fact, the poisonous The dust continued to permeate the area for several months. Many volunteers were later found to be suffering from respiratory diseases. The first firefighters, police and emergency personnel who arrived on the scene were even worse. Some of them had been diagnosed with cancer— —William Bradley's donation will pay bills for volunteers without health insurance or help pay off mortgages for families of deceased firefighters.
The "worker bee" felt his entire stomach was burning, and the burning sensation rose all the way.He was a New Yorker, and since William had helped the selfless civilian heroes in his heart, he wanted to help him.At least a good person can't be despicably calculated without resistance.
Once he chooses to obey his inner ethics instead of rigid work rules, technology will not become a problem-"worker bee" knows himself, he is not an honest and well-behaved boy, the reason why he works in the NSA is because of his love for the Stars and Stripes. It occupies a very small part, and the bigger reason is that only by working for the US national security department, can he use the world's top computer technology unscrupulously without worrying about being broken into by the FBI because of breaking the law .
As far as "Worker Bee" knows, many of his colleagues also joined the NSA for the same reason, because compared to the group of programmers in Silicon Valley, they are always itchy, as long as their hands are still on the keyboard I can't help but want to break into something or destroy something.
The only problem is, he can't be found.If it is discovered, it will not be simply dismissed. NSA has never treated employees who make mistakes kindly, and he is likely to be sent to the North Pole.
But it doesn't matter, the "worker bee" hacked into the mailbox again without much effort, and sent a copy of the emails between Miramax and the photographer Michael to William Bradley's private mailbox in encrypted form. ——Of course not an email address obtained through any formal means, but this is all he can get. Willot’s firewall is better than other Hollywood companies. It’s not at 01:30, and it’s equal to the level of a top technology company in Silicon Valley Yes—by the way, he informed the other party of Michael's contact information, and then cleaned up all traces of his intrusion.
In the end, he hoped that no one at the NSA would be curious enough to monitor the data flowing through the servers.If there is, it's not something that can be solved by asking the security center technician for a cup of coffee.
……
"You really don't know who sent it to you?"
"I have answered you dozens of times, Amon, I really don't know who he or she is."
"Then these emails—"
"Probably trying to help me?"
"Will, when you just finished the Academy nomination lunch an hour ago and asked me to come over in a tense tone that aliens were about to invade the earth, the worst situation I could think of was a serious social incident , but, in fact... the whole thing is a little bit beyond my comprehension now, or are there really so many coincidences in the world?" For the first time in several years, Amon Goffman revealed so many emotions in the On the face, shock, worry, doubt, anger, concern. "Ten years ago you were abducted by a porn artist to take a set of photos that would be on the cover of adult magazines. For the next ten years, although you were already famous, the photos were never released. Then the artist died Well, his nephew found the photo and decided to sell it to the Weinstein brothers. Finally, before this incident that could destroy half your career as an actor, a well-meaning Robin Hood hacked Weinstein's computer and exposed all the conspiracy Before our eyes—Jesus Christ, this is a third-rate screenplay story.”
"Art comes from life, and life is often bloodier than art. When I saw the email, I was no less surprised than you."
"How much I miss you telling me it's not real, and that the person in this Penthouse photo isn't a younger version of you."
"But it's true. I'm sorry, Ami."
"You don't have to apologize, Will, were you 16 at the time? Whether it was 15 or 16, you were underage when the photo was taken. Sorry for the disrespect to the deceased, but the artist abducted you, and I don't think you were I don't know what I'm doing."
William held his breath. "Actually, there was no abduction, I did it voluntarily." He said dryly, "And I know exactly why I took this set of photos."
"for what?"
"For the money. What else could it be?" said William wryly.
Amon Goffman heard a howl in his throat, like the scream of some animal before it was strangled.He couldn't believe he was making such an unseemly sound. "You hadn't met me then."
"Obviously." William sighed: "If you found me in advance, you can avoid this from happening. At that time, I was very short of money, and I was only one step away from being on the street with my luggage. , that payment was a lifesaver for me. And you, Amy, are clearly not the type of philanthropist who would lend a fortune to a little unknown actor you just met - and, stop speculating more, I can I hear that roaring in your head. It's just this one deal, nothing else, and you don't have to worry about another ticking time bomb popping up in a few years."
After a pause, William added with a sense of humor: "I didn't go to the San Fernando Valley to shoot XXX movies either."
Amon Goffman didn't understand William's humor. In fact, the statement almost overwhelmed the Jewish agent: "...God, don't use that tone! I would think you were talking ironic!"
Amon Goffman paced the room until he seemed to relax a bit, then he took out his mobile phone to make a call, halfway through the number he glanced at William thoughtfully, indicating that he wanted to borrow the computer, After obtaining William's consent, another email was sent using an encrypted mailbox. "I know several very reliable private investigators. We have to check on this Michael, his kinship, financial situation, and all his activities in the past two weeks." He explained this way, and then he was rarely optimistic: " Now, we should have plenty of time to talk about what really happened ten years ago, the photo thing should not worry too much for the time being, this good Robin Hood - God knows who is one of your faithful undercover in the Weinstein Brothers Movie fans, or some sweetheart hacker who hacked their mailboxes and did good things every day—whoever it is, he should be very concerned about this matter. If Weinstein wants to make a deal with Michael within today, he should tell our."
William knew he couldn't escape this.One thing he'd learned a long time ago was not to hide something from his agent, especially when Amon Goffman was pretty sure he was hiding something.
"As you guessed, this happened almost ten years ago. God, if it wasn't for this email, I would have almost forgotten about it." William scratched his hair, remembering frank. “Back then, Madeleine and I were having a hard time. The house and car were repossessed, there was no money in the bank, and we had nothing of value to sell. We moved from New York to Santa Monica and wanted to start over, Ma. Deline found a job that pays the rent, it started off fine, we didn't make much, life was tough, but things were going well...but life on the west coast wasn't that great adapted."
"what happened?"
"There was an illness." As William began to recall, more and more details came flooding in.
William began to tell.Madeleine's body was often unwell in New York. When they moved from the East Coast to the West Coast, the sudden change of climate and diet, and possibly a lot of work, made Madeleine's stomach problems worse.After twice witnessing her throwing up everything within five minutes of eating and once being unable to sleep with pain in the middle of the night, he found out that the free prescriptions queued at the public hospital were no longer working.
Madeleine needed better hospitals, better doctors, even hospitalization, but they couldn't afford health insurance at the time.Without insurance, Madeleine's monthly income is only enough to pay for one day's hospitalization, and the medical bills will make them completely bankrupt.But if there is no treatment, if it continues to be delayed, one day William will be woken up by Madeleine's painful moans in the middle of the night, and then he will have to send her to the emergency operating room in a panic.To make matters worse, their rent for that month has not yet been paid.
So William decided that he could go to the new school without being so anxious. He went through the suspension procedures, and then secretly washed dishes in a restaurant opened by a Turk to earn money-at that time he was too young, and he was still in Santa Monica. I couldn’t find a way to get a fake driver’s license, and only a few restaurants dared to use it—in a few weeks, a waiter in the restaurant happened to resign, and he applied for another part-time job. Going out to work a few hours, and that's when the artist spotted him.
William can't remember the artist's face clearly now, he only recalls a middle-aged man with good manners and artistic temperament. On the third day, William found that he came for him. Not only because the artist came too frequently, sometimes even at noon and night every day, but also because his eyes were firmly glued to William every time he appeared, beckoning William several times to order food,
"Damn it's up to you!" the Jewish agent almost snarled, looking as if he hadn't bothered to control the volume.
"Relax, Ami. Take a deep breath and relax. I assure you that none of the bad things in your head have happened." William quickly reassured: "To be honest, I also wanted to go wrong at the beginning, so in his fifth When I put down more than three times the tip the next day, I declined the money and told him that I didn't want to find myself a 'SugarDaddy'." When he was talking about this, William even smiled, "This sentence made him Shocked, I remember him jumping up from the table? And then re-emphasized that he had no intention of asking me to the hotel because he didn't want to go to jail for having sex with minors, he kept coming The restaurant was just looking for an opportunity to ask me for a photoshoot." And since William was really short on money at the time, they hit it off.
Hearing these words, Amon Goffman finally seemed calmer, although there was still disgust in his eyes: "He may just not want to commit a crime, but in my opinion, he is still not a moral person, Because the subject matter of the photo is clearly ... provocative."
William couldn't argue with that.
And the description of the agent as "provocative" is an understatement. William still remembers every gesture he was asked to perform. He was so embarrassed and embarrassed that he flushed all over his body. .He still remembers that when the shoot was over, the artist was so excited that he nearly passed out, he called him "the forbidden fruit", which made him feel sick, so he left the address and left in a hurry.
A week later, a check was mailed to the family, and the above figures covered their rent for two months. With the money they had saved, Madeleine was finally able to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.And this shooting also made William realize that he has a charming appearance in the eyes of others, and he has a little expressiveness in front of the camera, so he quit his job in the restaurant not long after, and began to learn to be a model or a crowd actor.
It's better to earn more than washing dishes, he thought at the time.And that's where it all started.
"Very touching story, and I must say I was moved. Maybe we could use it on the Oprah show - but it would only be a last resort after the photo came out. On the bright side, even if you It has touched most people, but there will still be a small number of people who will hold on to the fact that you are underage and accuse you morally. This is what we want to avoid most now." Amon Goffman began to actively think of countermeasures : "Let's see if the private detective can find out about that guy named Michael. If there is a clue, this matter will be much easier to handle. If not, we should beware of his two-sided price increase. In case Harvey Weinstein finds out we I know, he'll be the first to—"
"I'll fix it."
William turned his head in shock, and saw a head of hair as soft as gold.
Oops.How long has Lance been standing there?
……
A week passed and everything was uneventful.
While waiting for the elevator, the "worker bee" couldn't help thinking about his new discovery.
There is no sign of bombing in the media, nor on the Internet.
Reminiscent of a yelling phone call that was monitored two days ago, one of the callers was Harvey Weinstein.
"No deal! No photo! What kind of photo, I was lying to you before, but you foolishly believed it-you said the one in the email? Oh, it was computer-generated." Another person on the phone with Weinstein A person's tone was as stiff as ice, as if someone was holding a gun and forcing him by the side, but his attitude was very firm, "You don't think so, what does that have to do with me. I don't know that my uncle shoots What works, he is already dead, you go to the grave and ask him." Then there was a clean hang up.
Apparently, Harvey Weinstein was going to be pissed off, and he went into a mania before he hung up the phone, which included smashing what appeared to be a glass vase against the wall, kicking over a chair, and complaining to the public relations department. People yelling at them to stop planning because nothing makes sense without the pictures, and asking Bob Weinstein what the hell the photographer is.
In the end, the Weinstein brothers guessed and determined that the photographer must have found William Bradley again for a higher price, and then they were bribed to keep it quiet, and maybe even signed a non-disclosure agreement, so they began a three-month long 10 minutes of swearing - the "worker bees" didn't know that there are so many tricks to swear in English and Hebrew.
In short, the "worker bee" hid behind the screen and laughed - it seems that the email he sent really worked, and William Bradley managed to dismantle the time bomb - who would have thought that he was behind the scenes? How did all this happen?He is the Hand of God that no one expected.
The elevator came, and everyone seemed to be stepping on this point to go to work. As soon as the elevator door opened, the "worker bees" were surrounded by the crowd and rushed in, and unfortunately they were squeezed to the last floor.
No, maybe not unfortunately, but too lucky.
Liz from the technical department stood beside him.
The red-haired, bust-wearing Liz was unanimously voted the most desirable date by the other men in the technical department.Just stand by his side.Also, his upper arm was about to brush her breasts.
The thin oxygen in the elevator and the stimulation at close range made the "worker bee" almost unable to breathe. In order to alleviate this symptom, he carefully put his arms away and began to read the magazines he bought while running in the morning.
"Is that "Blood Love"?"
The "worker bee" turned its head left and right, and finally looked at Liz, only to find that she was staring at her... the magazine in her hand.oh.Another unexpected thing, Liz was talking to him.
His silence was misinterpreted by Liz: "The still photo on the cover, the second part of the "Blood Together" series, should be called "The Kingdom of Eternal Life". You don't know? I thought you knew."
"Worker Bee" glanced at the magazine. The newly bought "New Yorker" obviously chose the most popular on-screen couple as the cover.The cover poster shows William Brandley and Natalie Portman gazing affectionately at each other, the former pale and the latter rosy, but they both look stunning.He also noted in particular that the print quality of the magazine was good, without casting a cast of color on Bradley's eyes.
He knew about the movie "The Kingdom of Eternal Life".In fact, even those who don’t pay attention to movies and entertainment know the most sensational headline this week—the premiere of the second part of the "Blood Together" series. Half of the Hollywood superstars went to the premiere and murdered the scene All the films, and all the media headlines the next day.Stars such as Leonardo DiCaprio, Tobey Maguire, and Drew Barrymore even supported William Bradley in the Oscar race, and they have always been cautious in front of the camera. Ben Affleck also admitted that although he admires Sean Penn, he still has to support his friends.
Not to mention the Super Bowl final twelve days ago, probably more than 1 million viewers watched the 30-second trailer of the movie, and the reaction on the Internet exploded the next day.
For "Worker Bee", he has heard the name of the movie on the phone every day for more than a week, so he is no stranger.
"Of course I know about the movie, and it also has Hugo Weaving and Dwayne Johnson in it. Leonardo DiCaprio is also back for a cameo." To make sure his words are credible, he added A line of data I heard on the phone: "The North American premiere box office is 7130 million, which is only 5.5% lower than the previous one, but the overseas box office has increased by about 9%."
"Wow." Liz said with interest in her voice that couldn't be ignored: "You liked it too? I didn't know men, especially the men who work here would like to see this movie. It's awesome, really , I love this series, both movies and novels, maybe we can talk about it together."
"Worker Bee" actually doesn't like "Blood Together", no, or it's more accurate to say that he hasn't watched the first movie at all - although he heard and saw a lot of news - and he doesn't understand why there are so many Women will go crazy for it.
But obviously, Liz is also one of these women.He considered lying for a while, but he didn't think that he could deceive Liz by lying, because if the other party wanted to discuss with him some topics such as the plot of the character, he would definitely reveal the truth.
But he knew how to answer more subtly: "I'm Will's fan."
"What a coincidence, me too!" The elevator stopped, and Liz's office is on this floor, but she didn't go out immediately, but flashed her long eyelashes, and said seemingly unintentionally: "But I Haven't seen the movie yet, although it's been three days since it was released, but it's weird to go to the cinema alone to watch a romantic movie."
She's implying that she doesn't have a date. The "worker bee" immediately thought of it, and then only took 0.01 second to think, and then made an invitation.
Ten seconds later, when the elevator stopped at the "worker bee" floor and he walked out the door, he still had a dreamy expression of disbelief on his face.
Not only did Liz agree, but she winked at him as she left.That's definitely a sign of interest in him.
The technical department, no, not just the technical department, Liz, whom half of the men in the building wanted to date, was invited by him. He might have just been blessed by an angel this morning.
When she sat down in her cubicle, the "worker bee" still had an unconcealable smirk on her face.
"So happy?" The neighbor next to him glanced at this side, then turned back: "Oh, did you receive a letter from home?"
Letter from home? Only then did the "worker bee" notice that there was an envelope on her desk.An unremarkable envelope that looks indistinguishable from any other letter in the mailbox. About 80% of American households choose this envelope to write to other people.However, the fact that the envelope is sealed with wax is quite unusual.
"Maybe my niece drew something interesting again." He replied casually.
Instead of the latest painting by the worker bee's seven-year-old niece, what poured out of the envelope was a check and a piece of letter paper that smelled of cologne.
On the paper ticket was written a string of numbers that he could directly buy the apartment he was renting, and a pretty familiar signature. There was only one sentence on the letter paper: "Thank you for what you did."
He spent a lot of effort, carefully opened the envelope with a manual knife, checked it against various bright and dark lights, and applied some color developing potion, but except for finding a piece of gold that fell accidentally in the sealing wax, it seemed Nothing but hair.It seems that the person who sent him the letter just wanted to express his gratitude, and did not intend to pass any secret.
The dollar is attractive and the message is kind, but the "worker bees" only feel a chill.
Maybe he should consider accepting Google's offer, NSA is no longer safe
The unobstructed view of the parking lot, even if a stray squirrel sneaked out of the forest and stood in any window of the two buildings, it could be clearly seen.In fact, because of the scarcity of ground buildings, the huge underground base first built during World War II is the core of the entire Fort Meade area.Since the time of President Truman, the headquarters of the NSA (National Security Agency) has been established here.
The "worker bees" work here, tens of meters deep underground.Every morning, he parks his car in the spacious parking lot, walks through the open space where no one is staring at him on the surface, but in fact, there may be more than a dozen pairs of eyes scanning the open space behind him, and enters the underground with his work permit. Passed through the security check, took an elevator, and arrived at the cubicle where he worked.
He calls himself a "worker bee" not only because his cubicle is exactly the same as the cubicles of hundreds of other people in this office area, but also because their work is day after day, the same, from thousands of people. Identify and identify valuable information from the rich information, and then transfer it to other departments.It is only responsible for extraction, not processing, and is still busy as a worker bee maintaining the normal operation of the hive.
Single and repetitive tasks can easily become boring, so they have to learn to have some fun for themselves.
Like right now, he's listening to a few phone calls from Miramax's office by Harvey Weinstein, the Hollywood Jewish businessman who's been giving him a lot of fun lately, as if he's spending all his time with In terms of fighting for power and intrigue, if Michael Dobbs wants to write a Hollywood version of "House of Cards", the Weinstein brothers are definitely the best candidates for the protagonist prototype.
To be honest, Harvey Weinstein wasn't on their watch list in the first place.Although the Ministry of Defense gave the NSA a budget of 520 billion US dollars this year, and they also have the ability to monitor all mobile phones in the world, but generally speaking, this "special attention" of manual monitoring is only given to a small number of people-those who have connections with the upper political and economic circles Key people involved.The vast majority of ordinary people will only be monitored and recorded when they say sensitive words many times on the phone and are caught by computer programs. The "worker bee" noticed Harvey Weinstein at first because he had a stake in William Bradley. When he found that the content of Weinstein's call was even more exciting than that of the congressman, he just searched for it. This is the reason why Miramax sold the film to Afghanistan and Iraq for release, and put the other party's name on the low-profile list.
"HolyShit! I can't believe my ears!"
It wasn't until the neighbor reached out to take off the earphones that the "worker bee" realized that his voice was too loud. A dozen people nearby all cast curious glances at him, but it was only a glance—IT men recruited by the NSA Generally have a very high enthusiasm for computers and a very low enthusiasm for interpersonal communication. Anyone who can make three or two lunch friends at the headquarters is considered a social expert.
"Don't bring in the supervisor." The neighbor warned kindly, and at the same time was a little curious: "What did you hear?"
No matter how excited and flustered the "worker bee" was, he didn't show it, but spoke a little faster than usual: "It's nothing special, just, you know, I heard another thing that the media has never reported. Something new in Hollywood."
"Is the list of Oscar winners leaked?"
"I hope so."
"I also have breaking news here. The governor and his lawyer's wife both cheated in marriage. Just wait and see. This matter will definitely be dug out by the opponent party in the general election next year." The neighbor shrugged, he was not very interested in Hollywood. interest.
The "worker bee" casually echoed a few words anyway, they don't go to vote anyway, it doesn't matter who is the governor, etc., waited for the neighbors to turn their heads and put on their earphones, and then looked around to make sure that the supervisor was not nearby, and everyone else was in their respective places. After doing everything, he quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands, began to hack the network of Miramax, and got all the records of personal mailboxes.
Thank God these lazy Hollywood guys don't have a habit of encrypting their emails, which makes his job a little easier.Soon, the "worker bee" discovered an email address that had been in frequent contact with an employee of Miramax in recent days. The IP showed that it was from San Francisco and belonged to a photographer named Michael. After reading the first two emails Finally, he was sure that this was what he was looking for.
He downloaded the attachment in the last email Michael sent to Miramax, but he didn't open it directly. His beating heart made him worry about what would happen if he saw something beyond his expectations. Before he was mentally prepared, he quickly read all the emails sent to Miramax by the San Francisco photographer named Michael.
Probably to win the trust of others, Michael described in detail how he got the photos in the email, but he gave a vague description of the reason and process of taking the photos. This is because the photographer who took the photos was not Michael, but It was his uncle——Michael's uncle was a wealthy artist who lived a low-key life and loved photography. He died in a sudden car accident last year. He died without a will, so his estate was divided equally among the remaining relatives. , because Michael also loves photography, he got many photographic works of his uncle during his lifetime.
Two months ago, Michael found some photos in a box. He didn't pay much attention to them at first, both because his uncle took too many photos of this type, and because he didn't recognize the subject of the photos at first, But these photos are so artistically taken that they can be called the pinnacle works, so Michael often takes them out to appreciate—you can imagine how shocked he was when he suddenly realized at a certain moment——the picture after recognizing the protagonist of the photo For a long time, Michael maintained a high degree of curiosity and excitement. He didn't know how his uncle and the superstar had a relationship and took photos when the other was not famous, but these photographs It is precious both in terms of rarity and artistry.
Then one day, Michael, who was drunk, showed off on the Internet, which attracted the attention of Bob Weinstein’s subordinates. The other party used aggressive methods to buy a photo, and was about to persuade Michael to sell the rest of the photos.
The "worker bee" double-clicked the attachment to open it, ready to personally judge the authenticity of the photo, not bragging, any synthetic photos processed by the computer could not escape his eyes.
The moment the photos filled the screen, the "worker bee"'s brain stopped running, her heartbeat missed a beat, and blood quickly spread from her chest to her ears. Within a few seconds, she had turned into a big bright tomato.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen something on a larger scale—who hadn't been through puberty with a brother or a friend with a stack of Playboy magazines hidden under their bed?What's more, the San Fernando Valley, the world's largest porn factory, is located in North America—just, from this black and white photo with a minimalist composition, he felt a powerful temptation that no pornographic image had ever given.
Not the thrilling kind—no, he didn't have a physical reaction—but dazzled, like being shot in the heart by Cupid's arrow.This kind of suffocating high-end sexiness is like the photos of legendary superstars handed down from the silent film era. Just a black and white profile photo can make people fascinated and intoxicated for a long time.
The "worker bee" has studied painting for several years and knows how to appreciate it. He can capture the exquisite artistry in the photos.From an art critic's point of view, he doesn't think it's going to create a scandal—it could be the grand finale of an art auction—but from what he's learned about the Weinstein brothers over the phone, he's pretty sure. The other party is good at making a big deal out of a molehill, and is also very capable of using a little bit of handle to create a huge scandal.Hollywood is too good for the Weinstein brothers, they should run for president.
The photo has no trace of modification, and the profile of the profile is indeed highly similar. The "worker bee" traced Michael's real name and address through his IP. All the information and the description in the other party's email are correct, including the one who died in a car accident. Rich artist uncle.So this matter is [-]% true, and Miramax has really caught a big news.
Suddenly, the computer prompts a new incoming call, one of which is Harvey Weinstein. The "worker bee" hesitated for a moment, but still disconnected another boring call and switched to a new call.
Michael appeared to be on the other end of the call, and they were discussing the photo, with Weinstein offering a hefty price—perhaps as much as a worker bee’s salary for several years—but the greedy photographer still seemed dissatisfied , he mentioned that if he disclosed this unique and precious collection in the world at the commemorative photography exhibition held for his uncle, it would immediately cause a sensation all over the world, and these photos would not be traded privately, they would be sent to Sotheby’s The auction house can probably fetch a sky-high price.Weinstein probably really wanted these photos. After hesitating for a while, he offered to fly to New York to see the rest of the photos with his own eyes, and promised to give Michael a satisfactory price.
This is not the most insider phone call that "Worker Bee" has ever heard, but it is the one that makes his stomach feel the most uncomfortable. The long-lost ethics and morality suddenly popped up and began to tear his reason, forcing him to do something.
This should not happen.To be honest, people who firmly believe in freedom and democracy will not do this job. Most of the people who work in this department are "Geek" or "Nerd" with strong professionalism and pure emotion. NSA's simple patriotic courses can Satisfying them—"It is worth sacrificing some civil liberties and privacy in order to protect national security and prevent a repeat of 911/[-]"—keeps them from getting entangled in ethics over privacy violations.
For the past few months, the worker bee has used this reason to work rationally and even optimistically, but now his peace of mind has been shaken a little-he has a strong feeling for William Bradley. The kind of goodwill that can affect his personal intentions.
Incidentally, there is nothing romantic about this affection. John Nash in "A Beautiful Mind" reminded him of one of his life mentors, a scholar who had suffered from schizophrenia for more than ten years. William Bradley anonymously donates regularly to the New York City Fire Protection Foundation and the 911/911 Victims and Missing Families Mutual Aid - the disaster brought by [-]/[-] is not just the thousands of people who died on the day the World Trade Center collapsed. In fact, the poisonous The dust continued to permeate the area for several months. Many volunteers were later found to be suffering from respiratory diseases. The first firefighters, police and emergency personnel who arrived on the scene were even worse. Some of them had been diagnosed with cancer— —William Bradley's donation will pay bills for volunteers without health insurance or help pay off mortgages for families of deceased firefighters.
The "worker bee" felt his entire stomach was burning, and the burning sensation rose all the way.He was a New Yorker, and since William had helped the selfless civilian heroes in his heart, he wanted to help him.At least a good person can't be despicably calculated without resistance.
Once he chooses to obey his inner ethics instead of rigid work rules, technology will not become a problem-"worker bee" knows himself, he is not an honest and well-behaved boy, the reason why he works in the NSA is because of his love for the Stars and Stripes. It occupies a very small part, and the bigger reason is that only by working for the US national security department, can he use the world's top computer technology unscrupulously without worrying about being broken into by the FBI because of breaking the law .
As far as "Worker Bee" knows, many of his colleagues also joined the NSA for the same reason, because compared to the group of programmers in Silicon Valley, they are always itchy, as long as their hands are still on the keyboard I can't help but want to break into something or destroy something.
The only problem is, he can't be found.If it is discovered, it will not be simply dismissed. NSA has never treated employees who make mistakes kindly, and he is likely to be sent to the North Pole.
But it doesn't matter, the "worker bee" hacked into the mailbox again without much effort, and sent a copy of the emails between Miramax and the photographer Michael to William Bradley's private mailbox in encrypted form. ——Of course not an email address obtained through any formal means, but this is all he can get. Willot’s firewall is better than other Hollywood companies. It’s not at 01:30, and it’s equal to the level of a top technology company in Silicon Valley Yes—by the way, he informed the other party of Michael's contact information, and then cleaned up all traces of his intrusion.
In the end, he hoped that no one at the NSA would be curious enough to monitor the data flowing through the servers.If there is, it's not something that can be solved by asking the security center technician for a cup of coffee.
……
"You really don't know who sent it to you?"
"I have answered you dozens of times, Amon, I really don't know who he or she is."
"Then these emails—"
"Probably trying to help me?"
"Will, when you just finished the Academy nomination lunch an hour ago and asked me to come over in a tense tone that aliens were about to invade the earth, the worst situation I could think of was a serious social incident , but, in fact... the whole thing is a little bit beyond my comprehension now, or are there really so many coincidences in the world?" For the first time in several years, Amon Goffman revealed so many emotions in the On the face, shock, worry, doubt, anger, concern. "Ten years ago you were abducted by a porn artist to take a set of photos that would be on the cover of adult magazines. For the next ten years, although you were already famous, the photos were never released. Then the artist died Well, his nephew found the photo and decided to sell it to the Weinstein brothers. Finally, before this incident that could destroy half your career as an actor, a well-meaning Robin Hood hacked Weinstein's computer and exposed all the conspiracy Before our eyes—Jesus Christ, this is a third-rate screenplay story.”
"Art comes from life, and life is often bloodier than art. When I saw the email, I was no less surprised than you."
"How much I miss you telling me it's not real, and that the person in this Penthouse photo isn't a younger version of you."
"But it's true. I'm sorry, Ami."
"You don't have to apologize, Will, were you 16 at the time? Whether it was 15 or 16, you were underage when the photo was taken. Sorry for the disrespect to the deceased, but the artist abducted you, and I don't think you were I don't know what I'm doing."
William held his breath. "Actually, there was no abduction, I did it voluntarily." He said dryly, "And I know exactly why I took this set of photos."
"for what?"
"For the money. What else could it be?" said William wryly.
Amon Goffman heard a howl in his throat, like the scream of some animal before it was strangled.He couldn't believe he was making such an unseemly sound. "You hadn't met me then."
"Obviously." William sighed: "If you found me in advance, you can avoid this from happening. At that time, I was very short of money, and I was only one step away from being on the street with my luggage. , that payment was a lifesaver for me. And you, Amy, are clearly not the type of philanthropist who would lend a fortune to a little unknown actor you just met - and, stop speculating more, I can I hear that roaring in your head. It's just this one deal, nothing else, and you don't have to worry about another ticking time bomb popping up in a few years."
After a pause, William added with a sense of humor: "I didn't go to the San Fernando Valley to shoot XXX movies either."
Amon Goffman didn't understand William's humor. In fact, the statement almost overwhelmed the Jewish agent: "...God, don't use that tone! I would think you were talking ironic!"
Amon Goffman paced the room until he seemed to relax a bit, then he took out his mobile phone to make a call, halfway through the number he glanced at William thoughtfully, indicating that he wanted to borrow the computer, After obtaining William's consent, another email was sent using an encrypted mailbox. "I know several very reliable private investigators. We have to check on this Michael, his kinship, financial situation, and all his activities in the past two weeks." He explained this way, and then he was rarely optimistic: " Now, we should have plenty of time to talk about what really happened ten years ago, the photo thing should not worry too much for the time being, this good Robin Hood - God knows who is one of your faithful undercover in the Weinstein Brothers Movie fans, or some sweetheart hacker who hacked their mailboxes and did good things every day—whoever it is, he should be very concerned about this matter. If Weinstein wants to make a deal with Michael within today, he should tell our."
William knew he couldn't escape this.One thing he'd learned a long time ago was not to hide something from his agent, especially when Amon Goffman was pretty sure he was hiding something.
"As you guessed, this happened almost ten years ago. God, if it wasn't for this email, I would have almost forgotten about it." William scratched his hair, remembering frank. “Back then, Madeleine and I were having a hard time. The house and car were repossessed, there was no money in the bank, and we had nothing of value to sell. We moved from New York to Santa Monica and wanted to start over, Ma. Deline found a job that pays the rent, it started off fine, we didn't make much, life was tough, but things were going well...but life on the west coast wasn't that great adapted."
"what happened?"
"There was an illness." As William began to recall, more and more details came flooding in.
William began to tell.Madeleine's body was often unwell in New York. When they moved from the East Coast to the West Coast, the sudden change of climate and diet, and possibly a lot of work, made Madeleine's stomach problems worse.After twice witnessing her throwing up everything within five minutes of eating and once being unable to sleep with pain in the middle of the night, he found out that the free prescriptions queued at the public hospital were no longer working.
Madeleine needed better hospitals, better doctors, even hospitalization, but they couldn't afford health insurance at the time.Without insurance, Madeleine's monthly income is only enough to pay for one day's hospitalization, and the medical bills will make them completely bankrupt.But if there is no treatment, if it continues to be delayed, one day William will be woken up by Madeleine's painful moans in the middle of the night, and then he will have to send her to the emergency operating room in a panic.To make matters worse, their rent for that month has not yet been paid.
So William decided that he could go to the new school without being so anxious. He went through the suspension procedures, and then secretly washed dishes in a restaurant opened by a Turk to earn money-at that time he was too young, and he was still in Santa Monica. I couldn’t find a way to get a fake driver’s license, and only a few restaurants dared to use it—in a few weeks, a waiter in the restaurant happened to resign, and he applied for another part-time job. Going out to work a few hours, and that's when the artist spotted him.
William can't remember the artist's face clearly now, he only recalls a middle-aged man with good manners and artistic temperament. On the third day, William found that he came for him. Not only because the artist came too frequently, sometimes even at noon and night every day, but also because his eyes were firmly glued to William every time he appeared, beckoning William several times to order food,
"Damn it's up to you!" the Jewish agent almost snarled, looking as if he hadn't bothered to control the volume.
"Relax, Ami. Take a deep breath and relax. I assure you that none of the bad things in your head have happened." William quickly reassured: "To be honest, I also wanted to go wrong at the beginning, so in his fifth When I put down more than three times the tip the next day, I declined the money and told him that I didn't want to find myself a 'SugarDaddy'." When he was talking about this, William even smiled, "This sentence made him Shocked, I remember him jumping up from the table? And then re-emphasized that he had no intention of asking me to the hotel because he didn't want to go to jail for having sex with minors, he kept coming The restaurant was just looking for an opportunity to ask me for a photoshoot." And since William was really short on money at the time, they hit it off.
Hearing these words, Amon Goffman finally seemed calmer, although there was still disgust in his eyes: "He may just not want to commit a crime, but in my opinion, he is still not a moral person, Because the subject matter of the photo is clearly ... provocative."
William couldn't argue with that.
And the description of the agent as "provocative" is an understatement. William still remembers every gesture he was asked to perform. He was so embarrassed and embarrassed that he flushed all over his body. .He still remembers that when the shoot was over, the artist was so excited that he nearly passed out, he called him "the forbidden fruit", which made him feel sick, so he left the address and left in a hurry.
A week later, a check was mailed to the family, and the above figures covered their rent for two months. With the money they had saved, Madeleine was finally able to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.And this shooting also made William realize that he has a charming appearance in the eyes of others, and he has a little expressiveness in front of the camera, so he quit his job in the restaurant not long after, and began to learn to be a model or a crowd actor.
It's better to earn more than washing dishes, he thought at the time.And that's where it all started.
"Very touching story, and I must say I was moved. Maybe we could use it on the Oprah show - but it would only be a last resort after the photo came out. On the bright side, even if you It has touched most people, but there will still be a small number of people who will hold on to the fact that you are underage and accuse you morally. This is what we want to avoid most now." Amon Goffman began to actively think of countermeasures : "Let's see if the private detective can find out about that guy named Michael. If there is a clue, this matter will be much easier to handle. If not, we should beware of his two-sided price increase. In case Harvey Weinstein finds out we I know, he'll be the first to—"
"I'll fix it."
William turned his head in shock, and saw a head of hair as soft as gold.
Oops.How long has Lance been standing there?
……
A week passed and everything was uneventful.
While waiting for the elevator, the "worker bee" couldn't help thinking about his new discovery.
There is no sign of bombing in the media, nor on the Internet.
Reminiscent of a yelling phone call that was monitored two days ago, one of the callers was Harvey Weinstein.
"No deal! No photo! What kind of photo, I was lying to you before, but you foolishly believed it-you said the one in the email? Oh, it was computer-generated." Another person on the phone with Weinstein A person's tone was as stiff as ice, as if someone was holding a gun and forcing him by the side, but his attitude was very firm, "You don't think so, what does that have to do with me. I don't know that my uncle shoots What works, he is already dead, you go to the grave and ask him." Then there was a clean hang up.
Apparently, Harvey Weinstein was going to be pissed off, and he went into a mania before he hung up the phone, which included smashing what appeared to be a glass vase against the wall, kicking over a chair, and complaining to the public relations department. People yelling at them to stop planning because nothing makes sense without the pictures, and asking Bob Weinstein what the hell the photographer is.
In the end, the Weinstein brothers guessed and determined that the photographer must have found William Bradley again for a higher price, and then they were bribed to keep it quiet, and maybe even signed a non-disclosure agreement, so they began a three-month long 10 minutes of swearing - the "worker bees" didn't know that there are so many tricks to swear in English and Hebrew.
In short, the "worker bee" hid behind the screen and laughed - it seems that the email he sent really worked, and William Bradley managed to dismantle the time bomb - who would have thought that he was behind the scenes? How did all this happen?He is the Hand of God that no one expected.
The elevator came, and everyone seemed to be stepping on this point to go to work. As soon as the elevator door opened, the "worker bees" were surrounded by the crowd and rushed in, and unfortunately they were squeezed to the last floor.
No, maybe not unfortunately, but too lucky.
Liz from the technical department stood beside him.
The red-haired, bust-wearing Liz was unanimously voted the most desirable date by the other men in the technical department.Just stand by his side.Also, his upper arm was about to brush her breasts.
The thin oxygen in the elevator and the stimulation at close range made the "worker bee" almost unable to breathe. In order to alleviate this symptom, he carefully put his arms away and began to read the magazines he bought while running in the morning.
"Is that "Blood Love"?"
The "worker bee" turned its head left and right, and finally looked at Liz, only to find that she was staring at her... the magazine in her hand.oh.Another unexpected thing, Liz was talking to him.
His silence was misinterpreted by Liz: "The still photo on the cover, the second part of the "Blood Together" series, should be called "The Kingdom of Eternal Life". You don't know? I thought you knew."
"Worker Bee" glanced at the magazine. The newly bought "New Yorker" obviously chose the most popular on-screen couple as the cover.The cover poster shows William Brandley and Natalie Portman gazing affectionately at each other, the former pale and the latter rosy, but they both look stunning.He also noted in particular that the print quality of the magazine was good, without casting a cast of color on Bradley's eyes.
He knew about the movie "The Kingdom of Eternal Life".In fact, even those who don’t pay attention to movies and entertainment know the most sensational headline this week—the premiere of the second part of the "Blood Together" series. Half of the Hollywood superstars went to the premiere and murdered the scene All the films, and all the media headlines the next day.Stars such as Leonardo DiCaprio, Tobey Maguire, and Drew Barrymore even supported William Bradley in the Oscar race, and they have always been cautious in front of the camera. Ben Affleck also admitted that although he admires Sean Penn, he still has to support his friends.
Not to mention the Super Bowl final twelve days ago, probably more than 1 million viewers watched the 30-second trailer of the movie, and the reaction on the Internet exploded the next day.
For "Worker Bee", he has heard the name of the movie on the phone every day for more than a week, so he is no stranger.
"Of course I know about the movie, and it also has Hugo Weaving and Dwayne Johnson in it. Leonardo DiCaprio is also back for a cameo." To make sure his words are credible, he added A line of data I heard on the phone: "The North American premiere box office is 7130 million, which is only 5.5% lower than the previous one, but the overseas box office has increased by about 9%."
"Wow." Liz said with interest in her voice that couldn't be ignored: "You liked it too? I didn't know men, especially the men who work here would like to see this movie. It's awesome, really , I love this series, both movies and novels, maybe we can talk about it together."
"Worker Bee" actually doesn't like "Blood Together", no, or it's more accurate to say that he hasn't watched the first movie at all - although he heard and saw a lot of news - and he doesn't understand why there are so many Women will go crazy for it.
But obviously, Liz is also one of these women.He considered lying for a while, but he didn't think that he could deceive Liz by lying, because if the other party wanted to discuss with him some topics such as the plot of the character, he would definitely reveal the truth.
But he knew how to answer more subtly: "I'm Will's fan."
"What a coincidence, me too!" The elevator stopped, and Liz's office is on this floor, but she didn't go out immediately, but flashed her long eyelashes, and said seemingly unintentionally: "But I Haven't seen the movie yet, although it's been three days since it was released, but it's weird to go to the cinema alone to watch a romantic movie."
She's implying that she doesn't have a date. The "worker bee" immediately thought of it, and then only took 0.01 second to think, and then made an invitation.
Ten seconds later, when the elevator stopped at the "worker bee" floor and he walked out the door, he still had a dreamy expression of disbelief on his face.
Not only did Liz agree, but she winked at him as she left.That's definitely a sign of interest in him.
The technical department, no, not just the technical department, Liz, whom half of the men in the building wanted to date, was invited by him. He might have just been blessed by an angel this morning.
When she sat down in her cubicle, the "worker bee" still had an unconcealable smirk on her face.
"So happy?" The neighbor next to him glanced at this side, then turned back: "Oh, did you receive a letter from home?"
Letter from home? Only then did the "worker bee" notice that there was an envelope on her desk.An unremarkable envelope that looks indistinguishable from any other letter in the mailbox. About 80% of American households choose this envelope to write to other people.However, the fact that the envelope is sealed with wax is quite unusual.
"Maybe my niece drew something interesting again." He replied casually.
Instead of the latest painting by the worker bee's seven-year-old niece, what poured out of the envelope was a check and a piece of letter paper that smelled of cologne.
On the paper ticket was written a string of numbers that he could directly buy the apartment he was renting, and a pretty familiar signature. There was only one sentence on the letter paper: "Thank you for what you did."
He spent a lot of effort, carefully opened the envelope with a manual knife, checked it against various bright and dark lights, and applied some color developing potion, but except for finding a piece of gold that fell accidentally in the sealing wax, it seemed Nothing but hair.It seems that the person who sent him the letter just wanted to express his gratitude, and did not intend to pass any secret.
The dollar is attractive and the message is kind, but the "worker bees" only feel a chill.
Maybe he should consider accepting Google's offer, NSA is no longer safe
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