The muzzle of the gun did not move.

Ethan's eyes were firm, and he immediately shot and killed people if he didn't agree with him.

It's normal for yourself to be sought revenge, but the appearance of these guys is very abnormal, how did they get this kind of news in advance, you must figure out about this, otherwise you will always have no bottom in your heart.

Therefore, intimidation is also necessary.

"You're being watched."

Harold swallowed and continued in a deep voice: "The authorities have a secret system, which monitors any information all the time, emails, phone calls, text messages, online social platforms, etc. ”

Seeing the other party's eyes narrow, he quickly explained: "It's not just against you, almost everyone is being watched. ”

"This system is mainly used to detect terrorist activities against the country."

"Then it can do it, but it's more than that."

Hearing these words, Ethan lowered the muzzle of his gun and waved his hand to indicate that the other party continued.

Seeing this, Harold was also very relieved, and lowered his raised hands a little: "That system also monitors criminal activities against ordinary people, the premeditated kind." ”

"Victim, or perpetrator."

"However, the authorities decided to hide the existence of the surveillance system because they considered the crimes to be inconsequential and feared exposing the existence of the surveillance system."

"But I don't think so."

Lifting his black-rimmed glasses, Harold said seriously, "If you know that some people are being murdered or are going to be in some extreme predicament, if there is a chance that these people will survive." ”

"What would you choose to do?"

Speaking of this, he paused: "I chose to stand up and find a way to help. ”

Harold slowly pulled a note out of his pocket and unfolded it to Ethan: "Someone in the authorities thinks the same way as I do, he doesn't want to do nothing while he knows someone is going to die. ”

The man in glasses bowed his head slightly, avoiding Ethan's gaze: "That person gave me information about what I could do." ”

"I think you should be able to recognize the number on it."

Hearing this, Ethan fixed his eyes.

The pupils constricted slightly, of course he knew, it was clearly his social security number, which existed like an ID number in the United States.

"Just a string of numbers?"

Looking at the note in the other party's hand, he asked in a deep voice.

"That's right."

Harold nodded quickly and went on to explain, "All we have is numbers, so in order to help, we have to investigate accordingly, otherwise we can't do anything." ”

"How so?"

He swallowed, his eyes looking at the gun in Ethan's hand with a hint of panic: "Before that, we need to confirm whether this is the perpetrator or the victim." ”

Okay!

It's an interesting thing.

Just provide a social security number, and even what the other party is doing and what they are going through, these things are not known, and it is not even clear whether they are killing or being killed, and they need to be investigated.

According to the other party's rhetoric.

The authorities' system monitored for anomalies in the corresponding social security numbers.

Then someone sent the number to Harold, and the guy and his friend looked into it and found out what kind of trouble the other person was going through.

Tracking, contact.

Confirm who the other person really is.

The decision to make it is to stop it or to rescue it.

Of course, the two are usually one and the same, and if the number given is confirmed to be the murderer, the victim can naturally be saved.

Judging by what he meant, it is impossible to tell the person who provided the number.

"I see." Ethan tapped his fingers on the handle of the gun and asked playfully, "My message popped up in this number game, that's why you guys reached out to me, right?" ”

"Ms. Xiao, this is too sad."

He smiled and said to the inside, "I thought it was my charm that attracted you." ”

"Huh."

In the room on the right, a smiling voice sounded.

"Mayor Morgan."

When Harold heard this, he limped forward with excitement: "I don't understand what you mean, but this is definitely not a game, this is a living life, and we have saved many lives." ”

"And, why aren't you surprised?"

"What's there to be surprised about?" Ethan completely lowered the muzzle of the gun, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Is it because the authorities have a department to monitor big data or is my life in danger?" Both of these things seem perfectly normal to me! ”

In a word, the old boy on the other side choked up.

He forgot about it for a moment.

The guy in front of him doesn't seem to care about the kind of danger that ordinary people face.

Or maybe he's the one who is dangerous.

"Hmm."

Ethan pondered for a moment, nodded silently, and said:

"If you're telling the truth, it looks like someone is trying to kill me, and their plans are exposed under what you call big data!"

"Still."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party, and faintly warned: "Mr. Harold, whether you are playing a vigilante or Robin Hood, I respect your choice, but I hope you will stop investigating me." ”

"It seems to me that it was hostile, can we agree on that?"

"No problem."

Looking at his outstretched arm, Harold sighed lightly and stepped forward to hold his hand: "Mayor Morgan, in fact, based on your law enforcement experience in Chicago, you can see that you are an upright person. ”

"I had to warn again."

"There's nothing wrong with the information we've got, and given who you were, you're definitely in some mortal danger."

Holding his hand, the man with glasses said sincerely: "You need help, please let us help you, with your cooperation, we can investigate who sent the nightclub gunman as soon as possible." ”

"And you're very safe with us!"

"Are you sure?"

Ethan took his hand and smiled playfully, "How do I feel unsafe, at least I don't even have an external surveillance camera." ”

In a word, Harold was extremely embarrassed.

An outsider stood in front of him, with two grenades thrown on the ground, and it was really unconvincing to say that it was safe.

"I don't trust surveillance."

He pursed his lips, and the eyes under his glasses were quite curious: "Mayor Morgan, how did you find me here, with the abilities of Mr. Rees and Ms. Xiao, you shouldn't be able to keep up, right?" ”

In the room, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Shaw frowned and looked across the side, while Reese, dressed in a long trench coat, shrugged his shoulders, indicating that the problem would definitely not be with him.

"You can hack into my phone."

Ethan let go of his hand and said unhurriedly, "Can't I just locate my phone?" ”

"You don't think you're the only hacker in the world, do you?"

If you guessed correctly, this guy named Harold is in charge of technical support, and after revealing the mystery, the other party suddenly realized, and pushed his glasses embarrassedly. (End of chapter)