A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 282 The counterattack begins!
There was no other change on Pang De's face except the pain.

Seeing his appearance, the person who asked stopped asking any more questions and reached out to put away the transparent document bag.

Pass it to the person next to you.

He turned around and said:

"Perhaps you think that this time, you can still rely on the so-called lawyer! Get you out!"

"But very unfortunate!"

"You don't seem to have enough understanding of what happened this time!"

Nodding to Pang De, the man stuck his head out and shouted to the door: "Let the escort team come over! Take this man into custody, and then wait for the Da Mao family to come and take over!"

"By the way, remember, don't let them die!"

After saying that, the two walked out of the room, the door slammed shut, and the light that was still shining just now was also turned off, leaving only Pang De, who was still on the tiger bench.

There wasn't a sound around.

No wind!
The air also became extremely dull.

After a long time, Pound suddenly shouted: "I said it! I said it!"

"It's the technical director of Company X! He asked us to go back and added an extra sum of money!"

"But because the rocket involves some company secrets, when some people come in, everyone needs to treat it as invisible!"

Still no response from the room.

I don’t know how long it took, but the door opened.

The sudden light stung Pound unable to open his eyes.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he found that he was a big guy!

The other party extended his hand to him in a friendly manner, "Hello, sir, from today on, I will take over your responsibility!"

…………

Harper's private villa.

Fisher was served a glass of 82 liquor in front of him, and Harper also sat next to him.

Next to them is the director of the NRO.

In his hand, he was holding a tablet computer with interrogation information stored on it.

After Harper sat down and drank a glass of wine leisurely, he handed over the tablet.

Harper took it and looked through it.

But the more he looked, the faster his face trembled.

All the information points to the technical director who committed suicide!
Moreover, the funds he used were all funds in Company X's account.

As a technical director, within his scope of authority, there is always a fund that he can use temporarily!

Use this money in a completely reasonable and compliant manner!

But as the saying goes, wherever you pass by, there must be traces!

After a personal investigation by the NRO, intelligence personnel cleared out some non-existent people from the leaving workers!

These people work hard and are extremely efficient!

Everyone praised these people, but there was no trace of these people in the file list!
Of course, smart agents will not be in despair just because these people do not have files.

As an intelligence organization, they have a lot at their disposal!

One of them is criminal profiling!

With the help of dozens of top profilers and relevant data AI.

The looks of a dozen people were restored.

Then go through the IRS database for comparison.

The IRS's vast database quickly found more than a dozen similar people.

I can’t say 100%, but at least 99%!

Moreover, these people have one thing in common!

They all work for a machinery manufacturing company—Olicia Intelligent Manufacturing!
The company is located in an industrial area on the West Coast.

It is a node in Company X’s lengthy industrial line!
However, there is no evidence that these people have been to Company X's factory recently!

If you want to catch him, you can only use some extraordinary means.

Approval required!
In other words, a big brother needs to take the blame!
After reading, Harper handed the tablet to Fisher next to him and said:

"Mr. President, look at it! Last time it was Canada and Atlantic!"

"This time we got the International Space Station directly! The big guy is still clamoring, let us give an explanation! Look, what should we do!"

Fisher held the tablet and said nothing, while Harper, like a chatterbox, was chattering away. "Mr. President, the OEM batteries I got from Longguo are selling pretty well!"

"Independent brand! Far ahead!"

"You played this hand very well!"

"How about the income?"

After a long time, Fisher put down his tablet and said, "Before asking these questions, can you tell me who these people are?"

"Why are you so brave?"

Across from him, Harper raised his glass and invited Fisher to take a drink.

The person opposite did not follow, so Harper could only raise his glass and drink alone.

"During the reign of Ottoman the Great, they dared to lend usury to Ottoman the Great!"

“When navigators return to their homeland after a long voyage, they immediately come forward to collect debts!”

“When the Third Reich collapsed, they took the work with them and then carried it forward!”

"It can be said that in this world, as long as they can make money and the benefits outweigh the risks, they dare to do it!"

"But there is no profit from blowing up the space station, so I find it strange!"

Quiet.

Both people in the room fell silent.

Because everyone is not a good person, so the thoughts of bad people are relatively clear.

No profit!

Only a fool would do it!
Unless there is a huge profit behind this matter!
However, both of them tried hard to figure out how to gain anything from this.

After a long silence, Fisher answered Harper's question first.

"Those battery and supporting industries are very profitable!"

"I want [-]%!" Harper raised his finger!

"Are you going to sell those guys?"

"We are a family! We don't speak the same language! How can we hawk?"

Harper smiled, then picked up his tablet and signed a document that was supposed to be signed by Parliament.

Then he handed it to the director of the NRO.

"Hurry up!"

…………

Foulis, an industrial area on the west coast.

Olecia Company.

Security guard Eastman stood up from his chair, walked out of the guard room, bathed in the starlight, and made a final check before leaving get off work.

He is 24 years old!
I haven’t joined a union, so I will be ostracized wherever I go!

However, he chose to fuck the security guard directly!
Because of this work, except for some special cities, most places do not need labor unions!
You won't be excluded!
puff puff!

Hearing the noise, Eastman turned around and looked in the direction of the sound with suspicion.

"..."

The moment he opened his mouth, someone stuffed a pistol into his mouth!
It feels cold to the touch and smells faintly of gunpowder.

This gun is real!

With the help of the flashlight's light, he could vaguely see seven or eight people standing in front of him.

The spear and sprint were all pointed at him. It was obvious that the other party did not expect a person to suddenly appear here.

"..." Eastman naturally raised his hand and punched himself in the head.

Then, he rolled his eyes and lay down.

Outside the door, the captain of SEAL Team [-] waved, and the people behind him stepped forward and tied up the sensible security guard.

Gagged.

Carefully, he touched the office building ahead.

At the same time, the team responding outside found the transformer belonging to Olicia Company.

He put his right hand up.

Pull the knife down, then immediately close it, then pull it down again.

(End of this chapter)