I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Virginia, CIA headquarters.

In the spacious director's office, a middle-aged white man leaned against the computer chair and stared at the documents in his hand.

"Aerospace program? What kind of calculations this futuristic group is doing?" leaning on the desk, Naomi stared at the documents in his hand and couldn't help but say.

Because of the significant loss of espionage operations in China some time ago, former CIA Director John Brennan could not stand the pressure of public opinion to resign, and he had a chance to take up the position. Although the authorities have adjusted their strategies for future groups of people for various reasons, the name Jiang Chen has been listed on the list of cia's key care.

From subverting the former Panu regime, to the Philippine fishing boat incident, to the recent immersive immersive virtual reality technology, and the deep-sea mining technology that has caused topics in the mining industry... behind this series of hot events, it is faintly visible. The name of the man. More intelligence indicates that Jiang Chen is probably the behind-the-scenes ambassador of the Philippine civil war, but because there is no evidence, cia can't do anything to them.

Intuition tells Naomi that this guy is a dangerous person. It is not because his existence jeopardizes the national interests of the United States, but because of his ability to always create miracles. The mystery that exists in him is so much that he reminds him of a long-lost document...

"Unclear, the only certainty is that they are now spending 5 billion US dollars to acquire the entire shares of two domestic private aerospace technology companies that are on the verge of bankruptcy, and hold a board meeting to reorganize and merge the two companies into the Star Trading Company. In the aerospace project department, and moved to the new country." Behind the hands of the men standing beside the man, the speed of speech was not slow.

“Customs?” Naomi’s eyes did not move away from the documents in his hands.

"There are 11 devices in the assets of the two aerospace technology companies listed in the export-restricted items, but they did not go to customs, but sold the equipment directly to spaex. It seems that they do not intend to have those equipment, just want Want those technicians."

Naomi smiled.

"Oh? Do they think that they only need to get a batch of MIT graduates in the past, can they change the rocket from scratch?"

There is no industrial production capacity. That is, a screw on the rocket should not be created. This is not a problem that several scientists can solve in the past. The more high-end industries, the higher the requirements for the industrial base.

Building this industrial base often takes decades.

"I don't know. Just like we don't know where they got the deep sea mining equipment." The detective shrugged.

Naomi fell silent.

Although he is not a technician, he was born with a knowledge of deep sea mining. The first one is the material problem. Few materials can withstand the pressure of 7000 meters of water for a long time, not to mention the horrible pressure mining.

It was a virtual reality for a while and deep sea mining for a while. Now they have extended their hands to aerospace, as if they have been laying out the most cutting-edge areas at no cost. The frontier means risk, but in contrast it means high returns.

The major shareholder of the Future People Group is an out-and-out gambler and a gambler who has no shortage of chips. This has almost reached a consensus among Wall Street investors.

“Can you find a way to find out their source of technology?” Naomi asked.

"I have been arranging people to do this job, but it has not been effective so far." The detective showed up and expressed helpless expression. "At present we can only speculate that they have a secret research institute, which may be underground. Or pretending to be a different institution hidden in a new country. I have to say that although they have done some informality in intelligence work, it is not prudent to keep confidential work. I can apply for additional personnel to the new country. ?"

“It’s hard.” Naomi shook his head. “There are too many places to use people. The future group is interesting, but after all, he is just a private company. Although some people in Congress are interested in the technology on their hands, The White House wants to win over the new country and demand that we maintain a certain degree of restraint."

“Is the president not interested?” the agent asked.

"Let's say that it is the energy giant that provides the president with campaign funding, not the Nasdaq-listed company." Naomi said faintly, "Our focus is still on the Middle East and Eastern Europe. As for the fresh stuff. As long as it is not a weapon of mass destruction, it is better to give it to those businessmen to use their brains."

Generally speaking, the "budget secret" cia is not to face the president's face, and the loyalty to the White House should be their old rivalry. However, due to the last time in China, it was put together by the General Staff. Now cia has no confidence in facing Congress and the White House.

The reason why John Brennan retired early was because he was not pleased on both sides of Congress and the White House. The espionage action that advocated the idea almost pulled the White House into the quagmire of diplomacy. Fortunately, China did not protest against the previous incident, otherwise the United States would fall into the second biggest diplomatic scandal after the Pig Bay incident.

Although Congress does not have the authority to question the budgetary use of cia, it has the right to reduce its allocation, and in fact they are already doing it. Even Naomi does not want to fall to the president. He also had to make a certain degree of compromise for the budget.

"Well, this **** politics... But what I want to say is that the new country is currently setting up a national security department, and our work may be affected to some extent. If you can't get support, I can't guarantee that it will be so stable in the future. Providing information." The agent sighed and said, helplessly.

"That's what it looks like, staring at their launch project... It's not the future people group that I care about, but the little mice we have raised. It seems to be somewhat disobedient," Naomi said.

"Willie?" the agent asked tentatively.

"Yes, the intelligence shows that they seem to have received donations from unknown sources. They are not satisfied with the small place in Ukraine. They have reached out to our children in Europe. Recently, there is intelligence that they seem to have carried out with Jiang Chen. Some degree of contact." Naomi picked up another document and said faintly.

"You mean... Jiang Chen and Willy will have a connection."

"Should not be, the two sides should not have the focus of interest, not right... if it is hard to say, it is not without." Naomi tightened his brow and muttered his thumb and muttered to himself.

A word suddenly appeared in his mind.

Golden apple...

To be honest, until the collapse of the Soviet Union, the intelligence of collecting Golden Apple has always been one of cia's work projects. But with the end of the Cold War, this work, which has never been a clue, has been gradually shelved.

Can that thing really exist? Legend can communicate the props of the future.

Then O'Mome brows loosely, shaking his head and laughing.

How could that kind of thing exist, just like the Nazi's Arctic military base.

Reality is not a novel.

(To be continued.)