"How do you know she's a young man?"

"Older people like to capitalize their first letters when they write proper nouns like governor, and when they write compound words like branches, they like to put a separator in between, and they know how to use a computer and they can use the Internet, which means she's young and educated. "

She watched Fu Zhiqiang carefully, was he deliberately hanging her appetite so that she wouldn't resign? If so, it would be futile. Once she's made a decision, she doesn't like to change her mind.

But she was deeply attracted by the doubts raised by Fu Zhiqiang. "You're trying to say that the person who wrote the letter has a split personality?"

"No, it's easier than that. This is written by two people: the man dictates and the woman types. ”

Clever! Zhu Yuting has begun to think of the image of the two masterminds behind the scenes.

Like a dog that follows a sniff trail, she became nervous and alert, and the anticipation of the hunt began to run through her veins.

I could smell these people, I wanted to know where they were, I could catch them for sure.

But I've resigned.

"I asked myself why he was dictating. Fu Zhiqiang said, "If he is a company executive, it is natural to do this, because they are used to calling secretaries. But this man is just a flat-headed commoner. ”

Fu Zhiqiang said casually, as if this was just a baseless conjecture, but Zhu Yuting knew that his intuition was often accurate. "Any guesses?"

"I wonder if he's illiterate. ”

"He might just be trying to be lazy. ”

"yes. Fu Zhiqiang shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just my intuition."

"Well," said Zhu Yuting, "that is, there is a kind-hearted college girl who has been enslaved by a street thug for some reason. It's like Little Red Riding Hood and Big Bad Wolf. She may be in danger, but is there anyone else? The earthquake threat looks like a fantasy. ”

Fu Zhiqiang shook his head: "I think we must take this threat seriously." Zhu Yuting couldn't suppress her curiosity: "Why?"

"You know, we're analyzing threats based on motivation, intent, and target selection. ”

Zhu Yuting nodded, This is basic common sense.

"Motivation is divided into emotional and pragmatic. In other words, is the gangster making a threat just to make himself feel good, or is it because he wants to achieve something? ”

Zhu Yuting felt that the answer was obvious: "On the surface, the motives of these people are clear. They want the governor to stop the development of the enclosure. ”

"Yes. What that means is that they don't really mean to hurt people. They hope that threats alone will achieve their goals. ”

"Exactly. ”

Next, intent is divided into political intent, criminal intent, and madness. ”

"In this case, it should be a political intent, at least on the surface. ”

"Yes, political intentions may just be a semblance of crazy intentions, but I don't think they're crazy, what do you think?"

Zhu Yuting knew what he was trying to say: "Are you trying to tell me, these people are sane? But threatening to cause an earthquake, this is what normal people do?"

"I'll talk to you about that later, okay? Finally, the target selection is either random or specific. To kill the president is concrete, to shoot wildly at Disneyland with a machine gun, and that's random. Let's think for a moment that earthquakes can be made, and they kill a lot of people indiscriminately, so he..."

Zhu Yuting leaned forward: "Okay, that is, the person who wrote the letter has pragmatic motives, political intentions, and random target choices, what does that mean?"

"The textbook says that the person who makes the threat either wants to bargain or want to raise public visibility. I think they want to bargain. If they want to raise public awareness, they don't put threat letters on unobtrusive online bulletin boards.

"They're on TV, or they're in the newspapers, but they're not, so I think they're just trying to talk to the governor. ”

"It would be naïve for them to think that the governor would actually have a letter.

"So, they're so naïve. ”

"But they mean it. ”

"Yes, and I think so, there's another reason. They offered to stop all development projects. This is not a simple excuse. It's too pragmatic to make a name for itself, and if it's just trying to raise awareness, it's going to put forward a catchy condition, such as a ban on the purchase of private jets throughout Beaver Hills. ”

"And who are they?"

"We also don't know how the average terrorist would take a step up the action. They would start by making phone calls, or sending anonymous letters, then they would send messages to newspapers and television stations, and then they would start wandering around government buildings and daydreaming. ”

"By the time they hid their cheap little pistols in plastic shopping bags and came to the White House with them, we had a lot of information about them on our FBI computers, but this case was different, and we compared the linguistic characteristics of the threat letter with all the threat records printed in the database, and we didn't find a match. These people are unheard of. ”

"That is, we don't know anything about them?"

"We know a lot about it, they're targeting California, that's obvious. "How do you know?"

"This letter is addressed to the Governor!"

"What else?"

"They're foreigners, there's no indication that there's a U.S. in them, and they don't use their words to show the characteristics of black people. ”

"You're missing a bit. Zhu Yuting told him.

"They're crazy. ”

He shook his head.

Zhu Yuting said: "Fu Zhiqiang, please! They think they can cause earthquakes, how can they be mentally sane!"

He wouldn't back down: "I don't know anything about seismology, but I know psychology. And I don't really want to believe that these people have a problem with their brains, they are in their right minds, they are full of action, they have an organizational team, they seem to be fighting against some kind of Dongxing, they are not joking, they have a clear goal, which means they are dangerous. ”

"I don't believe it. ”

He stood up: "I'm tired, do you want to go out for a beer?"

"Forget it tonight, Fu Zhiqiang, but thank you. Also, thank you for writing the report. You're the best. ”

"Of course, I've been doing it for so long. ”

Zhu Yuting put her feet on the table and looked at her shoes.

She can now be sure that Fu Zhiqiang did this because he didn't want her to resign.

Zhu Wu may think that this is a garbage case, but Fu Zhiqiang's analysis points out that the House of the Earth may really be a threat, and this organization really needs to be tracked down and destroyed in one fell swoop.

That way, her career at the FBI wouldn't necessarily end there.

This kind of case was originally deliberately used by them to humiliate her, but she can take this opportunity to win a battle, on the one hand, to show her wisdom, on the other hand, to achieve the goal of humiliating Zhu Wu, such an ending is undoubtedly very tempting.

She put her feet down and looked at the computer screen, and because she hadn't moved the keyboard for a long time, the screensaver had started to appear on the screen, and it was a picture of her when she was seven years old, and she had a gap between her teeth, and the hair on her forehead was fastened to the back of her head with a plastic hairpin, and she was sitting on her father's lap.

My father was a patrol officer, and she took off his hat in the San Francisco police uniform, and she was trying to put it on her head, and this picture was taken by her mother.

She imagined herself working at a gold medal law firm, driving a Porsche, walking into the courtroom to defend people like the Chen brothers.

It's impossible!

She pressed the spacebar, and the screensaver disappeared. Her words appeared on the screen: "Dear Zhu Wu: I am writing this letter to confirm my resignation. ”

Her hands dangled over the keyboard. After a while, she spoke. "Oh, damn it. She said.

Then, she deleted the sentence and instead wrote: "I want to apologize for my rudeness..."

The sun rose on Tuesday morning on Interstate 80.

Liu unfolded the car and drove towards San Francisco, and the roar of the car was deafening.

The showdown with the general was about to begin, and Liu Zhan was very excited.

He told himself that he should feel good.

It's the same as when it was in Donglong.

At that time, he was always making trouble, making money, throwing money, throwing parties, and starting riots.

Then he got a moment of peace.

But sometimes, he feels that life is too peaceful.

The duel with the general allowed him to get back to his former self.

Compared with the ordinary days of such a year, he feels more energetic now, surrounded by beautiful women, waiting for him is a battle of wits and courage.

He boasted that he could bring the governor of California to his feet, and he promised to cause an earthquake. Once he fails, he's finished.

He will lose everything he holds dear. Once caught, he will spend the rest of his life in a prison in the United States.

But he is no ordinary man. He always understood that he was different from everyone else.

The rules of society do not apply to him, he will do things that ordinary people dare not imagine, and his goal is already half achieved. The seismic shaker is in hand.

In a deserted valley in the Sierra Nevada hills, Today, Liu Zhan's goal is to find out where to place the seismic shaker in order to create an earthquake.

Of course, there is no free lunch in the world, and the services of the dark web are not provided in vain, and Yan Luo's name is very loud, so that as soon as the other party saw that it was someone from Donglong's side, he secretly made a bet and secretly put the data file in the university town and asked Liu Zhan to get it himself.

As for which university he is in, Ren Lian will give him the answer.

A few minutes later, Liu Zhan got off the highway and entered the tree-lined college town.

She guided Liu Zhan through the intersection to a tree-lined avenue of villas and apartment buildings with simple tenants of graduates and young staff.

"I still feel like I should go in alone. She said.

"You're the head of Donglong, because even me, I'm not sure how safe it is. What Ren Lian said was like a farewell.

The people on the dark web are all high-IQ criminals, and those who dare to provoke with Yama must be trying to trick Liu Zhan, and now Liu Zhan still has a very important task to perform, and Ren Lian doesn't want to make a mistake in this regard.