Meanwhile in Los Angeles, Pete was informed that Adar Hassan would be here on Monday. The time was still the same as before, and the number of people was only him, the person who met was Casey, and the number of people who declared it was only herself. Seeing this, Pete immediately knew that this was obviously going to pass on information, which made him frown, because if this was the case, then it meant that the upper authorities did not stop the transmission of information because they were about to be transferred, and they still decided to continue. Why is that? Could it be that there is something big?

Thinking of this, Pete couldn't sit still. He wanted to know what Casey was thinking at the moment, and what was the point of continuing to pass on information like this. But apparently it was unlikely at the moment, and they would meet tomorrow, which meant that there was not much time left for him to prepare.

So Pete went back to his room and took out the little camera, checked it again, and put it back in. After that, I went to the room where the shredder and other miscellaneous items were kept, and once again simulated in my mind what I was going to do and what I was going to do. I don't know why I'm going to continue, but now that they've decided that they're going to have to cooperate and do what they have to do.

At two o'clock on Monday afternoon, Casey and Adar Hassan arrived in Hall 3 one after another. Pete ushered them into the chamber as usual. From Pete's observations, Hassan was visibly nervous, and he would look around from time to time, as if someone was secretly staring at him. And Casey was obviously a little nervous, although not obviously, but it was still a little different from before, especially when looking at herself, she always seemed to have something to say to herself.

Pete came to Casey and said, "Is it just the two of you this time?" ”

"Yes." Casey glanced at the people around him, and saw that the other security personnel, including the person who sent Hassan, were standing not far away, and could only say: "This time it is just me and Mr. Hassan, it shouldn't take long, it's just an analysis and summary of the previous work." ”

"Okay." Pete nodded and said, "I see what you mean." He gave Casey a deep look and nodded slightly.

Casey knew that Pete had understood their intentions, so he looked at the hall where they were meeting while breathing a sigh of relief, "So can we go in?" ”

"Yes. Just the two of you this afternoon. You can take as long as you want, as long as you make sure that Mr. Hassan can get back on time. Pete said as he led the way and led them in. After arranging everything, he withdrew and walked into the monitoring room as usual.

Judging from the screen, Casey and Hassan did not immediately start writing and drawing as planned, but sat there as if they were really discussing. It should be their business dealings, at least from the sounds of their conversations. Perhaps it is precisely because of this talk about work that Adar Hassan feels a lot more relaxed.

But it was Kathy who really started, and after about ten minutes Kathy took the pen and paper on the table and began to write, saying something as he spoke, and Adar Hassan hesitated for a moment and sat down next to Kathy. Reading nests

Pete knew that the transfer of information had begun, which made him a little nervous, he was always worried that something would go wrong with Hassan, which was easy to say, but in fact, it was a big test of people's psychological endurance, and not everyone could withstand such pressure.

After three minutes of Kathy's almost pretending to talk and write, Hassan took a pen. This made Pete a little relieved and a little worried. Because the way this guy took the pen was as if he had summoned up the courage to make up a certain determination in a moment, as if he had made a big decision in a split second, rather than a thoughtful and natural thing.

But now I can't care about so much, the important thing is whether he can write down important things. Pete immediately looked through the surveillance to see the person standing on the side in charge, especially the one from the Security Service. I saw that the state of these people was about the same, they were similar to what they expected, the calm during this time, and the smooth and orderly order and strict supervision here made them all relax their vigilance, and it can be seen from the monitoring that most of them have been distracted, and some of them didn't even look at Casey and Hassan, so it seems that if it weren't for the rules, maybe they could talk to the people around them.

Pete saw the state of these people and returned his focus to Hassan and Casey. I saw that Hassan was obviously in a state and a little too involved, but this guy didn't say anything at all, just buried his head in writing. Casey, on the other hand, looked carefully at what the guy had written, and didn't know if it was pretended or really necessary, and from time to time Casey would open her mouth as if she had asked some questions.

It took about ten minutes for Hassan to stop, and then the two of them took the two pages and discussed them for a moment, and then Hassan wrote again, and after repeating this three times, Hassan dropped his pen and leaned back in his chair looking very tired.

Casey took the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, and after a few questions and a few moments of exchange, she stood up and placed the paper in her hand on the table.

When Pete saw this action and knew that they were over, he immediately got up and walked quickly to the hall, just before entering the hall, the door of the hall had been opened, Hassan walked out first with a blank face, and Casey followed behind him, glanced at Pete and took the initiative to chat with Hassan.

Pete walked quickly into the hall, and at this moment someone was already packing up, so Pete walked to the table and picked up the two sheets of paper full of things just now, and then looked at them carefully in front of everyone with curiosity.

"I don't know what it is." Pete underestimated the two things in his hands and turned around and walked out of the hall, and looked at the two people who had been brought to the entrance and exit: "You two have a good trip, bring your own things, remember to confirm before leaving." With that, he pushed open the door and walked into the room where the shredder was placed, closed the door with his backhand and turned on the shredder, and immediately started to act after hearing the footsteps outside the door and the door of the reception hall being closed and the footsteps were far away.

Pete first unfolded the two sheets of paper and placed them on a photocopier in the room, as close to the light on the roof as possible. Then he quickly took out the small camera he had prepared from his pocket, followed the actions he had repeatedly rehearsed before, adjusted the lens to the most suitable distance in the instructions without blocking the lights in the room, confirmed the alignment through the viewfinder, and pressed the shutter.