civilwarnovels Chapter 3934 MU Superbody Major Event (4)
Chapter 3934 MU Superbody Major Event (4)
Chapter 3934 MU: The Superbody Incident (XIV)
"Information leak? What the hell?" Natasha looked at the documents and said, "Members of Congress received a large number of threatening emails. Could it be that the incriminating information in those emails was obtained by cyberlife attacking the FBI's information security system?"
"The question is, how did the FBI get all this dirt on us?" the deputy director said, sitting down in front of Natasha. "According to sources, the material used to threaten members of Congress is extremely detailed, and it would be impossible to gather such comprehensive information without a long investigation."
“This proves that the president may have been preparing to settle accounts for a long time,” Natasha said with a slight smile. “This cyber life form saved their lives. If it weren’t for the information leak, they would all be in jail by the time the president had time to deal with it.”
"The problem now is that the information has been leaked, and everyone knows. A small number of idiots are preparing to flee, but most people are still watching and waiting. They probably think that the law will not punish everyone, or they may also think that the president will not last long."
Natasha tapped her fingers lightly on the table. "The problems in the Western California industrial region have certainly shaken the president's position," she said. "But he did save those people and won a lot of popularity in the Midwest. It's too early to talk about stepping down."
"Yesterday morning, Congress urgently approved the FBI's funding request to 'build a firewall against data breaches using procedural differentiation'."
"What the hell?"
“Forty firewalls,” the deputy director said. “Each one would require approximately $13 million in research and construction funding.”
Natasha paused for a moment, then said, "Congress just approved it like that?"
"Approved, and the money has already been deposited. After all, the information about the congressmen was leaked from the FBI, and thankfully it was leaked to them. What if it had been leaked to the public if the approval hadn't been granted?"
"My God, they got such a large sum of money so easily?" Natasha clicked her tongue and said, "Schiller's skills are as good as ever. Do you think we should get some too?"
"If you want to do this, you should do it as soon as possible."
"What do you mean?"
"Yesterday afternoon, Congress approved the National Security Agency Director's request for a comprehensive budget for the third quarter of this year to prevent cyber intrusions and federal counter-surveillance. Conservative estimates put the special funding at $30 billion."
"Hiss..." Natasha gasped. "Nick's speed is also quite fast, and the force he uses has increased dramatically. This is almost a tenth of the military budget."
“Think of something quickly,” Natasha said. “If we’re too late, it might really be gone.”
“We still have to use electronic life,” the deputy director said. “The FBI has already used the tactic of blackmail. Considering they’ve always been the president’s guns, a leak of information is somewhat plausible. But we’re an international intelligence agency; investigating domestic lawmakers seems a bit far-fetched.”
“International…” Natasha thought for a moment and said, “Amazon, we can use Amazon. We can lie and say that the diplomatic incident with Amazon and the last ship disappearance were both the work of spies. To guard against spies, we must establish an international intelligence verification team. What do you think?”
"Not bad, but one team probably can't raise much funding. What if we say the cyber life is a spy? That way we can set up an information technology decryption team to target the cyber life, and then add a management team to ensure the efficiency of the two departments working together. That should be about right."
“No way?” Natasha shook her head and said, “It doesn’t make sense. What human nation would someone who isn’t even human work for?”
“China,” the deputy director shrugged. “Anything illogical was done by the Soviet Union before 1991, and by China after 1991. Members of Congress have always had the habit of signing off on things faster than they can think of them.”
“Let’s do it!” Natasha slammed her hand on the table and said.
After lunch, Schiller brought a cup of coffee to his office. Seeing the documents on the desk, he coughed twice and called over his assistant, pointing to the documents on the desk.
“This is the budget request that the CIA just submitted to Congress,” the assistant explained. “To guard against electronic espionage from China, they need about $3 million to establish a joint investigation team.”
"I know. What I want to ask is, when did this electronic life form become a spy?"
"The CIA issued an investigation report, which I took a look at and found to be exactly the same as all the spy investigation reports they have issued in the last three years, except that the pronoun was changed to 'it'."
Schiller rubbed his forehead and said, "Natasha must have been corrupted by greed; she can even come up with this kind of trick."
“This is one of their usual tactics,” the assistant said. “Whenever there’s an intelligence problem they can’t solve, they just say it was done by the other side’s spies. As soon as they see those few letters, the congressmen will shut down their brains and use their cerebellum to trigger a neural reflex to sign off.”
Schiller sighed and said, "Forget it, let's not argue with them. How are the people on that ship? Has anyone spoken up?"
"Not yet, and no new emails have been detected. I suspect that CyberLife already knows we're watching that group. I estimate that if we delay any longer, it won't target this group, because the hype has died down, and the support for those involved in the case has increased in various states. If things reverse course again, not many people will pay attention."
“It won’t just give up like this.” Schiller sat in his chair, turned around, and thought for a moment before saying, “At any time, just stalling won’t work. Even if he can’t get to the bottom of this, this time is enough for him to prepare a new scheme. We can’t let it sit idle; we have to find something for it to do.”
"Boss." A very tall man knocked on the door. Schiller looked closely and saw it was the head of the field team. The man walked in and said, "We didn't find anything unusual about those red-haired women you had us keep an eye on. Should we continue monitoring them?"
“That’s strange,” Schiller said. “Isn’t this electronic life form supposed to cast a wide net and catch as many fish as possible? Why isn’t it interested in so many excellent redheads? Or has it just been too busy to explore its own feelings lately?”
He paused for a moment, then said, "Go and fetch Miss Lina Luther."
At dinner time, in a restaurant not far from the base, Schiller pulled out a chair for Lina. She smoothed her skirt with her hand, slowly sat down, and openly looked Schiller up and down.
It was after get off work hours, and Schiller wasn't wearing his uniform, just a white shirt, with faint tattoos visible on his arms. Lena stared at him and said, "You don't look like someone who would get tattoos."
“No, that’s not true, but adults don’t have that much individuality. Working in law enforcement in this country, it’s strange not to have tattoos. I just didn’t want to make myself stand out too much.”
Lina raised an eyebrow and said, "Then you probably wouldn't just pick any pattern. What's the point?"
Schiller looked down at his right arm and said, "'The die has been thrown.'"
“A Roman proverb?” Lina said, resting one hand on her cheek. “You’re a realist?”
Schiller shook his head and said, "It was just a random tattoo. I originally wanted to get a Trojan horse tattooed, but that design looked a bit ugly, so I just picked a Latin phrase."
Lina pursed her lips without comment. She said, "I haven't thanked you yet; you almost made me break up with my brother."
"Thank yourself, miss."
"If you've come to me to inquire about that electronic life form, then I can only tell you that I have nothing to say. From beginning to end, I never had any direct communication with it; I was simply used by it."
"Being used proves you have value. Do you know where your value lies?"
"Because I'm a loser?"
“Of course not, otherwise it would prefer to go to your brother.” Schiller shook his head and said, “You are a smart and obsessive redhead. That’s all.”
Lina frowned almost immediately, but she still said, "You better not be joking with me, or are you trying to tell a joke about my brother's hair?"
"I swear I'm serious. Here's roughly what happened..."
Schiller briefly recounted the story of the electronic lifeform's obsession with the red-haired woman. Lina tapped her fork lightly against her plate, then said, "I won't go on about how absurd it is. I just want to know why it thinks I'm a fanatic?"
Before we go any further, may I ask you what your entanglement is with Batman?
"Actually, there's nothing to it."
"That means the part that isn't true exists."
"You should know that my brother is known as the smartest human being, and he is Superman's greatest enemy. But Superman doesn't think so; Superman thinks Batman is the smartest human being in the world."
"so what?"
“My brother has a strange attitude toward Batman. He acknowledges Batman’s intelligence, but he can’t understand how someone so smart could be so defenseless against an alien. He occasionally talks about him.”
"You fell in love with him because of that?"
“I don’t love him, I’m just curious.”
"You want to get his attention?"
"I just want to conquer the people my brother can't defeat. Superman has been beaten by him a few times, but Batman has never been beaten. Conquering him would be a great thing, wouldn't it?"
“I understand,” Schiller nodded. “But now there’s a more challenging goal. You’re here today, so you probably guess what I want to talk to you about.”
Lina lowered her head, swirling the wine in her glass, and said, "That damned cybernetic lifeform tricked me, and I won't let it get away with it so easily. But..."
"But what?"
“My brother warned me not to get involved in this anymore. I could clearly feel that he no longer trusted me. And that’s all thanks to you.”
Do you want me to shoot him again?
Lena looked up at him, hoping to find any trace of a joke on Schiller's face, but there was none, as if killing the head of the Luther Group was nothing to him.
"You're such a madman."
"Then there must be something wrong with your criteria. Any judgment I make is based on something that goes against madness."
"But no rational, normal person would say something like killing my brother for me. Even those idiots who would do anything to pursue me would hypocritically advise me to get along with Lex when they mention him."
"Because they all believe your value comes from your brother. But that's clearly not the case now. The cyber lifeforms are eyeing the red-haired woman, and even if he had hair, he wouldn't meet their standards. So to me, you're more valuable than him. If eliminating him can secure your cooperation, I don't mind doing it."
“You’re a complete and utter bastard agent,” Lina said coldly, looking at him. “You weigh everything against the standards of the mission. Wealth, status, and character don’t count for a single ounce on your scales, except for mission requirements. When one side is lifted, the bullet will arrive no later than half a second.”
“Even Death has more humanity than I do, I know,” Schiller said as he slowly stood up, leaning on the table. “But you know, from the moment the mission objective was announced, the ‘dice’ had already been rolled.”