Saturday, June 23rd. I don't know how Ray got it, but in less than ten hours, he walked without being lame.

Maybe he had some unique treatment. Anyway, Ray didn't show anything unusual in front of Brooklyn, and he didn't know what magical medical skills he used.

But this is not something to care about, Ray is back, there is a high probability that he will get out successfully.

Otherwise-

"According to the latest news from the FBI, yesterday afternoon, after obtaining the judge's permission order, the operation team immediately launched an operation to raid the addresses of the four 'Hellfire' gunmen. A TV station news reports came from the TV that Brooklyn and Ray were having breakfast and stopped moving.

As soon as the picture turned, a familiar figure appeared in the frame. It's the same female reporter Brooklyn is familiar with!

She was standing in front of what appeared to be a small, dilapidated brick and concrete building that looked like it was on fire, behind her were firefighters and medical staff, and further afield, at least a dozen FBI vehicles were parked around the building.

The cordon was pulled all the way to the intersection at both ends. Members of the FBI's operations team are fully armed to lift something out of it.

Thunder couldn't help but get into the dinner knife, and the knife collided with the plate, making a loud noise. Brooklyn glanced back, didn't say anything, and continued to follow the news.

Lucy began to give a briefing. According to her account, the FBI task force was authorized to launch a raid on the Hellfire gunman's address on West 23rd Street in Manhattan early yesterday, and the result was a windfall.

The action group encountered resistance in the early stages of the raid, and they did not expect to encounter resistance. The two sides exchanged fire for nearly 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes later, the team stormed the building and killed the protesters. During the investigation layer by layer of the action group, some members of the suspected leader of the resistance burned the materials, and the action team rescued them in time and grabbed some of the materials.

At present, the FBI is mobilizing experts to analyze the salvaged data. According to the FBI on-site commander, it is likely to be a nest of KB elements, and the shooting by the four 'Hellfire' gunmen at the Wyoming airport is likely not a simple gang vendetta.

The FBI has now initiated further investigations into the victims' backgrounds. The FBI on-site command staff also claimed that the Hellfire members had been contained and that they were rushing to interrogate them, and the command staff promised that the matter would soon subside and would not have any impact on the daily lives of New Yorkers.

As Lucy was reporting, the camera suddenly moved quickly, focusing on the outside of the cordon. There came a group of people in uniform uniforms, holding signs and horns, led by a burly middle-aged man, who stood outside the police cordon in unison.

It was the seafarer. Brooklyn glanced back at Ray. Ray was cutting his omelet with his head down, seemingly unconcerned about what was going on on TV.

Mr. Seafarer waved his arms and raised them high, looking a little excited. He shouted something, and the group of people who came with him shouted in unison.

The shouts quickly converged, overpowering Lucy's commentary, but they were still too chaotic to hear clearly.

The commotion quickly caught the attention of the FBI agents, and an on-site commander got out of the car and went to negotiate with Mr. Seafarer.

The media reporters have always had a keen sense of smell, and they all rushed towards Mr. Seafarer with long guns and short cannons, holding microphones.

“…… We don't believe it - bam! When I got closer, I vaguely heard Mr. Seaman's shout, and the on-site commander stood in front of Mr. Seaman, and was trying to persuade him, when suddenly a gunshot rang out, and Mr. Seaman seemed to be a statue, and he kept his arms raised and stopped there.

He looked incredulous and looked down. On his chest, red blood soaked the lead-gray overalls.

Screams were heard, and the crowd fled in all directions. The camera began to shake violently, and Lucy of A and the camera brother hid behind the car of the FBI action team, holding their heads in both hands, and trying to lie on the ground as much as possible.

Bang! Brooklyn was frightened and stood up. Lei threw away the fork and subconsciously bent down to find cover, then realized that it was just a live sound on the TV, sat back down, forked the omelette and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed.

"Hehe" Faintly, Ray seemed to let out two sneers. …………………… The FBI on-site command and operation team are very experienced in coping.

The team sprang into action quickly, splitting into two groups, one to cover the evacuation scene to ensure that there were no further casualties, and the other to go straight to the firing position.

The terrain at the scene was relatively complex, but the shot was too obvious, and the operation team quickly confirmed the location of the gunman.

Seven minutes later. The members of the operation team kicked open the iron gate of the rooftop, and there was only one rifle on the rooftop that had been dismantled and scattered.

An old man in his fifties was lying on the floor tiles next to the garbage dump downstairs, with blood trickling from under him.

………………………… Without saying a word, Ray shoved the remaining omelet into his mouth, chewed it twice, and took the cup and poured the milk into his mouth.

"I'm full." Ray stood up, walked briskly upstairs, and closed the bedroom door. Bang - Brooklyn sat back down and continued to watch the news.

The scene has been reconnected, and Lucy is tidying up her appearance and introducing the scene at a rapid pace.

Brooklyn didn't listen to a word. He had a lot of questions in his head. Previously, he thought that Mr. Seaman was the bargaining chip that Lenley Crewe had put out, ready to turn New York City upside down and die with the enemy.

Just now, Mr. Seaman was shot dead. Is it because the FBI site has not been cleaned up? And why is Mr. Seafarer there?

Why kill Mr. Seaman? Which side moves? If it was the FBI, obviously they didn't need to deal with Mr. Seafarer in this way.

They had broken through West 23rd Street in Manhattan and obtained some information, and they could have stuffed Mr. Seafarer's information into it and falsely claimed that Mr. Seafarer was related to KB elements.

In this case, Mr. Seafarer's approval rating will decline rapidly, and he will not be expected to become governor. Once he is disqualified and waiting for the dust to settle in the gubernatorial race, Mr. Seafarer will quickly come out of the limelight, and the FBI will have the means to concoct an unknown seafarer.

That's the hand of the gunman left behind by Lyleigh Crewe! This means that all of his previous speculations will be overturned.

The big uproar in New York City was not led by Lyleigh Crewe, and Mr. Seafarer was not pushed by Lyleigh Crewe at all.

Mr. Seafarer is most likely from the FBI! It's all self-directed and self-directed by the FBI??!! Also with Brooklyn are the rest of the gubernatorial race.

Winston happened to be eating breakfast when the shooting happened, and after seeing the live broadcast, the whole person was a little stupid.

He and his campaign team only worked out a strategy to compete with Mr. Seafarer for the votes of the workers' group yesterday, and his itinerary for today was arranged, and the speeches were all out, but Mr. Seafarer died?

Winston felt a little unreal.

"Taylor." Taking out his handkerchief and wiping his mouth, Winston got up and said

"Cancel this morning's trip, contact Judge Brooklyn, I'm going to visit in an hour." Taylor, who was wearing a ponytail and a pullover skirt, answered the call and immediately went to call.

"Just cancel the trip, go to visit the Brooklyn judge without notifying others, just say that I have something to do temporarily." Winston exclaimed.

………………………… Kevin Binns threw away all his work, snuggled up in his apartment, and found time to turn on his computer and enter his mailbox, where an unread email was lying quietly.

Kevin Binns clicked on the email, and a picture of the launch of the MIM-104 anti-aircraft missile came into view.

After downloading the picture, Kevin Binns took out a USB drive and inserted it into the interface, imported the picture into a software with a star-striped banner, and a progress bar popped up on the desktop.

The progress bar quickly fills up, the progress bar box disappears, and a text editor lies quietly on the desktop.

Opening the text editor, the computer stuttered for a moment, and then went dark. After a few moments, the screen lights up again, and full-screen footage of the launch of the MIM-104 anti-aircraft missile begins to appear.

The MIM-104 anti-aircraft missile accurately intercepted the target, and the explosion sounded in the air, and the explosion cloud changed from small to large, occupying the entire screen.

After a few seconds of black screen, enter the desktop. The desktop is very different from what it used to be. The desktop background has been replaced with the Star-Spangled Banner, and there is only one software icon on the left side of the desktop.

Kevin Binns rubbed his hands, clicked into [Patriot Software Platform], and found out the password of the password.

He took out his mobile phone, followed by a string of dynamic passwords, and successfully entered the [Patriot Software Platform].

At the same time, the one-time password email on the phone was silently shredded and deleted. This is a software platform that is no different from an ordinary software store, with a dusty interface, a personal information bar on the left, a full-body portrait of Kevin Binns in military uniform at the top, and an account balance at the bottom: $7,456,132.85.

Below the account balance is the platform reputation score, under the reputation score is the personal information, after clicking in, you will find that it is Kevin Binns's life information, from parking tickets to brief records of CIA internal tasks, as long as you can find them online, you can find them all here.

Below the profile is the user usage history. On the right side of the personal information bar, a few pieces of software with the same Star-Spangled Banner icon lie there alone.

[Patriot Detection] [Patriot Communication] [Patriot Forum] [Patriot Shopping] [Patriot Download] [Patriot Game] [Complaint Patriot] [Join Patriot] [Register Patriot] [To be developed...] Kevin Binns downloaded all the software, turned on [Patriot Detection], and after more than ten seconds, the detection interface displayed [No Abnormality].

He closed the test result dialog box and logged in to [Patriot Shopping], and a black dialog box popped up.

As if afraid that the user would be in too much of a hurry, a row of MIM-104 anti-aircraft missiles began to emerge below, firing at the mouse, and as the mouse moved, the missile turned around and chased the mouse.

【Brooklyn Lee Details】Kevin Binns didn't bother with the 'anti-boredom' mini-game, and directly entered the information in the dialog box.

After a few moments, the anti-aircraft missiles disappeared, as did the missiles that were chasing the mouse and bombing the screen indiscriminately.

[Some data is lost and cannot be obtained.] 【Sent to the mailbox.】 Kevin Binns withdrew from the shopping platform, and his account balance was deducted $200,000.

Silently calculated in his heart, compared to the price he had bought intelligence when he was on a mission before, a mutilated federal prosecutor's details sold for 200,000 was a bit expensive.

But considering that after killing Brooklyn, he can reopen and continue to do business, and 200,000 should be earned back soon.

Kevin Binns logged out of the [Patriot platform], pulled out the USB drive, restarted the computer, and logged in to the mailbox again, where an unread email was already lying there.

………………………… NYPD Headquarters, Conference Room. Walter O'Brien was working on the keyboard with his fingers flying as a laptop was connected to the console on the table next to him.

As he operated, the layers of the laptop were easily unraveled.

"Ahem, what should I call you?" A female voice sounded in the headphones. Thousands of miles away at the BAU headquarters, a blonde chubby girl bit the tail of her pen and asked seriously.

The girl wore a pair of pointed blue glasses, a large blue bow tied on her head, and pink lip gloss, and she was dressed a little strangely.

"Walter." Walter O'Brien replied with a few words.

"Okay, Mr. Walter, what service do you need?" The chubby girl asked, staring at the rapidly scrolling strings on the screen.

Walter O'Brien did not answer, and there was silence in the communication channel. The girl hesitated, patted her cheek, and asked cautiously

"Are you really a 'scorpion'?" There was silence again. Just when the girl was disappointed and thought she couldn't wait for a response, there was a short 'um' from the headphones.

The girl's eyes widened, and the pen in her mouth fell off.

“yes！！” The girl shouted in a suppressed manner, kicked her feet, and the whole person sat in the swivel chair and spun around several times in a row.

“yes！”

"My name is Garcia and you're my idol!" The swivel chair stopped, and Garcia said excitedly.

"I heard you managed to hack NASA when you were eight years old......" Garcia was so excited that he couldn't stop chattering.

"There's one last layer left." Walter said.

"Huh? Oh! Okay, I got it! Garcia hurriedly replied and scrambled back to the keyboard, his eyes glued to the strings scrolling across the screen.

"I've seen the program that hacked into apartment buildings, and this level of protection doesn't look like she could have devised it." Garcia, who had entered the working state, finally got a little serious.

Walter remained silent and did not answer. He had long since discovered this. After all, he had been invited to attend the trial as a technical expert when Emma set the arson scandal, and he had seen Emma Gilson's computer technology at that time.

In Walter's impression, Emma Gilson's computer technology is very good, and the intrusion program is very eye-catching.

But her style is very different from the computer protection this time. He realized the problem when he cracked the first two layers of protection.

In fact, Walter not only recognized that the protection was not the same as the intrusion program, but he also discovered many of the features of the protection program.

That's what a few of his 'acquaintances' used to do when they wrote code. So far, he's recognized at least five different code features.

This gave Walter a bad guess.