"Didn't I sue you, revoke all of this person's permissions, why does he still have access to the company's core secrets," Qiao shouted angrily.

"We don't know exactly what happened, but we did remove all of his privileges. But that didn't stop him from stealing the company's top-secret information. And," the clerk hesitated.

"And what," Joe frowned.

"And since the last time the company's console was compromised, we've made all the changes. Virtually all possibilities of invasion from the outside are eliminated. The clerk whispered.

"What do you mean," Qiao snapped.

"It is likely that the information was stolen from within the company. We've eliminated all remote logins, but we can't prevent people from operating directly on the host. The clerk replied.

"You mean there's a mole," Joe sneered, "but this intelligence theft incident happened just now, and all the board members with authority are meeting here. I'll trouble you to sue me who is the mole."

"Then there's only one possibility. The clerk was embarrassed and said, "This person was in the company building just now." ”

"What" Joe shook suddenly, he suddenly remembered that no one had seen him leave after this dragon fat man had infiltrated the Morning Star Company, except for the empty rope hanging from the window, there was no evidence that he had left. Could it be that he just created an illusion of escape, and while his people were desperately searching for him, he instead infiltrated the company's digital center and completed the final counterattack.

Thinking of this, Joe almost fell into his chair in surprise, if that was the case, this dragon fat man would be terrible. This person is an extremely formidable opponent in terms of skill and mind.

"Immediately lock off the entire building and search this man thoroughly, maybe he hasn't escaped yet," Director Will exclaimed.

Joe waved his hand tiredly, "It's useless." He's not stupid, he won't use the same technique twice. And he's got what he wants, and he should have left long ago by now. I really underestimated him. ”

Remembering the ringing of the phone, Joe took out his mobile phone, and his face immediately changed after looking at it, and the mobile phone displayed the Arabic numeral "2". The kind of mobile phone they use is specially customized by Morningstar for their executives. A highly confidential satellite dedicated band, limited to high-level contacts. Joe knew who the "2" stood for.

He immediately said to the technician next to him, "Trace the source of the target phone." Then he got on the phone, "Hey." ”

"Joe. Claire, you should know who I am. And I think you know that now you and your friends are in my possession. Imagine what would happen if these things were acquired by other private military companies, or by the United States. Long Noon's voice was a little cold.

"You won't do that, because if you do, no one will escape. Including you, you should know that we are all in the same boat, and it is not good for us for the ship to sink. Joe replied forcefully.

"So what, we look like we've been kicked off the ship now. The fat man teased, "What do you think I care about?"

"What do you think, maybe we can talk. Joe said a little depressedly.

Long Fatman's voice was full of mockery, "I can not expose these things, but you must let the United States find a way to cancel the investigation against us." ”

"It can't be, we don't have the ability to influence the military. And they have already begun to investigate your war crimes. As soon as more evidence becomes available, it will be submitted to the International Tribunal in The Hague. Joe forced his composure.

"But I know that more evidence is in your hands, and I have your evidence in my hands now. Joe, we all live on the war for food, and we're not clean people. If the U.S. knew about the dirty work you did for al-Qaeda and the Taliban, what do you think they would do to you? I remember that in the battle in Afghanistan alone, you were probably responsible for the deaths of nearly 100 American soldiers, which was enough to make the military bigwigs cruel to you. Long Noon scoffed.

"You're trying to blackmail me," Joe said angrily.

"That's right. Lao Tzu is just trying to blackmail you, stupid bird. What can you do," the fat man scolded unabashedly, "You should be grateful to Lao Tzu for blackmailing you instead of killing you directly." Now we're on the same level, as long as you dare to submit those things. And I will give up what I have in my hand. Everyone broke up, and Lao Tzu was barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. How about it, dare not"

Joe was silent, he really didn't dare.

The dragon fat man continued to sneer, "Don't bother looking for me, that stupid bird next to you won't be able to find out where I am even if he checks for another month." In addition, your taste is very poor, and what kind of wood-colored chair makes people feel that you are particularly vain and insecure. I said if you were abused as a child?"

"Smack" Joe angrily smashed the phone in his hand.

Everyone at the scene looked at him in silence, and no one had ever seen Qiao Fa so angry. Even when arguing with the silver wolf, I had never seen him lose his temper like this.

Qiao also realized that he was too emotional, forcibly calmed down, turned his head to the technician next to him, and said, "You, have you found out where he is?"

"Without him, I couldn't have used a multi-agent to access a dedicated satellite network. The technician said with some frustration.

Joe seemed to have guessed this ending a long time ago, waved his hand and said calmly, "Okay, you go to work." ”

After the clerk left, Joe turned to the other board members and whispered, "We're in a bad place. This damn dragon fat man has the material for all of us. If we dare to submit their information, he will return the favor. ”

"I have long said that providing information to the military is an extremely risky act. It's a double-edged sword, we can destroy them, but we can also destroy ourselves. There is no one who does mercenary work without touching dirty work. Massacres, money laundering, arms dealing, and links to extremist groups are hard to avoid in a modern military company. The black director shook his head and said, "If we really shake it out, none of us can escape." ”

"Chief, what do we do now to give up their information to the military. Will looked at Joe.

"That's all there is to it. Joe was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled slightly. "It's okay, it's just an auxiliary means of blowing. Since this road doesn't work, let's play something else with them. Don't forget that we now have the entire Morningstar Company, and the other side is just some stragglers. ”