Little Gold Cup and Big BMW

"I prefer Watson's look. Golden has the face of a horse."

"You're fucking enough. Election for president is not an election for Mr. America."

"I don't know who the family is supporting, does anyone know some gossip?"

"I can't see it at all. Both Watson and Golden have a group of financiers behind them, but Goldman Sachs has publicly stated that it will support Watson, and Citigroup seems to be on Golden's side."

"Probably depends on who is more popular with the old guys next, Gordon or Watson."

"Man, the word old guy can be used by Mr. Half-blood, can you?"

"Ah well, to the great BIGELEVEN, you are the gods of the new world! Mr. Half-blood, do you like Gordon or Watson? Oh no, I actually want to know whether you like the Giants or the Yankees..."

"Hahahaha, if you can even manipulate the professional baseball league, manipulating the U.S. presidential election is nothing!"

The man in the black suit passed the corridor in a low-key manner, and heard the young people discussing with relish behind the glass door.This is the top floor of the COBRA headquarters building in New York. The COBRA headquarters building has two areas that require special permission to enter. One is the third floor underground, which is the computer room of the supercomputer "Storm", and the other is the 60th floor on the top floor. In the information command center, it is ten o'clock in the evening. A group of sloppy guys are putting their feet up on their desks. The super-large screen used for remote collaboration is playing CNN's evening news at the moment. Survey data pops off the screen intuitively.

Although these heavily recruited hackers and MITers are aware of the existence of the family, they don’t know the inside story of it. Their fantasies about the family and B11 are still at the stage of manipulating the presidential election behind the scenes, but in fact, the family doesn’t care at all. Who will be elected President of the United States.Because whether the president ends up being a Republican or a Democrat, whether the surname is Watson or Gordon, there is no real difference to the family.There was once a president who lashed out at Wall Street and the greed of financial giants during the election, but after he took office, he still did not forget to give green light to financiers to do his best.

Presidential candidates receive huge political donations from family representatives during the election period, and from then on, they are already dancing in chains.As for the President of the United States...

How much power does the President of the United States have?He is the chief executive of the federation, and all important figures such as the US Secretary of State and other senior officials are all appointed by him. Whether the legislation of Congress can be implemented depends on whether he signs the bill. A nuclear button that can turn the world upside down several times. Legendary soldiers like the SEALs are directly under the command of the President. He can choose to use force or economic sanctions against a country... It seems that he is omnipotent.But when ambitious new presidents took office, it didn't take long for people to find that this president and the president who gave his inaugural speech behind Capitol Hill became two people. He began to disappoint the people and supporters. They are confused, even he himself will become confused.

With so much power in your hands, you are always compromising, because every time you want to make a difference, there will be a shadow in your ear saying, "You can press this button, but the consequences may be disastrous. It's up to you to press or not."

How much power they give you, how much restraint they will give you.For the executors of the family, it might not be the case.

The sightseeing elevator carried him all the way down, and the brilliant sea of ​​lights was just under his feet, but there were also lone stars twinkling in the sky, after all, the COBRA building was not the tallest building in this area.Staring at his own reflection in the glass, he thought of the first time he had met the family's last top executive years ago.At that time, he followed his boss to a golf party as a special assistant. All the big names from Wall Street came to the party, and Mr. Executive, who was already 68 years old at that time, was also among them. In the world, he didn't know Mr. Executor, but seeing how respectful Wall Street bigwigs were to each other, he also expected that this old man must have a lot of background.

However, what impressed him that day was not the old man's mysterious identity, but an episode.When the ball game was in full swing, it was interrupted by an uninvited visitor wearing a short windbreaker who came hurriedly. The man in the windbreaker was carrying a black briefcase in his hand. Mr. Executor was very disappointed when he saw the liaison officer's expression. It's a matter of urgency, but he refuses to leave the pitch.In the end the liaison officer had to pull out a document on a golf cart for Mr. Executor to look at and sign.

Wall Street bigwigs are constantly betting their eyes on the electric car. Obviously, everyone is very curious about the contents in the folder, but what is staggering is that the Mr. Executor took the things without even looking at them, and directly put them in the folder. Mo signed, and then continued to participate in the game with great interest.

He had never seen such an irresponsible boss before, and he was dumbfounded.

By chance, two years later, he became the family's new liaison officer. When he talked frankly about his first impression of Mr. Executor, the old man smiled generously: "Oh, actually, I know what kind of project it is, and it's very convenient." I want to see the specific content of the project, but I can’t. Every time they contact me urgently in this way, it’s like telling me that you’d better not read it. I’m the top executive in front of the stage, and they I am the highest executor behind the scenes. My position may not be completely consistent with them. In most cases, I can fully dominate the affairs of the family, but there are always one or two special cases that need to be treated specially. At this time, you have to understand The difference between front and behind the scenes, compromise when it’s time to compromise, and the power is still in your hands.”

He was ashamed of his naivety, Mr. Executor is actually very wise, he can be the highest executor of the family, and the person standing at the highest position in the Shadow Empire, how could it be as shallow as he thought.But he still has doubts in his heart: "Has BIGELEVEN compromised with you?"

The old man sipped the Bordeaux red wine, showing a little happy expression: "Of course I did, for example, when sending those investment bank executives to the trial seat," he lowered his eyes and shook the wine in the glass, "Just The verdict was unsatisfactory..."

The sightseeing elevator slides down silently, and the flashing neon advertisements in Times Square flash into view. He is a bit regretful that the former executor, Mr. Suffered from cell cancer, and passed away early, otherwise he should be interested in giving advice to Kai Molong about getting along in front of the stage and behind the scenes way.

While feeling emotional, the phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.The man took out his mobile phone, and someone sent him a few photos. The guys in the information command center would send him some important things from time to time, but this strange number came from abroad. , hastily zoomed in on the photo. The resolution of the photo was not high, but it was enough to see most of the details. He leaned on the handrail of the sightseeing elevator, feeling unbearably horrified.

The photo was taken from a height on the top deck of the cruise ship. Although it was not enough to see the faces of the people on the deck clearly, it was enough to see everyone's clothing. He recognized the two hemispherical satellite signal devices in one of the photos, This is clearly the Polaris!

The shooting point of the photo seems to be more than 20 meters away, but the near vertical angle of view, as well as the unique imaging details of the photo, all signs indicate that this photo is a satellite photo taken in low earth orbit!

His mind went blank for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he dialed the contact number of BIGELEVEN immediately. He dialed eleven numbers one by one, but they couldn't get through. He tried the satellite phone in the presidential suite, but still couldn't get through. Pass.Just in time, the elevator had reached the first floor, and the door opened with a "ding" that made him break out in a cold sweat.There is no doubt that the Polaris shut down the satellite network service.

He had vaguely guessed who sent these photos, and instead of stepping out of the elevator, he pressed the button to go back to the top floor.The elevator slowly ascended again, all the way up from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis to the deserted night sky.He hesitated for a moment, but still dialed the number that sent the photo.The phone rang for a while before being picked up.

"Hi Andy, glad you reached out to me."

Kaimeron still has a clear and clean Nordic accent in English, and ANDY knows that this is all taught by Polaris etiquette instructors.The first time he saw Kaimeron, he had a lingering affection for this handsome man with half Asian blood. Now that he thinks about it, those details that radiate charm in the subtleties, clothing, manners, charming Smiles, dressage on horseback, and even accents, were all carefully prepared by countless people, including Kaimeron, as weapons to use against the family.

"How did you get this picture..." The family owns Uranus, its own satellite in low-Earth orbit, but what he didn't understand was how Kemeron, who was hunted by the family and far away in the island country, got it. of satellite photos.

"The big shots are gone. As the family's top executor, you shouldn't be surprised to get a satellite photo."

Cameron's voice was as calm as a machine, and Andy reacted in horror, that's right, the decision to impeach Cameron will be voted at the annual meeting, so until then, Cameron is still the family's top executor .Now B11 is all on the high seas, and all external communication channels have been cut off.Cameron is now the only supreme executor worthy of the name.

"...What are you going to do?" He gasped and asked.

"Before the official start of the annual meeting, prepare some appetizers for them, and after the annual meeting, prepare desserts for them according to some important resolutions at the annual meeting."

"Even if you are not afraid of offending the old guys, don't forget that there are so many family members and hundreds of people at the annual meeting. They are all at the top of the pyramid. You are making an enemy of the whole world!"

"Thanks, great lines."

"Cam--"

"I'm just here to tell you that it's time to take sides. See you later, ANDY, and happy birthday to you in advance."

Cameron hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

The elevator reached the [-]th floor, and ANDY quickly stepped out of the elevator and rushed into the information command center. The people in the command team were caught off guard and quickly put their feet off the computer desk, when they heard ANDY order: "I want to know that Polaris Current coordinates! I also need real-time satellite imagery of the cruise ship! Has anyone hacked into 'Storm' recently to steal Uranus permissions?!"

刚刚还在放松地调侃大选的指挥小组成员不到三秒全动了起来，汇报声一声接一声地传来：“珀拉丽斯现在的坐标是北44-18-59.20，西40-29-8.95，不在既定航线上！”

"Uranus is not over the Atlantic Ocean now. The storm cannot provide real-time satellite images. You can apply to the Pentagon to provide satellite photos, but a higher level of authority is required!"

"Storm is very safe. It has been attacked 310 times in the past three months, and there is no sign of being breached so far!"

Hearing the reports from all directions, he immediately understood that it was impossible to take that photo before Uranus had risen over the Atlantic Ocean at this time.It's so stupid, how could Kaimeron's photo be obtained by hacking into the storm, it was provided by the US military!He is still the highest executive of the family. Before the annual meeting, his power and actions were restricted by the old guys, and he had to stay in the island country thousands of miles away. This moment is what I've been waiting for.

"Please pick up Babylon Cruise Line for me." He tried his best to calm himself down, took a sip of the coffee on someone's desk, and sat down on a chair.

The Abu Dhabi billionaire owner of Babylon Cruises is now on that ship.He didn't know if someone on the ship had noticed something unusual, such as the room was unable to access the Internet, and the phone could not be dialed out.It is also possible that everyone on the ship, from the captain and crew to those important VIPs, has been completely controlled, although he really can't think of how Cameron arranged for his own people to get on the cruise ship, and why COBRA's security is in front of Cameron. Does it become like a sieve?But even if Kaimeron can put his own people on board, the number should not be too many, and it's not like there is no chance of a comeback...

Two minutes later, they contacted the Babylon Cruise Company. After listening to his description of the deviation of the cruise ship, the other party replied him very coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about. The cruise ship is on the scheduled route."

"What?" He seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, and immediately thought of something, hung up the phone with a "bang", and asked with a pale face, "Who is the current person in charge of Babylon Cruise Line?"

"Samuel Malliotte, do you need me to put him through?"

ANDY nodded dully, and a few minutes later they were connected to Samuel Malliott, who was relaxing in the jacuzzi drinking champagne and listening to Mahler when he got the call.

He restrained himself from the sound of the symphony and asked, "Do you know that your company's cruise ship Polaris has completely lost contact with the outside world?"

"Lost contact?" Malliot, who was soaking in the bathtub, was still very relaxed, "No such thing, they just temporarily turned off the mobile service and Internet service, and there are at least two cruise ships near Polaris that can be contacted by radio Why did you lose contact with them? Is there anything else?"

Malliot's understated words finally confirmed his suspicions. My God, he naively thought that Cameron had planted a group of terrorists to hijack the cruise ship and ran around anxiously like a fool, but now he was told , That is the cruise ship of the terrorists, you boarded it voluntarily!

It was so clear that the rich man from Abu Dhabi was undoubtedly on the side of Cameron.He struggled to control his voice and asked, "Where is the destination of the cruise ship?"

"Sorry, I can't disclose this." The other party said in a routine tone.

As the family's special liaison officer, he hasn't heard such a perfunctory tone for a long time: "I am the family's liaison officer, and I have the right to ask you to cooperate with my work if I cannot contact the highest level of the family! "

This time, the other party's voice changed from the politeness just now, and said indifferently:

"You don't have that authority."

Only the beeping busy tone remained in his ears, and ANDY was completely stunned. "You don't have that authority," he doesn't, because a certain "top family" is already in control.

damn it!He fell backwards on the swivel chair, his mind was in a mess, no, no, the family cannot be paralyzed like this, this is simply too ridiculous!In normal times, the high-level family members could ask the American fleet patrolling the high seas to warn and intercept the target ships, but it is definitely not possible now, and no one he can contact now has a higher status than Kaimeron. permissions!

Looking at the current situation, since they could not determine the destination of the Polaris, they had no choice but to adopt a strategy of spreading the net and notify the coast patrols of the countries along the Atlantic Ocean, and notify them once the Polaris entered the territorial waters.But this is just a backhand. I am afraid that by the time the coast patrol finds the boat, it will be a done deal.

The Polaris had only left New York for two days. No matter where Cameron wanted the ship to go, it would take at least three or four days. This was the only time they had left for reaction.Now they have no way to use the state machinery, so they can only take a slant.He called several media tycoons, hoping to see the news that the Polaris had lost contact the next day, so that he could have a legitimate reason to urge the US fleet on the high seas to track and intercept the Polaris, but dialed After calling, the result was greatly unexpected.

"Ah, ANDY, you're overreacting, it's not a lost connection...I know the internet and the satellite phone don't work, maybe it's just the satellite signal that's out of order...you know there are big people up there, if it's because It’s not good to publish irresponsible news and cause stock market turmoil, what do you think.”

The tone of the speech was exactly the same as Malliott, and the phone calls of the other two were not answered at all. ANDY held the phone for a while, then suddenly got excited, wait, if even Mr. Crown Prince of Abu Dhabi will defect, will it be...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sweating profusely. He hurried back to the office and found the contact list of important people. Numerous numbers flashed on the computer screen. Most of the owners of these numbers were on board the Polaris at the moment, but he still There are contact information of second-level people. Most of these second-level people are the secretary-general, administrative assistant, right-hand man and cronies of these important people. They can fully represent the position of the superior. He needs to know how bad the situation is. He only hopes that he wants to too much.

The lobby of the information command center was busy and quiet, and it was hard to get in touch with the coast guards of various countries. The deputy team leader leaned on the back of his chair and let out a long breath. He turned his head and glanced at the office behind him. They were not turned on, only the cold dim light of the LCD screen shone on the silent face of Mr. Liaison Officer.

Someone knocked on the door and opened the door to come in. At the same time, the lights in the office came on: "Boss, why don't you turn on the light." The deputy team leader walked in with a cup of coffee.

Only then did ANDY recover from his stupor. He had been staring at the computer screen just now. On the screen were the contact numbers of the second-level characters marked in yellow, white and red. In the past two hours, he had made a total of 51 calls. The phone, according to the tone of the probe, marked the phone number. Among them, the representatives without color are still standing on the side of the family, the ones marked in yellow represent unknown positions, and the ones marked in red...

Looking at these numbers, he could only feel the lingering red in his field of vision.

Mr. Liaison Officer held his forehead in discomfort.How is this possible?How did Cameron do it?Since when did you come into contact with these people?During his stay in the United States, it is impossible for his every move not to be noticed by his family, there is no chance at all!

……Could it be that?He stood up from the chair with wide eyes, and the vice-captain on the other side of the desk was taken aback: "What... what's wrong?"

He picked up a pen and paper and quickly copied a few names from the screen. After thinking about it, he was wrong. These are second-level characters. He crossed out and copied the names of important people again. Most of these people are on the Polaris at the moment , he handed the list to the deputy team leader: "Help me check their entry and exit records for the past six months."

Half an hour later he got the entry and exit record he wanted.

Looking at the documents in his hands, the more he looked at them, the more chills he felt down his spine. After 10 minutes, he silently closed the file, sat on the chair and looked at the ceiling for a long time, unable to recover.

I really didn't expect it, but it is clearly reasonable.They thought Kaimeron returned to China recklessly just because he was unruly and willful, and because he wanted to find his old friend.

They were all played.