After seeing off the four people, Sun Cheng did not return to the reception room.

Before he arrived, the four visiting people spent more than half an hour in the reception room.

Sun Cheng was suspicious by nature, not to mention that one of the four was from the National Security Bureau, and God knows if there was any surveillance and listening equipment left here.

He wouldn't be here long until he had seen the surveillance cameras.

When he got back to his office, he hung a Do Not Disturb sign at the door before he walked over to his desk and tapped on the ordinary-looking table.

In an instant, the top of the table, which looked no different from an ordinary mahogany desk, cracked open like a machine, revealing a hidden groove about 60 centimeters long, about 40 centimeters wide, and about 15 centimeters deep.

Inside the groove was a metal box with a silver-gray glow.

Taking out the metal box, Sun Cheng skillfully opened it.

This metal box is a miniature signal receiving base station of the mosquito-shaped ultra-miniature scouts he brought back to the real world from the [Transformers Universe].

Of course, Sun Cheng prefers to call it a nest.

Over the past year or so, he has suffered from a disease called a severe lack of security.

Except for himself and Ye Qi, he looked at everyone around him with scrutiny and vigilance.

Therefore, Sun Cheng placed a sub-nest of the ultra-miniature detector in the company.

The building is densely populated with hundreds of mosquito-type detectors, supervising every staff member at all times.

In fact, he now feels more and more that he is right.

So far, Sun Cheng has found six 'new employees' who entered Cybertron with various purposes, and noticed the greed and extravagance of seven middle and senior managers.

As for the desertion of employees during working hours, there are even more, and many so-called 'business elites' who have become old oilers in other companies have already been on his dismissal list.

At the end of the three-month internship period, these employees who are not serious about their work and can easily bring bad to the collective atmosphere of the company will be pleasantly surprised to find that they will receive a dismissal letter from the company.

The metal box in front of Sun Cheng that looks like a computer is the receiving base station that is usually used to store and process all the information fed back by the ultra-miniature scout.

“…… There are also mosquitoes I released in the reception room, so I should have taken a picture of something! ”

Because of the relationship that he usually uses, he is very skilled in one operation, and it didn't take long to find what he wanted.

It was nearly an hour ago, that is, not long after the four visitors arrived at the company, because Sun Cheng was in a meeting, they were invited into the reception room to wait.

After carefully watching it back and forth twice, he turned off the video.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Sun Cheng thought that the other party would leave something in the reception room.

Who would have expected that Liu Qingyun, who was from the National Security Bureau, did look at the entire reception room with scrutinizing eyes from time to time in the video, but did not make further moves.

"It seems that the last time I took off the surveillance equipment they placed near the villa, it still had a little effect!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Sun Cheng was satisfied with the retraction of the signal receiving base station, leaned back in his chair, and thought about the follow-up actions.

At the same time, in a meeting room in a building in Nandu, which he didn't know, four people who had just left Cybertron were now here.

This is a small and medium-sized conference room with a size of sixty or seventy square meters, the conference room is not large, but the oval conference table is full of people.

If Sun Cheng was also here, it was estimated that he would be able to recognize it at a glance, as one of the middle-aged men at the oval conference table, it was Liu Zhen, the director of the Xia National Security Bureau that he had just come into contact with not long ago.

“…… Now that everyone is here, let's start the meeting! ”

On the oval conference table, a middle-aged man with the words [Secretariat: Wang An] in front of him was the first to speak.

There are people who are familiar with the politics of Xia Guo and follow the news, and it is estimated that they will immediately recognize this middle-aged man.

His name is Wang An, 47 years old, and he is the secretary general of the presidential secretariat, and his position seems inconspicuous, to put it bluntly, he is a senior assistant in charge of the president's daily life and work.

But in a sense, Wang An also represents the will of the president, and his presence here means that His Excellency the president is also paying attention to the subsequent progress of the matter.

Wang An's side sat in front of him [Equipment Department: Chen Jichang], [National Control Bureau: Liu Huayu], [National Security Bureau: Liu Zhen] and other ministers and director-level bigwigs of important ministries and commissions of Xia State.

The oldest is undoubtedly General Chen Jichang, a 65-year-old veteran general who has been engaged in national defense armament construction for more than 40 years and is currently the head of the armament department.

After hearing Wang An announce the start of the meeting, he was the first to respond: "I just received the notice yesterday, and I have very limited understanding of the specific situation. Director Liu, I heard that the other party was the first to contact you, can you tell us more about it? ”

"No problem, General!"

Liu Zhen pondered his words for a moment, and then spoke: "Two days ago, a force calling itself the 'Federation of Progressive Chinese Americans' hacked into the internal network of our National Security Bureau through unknown means. ”

"According to their own claims, the reason why they acted like this is because when our NSA was investigating the mysterious death of a CIA agent in Nandu some time ago, some NSA staff members were eyeing Sun Cheng, the president of Cybertron Technology Group!"

“…… So, this series of things was introduced!

It took about ten minutes for Liu Zhen to explain the whole thing in detail to everyone in the conference room.

Although he reported to the Presidential Office at the first time, he was sure that the Presidential Office would notify the [Ministry of Equipment], the [National Control Bureau] and other ministries and commissions to participate in this matter, and would inevitably copy Liu Zhen's report to them.

However, in the past two days, under the full operation of the National Security Bureau, although the relevant [P· They still have no clue about the information, but the investigation of Sun Cheng is very smooth and has gained a lot.

Not only did they investigate that at the beginning of the year, Sun Cheng fell into a certain usury routine dressed in the skin of a campus loan because of the routine of his classmates.

Even the fact that he may have a crush on his sister-in-law Ye Qi was carefully written into his personal investigation report.

It is not surprising that almost every country has a large number of experts of all kinds in its intelligence agencies.

For example, the CIA did not hesitate to fish for law enforcement and coerced some well-known hackers in Europe and the United States to work for themselves.

Even the CIA has recruited a large number of triads, drug dealers, crooks, and kidnappers as experts to train agents for themselves.

Xia Guosin is not as bottomless as the CIA, but in addition to some experts who focus on military, technology, business and industry, it also recruits some experts in the fields of medicine and psychology.

Some top psychology and emotion experts can completely distinguish a person's mental activities and personal emotional problems through a certain behavior.

It can be seen from this that the National Security Bureau now attaches great importance to Sun Cheng, or the mysterious organization he created [P· C·F].

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