The Goddess Shines on America

It is known that there should be three locations, one in Switzerland, one in West Germany, and one in Los Angeles. The independent director of Drakken Company, O'Brien Andrew invested in several basic industries in Los Angeles, with an absolutely diversified structure. Alice was invited to visit an antique collection warehouse in person. This kind of non-mainstream business. Now that they have reached this level, if the person does not have a suite in Los Angeles, it is estimated that the probability is not more than 50%, right?

So in the final analysis, the work of the nearest building still has to be done by Brody himself, not Blackwater International.

Strengthening medicine already belongs to the category of black technology. In the short term, a first-generation test product is enough for him to digest and absorb. Brody's overall physical fitness and resilience have been slowly improving. Of course, the previous gunshot wounds don't even have scars. If his physical fitness improvement speed has not slowed down recently, he might give people the illusion that he will become stronger forever Woolen cloth.

So, leaving a formed little Superman unused, and mobilizing ordinary soldiers as far away as North Carolina, is it what a qualified evil capitalist should do?

Therefore, the number one candidate was determined without even thinking about it. Alice thought of it quickly, and Monica even had a chance to make a recommendation, so the efficiency was naturally even greater.

Furthermore, since Alice has started the real estate business herself, the independent director's house in Los Angeles is also easy to find. After a week of hard work, the result is here.

Not surprisingly, O'Brien Andrew's residence is not the relatively popular Beverly Hills, but a real rich town in the north of Los Angeles County. Obviously, as a European rich man who is not resident in Los Angeles, he values ​​the comprehensive seclusion and leisure resort of his residence more than the convenience and hustle and bustle of Beverly Hills.

Now that the address is in hand, it is time to start the official action. Also just in case, while Brody is in charge of facing the gang, there is another person who will be in charge of responding in the center and provide strong support.

In this way, a black high-end Chevrolet truck drove towards the rich town under the cover of night.

"Brother Brody, I think we should form a group!" On the co-pilot, little Ida rarely changed into a black suit, but her mouth was still as passionate as that red coat—that is, she couldn't help it. Door.

"Well, good idea, let me know when you think about it." Brody was in charge of driving, and he wasn't in the mood to chat right now. Oh, of course, how to change to Monica, he can spare effort even in the charge of the Vietnam battlefield, but since he is a primary school student, let's pull it down.

"Brudy \u0026 Ida~!" The first group name blurted out. Fortunately, Ada was still screaming so excitedly that even Brody, who had just decided to ignore him, couldn't help but talk to her.

"Before we have the fame of Bruce Wayne and Robin, the plan to combine our own names is overthrown, no one cares what your name is!"

After all, this topic will not last long. The pickup truck drove all the way, and after a while, he and I arrived at the target town. It is adjacent to the coastline, and the dense coastal woods can perfectly block the salty sea breeze. The distribution of houses is very sparse, but each one is a large villa with a wide area. Once here, and it was nighttime, Brody naturally put up full forward speed, and the gear was downshifted to the point where there was no excessive roar.

"Our goal is still three blocks away from here." Ada calmed down now, closed her eyes, but clearly pointed the way for Brody: "I really enjoy it, that guy actually sold the third floor of the building." Gao’s house, did he move his Mexican family here? Heck~”

Brody also smiled slightly: "Mexicans are not the only ones who can give birth. Italians also like to form big families."

It's all nonsense, it's all chatting, and it's all relaxing. The car stops three houses away from the target. Because of the sparse density of houses, this is just an intersection. The truck drove steadily past the probe, and because of the source of the car, no one was worried about who the police would trace from the license plate.

"You stay in the car." Brody warned solemnly: "Just use your sensory ability to keep an eye on me, don't go to the scene when you go, if there is a demon at the gate and throws a knife array, I don't think you can escape .”

Seriously talking nonsense, Ada dimpled her face with a smile: "Then if a policeman patrols in the middle of the night and sees me sitting in the car alone, how should I explain it?"

Brody didn't even think about it: "You just say that Dad has relieved himself and will be back soon, and tell him not to post a ticket. If you insist on staying and waiting for me to come back, you will lift the skirt of the sister next door, and let him Let him deal with that first."

After giving a bunch of bullshit answers and earning a burst of laughter from Ada, Brody immediately ran towards the target house without further delay.

Like a black cheetah, a hundred meters flies in the blink of an eye. The front is the fence of the mansion. Brody completely ignored the ten-foot-high obstacle. When he was still a few figures away from the wall, he jumped up and went straight over the towering fence. !

"Cool!" Ada sighed from the street: "Bruce Lee and James Bond!"

The protection of ordinary houses was useless to Brody. Seeing that the front door was closed, he didn't even bother to see if there was a key at the door, so he just jumped onto the balcony on the second floor!

The door here was never locked, so he went in easily.

Ada: "The invasion was successful~!"

Entering the house from the balcony on the second floor, this is an empty bedroom. As soon as Brody entered the door, he took off his shoes and put on a pair of high-end running sneakers that he carried with him. He walked quietly.

There is no one here, and Ada is also monitoring in real time. Although she can see far, she still can't reach the level of perspective, but she can also sense whether there is a third party moving around here with her sensitive hearing. This listening position has already been tested by Alice personally, and Brody himself stretched out his hand vigorously, so there is no reason why it would be discovered.

What's more, the possibility that the target happens to be sleeping in this room - is really not great.

Brody's goal is obvious, the first is the study. It’s still the same computer, it’s the same operating system, it’s the same intrusion methods, they’ve done the work of Vipple Pushkin and Arnim Zola in reverse. While Brody was busy connecting to the computer, Ada was also manipulating the repeater in the hopper of the pickup truck.

Hmm... Apparently, Ada is not capable of hacking, and Brody is just doing a hardware touch.

The repeater picked up the signal and fired at California's tallest building.

"Connecting in..."

On the top floor of a skyscraper more than 600 meters high, Alice sat lazily behind the executive desk, her feet even cocked up on the desk rather arrogantly.

On the computer in front of him, the progress bar was filling up in stride. Regardless of the poor quality of the CPU in that connector, you can't play "Graphic Card Crisis" at all, but hacking a computer with about 486 level of protection is not a matter of seconds?

At the same time, Alice didn't even forget to curl her lips while staring at the decoding details displayed on the side of the screen.

"Using my Cisco firewall, oh my god~"

Then very quickly, the progress is 100%!

"Done!"

On the Chevrolet pickup a hundred miles away, Ada said excitedly: "The green light is on, and Sister Alice has already started to invade!"

In the mansion's study room, Ada's voice sounded directly in his head, and Brody nodded silently: "Then let her go, I still have things to do."

There must be a lot of information stored in the computer, and even more so in the house itself. Alice has long said that it is necessary to let Brody pay attention to any possible mechanisms, such as collecting gems all over the house and installing them on an incomplete relief to open the secret door, or taking care not to drop the ceiling when removing the shotgun from the wall. Prepare substitutes in advance.

Well, Brody has to admit that the boss is indeed a part-time book writer, just look at her moving buildings in "Harry Potter".

But just listen to it.

Here, Brody began to look for possible physical evidence, no matter what the evidence is, as long as it can be connected with Vipple-Pushkin and others, as well as the toxin.

Here, he is busy.

Alice was sitting in her office, flipping through the hacked computer quickly.

Since it is the investor's residence in Los Angeles, the main storage in the computer is naturally related to his business here. Quickly browse, many things can be skimmed immediately, which were investigated by the investigators of the Blackwater mercenaries, the contacts with Persian antique artists, the news that the cargo terminal business was seized by Hutchison Whampoa, the company employee list...

"……Um?"

It so happened that two old stories and one piece of news formed a seemingly interesting thread.

Persian antique artists, wharf freight, corporate employees... mainly Arabs, she has seen this with her own eyes.

Is it a bit... too coincidental?

"It's normal to like antiques, and it's normal to have contacts with Persian antique artists. It's not very normal for the dock freight company to be Arab. The dock freight company stores the antiques purchased in the Middle East in the warehouse... Is such a dragon necessary?"

Alice looked down, this O'Brien Andrew still has a lot of investment in Los Angeles, but apart from this dragon, other businesses basically have nothing to do with it. The only exception is this one, which has a strong sense of smuggling, like a methamphetamine tycoon using wholesale paint as a cover.

"But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, does it? Who cares what he is smuggling, things in the Middle East... Could it be that the poison used by the female spy was organized by Assassin?"

It's funny to think about it, but if I really think about it carefully, Alice can't laugh anymore.

After all, it was an assassin organization that really existed. As a psychic supernatural being, she doesn't seem to be qualified to say that she was just making it up, right?