"CIA agent arrested by the police", which sounds like a fantasy, finally made the experienced deputy director realize that the situation is not good:

"Caught in the police station? …… Because of the illegal shooting, don't you know that he is our man? This is a strange thing, Mr. Smith, send me the relevant information on this matter immediately," Daniel Lee said with a hint of anxiety as he raised the tablet in his hand, "Well, since there is a problem with the group leader, what about the others?" What exactly is this secret response team for 'Area A' going on?-Smith, I'm going to have to leave, and I'm going to ask the Science and Technology Department to send two knowledgeable guys to check the team's office and the servers in the headquarters computer room! ”

After issuing a series of instructions, waiting in the office for two information security experts from the technical department, hurried out to take the elevator, and rushed to the office premises of the "Area A Action Team" with technicians, Daniel Lee, who conducted a raid, saw only a few dazed civilian personnel, who found nothing in the spacious and empty office, and after asking those present, he did not ask anything why.

Since taking over the investigation, the deputy director has been running into a wall almost everywhere, and the deputy director wanted to call President Wilson in his office, and then he barely resisted this urge and beckoned the technical staff to go with him to the server room of the headquarters building.

In the office of the action team, it was announced on the spot that several employees were going to be investigated, leaving two security guards to cordon off the scene, all the way to the computing center area under the CIA headquarters, and the deputy director asked two professionals to immediately take over the network cache and data control rights of the secret team, and find some logs, records and other things that can intuitively reflect the situation.

After the order was given. Wander to the brightly lit underground corridor. He hesitated for a moment. Still, he took out his phone and called it out and reported to President Wilson on his latest developments at the CIA headquarters.

“…… Water permeability incidents? Data damage is strictly zhòng? ――The person in charge was arrested and taken to the police station? ”

Sure enough, seeing a depressed Daniel Lee from the screen, and hearing what he said, Woodrow Wilson, who was busy with official business in the Oval Office of the White House, changed his face, but he immediately realized that it was a video call, so he changed to a "expected" expression, but the uncertainty in his heart could not be eliminated immediately.

Damn it. If it weren't for the involvement of YF-23, would he, the president of the United States, still think that the world is peaceful and ignorant of it?

Unlike Daniel Lee, who was appointed temporarily, as the current president of the United States of America, he got a "black record" from the CIA after taking office, and has a considerable understanding of several top-secret events in this huge country, and Woodrow Wilson naturally knows the ins and outs of the "scrap zone". It's just that for various reasons, he didn't mention it to Daniel Lee. Rather, he hoped that the deputy director, who was also quite skillful in handling affairs, would be able to figure it out as much as he could, or that he would be able to prove that the "abandoned area" had nothing to do with the gang of thieves who stole the information of the fighter planes.

Usually Mr. President rarely takes the initiative to think about it, but now when he hears the deputy director who was sent to investigate say this, his surprise and fear are naturally indispensable.

Investigating the leak scandal of the YF-23 fighter, Wilson was silent for a while in front of the wide desk in front of the screen, his eyes kept rolling, obviously thinking carefully, or weighing the pros and cons; At this moment, the expert who went to the computer room to retrieve the number jù also ran over, and hurriedly reported to Daniel Lee, that the number jù server of the secret response team in "Area A" had obviously been tampered with, and the number jù on it had almost been erased, and it was probably very difficult to restore it, in short, the situation was not optimistic at all.

"What--that's the case?" Erased', the headquarters computer room has a backup system that is updated in real time, isn't it? How could it all be erased—"

As he spoke, realizing that he was on a video call with Woodrow Wilson, Daniel Lee, who looked nervous, immediately thought of a possibility, and asked the experts of the technical department to immediately start recovering the fù count, extracting any bit of content that could be recovered, and then walked quickly to the other corner of the corridor to continue the face-to-face conversation with His Excellency the President:

"Uh...... Mr. President, I think you've heard—"

"Yes, Lee, this is unusual."

Sitting in the sunny Oval Office, with several documents open on the computer screen in front of him, and fingers tapping on the desktop, Woodrow Wilson's expression became grim, and it was clear that he, like the CIA deputy director on the phone, thought about what the fact that the number jù in the server was overwritten and erased.

As the ultimate barrier to national security in the United States, the CIA, which has a large organization and is well-organized, has also made a lot of achievements in professional technology, and attaches great importance to information security. In this case, there is only one possibility that the "waste zone" will deal with the number of servers in the team, and that is to be tampered with and destroyed by someone with authority, in other words, there must be an internal ghost in the team, which is extremely strict for any intelligence agency.

First the accident in the data warehouse, then a bizarre encounter with the team leader, and now the deliberate sabotage of several servers, not only the deputy director Daniel Lee, who has a keen sense of smell, is already highly nervous, but President Wilson on the other side of the line is also completely alert.

Facing a crisis that suddenly appeared in front of him, compared to the YF-23 scandal that was boiling in the outside world, Woodrow Wilson at the desk felt a burst of tightness in his scalp and some oppressive discomfort in his throat. The president's eyes twitched slightly at the thought of the top-secret materials he had consulted at the CIA headquarters in Langley at the beginning of his tenure, and he immediately recalled the dusty records of the "waste area", and at this moment, the huge fireball that he imagined out of thin air, and the flames that swept and devoured the sky seemed to appear in front of him......

Suddenly realizing that the situation he was facing was anything but unusual, Woodrow Wilson stood up and paced around his office, his mind already muddled by this sudden thought, and he could not help but hesitate for the incident, having been in politics for many years and extremely sophisticated.

"Then, -- continue the investigation, Lee."

Walking back and forth on the hard floor, his pace turning from messy to sluggish, His Excellency the President, who had been thinking for a long time, pointed the way as soon as he opened his mouth, and he raised his hand to make a few gestures to Daniel Lee on the screen:

"As to 'Area A,' now I need you to do everything in your power to find out the truth of the matter by using all the forces of the Intelligence Agency, and if you are not clear about the situation in Area A,--go to John McLaughlin, who I know is busy at the moment, but the circumstances compelle you to convey my opinion to him; Feel free to call me as soon as there is any progress. ”

"Understood! Your Excellency the President. ”

Woodrow Wilson, who gave the order during the video call and turned off the communications, continued to pace around the office, as if to ease the tension in this way, although he had just met the deputy director of the CIA to disguise the negative feelings that were not conducive to conveying intentions.

No matter who you are suddenly faced with something completely unprepared, this kind of situation will appear more or less.

Walking back and forth on the carpet in front of his desk, his hands slightly tense in his trouser pockets, Wilson, who was not accustomed to such difficult thinking, realized once again that he was not good at and did not want to consider such a difficult event. Now, however, even prayers are useless, and in any case, the CIA's feedback is very clear, and the threat of imminent threat is evident in the context of the fact that someone, whoever they are for, is destroying things related to the "wasteland".

That long-abandoned land, a "wasteland" that no one has been able to set foot in for many years, is now connected with the bizarre YF-23 fighter leak, could it be that this area, which is recorded as "extremely dangerous" in the document, is already like a sleeping hellish fire demon, about to open its blazing eyes and the flaming maw, ready to devour a qiē?

……

Spurred on by the YF-23 leak, the United States' intelligence system is still working hard to try to find out the truth of the matter.

Unlike the sunlit North American continent, the gaze returns to the dim land of the Middle East, in the northwest of the Arabian Peninsula, in Syria, the northern city of Aleppo, the streets of this city full of Liberal armed swords and guns, and in the open villa area on the south side of the city, the plotters who single-handedly caused the chaos in the Middle East and caused countless lives are sitting on the observation deck with an open view, looking down on the vast land under their feet and the entire city that is about to sink into the thick night in the distance through the hazy dusk sky.

Abdul Rahman, the leader of the Syrian Freedom Party and the de facto leader of the Aleppo regime, was sitting on one side of a low table in a conspicuous white robe, looking a little tired as he picked up the fresh fruit from the gold plate and threw the peeled beads of crystal grapes into his mouth. (To be continued......)