Chapter 8 Chapter 6 Opponents

The 747｜400 passenger plane landed gently at London's Heathrow Airport, arriving five minutes earlier than the scheduled 12:55 at noon.Like most of the passengers, Mohammad was eager to get out of the Boeing wide-body airliner. He quickly passed the license inspection, smiled politely, and felt himself a little human again after using the toilet. He walked to Air France's departure lounge, ready to transfer to Nice.Ninety minutes to takeoff, and another ninety minutes to reach his destination.Sitting in the taxi, he also made a few remarks that made people think that he might have learned French at a British university. The taxi driver only corrected him twice.When checking into the hotel, he hesitated to take out his British passport. Although this British passport was safe and had been used many times, the barcode on the inside cover of the new version made him feel a little uneasy; There is no barcode on the old passport.When his passport expires in two years, he may need to start worrying about computers being able to track him wherever he goes.Well, he has three safe and secure UK identities, the problem is just that he has to apply for a passport for each of them and keep a very low profile so that no UK police are going after them because there is no The identity can withstand any kind of investigation, let alone an in-depth investigation. Maybe one day an immigration officer will see those bar codes flashing warnings on the screen, and then one or two police officers will appear in front of him.These infidels make life harder for people who believe in Allah, but that's exactly what infidels do.

There is no air conditioning in the hotel, but the windows can be opened, and the breeze from the sea is very refreshing.Muhammad connected the computer to the telephone line on the table, but the bed beckoned to him, and he gave up immediately in fatigue.As much as he travels, he has never been able to find a way to overcome jet lag.In the next few days, he will need to live on cigarettes and coffee until his biological clock determines where he is now.He glanced at his watch, and the man he was due to meet would be four hours away, which, Mohammad thought, was fantastic for him.He'll eat his dinner while his body waits for breakfast, along with cigarettes and coffee of course.

It's breakfast time in Colombia, and both Pablo and Ernesto love the English breakfast, which is roast meat or ham with eggs, and great local coffee. Have we decided we're going to be teaming up with those menacing men with towels on their heads?asked Ernesto. I can't think of any reason not to.Pablo replied, stirring the creamer in the coffee, it was all in our interest that we would make a fortune and have the chance to cause chaos in Mama's house.Doing so will allow their border police to focus on people instead of boxes in containers, and it won't do us any harm, either directly or indirectly.

What if a Muslim was captured alive and gave everything? Confess what?Who have they met?Except for those Mexican smugglers.Pablo responded with rhetorical questions. That's right, that's right.Ernesto agreed. You must think me like a poor, worried old lady. Boss, the last person to look at you like that is long dead.The words caused Ernesto to grunt and grin evilly. Yeah, that's the truth.Only an idiot could be so casual when pursued by the police in both countries. So, boss, let's just let those cops go after people, shall we? He was playing a potentially dangerous game, Ernesto thought.He's dealing with an ally of convenience, but he's not cooperating with them, he's using them, setting up a straw man for the Americans to hunt down.These madmen don't care about being killed anyway, do they?They see death as home.And because of that, using them is actually doing them a big favor, right?He was even able to betray them to Lao Mei very carefully without causing them to retaliate. Besides, how could these people hurt him?On his territory?in Colombia?Impossible?He didn't intend to hurt them, but if he did, how would they find out?If the opponent's intelligence work was really that good, he would not have needed his assistance from the very beginning.If the Yankees and his own government couldn't get him here in Columbia, how could those people?

Pablo, how on earth are you communicating with this guy? Through the computer, he has several e-mail addresses, all using public Internet services provided by Europe. very good.Tell him that the committee has approved his proposal.Few people knew that Ernesto was the committee. Very good, boss.Pablo finished and went to get his laptop.The message was sent in less than a minute.Pablo knew computers well, as did most international criminals and terrorists. On the third line of the e-mail it read: Also, Juan, Maria is pregnant with twins.Both Mohamed and Pablo have the best encryption software on the market.The dealer said no one could crack the software, but Mohammad felt about the claims as if he was being told to believe in Santa Claus.These corporations living in the western world will only be loyal to their own country and will not be loyal to anyone else.What's more, using these software will only flag his e-mail, so that anyone from the US National Security Agency, the British Government Communications Headquarters (GCHQ) or the French Direcor Genreal Security Exterior (DGSE) and other units can The surveillance software used to note its existence, not to mention any other unknown intelligence unit monitoring international communications, legal or illegal, has no one likes him and his henchmen.The Mossad of Israel will definitely pay a fortune for his head, even if they don't know, they can't know, he is killing David.Gringold's role in the operation.

He and Pablo had arranged a cipher, unconnected code words with a thousand possible meanings, which could be passed around the world and executed by the recipients.Their email accounts are paid with anonymous credit cards, and these electronic accounts are all set up locally in Europe with large and reliable Internet service providers.In this way, the Internet is as effective as Swiss banking regulations in its anonymity, and there is so much e-mail sent through the Internet every day that it is impossible for anyone, even with the help of a computer, to screen and monitor it completely. Useless.Muhammad judged that as long as he didn't use any predictable jargon, his e-mail should be safe.

Therefore, the Colombians will cooperate with him.Mariah is pregnant with twins, which means the action will begin immediately.He will tell his guests about it at dinner tonight, and the action will begin immediately.The news was worth a good drink or two, and he hoped it would be forgiven by the magnanimous Allah. The problem with morning jogging is that it's more boring than the society pages in the Arkansas papers.But they had to finish it, so the brothers used the time to think, mostly about how boring it was.The morning run only takes half an hour, and Dominique considers buying a walkman radio, but it's never going to happen because he can't think of it when he's at the mall.His brother would probably enjoy teasing him about it, the Marines just have to be mean to you.

Then it's breakfast time. Alright guys, are you all sober?Peter.Alexander said. Why don't you even need to shed a drop of sweat in the morning?Brian asked.There's a vat of gossip about Special Forces in the Marine Corps, and there's not a single good thing, and very little of it is true. There are several benefits to getting older, the trainer replied, one of which is being better for your knees. Well, what's the lesson today?You lazy bastard, Brian didn't say that, when are we going to get our hands on those computers? Soon. You said that the secrecy of encryption technology is quite good.How good is pretty good, says Dominique?

The NSA can crack these, if it takes a week or so with their big computers, and then just give those computers a hard fuck.Time permitting, the NSA can crack anything.They've been able to hack into most commercial systems, and they've had dark-market deals with most of the programmers, he explained, who are willing to cooperate in exchange for some NSA encryption algorithms.It is possible for other countries to do this, but doing so would require a lot of expertise with a deep understanding of cryptography that few have the resources or time to recruit.So commercial software can be made very difficult to crack, but if you have the source code of the software, it is not too difficult to crack, which is why our opponents prefer to send messages by meeting, or use code words instead Encrypted passwords, unfortunately these methods are very inefficient in terms of time, so they are gradually abandoned.So we can often crack them when they need to send urgent data.

How much information is sent over the Internet?Dominic asked. Alexander sighed and said: That's the hard part.There are billions of messages on the web, and the software we use to scan them isn't good enough, and probably never will be.The trick is to first identify the email addresses used by the target and then lock them down.That alone would take a lot of time, especially since keeping track of a bunch of usernames is really hard.These people aren't superhumans, though, and they don't have microchips in their heads, so whenever we get a computer belonging to a bad guy, the first thing we do is print out the address book inside.It was like finding a gold mine.Even so, they sometimes sent things that didn't make sense, and Fort Meade spent hours, if not days, trying to decipher things that didn't make sense in the first place.Speaking of this tactic, former veterans of the trade used to give away Riga phone books, which contained rubbish in languages ​​other than Latvian.The real biggest problem is with the translators.We don't have enough arabic speakers, that's what they're doing in monterey and some universities, there are a lot of arabic university students taking their salaries at the moment, but not the consular district salary.The good news for us is that we have the NSA translating for us, so we don't need as many translators.

So we're not here to gather intelligence, are we?Brian asked.Dominique has long since figured out the answer to this question. no.If you can cobble together something, great, we'll take it.But your job is to act on the intelligence itself, not to collect it. Alright, so we're back to the original question.Dominique said, what is the mission? what do you think it will beAlexander asked. I think it's something Mr. Hoover would not like. correct.He's a tough guy, but a staunch advocate of human rights.These people in the park are not. go on.Bryan suggested. Our job is to act on intelligence data, to take decisive action. Isn't that another way of saying an execution? It's only said in movies.Alexander replied. Why are you looking for us?Dominic is bored. listen.This is because the CIA is a government agency and there are many but not enough soldiers.How many government units have you seen that encourage people to take risks?Lawyers and accountants will harass you to death even if you succeed in your assignment, he asked.So, if someone needs to get out of these troubles, the authorization has to come from above, or should I say the highest level.Slowly, and not so slowly, decision-making power fell to the big bosses in the West Wing of the White House.Few presidents want that paper in their personal archives because some historian might unearth it and make it public.So the reason we're here is to get away from that kind of thing. Because there's no problem that can't be solved with a .45 in the right place at the right time.Brian said like a good marine. Alexander nodded again and said: Exactly. Are we talking about political assassinations?That is very dangerous.Dominic said thoughtfully. No, the political ramifications of that sort of thing are too complex to have happened for hundreds of years, and it didn't happen that often even a few hundred years ago.But there are still many people who are eager to meet the King of Hades, so sometimes, we have to make arrangements for them to meet the King of Hades. damn it.This time it was Dominic who said it. Wait, who authorized it?Brian asked. us. Not the president? The other party shook his head.No, as I said just now, few presidents have the courage to approve such things. They all care too much about the news media. What about the law?As can be expected, it was Dominic who asked this time. As for the law, as I once heard one of you say, if you want to pluck a tiger's head, you'd better figure out what to do with its fangs.You two are those sharp teeth. Is it just the two of us?Brian was a little puzzled. No, it won't be just you, but if there are or will be others, you don't need to know. Shit!Brian sat back in his chair. This place, I mean the park, who established it? someone important.There is the necessary authorization here, and there is absolutely no relationship between the park and the government, not at all.Alexander emphasized. So technically, we can shoot whoever we like? Just shoot less often, we have other methods.Maybe you don't have many opportunities to use guns. Guns are too difficult to carry, whether it's the airport or other places. Going on a field mission unarmed?Dominique asked, do you have any self-defense weapons? You'll have a great masquerade story, but without any sort of diplomatic presence to protect you, you'll have to survive on your own wits.No foreign intelligence service has a way of finding you, the park doesn't exist, so it doesn't show up on the federal budget, it doesn't even show us on the secret budget, so no one can track us down the budget.That's how we're set up, and tracking money flows is one of the ways we use to find people.Your cover identity will be a businessman, banker or investor who travels around the world, and you will receive education and training on various related nouns and terms, so that you can continue to behave decently anywhere, such as on an airplane. Work.Such people don't talk too much about what they're about to do so their trade secrets can be properly protected.So as long as you don't talk too much, no one will think you are unusual. Secret Operator, for God's sake.Brian said softly. We pick people who can think when they act, are spontaneous, and don't pass out at the sight of blood.Both of you have killed people in the real world. In your cases, you both faced unpredictable targets, but you both dealt with the situation effectively and did not regret your actions afterwards.That is your job. What kind of protection do we have?The FBI agent asked again. You will have an acquittal bond. hell!Dominique spoke again, there was no such thing at all. It was the amnesty decree signed by President Zhang.Alexander clarified. Fuck Brian thought for a while and said, Uncle Jack signed it, didn't he? I can't answer that question, but if you want, you can read your pardon before you go to work.Alexander put down his coffee mug. Well, gentlemen, you'll have a few days to think about this, but a decision has to be made.What I'm asking you to do is not a small job, it's not going to be a fun job, it's certainly not going to be easy or fun, but it's going to be a job that will allow you to serve the good of the country.It's a world of dangers out there, and some people have to deal with those dangers head-on. What if you kill the wrong person? Dominic, there is that possibility.But whoever that person is, I can guarantee that you will never be asked to kill Mother Teresa's brother, we are very careful about who our targets are.You'll know who your target is, why you're going, and how to deal with him or her before you go out. Kill a woman?That's not how the Marines do it, Brian asked. Never happened, but theoretically possible.So, if talking about these things is enough for your breakfast, think about it. God.Bryan said after Alexander left, I don't know what will be for lunch? Surprised? Not quite, Anzo, but the way he talked about those things just now was like. Hey man, how many times have you wondered why we can't just figure these things out ourselves? You're a cop, Anzo.You're the one to say it, fuck it!man, have you forgotten? Yeah, but my shooting in Alabama, let's put it this way, I was a little bit over the top, you know?On the drive to Washington, I thought about how to tell Gus.Weiner explained, but he didn't even bat an eyelid after listening. So what do you think? Aldo, I would love to hear more.There is a Texas proverb: There are more men in the world to kill than horses to steal. For Bryan, the role change was more of a shock than a surprise.He's a loyal Marine; Dominic is the guy who's been trained to read someone's constitutional rights before handcuffing them. For both brothers, they could live with that life and not have nightmares later, but here's something more radical than their original life, and it's almost like planned murder.Brian usually had a group of well-trained snipers at his command when he was on duty, and he knew that what snipers did was a fine line from murder, but wearing uniforms made all the difference. some sort of guarantee.The target is the enemy, and every man's job on the battlefield is to keep himself alive, and failure to do so is his failure, not the responsibility of the man who killed him.But it's a lot more radical than those jobs, where they're going to hunt someone down with the intention of killing that person, and that's not what he was raised and trained for.He will wear civilian clothes, and in those circumstances, he will be a spy, not a US Marine who kills.Being a Marine would bring him honor, but a spy is nothing fucking, or rather their training made him feel that way.There are no dueling fields in this world anymore, nor are two people with the same weapon dueling in an open field in real life.No, he had been trained to plan operations in such a way that the enemy would not have any chance of life, because there were men under his leadership and he would be sworn to protect their lives.There are rules in Zhanmen, cruel rules, all of which are just in case, and the purpose of the rules is even more so.But now he is asked to put the rules aside, what will become?A killer who gets paid to do his job?The teeth of some wild beast domesticated by the state?Or the masked Avenger from an old movie on the nostalgia channel?These were completely at odds with his impression of the orderliness of the real world. When he was captured in Afghanistan, what was he not?He wasn't pretending to be a street fishmonger, and of course there wouldn't be city streets in those damned mountains.The whole operation is more like hunting a large game, only here the prey has its own weapons, and when the hunt is over, his exploits will be recognized.He would be recognized by the country for his life and death, a medal of valor, and he may or may not be able to wear that medal. As he drank his second cup of coffee this morning, his thoughts had turned countless times. My goodness, Anzo.he said with a sigh. Brian, do you know what every cop's dream is?Dominic asked. Run away after breaking the law? Dominic shook his head.Me and Gus.Weiner has talked about this.No, it's not to break the law and discipline, but to play the law once, and it's good just once.Play God's sword of vengeance, that's what he says, kill the criminals without lawyers or other shit standing in your way, and watch justice be done.They say it doesn't happen that often, and you know, I did it once in Alabama, and it was pretty good.All you need to do is make sure you kill the right guy. How do you confirm it?Brian asked. If you can't be sure, give up, they can't hang you for not committing murder, bro. So, it was murder? Not if the jerk provoked it.That's the point, and it's important for people who have killed under the law, so that they don't have nightmares about killing. immediately? That's right, how many of us are there already?asked Muhammad. sixteen. ah.Mohamed took a sip of the top-of-the-line Vale Royale white wine, while his guests drank Perria mineral water with lemon.What about language skills? We think it's enough. Great, tell them to get ready for the trip and we'll fly them to Mexico where they'll meet up with our new friends before heading to the US.Once there, they can start working right away. Allah bless.His guest spoke thoughtfully in Arabic. ’ This is truly God’s will. " Yes, God's will.Muhammad spoke in English, in passing reminding his guests what language to speak in. They were in a restaurant on the sidewalk overlooking the river. They were seated in a corner with no one else around. They chatted with ease and looked like two well-dressed people eating in a friendly manner. Even at dinner, there was no whispering or furtiveness in demeanor.It takes a lot of concentration to do that, because what they're doing naturally makes them a little sneaky.But it's not the first time for both of them to have such a meeting. What about killing the Jew in Rome? Very well done, Ibrahim.Especially when I cut his spinal cord, felt his body go limp, and saw the astonishment on his face. Ibrahim had a wide smile on his face.It's not every day that they get the chance to kill a Mossad operator, let alone their station master.The Israelites have always been, if not the most dangerous, their most hated enemy.Allah has special favor with us on that day. For Muhammad, Gringold's mission was nothing short of trivial.The process of agreeing to meet and feeding the Israeli with a bit of information that made him salivate was simply fun, not even too difficult.It's a pity that this kind of thing can't be done again in a short time.Impossible, Mossad would not allow any of his intelligence agents to do anything without cover for a long time.They're not stupid, and they do learn from their mistakes, but there's something satisfying about killing a tiger, it's a pity he can't keep the skin as a souvenir.Even if it is possible, where can he hang it?He no longer has a permanent home, just a bunch of safe houses that may or may not be perfectly safe.But he can't worry about everything, you can never do everything well.Muhammad and his party were not afraid of death, they were only afraid of failure, and they did not plan to fail. I need you to arrange a meeting.I can handle travel.Are weapons provided by our new friends? Yes.Muhammad nodded. How did our soldiers get into America? That's left to our friends to deal with.You'll have to send a team of three first to make sure their arrangements are safe enough. certainly.They are well aware of mobile security, they have been taught many lessons in the past, and none of them are easy and pleasant.Members of this organization are in prisons all over the world, and those are the less fortunate of them, because they escaped death.That would be a problem, one his organization had never been able to solve.Death is noble and brave in action, being caught by the police like a criminal is neither noble nor humiliating, but somehow their people figured out that was better than sacrificing their lives and not getting the job done.And to many of his party, Western prisons are not all that scary.Maybe the space is limited, but at least meals are fixed, and Western countries will not violate their meal regulations. These nations are so weak and stupid in the face of their enemies, show mercy to those who will get nothing in return, but that is not Muhammad's fault. damn it.Are they that good?Little Jack said.It was his first day on the dark side of the house, and his training in advanced finances was progressing apace, thanks to his family pedigree; very good.Muller and Jack Jr.'s fathers were courteous to each other, but Grandpa believed that real men should be in business, not wallowing in the dirty world of politics.Although Mueller has to admit that his son-in-law is doing quite well in Washington.Yet when it comes to the money Mueller could make on Wall Street, why would anyone let that go?Mueller never said that to Jack Jr., but his position was clear enough.Originally, Little Jack could find an entry-level job in any large financial company, and quickly jumped from that position.But what's important to him now is that he's skipped the finance part of the campus and moved into the operations side.The department wasn't actually called that name, but the members called it that. what is that?little jack. The content of the phone calls intercepted by the NSA.Little Jack handed over the paper.Tony.Wells read it. The ITU record was from a known terrorist accomplice, but it was not known exactly what he was responsible for, but his identity had been confirmed from voiceprint analysis. This is a digital phone, and the signal generated is very clean, making it easy for the voiceprint analysis computer to recognize his voice.I also noticed that they haven't identified the other guy yet.Wells handed him the paper back. The conversations in this record are harmless in nature, so harmless that the listener will wonder why they made this call. Although some people just like to chat on the phone, it is very likely that they are talking in secret language. Talk about biological warfare, or the operation to plant a bomb in Jerusalem.Perhaps, most likely, they were simply killing time, which is a common occurrence in Saudi Arabia.What impressed Little Jack was that the call was recognized immediately and handed over to them for interpretation. Let's just say, you know how a digital phone works, right?It will always broadcast the signal that I am here to the local mobile phone base station. Every phone has a unique addressing code. Start listening when a call is made.Likewise, we can identify the number and caller who made the call.The difficulty is how to identify the identity in the first place.Now they have another phone to listen to. How many calls do they track regularly?asked little Jack. One hundred thousand expenditures, that's just Southeast Asia.Almost all the numbers are dry wells that cannot be dug out. Only one phone in a hundred thousand will work.Sometimes that phone call reveals the real outcome.Wells told him. In order to catch unexpected calls, the computer must always monitor and pay attention to keywords? Popular keywords and popular names.Unfortunately, there are so many people out there named Muhammad, which is the most common name in the world, and many of them usually use a first or nickname that comes from their father or grandfather.The other problem is that there is a very large market for mobile phones, and they will be copied in Europe, mainly in London, because most of the phones there have cross-border communication software installed.Or a guy owns six or seven phones and throws that phone away after one use.They're not stupid, but they can become overconfident, and in the end some of them tell us a lot, and sometimes it works.It's all in the NSA and CIA records, and we can read those records from the computers here. good.Who is this guy? His name is Uda.Bing.Shali, who was born in a wealthy family, was also a good friend of the king.His great father is a very senior Saudi banker. He has eleven sons, nine daughters, and four wives. He is a man of boundless energy.His dad wasn't supposed to be a bad guy, but he was a little too doting on his kids.He gave his children money instead of attention, like those Hollywood moguls.Shari became enlightened on the teachings of Allah when he was almost twenty years old, and he belonged to the far-right Wahhabi sect in Sunni Islam.He doesn't like us very much, is the guy who maintains our routine listening, and he's probably the intermediary who makes the money arrangements for them.There is a picture of him in the CIA file, about twenty-seven years old, five feet eight inches tall, slender, with a trim beard.Frequently flies to London, likes women he can trade by the hour, currently unmarried.That's unusual, and if he's gay, it's really well hidden.The Brit used to get women into his bed and reported that he had a lot of energy and was very creative for his age. Trained intelligence agents have a lot of hard work to do.Little Jack said. Many intelligence agencies employ prostitutes to assist them.Wells explained that they don't mind talking to you about things, they'll do anything if you give them a wad of satisfactory cash.The Tsar liked young prostitutes, I've never tried it myself, that's an Asian trait.Do you know how to call up his file? Nobody taught me that.Little Jack answered. All right!Wells was sitting on a swivel chair, moving the chair over and over to demonstrate to him.This is the general directory, and your access code is Southwest Jiuyi. Little Jack typed in the password as he said, and the file appeared in the format of an Acrobat image file. The first photo, possibly from his passport, was followed by six others, showing his more profligate side.Little Jack tried not to blush, and although he had seen Playboy in Catholic school growing up, these pictures today looked like extra pages of those magazines. You can tell a lot from how a guy treats a woman, and Langley has a freak psychiatrist who analyzes things in such extreme detail, probably in an appendix to this dossier.They call it Crazy and Slut Intelligence at Langley.The doctor's name is Stephen.Pizniak is a professor at Harvard Medical School.I remember him saying that for this guy's age, assets, and social background, his sexual needs were pretty normal.As you can see, he hangs around mostly with merchant bankers in London, like a novice in business.He was said to be smart, approachable, and handsome.Be careful and conservative in your money dealings.And he doesn't drink.Therefore, he is very devout in his faith.He does not boast or talk about these things to others, but he lives according to the main laws of the religion he believes in. How did he become a badass?asked little Jack. He talked a lot with some of the people we knew, but we never knew who he hung out with in Saudi Arabia.We've never sent anyone with a disguise to his place, and neither has the Brit, though the Brit still has plenty of resources there.The CIA didn't have many resources, and his behavior didn't stand out enough to warrant further observation, at least for now, they thought.His dad was supposed to be a good guy, and it would break his heart if he found out that his son was hanging out with the wrong kind of people.After Wells shared what he knew with young Jack, he returned to his workstation. Little Jack examined the face on the computer screen. His mother was quite good at reading people, but he just didn't pass it on to him.Little Jack reassured himself that he had enough trouble just figuring out women, like most men in the world.他持續盯著那張臉看，嘗試想要讀出某個身在六千哩外，說著不同語言、信仰不同宗教的人心裡在想什麼。那對眼睛後面盤桓著什麼樣子的想法？他知道，他的父親滿喜歡沙烏地人的，他和阿里．Bing.蘇爾坦親王交情很好，除了親王身分外，他也是沙烏地政府的高層官員。小傑克跟他見過面，但只是驚鴻一瞥，滿嘴的大鬍子和幽默感是小傑克唯一記得的兩件事。老傑克堅信不移的一件事就是，天下所有人基本上都是相同的，他也把這個觀念傳給了他的兒子。可是那也意味著，就像美國有壞蛋一樣，世界上的其他地方也有壞蛋，而他的國家最近才從一堂殘酷的課程中學到了這個不幸的事實。可惜的是，現任總統還沒有搞清楚自己要怎麼應付這回事。 小傑克讀完檔案，就這樣展開了他在園區的工作。他在進行一個案子，這麼說吧，他糾正自己，該算是在進行某種案子。Uda.Bing.沙里正在努力成為國際銀行家，可以確定的是，他把錢從世界各地挪來挪去。是他父親的錢嗎？小傑克納悶著。如果是這樣的話，他老爸簡直是個有錢呆了的老傢伙。沙里跟倫敦所有的大型銀行都有往來，因為倫敦仍然是全世界的金融中心，小傑克從沒想過，國家安全局竟然有那種能力破解這種東西。 這裡一億元，那裡一億元，很快地談的就是貨真價實的金錢了。沙里做的是資產保值的生意，這一行注重的不是怎樣讓信託增長他的金錢，而是怎樣把資金做最妥善的保存。總共有七十一個相關的戶頭，其中六十三個已經確認是哪家銀行、帳號和密碼，看來是這個樣子。至於女人、政治、運動、錢財管理、汽車、石油生意、有錢的沙烏地親王之子都在談論些什麼，都是這份檔案的龐大空白。英國佬為什麼不監聽？跟和他交易過的妓女談過之後，只知道他是個小費給得很慷慨的豪客，尤其是對那些在他柏克萊廣場小傑克注意到那是倫敦上流社會聚集的一區的房子裡，把他服侍得特別開心的女孩，除此之外，並沒有什麼其他收穫。烏達主要都是搭乘計程車出門。雖然擁有一輛黑色的亞士頓．馬丁敞蓬跑車，也所費不貲，但他並不常開那輛車。倫敦方面的情報透露，他並沒有私人司機，但經常拜訪大使館。這檔案裡有非常多情報，卻沒透露太多東西。小傑克記下這個感想，把它交給東尼。 是啊，我知道，但如果他變得有點可疑時，這份檔案裡必然會有一、兩樣東西讓你感到呼之欲出。那就是狗屁行業的問題。而且要記得，我們看的是處理過的電聯紀錄，某個幹粗活的可憐傢伙必須監聽原始資料，然後提煉出這些東西。到底有沒有什麼資料在過程當中不見了呢？沒辦法知道，小子，你是沒辦法知道的。 這是我老爸過去做過的事情。小傑克提醒自己，從整桶的狗屎中想辦法找出鑽石。不知怎麼地，他還以為這件事並沒那麼難。好罷，他必須去做的是，找出那些無法輕鬆解釋清楚的金錢流向，這是粗活裡最糟的一部分，他甚至不能去找他老爸問他有什麼意見。他老爸如果知道他在這裡工作的話，可能會勃然大怒，他媽媽應該也不會太高興。 What does that matter?難道他現在不算個男人，能夠隨心所欲做他在生活中想做的事情？不見得，父母親就是有權管你，永遠也不會放鬆。他一直試圖取悅他們、表現給他們看，讓他們知道他們教養他的方式是對的，而他也在做著正確的事情，或是某些類似的事。他的父母親一直都很幸運，他們從來就不曉得那些他不得不去做的事情。要是他們知道了會贊同嗎？ 不，他們要是知道他做了那麼多冒險的事一定會生氣，甚至是暴怒。他的記憶裡有很多空白，那些他父親沒回家的時刻，媽媽並沒有解釋那是為什麼。也正因為如此，此時此地，就算不是做跟他父親之前同樣的事情，但他卻非常確定，自己是朝著同樣正確的方向前進。他的父親總是說，這個世界是個瘋狂的地方，所以他現在才會在這裡，努力奮戰，看對手到底會有多瘋狂。