"Harif", a superpowered person with mysterious whereabouts and unknown intentions, his name was written on the blank piece of paper in front of Long Yun.

The young man was not frustrated or irritated by the fact that he was concerned about this, but did not draw any conclusions at all, but instead raised his pen and circled the code name, and then thoughtfully lifted the pen and frustrated.

With the movement of his wrist, leaving many small black dots on the paper, Long Yun's eyes gradually became calm, at this moment, he clearly realized that "Harif" is the key person to solve the doubts in his heart, tonight's thinking, it is not all fruitless, at least he has considered the overall situation, if he really encounters this mysterious guy again, at least he will not be as confused as Deir ez-Zor on the decisive day.

But where is this "Harriff" now......

In the middle of the night, the young man in the villa was still meditating on the handwriting on the notepad.

The answer to the question of where "Haraf" has gone is not just that he is struggling to figure it out.

Eyes swept across the land and ocean, to another continent thousands of miles away, the sun-drenched, cold-windswept eastern North American continent, the sky in Washington, D.C. was cloudless as usual, there were no snowflakes in the sky, and from the slender window on the second floor of the White House, a large yellowed lawn was flat and monotonous, and a few people in the lounge were probably the same, but under the surface of silence, conflicts of opinion were inevitable.

Woodrow Wilson, the current president of the United States of America, wears a stylish dark gray suit and meticulously groomed hair. The gold clip on the dark red tie is shiny. It seems that the whole person is very energetic.

But at this time. Compared with the bright and neat appearance, in the face of a group of CIA officials and assistant secretaries of state present, feeling that the atmosphere in the room was not very harmonious, Mr. President's face was a little impatient, while continuing to maintain a minimum of gentlemanly demeanor, while holding his chin and looking indifferently at the chair next to Kathleen Grant, the forty-year-old and ambitious female head of the CIA, who was still gushing about her views on the "ghost" incident. Or rather, in the shelling of Daniel Lee opposite:

“…… What does it mean to 'investigate no real progress'?

With all due respect, Lee, what has been achieved in your field, now that the war in Syria is over, but our target person, who would believe that the nameless corpse is 'Haraf,' and what is the whereabouts of this person, I do not believe that outside intervention will help, on the contrary, the affairs of the United States do not need to be interfered with by outsiders. That's what I've always seen! ”

"Oh, really?"

Facing the aggressive Catherine. CIA Deputy Director Daniel Lee, who is still dressed in a baggy suit, is still unhurried when he speaks:

"Actions abroad, perhaps, are not going well.

So, Ms. Katherine Grant, what about your agents, have you found the thieves in the Arizona desert, and the YF-23 object data that was stolen along with them, and where did all this go? Then, the 'ghost' fighter in the hands of the Liberal Party, has the source of production been found, and if the producer cannot be caught, where will we, who are working outside, find clues and arrest a group of suspects? ”

"That's exactly what I want to ask!"

As soon as Daniel Lee's voice fell, the Secretary of State next to him just wanted to interject and say a few words, but was preempted by Catherine, "Regarding that 'Area A', it is obviously related to this data theft case, but, Lee, you swore before that 'there is no connection between the two', but I never thought so, - Your Excellency President, the work of the CIA should not be so bluntly separated, my team and I need the archives and investigative authority of 'Area A'!" ”

"Ah, is it?

Catherine, this is more complicated than you might think, which is why we can't just rely on the CIA, but we have to tell the truth to the countries involved and try to cooperate more broadly to deal with this uncertain crisis. ”

In the face of the questioning of the female leader, His Excellency the President said.

"Tell the truth?

But, Mr. Wilson, I don't trust the Russians and the Chinese at all! How's this—"

“――Oh，Good_noon，Ladies_and_gentlemen。”

Just when a few people in the room were arguing and completely ignoring their position and status, the door of the office was quietly pushed open, and with a few "stepping" sounds of leather soles touching the floor, several people sitting on sofas and chairs tilted their heads to look over, and saw an old man with gray hair and a very straight body raising his hands to hold his glasses, and his face was slightly peaceful with a slight vicissitudes of life:

"Mr. Wilson, Daniel Lee,—oh, and Ms. Grant, I'm sorry I'm a little late."

"Johan?"

When she saw her idol when she first entered the CIA, former CIA Director John McLaughlin, not only President Wilson on the couch stood up and bowed, but Catherine Grant in the chair also stood up at once, and stretched out her hand to the old director with her debate opponent Daniel Lee, she blurted out unconsciously, and then realized that something was wrong, "Uh-Mr. McLaughlin, why are you here too?" ”

"Oh, of course, Mr. Wilson's call, and I've heard that there are some things that require my help, and of course it's my duty to do so."

He shook hands with Catherine Grant, who was in a suit and skirt and had a good appearance, and shook hands with Daniel Lee, who approached him, and said a word or two to greet him, and the elderly former CIA director made fun of his crumpled tie.

"Ah, Mr. John McLaughlin, I have invited you here today, I have already exchanged some information, and I guess you know the situation? I don't want to go through the procedures of Congress, so today I'm here for a private meeting, and then we'll have a consultation meeting with people from other countries. ”

"Yes, Mr. Wilson."

In the face of the respectful Woodrow Wilson, the elderly former director of the CIA did not give much courtesy, when he was in office, the current President was only a state legislator, although in the political circles of the United States there is no seniority, the later ones are still quite respectful to the CIA, which controls state secrets, Mr. President beckoned everyone to sit down, and then picked up a stack of papers to distribute to you.

"Well, now that the people have arrived, gentlemen, I have nothing to worry about here, and I hope that all of you here will take a good look at this material, and then consider the United States' response.

In the present form, it is no exaggeration to say that the United States is on the verge of a serious crisis; That's why I'm bringing you together, including Mr. John McLaughlin, who left office in the early years, instead of writing a bill to Capitol Hill and counting on the muddy politicians, when time is running out and the United States must respond immediately and forcefully in the face of unforeseen challenges, and that includes working with a country where consensus can be reached.

How, got it, Ms. Catherine Grant? ”

"I—understood, Your Excellency."

was directly named by Wilson Woodrow, the female person in charge of the chair pursed her lips, squinted her eyes and glanced at the deputy director of the CIA who looked down at the materials, and seemed to be a little unconvinced, but as the president has been quite serious about the CIA cadre recently, she still responded very strictly, and then couldn't wait to turn the page, trying to figure out why President Wilson, who has always been calm and unhurried, has a bit of political demeanor, is also a picture of a great enemy.

To put it bluntly, a leak related to the aviation industry system of the United States, there was a "ghost" on the battlefield of the Syrian civil war, which is of course a serious scandal, but the previous work of the CIA has ruled out the possibility that YF-23 comes from the United States, and now the CIA and the military should do the most is probably to go all over the world to find the remnants of the Liberal Party to settle accounts, and at the same time with the cooperation of the Damascus regime to investigate in Syria and find a fighter factory that must be stored, this kind of thing, The United States itself can fully cope with it, but why did it bring in Red Russia and China to make peace?

Thinking of this, while skimming through the printed manuscripts that had been hastily sorted out, Katherine Grant was still dissatisfied with her nominal boss, who was also President Wilson's designated commissioner.

Daniel Lee, this guy, had previously refused her request to participate in the "Area A" data theft case, with years of intelligence work experience, she had long sniffed out a trace of anomalies in it, what "Area A", even if it belongs to the top secret of the CIA, but since it is involved in such a troublesome scandal investigation, shouldn't it be to get to the bottom of it, otherwise how can she get a satisfactory investigation conclusion if she is so constrained everywhere?

With this thought, the female person in charge browsed very quickly, but the lines of handwriting on the paper quickly changed her opinion.

"Area A", the legendary "Abandoned_Area", would actually be......

Scrolling through the pages, twisting the paper with "Top_Secret, note_and_DESTROY" (top secret, destroyed after reading), Catherine Grant raised her head several times to look at Wilson who was sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, and then at the old director McLaughlin, who had a pipe in his hand and had not lit it, and his lips moved slightly but he could not make a sound, although the doubts in his heart were already very thick at this time. (To be continued......)