Reykjavík, the capital of Iceland, is also the largest city and the largest port in Iceland, because of its strategic location to become the main port in northern Europe, where the environment is beautiful, there are few factories, almost no pollution, so it is called a "smoke-free city". The people here live a very comfortable, quiet, peaceful, comfortable and free life. Reykjavík has been ranked as one of the happiest cities in the world for many years in a row.

Located on the Celtiana Peninsula in Fakhsa Bay in the southwest of Iceland, it is located at the northern latitude of the United States, and is the northernmost capital of the world. It covers an area of 120 square kilometers and an inner urban area of 100 square kilometers. It has a population of about 115,000, accounting for 36% of the country's total population. The terrain near the city is relatively flat, and the climate is mild and humid. The average temperature in January is 0.3C, and the annual precipitation is 840 mm.

Near the harbor, the sea breeze is strong at night, rolling up smoke and dust and sand on passers-by.

Street lights emit a dim glow, and visibility on the road is low.

A woman wrapped her whole body walked steadily towards her destination.

As she advanced, a massive bunker came into view.

"Knock knock!"

The woman knocked on the door of the bunker.

The rusty iron door was slowly pushed open, and a man with long blond hair came into view, and he could see the comer, a very ordinary-looking woman.

"Christian Disot, there is an appointment." The woman said indifferently.

The long-haired blond man looked the woman up and down, invited her in, then looked around the doorway, and then closed the heavy iron door.

Entering the bunker, it is filled with all kinds of electronic devices, some of the latest and some of the oldest, like a large garbage dump.

"Ramp up the attack and destroy their database."

"I'm going to hang a picture of SpongeBob SquarePants on their company homepage."

"Shit, I've been busy for so long, and they stopped me."

Both men and women are bursting with foul language and violent language at all times.

The woman ignored these, her purpose was clear.

Even if it is the first time to come, without the guidance of others, the footsteps are still moving smoothly according to a certain goal.

Because of the structure of this bunker, she has long been familiar with it.

In front of a certain computer, the woman sat down without the slightest emotion, opened her shoulder bag, took out a USB flash drive from it, connected to the computer, and then danced with her fingers with both hands, like wild bees flying, so fast that it almost exceeded the visual ability of ordinary people, and manipulated.

If someone could take a closer look at the woman's computer page, then he could clearly see that the woman had hacked into the CIA's network.

The woman found the file she needed, started downloading, and at the moment of downloading, clicked on the content of the web page.

Project Black Rose!

She scans through the content quickly, but at one point, she pauses, because she sees a very special name in the web page, Richard Webb.

He is the proposer of the Black Rose Project.

Of course, the woman is not interested in this old man who looks to be sixty or seventy years old, who has been dead for many years, but in this Richard Webb's son, David Webb.

After clicking on David Webb's message, the woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and she was stunned, because this so-called David Webber actually looked exactly like the Jason Byrne she knew.

Silly face!

Well, she kind of knows the true identity of Jason Bourne, it turns out that David Webber is Bourne's original name.

Nicky Parsons, a female CIA agent and a good partner of Bourne, knows that Bourne is obsessed with his true identity, and she tries to help Bourne untie the knot and help him completely let go of the past and become a truly normal person.

As for the betrayal of the CIA and the betrayal of the country for Jason Bourne...... Oops, for the sake of men, I can't take care of it.

Moreover, Nicky had no illusions about the CIA from the beginning, and his position on national security and personal privacy was very firm.

If the CIA dares to monitor the world and undermine the privacy of people all over the world, then she, Nicky, will not share the sky with the CIA.

It's all for freedom and justice!

Just as Nicky attempted to check further into Byrne's profile, a red message appeared on his computer indicating that access was restricted.

Immediately after that, the bunker where she was located went without power.

Thankfully, three seconds before the power went out, the materials she copied had already been downloaded.

"Shit, what's going on?"

"Fuck, why is there a power outage at this time, my mission is over soon!"

The bunker was instantly a mess and noisy.

Nicky reacted quickly and ripped off his USB stick.

"Sisters, can you still connect to the Internet?" A man leaned over and asked Nicky.

As soon as he put away the USB drive, Nicky reflexively elbowed and struck the bridge of the man's nose.

Although she is a civilian in the CIA, she can also use both hands, and she feels that she can fight ten by herself against the dead fat house hackers in the bunker!

An elbow broke the bridge of the man's nose, and Nicky immediately pulled out a gun.

The appearance of the guns immediately overwhelmed the shouts of a group of dead fat house hackers inside the bunker.

Although this group of people is high-spirited and looks down on the world in the network, attacking and insulting the defenses of those high-tech companies, such as eating, sleeping, and talking, they all exude a self-respecting spirit! As the so-called one-click re-hand, I have it in the world! The key of the river comes from the sky, and the key crosses the world with one click.

But in life, most of them are inferior and cowardly, dare not conflict with anyone, dare not insult others, for fear of being beaten to the dead fat house.

Suddenly, I saw a woman take out a gun, and her legs and stomach were trembling.

Seeing that this group of dead fat houses were suppressed, Nicky randomly picked up a bottle of wine from a table, spilled it on the computer he had used, and immediately took out a lighter and threw it on the computer, and the fire immediately burst into flames.

In the end, Nicky walked out of the bunker with the USB flash drive, and with the pistol in Nicky's hand, the fat house hackers didn't dare to pursue it at all.

……

"What do you think I'm doing?" Mo Fei spread his hands and said innocently: "Do you still think I did it?" I'm with you right now, where can I find time to hack into your CIA? ”

As soon as she heard that the CIA had been invaded again, Heather put her suspicion on Murphy.

Because the document that Murphy took out earlier was simply treating the defense of the CIA's network system as if it were air, although I don't know how he did it.

However, for ordinary hackers, it is basically impossible to make the CIA's cyber defense system defenses defenseless.

As a department head in the CIA's science and technology department, she knows all too well about technical issues.

Therefore, Heather seriously suspects that the person who is now hacking into the CIA system is the person who did the previous document of Murphy.

"It's better not you, or you'll see how I'll clean you up!" Heather said to Murphy with a lip sync, snorted coldly, and continued to answer the phone.

Regardless of the purpose or means, but are you using our CIA as a bathroom? Come as you want, go as you want?

Unforgivable!

Mo Fei lay on his back, his hands on his head, leisurely admiring Heather's wonderful figure, and sighed slightly: "Alas, if you are not careful, you put a hat on Magneto, you see this whole thing...... Actually, I'm helpless! ”

After eating at the restaurant, the two returned to Heather's villa together.

Originally, because Murphy didn't let her act with an iron hand to do insider trading, Heather was very angry.

The knowledge promised before has come to naught.

But!

Who made Murphy thick-skinned?

Under the stalking, in the end, the beauty was coaxed to soften her attitude, and finally went home together.

After all, although she is angry with Murphy's ex-boyfriend, she has also been thirsty for a long time.

As a department head of CIA, the pressure is also very high, and in the face of the difficulties of the boss, the disobedience of the subordinates, and the intrigues of colleagues, it is necessary to deal with it with a spirit of 12 points.

She, Heather, is not an iron man, and if she keeps a high level of vigilance for a long time, she will also be tired, right?

So at some point, it's normal to sit on a merry-go-round to decompress, right?

Otherwise, if you are in a depressed psychological state for a long time, even if you are not crazy, it is easy to have psychological problems.

It's a win-win partnership.

"Sir, there's a machine assigned to the Novosibirsk standby team of polar bears in 1993, and it's knocking on our door with the status of damaged on the inventory list."

Heather's expression immediately froze.

Originally, it was indefensible, not because the external invasion was too strong, but because the internal invasion.

What I didn't say was definitely done by my own people.

People on the outside can't figure out the inner workings of the CIA, and it's impossible to follow some clues to find the inventory reimbursement machine.

Traitor!

She hung up the phone, rolled over and got out of bed, and began to look for clothes.

bra, vest, coat......

In less than a minute, Heather re-transformed into the serious workplace elite, heroic and cold.

Hair coiled high, delicate countenance, bony figure.

A close-fitting black suit with a gray vest and matching trousers on the lower body highlights Heather's intellectual temperament.

"Wow, you're not, aren't you? Halfway through...... So what should I do? Mo Fei spread his hands and said helplessly.

"I have an urgent job, where is the air traffic for you? Solve it yourself! Heather was in a hurry, so she burst into a foul mouth, and threw Murphy's clothes on him angrily.

Heather left the bedroom in a hurry, and immediately entered the basement, using the equipment inside, video connection and remote control.

Otherwise, when she drove there, the daylily would be cold.

In cyber warfare, every second counts.

"Alas, if you find a woman from the secret service organization as a wife, I'm afraid that this will be indispensable in the future!" Murphy sighed.

Even if Heather has a delicate appearance, elegant temperament, and a lot of income, she is definitely not a good candidate to be a wife.

His interest had been interrupted, and Murphy had no interest in thinking about any more messy things, so he reached for the silver-gray watch on the bedside table and woke up the red queen.

The setting of the red queen has a directionality, except for Mo Fei himself who can hold it, others have it, and wear it on the finger, which is no different from an ordinary watch.

"Red Queen, search for the information of the person who is hacking into the CIA's internal information."

The Red Queen reacted quickly, projecting an image of the inside of the Reykjavík bunker.

Every computer and camera in it was taken over by the Red Queen in an instant.

Strong artificial intelligence, that's how it hangs!

"Guys, our confidential host has been compromised by a major breach, so let's put aside everything we have at hand and deal with this matter."

In the computer room, there was a chaotic scene.

"What's the situation?"

"Sir, that person didn't do anything, didn't communicate with the outside world, nothing."

"They've found a backdoor...... "I need a reverse access script to locate the source." ”

"Okay, I'll get it!"

Heather turned on the prediction algorithm on his computer.

As a department head of the CIA's science and technology department, Heather's technical strength can also be said to be quite outstanding, and the prediction algorithm is a special set of algorithms compiled by her own strength.

It is a data mining technique that extracts information from various types of data and uses it to predict trends and behavioral patterns.

It includes predictions of the future or other unknown** derived from the analysis of current and historical facts from a variety of statistical techniques such as predictive modeling, machine learning, data mining, etc.

In the current situation, Heather decided that she needed to use a reverse shell to locate the source of the attack, discover the IP and then perform a traceroute.

"Sir, I'll send you the script."

"Roger."

Heather's fingers tapped at the keyboard at lightning speed, a few points faster than Nicky's.

"Reykjavik!"

After getting Nicky's IP and running a traceroute, Heather got a latitude and longitude coordinates.

In this way, she discovered that the IP originated from the secret operation hacker base camp in Reykjavík, the capital of Iceland.

"Access the grid there and cut off the power to that building for me!" Heather commanded them all

“。”

While her hands were doing things, Heather's fingers were still on the move, and she was planting malware on them.

Malware is software that is used to interrupt the operation of a computer or mobile device, collect sensitive data from users, gain access to a user's private computer system, or display malicious functions such as advertising pop-ups.

Malware is a collective noun used to refer to viruses, worms, Trojans, etc., that deliberately perform malicious tasks on a computer system.

In this scenario, Heather used a Trojan to remotely plant a Trojan in the CIA file that Nicky had downloaded.

Trojans may appear harmless, do not reproduce themselves and do not deliberately infect other files, but Trojans can disguise themselves and attract users to download and execute, and once the Trojan is successfully planted, intruders can arbitrarily destroy, steal files, remotely manipulate the user's system, and other malicious actions.

As soon as the other party opened the file, Heather would be able to track them down immediately.