Mo Xinwei knew that he couldn't put all his 'focus' on the 13th Office, but he couldn't be indifferent to the work content of this office.

Compared with the responsibilities of the General Staff Department, the incidents and departmental 'departments' involved in the 13th Office are not even a fraction of them. Although An Nianrong showed the demeanor of a "firefighter", a firefighter will never be the protagonist in intelligence work. Intelligence work is a 'fine' work, and what is expected is an effective division of labor and cooperation between agencies, and the more meticulous the division of departments and departments, the clearer the distribution of responsibilities, the higher the efficiency of the work. Intelligence work never depends on the performance of individuals.

No matter what aspect it is, An Nianrong is still far from her department's 'door'.

So, what exactly does this young and beautiful 'woman' want to do? Mo Xinwei will think about this question whenever he has time. Li Tianying had clearly told him that the 13th Office would play a supervisory role in the intelligence organs, but the official decision within this was only a pilot unit at most, so no matter what kind of situation occurred, it was normal. Mo Xinwei himself can see that the intelligence agencies do not need supervision, but it is too hasty to use such a method.

After he took over Xu Chenglong's position, he also met Xu Chenglong several times, mainly to ask his predecessor for guidance on work issues, and during the talks, he knocked on the side, trying to get some valuable information about the 13th Office from Xu Chenglong. Although nothing was found, this made Mo Xinwei more determined that the emergence of the 13th Office must have its practical value and significance, otherwise, Xu Chenglong would not be able to behave well. In the past month, he has not bothered Xu Chenglong again, and first, the health of the former deputy chief is also deteriorating; Second, it is generally believed that he is Li Tianying's person, so he must keep a delicate distance from others.

But Mo Xinwei knows very well that no matter who it is, what is needed to keep his status is his achievements.

The work of the General Staff Department was carried out in an orderly manner, and even when Lin Yongquan's defection occurred, apart from the fact that the Security Bureau intensified its supervision and control over the internal and external areas, it did not experience any other major internal shocks. Everything is stable, and this special secret work agency, which has been born and operated since the time of the Red Army, has become a system of its own, and any movement can be buffered and absorbed internally without affecting other departments in other fields. This is the characteristic of a mature intelligence agency: it does not lead to a complete collapse of intelligence work because of a disjointed link.

But it's a wake-up call.

Experience tells Mo Xinwei that An Nianrong's timely counterattack was because she had been prepared for it, not because she and her subordinates were more 'colorful'. Obviously, the work of the 13th Office includes the supervision of the General Staff Officer, which makes Mo Xinwei feel uneasy. Although he had been told not to worry about the impact of the 13th Office on his work, the intelligence unit had always carried out its work according to needs rather than orders. He wanted to know everything An Nianrong knew.

"It sounds like this office was completely regrouped by people from our people and security department."

Mo Xinwei frowned and looked at Tang Bai, who was sitting opposite. Due to the content of his work and the good relationship with various departments, the director of the office has different degrees of understanding of everything, and he can't meet Xu Chenglong more, but the 'communication' with Tang Bai is completely within the work.

"Except for these firefighting operations, I don't see any need for the 13th Office, and I don't see any need to 'exchange' information with this office, unless I know exactly what this office does."

"This is what Comrade Li Tianying meant." Tang Bai reminded him.

"I know." Mo Xinwei replied briefly, then paused. "I know it's the decision of the superiors, but we are the people on the front line, and we are responsible for the superiors, so there are some things that do not need to be consulted. I am not opposed to 'handing' resources with the 13th Office, but what I hope is that we can know more about the 13th Office, at least there will be no more passive things like Lin Qingquan. ”

Tang Bai didn't speak. No one has mentioned this person anymore, but this does not mean that the investigation into this incident is over, most people have taken a silent attitude towards this matter, which is a responsible attitude, and the organization will eventually draw its own conclusions about this incident, and all they have to do is to keep silent to avoid their own words that may interfere with the investigation. Mo Xinwei is an exception, he was parachuted into his post from another department, so there is no suspicion at all.

"Old Tang, the Lin Qingquan incident is indeed very serious, but it doesn't need to be regarded as the end of the world. In intelligence work, this kind of thing is not surprising, there have been similar incidents in the past, there are now, and they will still appear in the future. The human factor is the most difficult to determine, so I personally don't think that there is any need for the organization or anyone else to be burdened by this incident. The nature of intelligence work is like this, basically we are constantly making mistakes, but once we do it right, all the previous mistakes are corrected. Mo Xinwei lit a cigarette, and then pushed the cigarette case to Tang Bai. You have one, too. ”

"You're boring, I'll 'pump' myself." Tang Bai took out his cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"This work is the first release of the 16 k exclusive text version, may not be reproduced without consent, excerpts, more of the latest and fastest chapters, please visit.1! Originally, it would take some time for me to be transferred here, but my superiors thought that the personnel changes would distract everyone and get rid of the effects of this incident as soon as possible, but now it seems that my appointment is not enough to offset the shock. We need to come up with new measures to distract the attention of our comrades a little more. Mo Xinwei smiled. Of course, the work is still the main thing, and we can only say that it is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone. ”

Tang Bai looked at Mo Xinwei attentively and did not speak. He knew that Mo Xinwei didn't need his own opinions, he only needed his own cooperation.

"The Americans have never relaxed their intelligence work against us, and Lin Qingquan's rebellion shows that they have reached into our department's 'door'. As a colleague, I admit that the work of the Americans is very 'outstanding', so we have to behave better, I have to mobilize all the forces and channels, even if there is no result of the investigation on our side, then we must know from the Americans what is happening among us, and then, I have to study this 13th office, I know that this Director An has something to hide from us. We are the secret unit, Don, we know very well what it means to be secret, we can have secrets, but we can't allow others to have secrets against us. ”

He pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray to extinguish it.

"Organizing forces and completely getting rid of passivity is our most urgent task at present."

"It's a good note to divert the public's attention, old Mo." Tang Bai also stretched his brows. "I will immediately gather my comrades to study it and try to come up with a plan immediately."

"Appoint someone to take full responsibility." Mo Xinwei groaned. "There are instructions from the superiors of the 13th Office, and our work cannot be too out of line, so we must find this candidate, which is the key to the problem."

"I am familiar with the work of the department, and I can recommend some candidates, and then organize and arrange them."

Tang Bai put on his glasses and took the paper and pen on the table to make a note.

Mo Xinwei smiled and shook his head.

"This kind of thing doesn't need to be recorded, at least not yet, and what we're going to talk about next is how to do the work in the United States, and that's why we need to make a detailed memo."

The sudden increase in the workload of a certain 'gate' of the Second Department of the General Staff and the frequent movement of personnel were immediately detected by the Cunya listening station set up at the Hawaii Regional Security Operations Center and the submarine "Jimmy Carter" in the depths of the Pacific Ocean through the submarine fiber optic cable.

The Cunha listening station belongs to the "Global Listening System", an "echelon" listening system jointly established by the United States, the United Kingdom, Canada, Australia and New Zealand. This "echelon" system uses large listening stations located all over the world and spy satellites operating in space to eavesdrop on all electronic communications——— telephones, telegrams, faxes, and e-mails, as well as all kinds of radio signals, including short waves, civil aviation, and maritime communications, sent and received by any country in the world.

The "Jimmy Carter" submarine manufactured by the General Dynamics Electric Boat Company of the United States cost as much as 3.2 billion US dollars, and unlike other "Seawolf" class submarines, this one has added a cabin as a multi-mission platform, from which the sub-boat and frogman can be released to cut fiber optic cables, and after receiving the information, it will be sent to the computer on the mother boat for analysis, so the hull has increased to 135 meters, and the displacement has exceeded 12,000 tons, making it the largest "Seawolf".

It is more difficult to eavesdrop on the fiber optic cable communication, first of all, the frogman needs to pull the fiber optic cable buried in the seabed into the working cabin, the outermost layer of the fiber optic cable is stainless steel, the inside is corrosion-resistant plastic, and then there is a steel wire wrapped inside, and these outer layers must be peeled off before the fiber optic cable can be accessed, and this is not the most difficult part. Optical fibers made of glass are very brittle and can break if you are not careful, and some time ago, the Sino-US submarine fiber optic cable broke because of the crew error on the "Jimmy Carter", so this is the most difficult part. Still, this is currently the main means of US eavesdropping on China.

The information obtained through these methods of interception is collated and analyzed and sent to the White House and the Pentagon, and the main user of this intelligence is the CIA.

This information really made Jack Black's office nervous for a while.

So far, the "oracle" is still highly classified in the bureau, so Bob judged that the Chinese have not really discovered their own internal spy network, but if Jack insists on sharing his intelligence sources with Europe, then the plan he and Robert painstakingly managed will be dealt a devastating 'sex' blow, and the loss of hundreds of millions of dollars is still secondary, and the key is that the United States will lose the opportunity to regain the initiative in Sino-US relations in the new century.

In Bob's view, despite Jack's single-mindedness, he is still just a politician. He may be a successful politician, but he will never be a politician. A politician is a politician, a politician may be 'shrewd', but a politician is wise. If Jack has the patience to complete this plan, then he will have a pivotal position in the intelligence community, of course, it will take time, and for Jack, time is his enemy.

"If he wants to leave the Intelligence Service so much, then let him go."

CIA Director M said this to Bob, and his expression was helpless at the time. Some time ago, Bob had doubts about the future of the "oracle" and had to use M's rest time to ask for help, and in his villa outside Washington, M's answer was this.

"But I've made promises to someone, so I want him to be able to leave with what he wants and not be disgraced, and if you want to kick him out of the agency, it must be in some decent way." M warned Bob at the same time. "I've lost Robert, and I don't want to lose you again."

"I don't have to buy his father's account." Bob gasped and pulled the two Dobermans in his hand. These hounds are extremely powerful and have an extraordinary passion for hunting. "I have my pension and I don't care how many people will know my name, so old Blake is nothing more than air to me."

"Old Blake can cancel your pension." M Ping held up the Remington shotgun in his hand, looking for a prey that could be 'shot'. "He's a Texan, and he never lets go of anyone who offends him, so no one wants to go against him unless they can be sure he's going to give in, and by the way, he's a good friend of the president."

"I thought it was the Intelligence Agency that held the fate of the United States in its hands."

Bob tightened his leash and his greatest hobby was hunting with his beloved precious shotguns and hounds, and interestingly, what he could hunt was never his passion.

"Yes, it is the CIA that holds the fate of the United States in its hands, and that's right." M put down his shotgun and turned his head to look at Bob. "But why let everyone know that? The world is not maintained by power, but by compromise. Only by compromising with each other can the world be peaceful, and the same is true politically. Although we have repeatedly said that intelligence does not have to rely on politicians, we need politicians to enable us to concentrate on our work. ”

M tore off the scarf around his neck and wiped the sweat from his face.

"Bob, you stupid genius, what do you think I'm here hunting for?"

"I don't know, it looks like you don't care what you can hit, M. You're just fooling around. Bob shrugged. My granddaughter can hit rabbits with revolvers. ”

"When I shot, I fantasized it was Old Black's face." A sly smile appeared on M's face. "That way I don't have to shoot him in the real world, and that preserves the dignity of both of us, even though I don't want to. Bob, you're going to sit in Robert's chair, you're going to have to do something better. ”

"But can't you kick his ***?" Bob grimaced.

"You can kick his ***, but not on my turf." M turned around and raised his gun again. "Also, things in Washington and Afghanistan bother me, Bob, you know what I'm talking about."