Chapter 946: Simple and Brutal

Seeing that the two DHS officials were silent, Jack had roughly guessed the reason. It was nothing more than a trivial matter of competing for credit. Of course, it could also be explained as worrying about leaks.

It seems that this "AM" is quite valued within DHS. Since things have come to this point, Jack can only comfort himself from another angle.

DHS (Department of Homeland Security) is a new department established after 9/11. It has reorganized departments such as the Secret Service and the General Customs Administration that originally belonged to the IRS, as well as the National Infrastructure Protection Center and the National Domestic Warfare Office, which were once functional agencies under the FBI.

Compared with the FBI, the functions of DHS are more administrative. There is more cooperation than competition between the two sides. What's more, there is also Joey Reacher present, so there is no need to embarrass the other party too much.

"If the other party is used to using bearer bonds, then the transaction must be done in person. We don't know why 'AM' went to Denver, but his purpose in coming to New York must be to exchange money and goods.

With the usual cautious style of this ghost, he obviously won't risk using those pseudonyms of "AM" again, which also means that he needs time to get a new identity, so time is now on our side."

Jack made a well-reasoned round, and the faces of both sides eased a little.

In fact, strictly speaking, the representative of the DHS is Joey Reacher, the representative of the FBI is Jack, the original 110 Special Investigation Team is a big guy, plus Danny Reagan, who represents the NYPD, they are considered a family behind closed doors.

After nearly an hour of intelligence summary, the faces of the people present were a little grim. The arms transaction worth 65 million, the unit price of 100,000 for 650 weapons, no matter what they are, is a bit numbing.

This is not the military purchasing toilet seats. Even if there is some water, it would not be exaggerated. However, they searched through the military product catalog of "New Era Technology" and could not find any weapons and equipment that might be related to it.

"Is it possible that it is a weapon that is being developed or tested?" Jubal closed the information provided by DHS and rubbed his eyebrows and asked.

Agent Omar Karim's face was not very good either. "We lack relevant information. In accordance with your request, we did not mobilize too many people. At present, we have retrieved the original information. If you want to know their new weapons research and development information, this may alarm the Pentagon."

Alerting the Department of Defense is not a big deal, but the exposure of DHS is enough to make some people cut off their tails and survive, and it may even affect the next illegal transaction.

The FBI and DHS may not care about letting go of the big fish behind, after all, no one knows whether it is a giant octopus or Cthulhu hidden under the water.

But if this transaction is messed up, and the arrest of people and evidence turns into preventing a potential, possible, illegal transaction involving terrorism, that is not what they want to see.

No matter how many adjectives are added in front, it can't change the result that the great achievement becomes small achievement, and finally the bamboo basket is empty and the work is in vain.

"So the key issue now is how to get more intelligence without using official means, right?" Reacher didn't smile much when he saw his brother, but now the corners of his mouth are raised.

"Yes, at least we have to find out what weapons they are trading." Based on their discussion on the way here, Jack probably guessed his idea and acted as a supporting role at the right time.

"But the problem is that if hacking methods are used, it will take a long time to break through the firewall strength of a defense company, not to mention that the other party is likely to use physical isolation as a means."

Reacher showed a grim smile on his face, "Then prepare the saddle for the horse and let's be cowboys."

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"Repeat the task." Reacher said.

At this time, everyone was wearing a full set of second-hand store clothes, black ski masks and leather gloves, and the special investigators turned into street gangsters in minutes.

"Computer room." Negley and Dixon said in unison.

"Office of the Director of Operations." O'Donnell answered.

"I'll take care of the rest." Reacher looked at Jack after saying that.

"Drive to pick them up." Jack rolled his eyes silently. He didn't expect that he would play a supporting role in such a mission.

Danny, the NYPD, seemed more excited than these reserve robbers. "The patrol officer is my brother James. He will try to delay the time, but you only have 15 minutes at most."

Jubal looked at these guys with a bit of a smile. After working with Jack for a long time, he felt that his heart's tolerance was getting stronger and stronger.

An FBI agent followed a retired veteran to pretend to be a robber to rob other people's companies. The key point is that this person is not an undercover, and I don't know how to write this paragraph in the closing report.

This is Reacher's idea. Since everyone is worried that the official presence will be exposed and the case will end up with a whimper, then it will be no problem for them to take action.

Directly raiding the headquarters of "New Era Technology" and packing up all the information, such a direct and rough action will not make the other party think of the FBI or DHS at all, and it can further stimulate the other party.

Attracting the attention of the mastermind to the special investigators, it may reveal more clues.

At 1 a.m., outside the parking lot of "New Era Technology", a battle-damaged Hyundai SUV parked on the side of the road. Several people in the car checked their watches and pulled down their ski masks.

Without further nonsense, Jack turned the car around, put it in reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator, and the front of the SUV rushed straight to the gate pole at the entrance of the parking lot.

With a slight sound, the vulnerable gate pole was broken into two pieces. Jack slightly released the accelerator and turned the steering wheel quickly. The SUV did a tailspin in the empty parking lot, drew a beautiful arc and stopped.

Putting it in reverse gear, he stepped on the accelerator again, and the rear of the SUV rushed straight to the lobby of the office building.

"Attention!" With his reminder, the tires that had been deflated in advance easily crossed the two low steps, broke through the glass curtain wall and lay across the spacious hall.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of broken glass, the disturbing alarm sounded immediately afterwards.

Everyone in the car got out, each holding a Benelli M4 shotgun. The two security guards on duty at the lobby reception desk just came to their senses from this sudden scene and subconsciously wanted to draw their guns, but one of them was hit by a 12-gauge Hupper-Sock bean bag bullet.

Jack took two steps forward, hit one of them hard on the chin with the butt of the gun, and then kicked the other one unconscious.

Reacher and his men didn't even look at this side. According to the previously set goals, some rushed to the elevator to go upstairs, and some ran directly to the stairwell to the machine room in the basement.