Chapter 1320: Suitcase Nuclear Bomb

"If the groom were you, I would probably just pick up a gun." Harry's words silenced Jack.

Well, someone's romantic affairs obviously cannot be hidden from his own people. There have been some rumors circulating in the FBI for a long time, saying that David Rossi has trained a disciple who is no less capable than him in every sense.

Only Harry's daughter Jessie is already an adult girl, and it was the girl who took the initiative. If some things are not made clear, it is difficult for the father to intervene.

In addition, this person really did a favor to his family, so it was not easy to target him. Otherwise, Jack would have already embarked on the escape route being hunted by "T800" and enjoyed the same treatment as John Connor.

After laughing it off, Jack drove to Omega's new base in Washington, DC, in a cold sweat. It was a business building with five floors above ground and five floors underground.

Of course, no matter how much they trusted Jack, the two "R.E.D."s couldn't follow them into the "Omega" headquarters. After watching Harry disappear into the fire escape with the shaved golden retriever in his hand like catching a chicken, Subban turned around and left.

After spending the night in Frank's safe house near DC, the four met again early in the morning at Potomac Park, located in Tidal Bay southwest of the Lincoln Memorial.

Harry's face showed little expression, but his serious tone said it all, "Washington is in turmoil now. A total of 17 people died in the NSA's secret office, including 5 federal agents.

And just last night, a general who was in charge of CIA intelligence died in his office in the Pentagon. The official cause of death was a heart attack.

"And you two." Harry glanced at the two "R.E.D." and continued, "You have been listed as terrorists by the NSA and are wanted.

Now all parties are trying to figure out what the Night Shadow Project is, and you have become everyone's target."

"So what exactly is that damn 'Night Shadow Project'?" Frank scratched his bald head, looking rather worried, but he was obviously not worried about the fact that he and Marvin were wanted.

Harry did not keep the secret, "At the end of the Cold War, a certain American general planned the 'Night Shadow Plan', intending to use a suitcase-type nuclear bomb to launch a preemptive strike on Moscow."

"A suitcase-type nuclear bomb?" Jack asked in amazement, like a qualified supporting actor. "Does that thing really exist?"

"I'm not an expert on nuclear weapons, but there were rumors in the 90s that the former Soviet Union had developed a miniaturized portable nuclear device called a 'red mercury nuclear bomb', which was said to be able to reduce the size of a nuclear bomb to the size of a suitcase.

And since the Soviet Union was able to develop this kind of thing at that time, it makes sense that we couldn't do it at that time, right?"

Jack opened his mouth, feeling that there were a lot of flaws in Harry's words, but there were indeed a lot of black technologies during the Cold War, such as the big black bird he had once ridden, and the Tu-160 "White Swan" that he had always liked very much.

The bald man's expression kept changing, as if he was recalling something from the past. After a long while, he hesitantly asked, "Don't tell me this plan was actually executed."

Harry sighed, "In fact, it was even worse than that. They used diplomatic pouches to deliver all the parts of a briefcase-type nuclear bomb with a theoretical equivalent of nearly 2 tons to Moscow in batches.

At first it was just a test, and who knew it would actually succeed, and the Soviets really didn't notice any clues, but unfortunately, the nuclear bomb disappeared shortly after it was assembled, and no one knew where it went. "

Marvin's mouth opened into an O shape for a long time. "You mean, we lost a nuclear bomb in Moscow?"

"Sounds a lot better than losing three nuclear bombs at once, doesn't it?" Harry gave Jack a wry smile.

"Yeah, yeah." Jack nodded in agreement, "It's just that the location is awkward. A nuclear bomb exploding on an uninhabited island in Florida won't cause a world war, but Moscow will."

"Who is the suspect?" Frank suddenly asked, "I mean, the engineer who was responsible for assembling the nuclear bomb. Do you know his name? He should be the most suspicious, right?"

Harry is now the boss of "Omega". Although he has the authority to read certain confidential documents, it is obviously impossible for him to bring them out directly. Fortunately, the big guy is smarter and he gave the answer after just a moment's thought.

"I think his name is Edward Bailey, yes, that's right, but no one knows where he went."

Noticing the expressions of the two "R.E.D."s looking at each other in bewilderment, Harry asked in confusion, "Do you know this person?"

"That's my fault." Frank sighed.

Marvin nodded and introduced, "Edward Bailey is a genius physicist who once came up with many 'genius' ideas, such as neutron weapons, particle beam weapons, EMP bombs, etc.

Oh, by the way, his chemistry skills are also pretty good. He once developed a super-powerful nerve agent. If you get the antidote in advance, it will be fine, but if you don’t, you will die. He is simply a rock star in the field of weapons of mass destruction.

His nickname seems to be right, 'Da Vinci of Death.'"

Frank went on to say, "Jack is right, we were indeed involved in Operation Night Shadow, but we were not aware of it.

Marvin and I were sent as special agents to protect Bailey in and out of Moscow, but when we returned to London and everyone thought the mission was accomplished, the KGB planned a car bombing.

Marvin looked desperate. "Damn it. Everyone wants to find the nuclear bomb, but we are the only ones who know that Edward Bailey is dead. Who will believe what we say now?"

"Are you sure Edward Bailey died in the explosion? Have you done a DNA test?" Jack asked meaningfully.

"What do you mean?" Frank frowned and looked at Jack. "DNA testing was not popular in the 90s, but I saw him get into that damn car with my own eyes."

Jack pointed at Marvin speechlessly, "Yeah, but when you called me before, you also said that you saw Marvin being blown up into the sky with your own eyes."

Frank was speechless for a moment. He turned his head and glared fiercely at the innocent-looking crazy old man.

Jack snapped his fingers, signaling the two retired agents to temporarily cease fighting, and continued to ask Harry, "Did that idiot golden-haired guy explain his origins yesterday?"

Harry nodded. "Of course. He confessed everything after two injections. The CIA nowadays is really getting worse with each generation." Upon hearing this, two retired CIA agents nodded in agreement.

"I don't know if it's a coincidence, but he said he is currently employed by a private company called Decima, which happens to be the same name as the technology company you asked me to investigate."