"What should I do?" Jason, who was driving, asked. In the Ford car driving side by side, police had already made gestures to stop.

"Wait, the FBI is here, I'll contact you later."

Han Xuan hung up the call with Larry Ellison. He could have watched the fun before, watching the fire behind Oracle Company's butt. Now he was also lying down and was shot. He was very depressed and said, "Stop, there is no ghost in his heart, and he is not afraid of being investigated.

Balze, maybe our dinner is going to be postponed, Dawson, please help me push the MEET restaurant reservation back.”

"Okay, little boss."

After Secretary Dawson said that, Balzer shrugged and joked: "The pizza just now is full, and now I just want to drink some wine.

I was chased by the FBI after just a few minutes after leaving the prison. It seemed that I didn’t want me to leave. To be honest, I’m most afraid of seeing a police car now. Things in the past few years left a shadow in my heart.”

"Don't worry, it's just a question. At least I'm clean myself. There may be something wrong with the company, but I can't think of anyone who can get benefits from this matter..."

After the car stopped, Han Xuan got out of the car, and the bodyguards surrounded him. There might be escaped prisoners nearby, and the environment was unsafe.

I accidentally found a beautiful woman coming out of the police car, who was about her twenties. She was already pretty. Her police uniform had a good appearance bonus. She had a short golden hair that had just covered her ears and looked very capable.

Regarding why men like to wear uniforms, most of them are from their natural desire to conquer. Gabriel stared at her without blinking, covering her chest and said, "It feels like she was shot by Cupid's arrow. I will definitely ask her for the number later."

"Does it look good? It's not big with breasts or butts." Owen's tone was plain, his aesthetic view was slightly problematic, and he actually liked women with a figure like Aunt Kelly.

Gabriel was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot with only breasts and butts in his head. When the other party approached, he kept silent and looked serious and cool...

"Hello, I'm Hayley Mestre.

Assistant Agent Supervisor of the FBI California Branch, I'm sorry to bother you, but there are some things that need to be asked, can you go to the police station with us?"

When he said this, Officer Mester was very nervous. He did not ask about his rights. In the absence of absolute evidence, the prosecutor was unlikely to sign an investigation approval involving him. He was worried that Han Xuan would refuse. If he was unwilling to cooperate, it would be troublesome.

During the first time in the dealings, Ms. Ms. Mister didn't know that Han Xuan was easy to talk to. She stared at her little face from close range and replied: "OK, I didn't expect you to be an assistant agent supervisor at such a young age. This level is not low. All I know are over 35 years old.

I'm taking my car, I'm just going to ask you something. Mr. Ellison of Oracle Company has told me the general situation."

"Okay, I'll get a recorder.

I was lucky enough to solve several major cases and had a doctorate degree in the law department of Columbia University, so I was promoted by my boss..."

...

Let Balze take another car, and Mester sit next to Han Xuan.

Gabriel shamelessly used a hundred dollars to change the car with Jason, but the expectation of close contact with Ms. Mister was dashed because after getting in the car, she whispered to Han Xuan to raise the baffle and isolate it from the driving area ahead.

Seeing her so careful, Han Xuan asked curiously: "I only heard that the IP signal attacking the prison management system came from the branch of the Snow Mountain Group in Los Angeles.

Before the construction of the Four Towers of Snow Mountain, it was used as a temporary headquarters and the servers placed there are still in use. I have asked the secretary to contact Executive Anthony to investigate."

"It's better to find who it is. The CIA people are already on their way to your company and hope to cooperate with the investigation.

I would like to ask, why did you come to this prison today?”

"Don't doubt me, I can tell you that I have nothing to do with this matter.

A childhood friend was imprisoned in that prison. I came to pick him up. How many prisoners did I escape tonight?”

"It's not clear yet. We are conducting a check. The situation is very confusing and it will take some time."

Han Xuan found that her face was serious and seemed very worried. He kept silent about the most important prison riot at present. Instead, he sent so many people to the source of the signal, and even the CIA was mixed in. He couldn't figure out what he didn't know.

At this moment, my heart moved and asked, "Are important prisoners imprisoned in prison?

You didn't deal with the prison riot, but came to me to ask about the hacker, which shows that there should be something more important than the riot.

Perhaps the important prisoners worthy of the FBI's attention, escaped in the chaos, right? This makes sense why someone planned the attack."

Mester looked surprised and wondered why he had such an idea, but he did guess the core of the problem. After a moment of silence, he said, "I can't tell you who it is, but based on the situation we have now, it's probably what you think.

The missing person is very important. If no other country intervenes in the investigation, he should have been detained at the CIA headquarters in Langley, Virginia. This guy has a big secret. The four senior FBI agents who just guarded him were killed.

I don't know if he left the prison, but if he ran away, a terrible accident might happen and he must be caught back.

Just get the guarantee of your cooperation. Since you don’t know the IP signal, I can get off the bus, please pull over and park.”

Han Xuan felt like he was being caught by a cat. He wanted to figure out who that guy was and what he had done. He asked again: "I can't tell me? I have a strict mouth and will not talk nonsense."

"I'm really sorry, no, the confidentiality level is very high..."

Open the bezel and asked Gabriel to park and put Ms. Mister down. When he learned that the other party was not married, he successfully got to the number. When he walked forward, he encountered a checkpoint. Even Han Xuan's convoy was not spared from being censored.

This made Han Xuan even more confused. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he would look for his old man. It was absolutely right. After telling the old man in detail, he heard him say: "There is indeed a big man in the prison of Los Angeles County.

The identity is not high, but he knows who the ten suitcase nuclear bombs were sold to. I have heard of this..."

Han Xuan was immediately frightened. It was because of special thunder!

As early as 1992, former Russian military intelligence official Lunev claimed that Russian intelligence agencies had lost many portable suitcase nuclear bombs.

It uses red mercury (mercury-oxide antimony) as a neutron source, so its volume and weight are greatly reduced. Generally, small red mercury nuclear bombs are only the size of a baseball, but their equivalent can reach 1,000 TNT, which can easily razed the radius of 800 meters to the ground, with amazing lethality.

It is said that the Soviet Union created 132 suitcase nuclear bombs in the 1970s, and more than half of them are unknown. Most of them are flowing into the hands of terrorist organizations. If it is really because of this thing, it is worth fighting between the FBI and the CIA. Ten suitcase nuclear bombs are enough to disrupt human society.
Chapter completed!