Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

Chapter 614 Intelligence Chief Igor

Russian Security Service, First Intelligence Department.

"Damn it, they still haven't figured it out yet? What the hell are you doing for a living?" A middle-aged man with a beard slammed the table heavily.

"Sorry, sir, the other party's Internet anti-tracking technology is superior to ours."

In front of the middle-aged man, a young man wearing glasses had a bitter face.

Although they were reluctant to admit that they already had the most advanced Internet technology on the planet, the invaders were not on the same level as them.

This is even with funding and strong support from the Security Bureau.

As the leading department for this technology, you can imagine how humiliating it is.

Not only was the head of the department on the brink of a volcanic eruption, but even the staff in the department were in a state of grief.

You know, neither the CIA nor the FBI has ever made them feel so uncomfortable.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, the middle-aged man became even angrier.

It can be said that their department has gathered the most advanced IT technicians in the country.

As a result, a few days ago, the firewall was breached in less than half an hour and a large portion of intelligence resources were taken away.

Although there was no important intelligence, this behavior itself was a provocation to them.

Who are they!

FSB is one of the most well-known intelligence agencies in the world. Many spies and organizations are frightened by its presence.

Now that something like this has happened, it is a great shame and humiliation.

If the MSS and CIA knew about this, wouldn't they be laughed at to death?

"Investigate, no matter what, I just want the result!" the middle-aged man gave the order again.

The young clerk had no choice but to agree and then turned and left.

When the office returned to silence again, the middle-aged man was still angry.

Who is it?

Who dares to offend them in this territory?

How abominable!

Just then, a call came on his cell phone.

Seeing that it was a private number, the middle-aged man was a little confused.

When he answered the phone, the familiar voice on the other end immediately made him react.

"Lack? How do you have time to call me?" As the middle-aged man spoke, his tone became much more relaxed.

"Igor, long time no see." Lark said on the phone.

"It has been a while indeed. I heard that you have not been in Moscow recently?" The middle-aged man called Igor suddenly laughed, "Why, your CEO who refuses to show up fired you? Do you want to consider working for the Security Bureau?"

"Haha, thank you for your kindness, but I actually love my job."

The two chatted for a while, then Igor stopped smiling and asked, "Let's stop here for now. You must be calling me not just to catch up with me, right?"

"Of course. Your time is precious, so I won't beat around the bush. I want to check on someone." Lark went straight to the point.

Hearing this, Igor raised his eyebrows slightly.

How strange it was that Graf's bloodhound would seek their help with intelligence.

However, Igor did not refuse, but said, "You should know the rules of this business."

This is a reminder, but also a warning.

Lark naturally understood what he meant.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just checking an ordinary person. About a month ago, a human trafficking gang was busted by the police at the Moscow River Port. Did you know about this?"

Hearing this, Igor nodded. He had heard something about this. It was said that the criminals had a gunfight with the police and several people escaped and their whereabouts are still unknown.

Fortunately, many kidnapped young girls were saved.

For the police, it’s not like they’ve gained nothing.

"I know about this."

Igor agreed, but he was more curious about why Lark was asking about such a trivial matter.

Could it be that Graf's business has expanded to the point of punishing evildoers and eliminating evil?

This is good news. Maybe one day this powerful force in the local area will be recruited.

"Angelina Wagner is one of the survivors of that incident. However, she should have been sent to the police station instead of being rescued by the police. The time difference should not exceed five hours, so it should be easier for you to investigate."

Hearing this, Igor suddenly laughed happily.

Since you are so well prepared, why not save him the effort?

How strange!

If even he couldn't find out, doesn't that mean Angelina can't find out like an ordinary person?

As long as Lark wanted to, there were some police records that he couldn't find?

Although I don't respect the public security system a bit, this is the fact.

Besides, human trafficking is not an important case that deserves to be classified.

It's not a problem for Lak at all.

But now the other party actually called me.

He would never believe that there is nothing messy hidden in it, okay?

Thinking of this, Igor wanted to reject Lak.

Not to mention the troubles that might be involved, even if Angelina was really an ordinary person, he would only do this because he was bored.

You know, he still has to explain the illegal database intrusion to those guys in the Security Bureau.

I don't have time to deal with such trivial matters.

"I'm sorry, Lark..."

"I heard that your database was hacked recently?"

Before Igor could finish his words, they were blocked by Lak.

More importantly, how did he know?

Is there a traitor, or is the mastermind behind the hack related to Graf?

Igor's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he said in a cold tone, "Lake, what do you mean?"

"Let's make a deal. You help me find someone and I help you find someone. We both get what we need, and... I just happen to have some ideas."

Instead of letting Igor down, these words made him more alert.

When you feel sleepy, someone will give you a pillow?

There is no such beautiful thing in the world. The damn egoists will only keep exploiting.

If Lark knew what Igor was thinking at this moment, he would probably complain about how scheming this guy was.

But on second thought, the appearance of Lak did provide a possibility for their work.

What if the other party really has relevant information?

Not only can I avenge my previous shame, but I can also find that damn rat.

It's not a losing deal.

The worst possible outcome is that he is working for Lark for nothing.

"That's a pleasure to work with."

"We will exchange information in three days."

After simply finalizing the details of the transaction, the two men lost contact.

Igor called the young man who had been scolded not long ago through the intercom.

"Hey, you're looking for me?" The young man was uneasy, and at the same time carefully observed Igor's expression.

He can't be scolded twice for the same thing.

"Kirill, please hand over the work on hand to others for the time being. I have a more difficult task for you." Igor said lightly.

Kirill's face turned bitter. Why did he come back to life?