dhibooks Chapter 4 Act.04
Chapter 4 Act.04
Act.04
On January 2005, 1, at 20:8 p.m. local time and 7:[-] p.m. London time, the Hungarian government sent a note to the British ambassador to Hungary, severely condemning the riots caused by British agents in Hungary.
At a quarter to eight in London time, the British Ministry of Defense and Foreign Office urgently summoned Oliver Lacon, deputy director of the National Security Bureau in charge of the Circus, and the person in charge of the Circus.Most of the staff on duty in the Circus vaguely sensed the seriousness of the situation. They all felt like they were facing an enemy, and when no one was in charge, they lost their usual calm and ran around like headless chickens.
At 8:10, Eric was the first to arrive at the office, calmly appeased the agents, and methodically made the most correct choice—withdrawing all undercover personnel from Hungary to ensure their safety and the stability of the entire Eastern European spy network. Safety.
At a quarter to nine, Pete and Rocky also arrived.
At exactly 9:[-], the news officially spread from Hungary to the Circus: Charles Francis Xavier, head of the street light team at the Circus Logistics Point, was confirmed dead in Hungary.
Eric didn't understand what Charles was going to do.
Pete knew what Charles was going to do, but he didn't understand why the boss insisted on him.
Rocky didn't care what Charles was up to.But Eric's way of dealing with the aftermath of this incident seriously hurt Rocky, who was in charge of Eastern European affairs. "You're making fun of the whole of Europe by doing this."
"What about the whole of Europe, I can only do this now. Anyone else can only do this." Eric played with the coins in his hand, and only those who knew him very well knew that his seemingly careless behavior actually It means that he is very anxious at this moment.
***
"Hmm..." The person on the bed touched the place next to him in a half-dream and half-awake state, and found that it was empty, "Mai?"
"Ah."
Greg Lestrade opened his eyes slightly, got out of the warm blanket, and searched for Mycroft in the direction of the sound.
The dim light through the curtains cast a shadow on Mycroft, who sat on the sofa in front of the window.
"Hey, come here." Greg patted the quilt beside him.
Mycroft did not move.
"Mai? Are you smoking again?"
"No."
"Then come here. Now."
With a sigh, Mycroft lay back down and took Gregor into his arms.
There was a biting cold air on Mycroft's body, and there was a faint smell of tobacco.Greg didn't say anything about it.
Since being forced to retire, Mycroft has become a little at a loss, modified his work and rest schedule, corrected and added some problems, and smiled more and more.
"Have you finished your run?"
"Yes."
"Well, it smells cold outside." Gregor arched his head into Mycroft's arms.
"G."
"Huh?" Greg was about to fall asleep again, patting Mycroft's stomach indiscriminately.
"I think we should separate for a while."
Greg's hand hung in the air for five seconds, then fell again on Mycroft's stomach.
"it is good."
***
"You two separated like that?" When Sherlock came to visit his brother, he accidentally didn't see Lestrade's dachshund.
"Ah."
"Are you finally fed up with his IQ or is he finally fed up with your belly?"
"Charles, I don't want to argue with you today."
Of course Sherlock could see that Mycroft was in a bad mood, but he was happy to see Mycroft in a bad mood.
"Oh, Mycroft, I'm not bickering with you, I'm helping you analyze the reasons for your breakup, so as to prevent you from repeating the same mistakes and being single for the rest of your life."
"Charles, you should worry about yourself."
Sherlock pursed his lips and showed a strange expression, "Love is too emotional, which is incompatible with the rationality I respect so much."
"I'm talking about your job."
***
"The success of being a human being is knowing when to leave the banquet."
The boss looked at the four people sitting opposite him, and he knew that one of them must be an insider, but in the contest with him, he failed, lost his favorite general, and lost the opportunity to confront him again. Chance.
And now he has no time to find him out.
The boss glanced over them one by one, examining their every move, hoping to see some clues at the last moment.
Pete Sullivan, after he stepped down, he was the biggest beneficiary.
Rocky Lawfison has always been the most ambitious one, maybe he will want to climb up and attach himself to various forces that can be attached.
Eric Lanshere, seemingly calm and calm, claims to be a romantic and talented man, but the appearance is not always the substance.
Sherlock Holmes...
"Then what about the others?" Loki looked at Eric fiercely.
The boss was out of his mind for a while, ignored Loki's question, and looked at Pete, "From now on, I will leave this place to you."
Pete nodded with a complicated expression, got up and followed the slightly staggering boss out of the stone room.
This night, the boss seemed to be much older.
"You are really shameless." Sending the boss to the special car, in the morning fog, Sherlock moved closer to Loki, but his eyes were still following the moving body until it gradually disappeared into the dense fog.
Loki ignored him but glared at Eric before turning back to the office building.
He needed a new intelligence network, a new undercover agent, and all the previous preparations were in vain, all because of that damn Eric.
Maybe he should unite with Sullivan to get rid of this bastard first and then divide the country.
On January 1, the boss passed away peacefully at the Royal Physician Hospital in the suburbs of London.
***
FDR sneaked back to the UK secretly, hibernated for a few days, heard the news of the boss's death, and felt that if he didn't take any action, the Circus might fall into the hands of the enemy.
He couldn't trust anyone in the Circus now, and even though he wasn't wanted publicly, he had already become a street rat, and the Circus might not believe him either.After thinking about it, he decided to report to Oliver Lacon directly.
It is still very easy to hack into Lacon’s mailbox, and it is even easier for FDR to hide the IP address, but he still has to be careful, because the person who taught him this trick is now his biggest suspect——Peter Sullivan .
Pete Sullivan, taught FDR many things, including how to track and anti-track; how to use the submask to calculate the host ID to determine the specific location of the operator; how to decipher the ECC encryption method - of course this is just the interest of the two in their spare time , now very few professionals use this too simple encryption method; how to hack into the government websites of Russia or the United States, and replace their president’s photo with a mosaic funny photo without leaving any traces—of course it’s just After discussing it in theory, Sullivan resolutely stopped him from putting it into action.And how to bathe, feed and poop a dog, yes, they have a dog, a golden 6½ year old golden retriever.
But now he has every reason to doubt Sullivan. First, he is the second in command of the Circus. If the Russians bribe him, they will get unlimited information and benefits, especially now that the boss is dead.
Second, simply speaking of the failure of this mission, although Sherlock is the leader of the action team, the decision-maker is Sullivan, and he has an unshirkable responsibility. In addition, they made extra troubles and brought out the ghost in the Circus. Well, if Sullivan is really the insider, then he is more likely to get rid of the Hong Kong Action Group, and he can kill two birds with one stone, which not only saves himself, but also shirks responsibility for the failure of the operation.
Third, when he was abroad, he hacked into Kenneth's computer. His information was set to be read with high authority, so only a small number of people should be able to see it. As far as the time when they were ambushed, they should basically be Kenneth As soon as Nice sent the information, it was received over there, and then the killer was arranged, so that person should happen to be still in the office that night.The fact that he has high authority coincides with what Lauren said that the double agent is at a high level.And now there are only four people with this authority: Eric Lanshere, Rocky Laufeson, Mycroft Holmes and Pete Sullivan.It was Pete Sullivan again.
So FDR decided to investigate Sullivan first.
But first, he had to speak to Lacon.Looking at the laptop in front of him, FDR received a reply from Lacan.
***
Lacon looked in disbelief at the anonymous emails that appeared out of thin air in front of him, lying quietly in the inbox. It was not so much anonymous as it was sent to him by "it". Someone hacked into his private mailbox What's even more frightening is that he knows that this person is a guy who is secretly wanted by all the security departments in the entire UK.
"The failure of the Hong Kong Action Group stems from insiders within the Circus."
Compared with receiving this anonymous email, this sentence shocked him even more. The boss had mentioned this matter to him and his superiors before, but they all thought it was because the boss was old and in trouble. Severe disease, anxiety and suspiciousness caused the illusion that nothing existed, and ignored this matter.It wasn't until Charles was killed in Hungary that the boss brought up the matter again, and said that he had been secretly investigating this matter by himself for the past few years, and that Charles was the only person he trusted, so he sent Charles to Hungary. But it brought Charles a fatal disaster.
As a last resort, they arranged for the boss to retire. After all, this was a diplomatic disaster and someone should be responsible.But the matter of the inner ghost has been lingering in Lacon's mind.This email once again pointed directly at the matter.
It seemed that there was really something else hidden about the matter in Hungary and Hong Kong. He decided to negotiate further with the expatriate to see if he knew anything else.
After half an hour.
"Mr. Holmes, I need you to accompany me to your brother's."
It is not advisable to say too much on the phone. FDR only briefly explained what happened and his general thoughts, and then hung up the public phone.After listening to FDR's narration, Lacon basically ruled out Mycroft. FDR's analysis made sense, but he didn't know that Mycroft had been forced to retire by the boss at that time. He no longer had high-level authority, and it was impossible. Present at the Circus on the day of the incident.
Lacon needs someone to help him investigate this matter, and Mycroft's current identity and his younger brother who is still active in the Circus are his best choices.
When Mycroft received the call from Sherlock, he was getting dressed, holding up his little black umbrella, and was about to go out to watch "Battle of Troy" again. Although he didn't want to admit it, the stage play Sherlock introduced to him The theme of the book really fascinates him—the more obvious something is, the easier it is to ignore it.
"Charle, you know, as a retiree, paying for a ticket to a stage play is very deliberate, and I don't intend to let it go to waste." Mycroft leaned on the pillar at the entrance of his lobby, one shoulder Holding the phone between his hands, he was digging out his wallet to find out the stage tickets inside.
"Oh, Mr. Lacon, Mycroft asked me to tell you that he has just lost his job and lover, and he is secretly sad, and has no intention of getting up from the bed to entertain us, let us go to visit another day." Sherlock intentionally misinterpreted Mycroft's words were conveyed to Lacon.
"Sherlock!" Mycroft sometimes has nothing to do with his younger brother, "Well, if you can arrive within 10 minutes, talk within half an hour, and drive me to the Royal Opera House , you can come."
Lacon snatched Sherlock's phone and said, "We are outside your manor now, and what we have to say is very, very, important, and important."
Then, the iron gate of the manor across the road was opened.