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A few seconds later, the oldest and most experienced FBI site survey commander was elected as the spokesperson for the federal agency present.The old Irish man walked towards the rescue channel angrily, his combat boots smashed into the concrete floor, and the first sentence he came to Dorothy was to make accusations with a gun and a stick.

"I believe that you have thoroughly considered before doing this." The old FBI stood on Dorothy's left hand, deliberately ignoring the 30 cm difference in height between the two, and looked straight ahead:

"And you think your intuition is sharp enough to help you deal with the case alone. But as a work partner, I have an obligation to give you a piece of advice. My child, you must have undergone rigorous training and the department is also very good, but all of this Can't let you—"

"The report submitted by the FBI believes that." Dorothy W. Oz interrupted the elderly's preaching and directly started the case.She doesn't like slow language communication, but apart from the automatic antiperspirant sprayer, she doesn't have any implants on her body, so she can't share information in real time like the tracer:

"The suspect is probably hiding near the base, using abandoned buildings or natural pits to hide his figure. How many people did you send to search? I need the latest figures."

"At present, it has increased to 47 quadrotor drones and 28 quadruped robotic dogs, operated by 16 field agents. They are all the best." The old Irishman was obviously a little proud, said I started to boast as I said:

"We also requisitioned a private security company's ground penetrating radar. Even if that guy is hiding a hundred feet (about 30 meters) deep, he can easily dig him out."

"You are just wasting time. Withdraw all the personnel and equipment. They should have played enough with the woodchuck." Dorothy denied the FBI's work in a single sentence, making the old bureaucrats blushing with choking. Almost staring out of his eyes, like two hard-boiled eggs.However, she is not specifically targeting the FBI, all federal agencies present are just as rubbish to her.

"NSA, let me talk about you now." Dorothy turned around, glaring coldly at the NSA on-site command, and immediately made the dark middle-aged woman shrink her shoulders:

"All monitoring operations must be stopped immediately. "Planet Online" and other virtual online game communities instigate distractions, and do not continue."

"We will accept this...er, this suggestion, special operations command." The NSA person in charge took out a piece of wet wipes, and started wiping sweat without tearing the package. Of course, he scratched his teeth. Grin:

"Bah-but I have to say a few words for the boys. You and I may be judged by different criteria. In my opinion, our employees are both enthusiastic and efficient. The results of the past few days are very significant- "

"I have read the report and all the reports sent over. You did a good job. When the retrospector wiped out the network storm, it was certain that it had a certain auxiliary effect."

"Then why are you doing this...I mean, why are we ordering us to stop?" The old security agent moved his toes, his face full of surprise:

"Or, are those words deliberately ironic?"

"I think you misunderstood something." Dorothy blinked, wishing to format the idiots in place.[The characteristics of the closed world are indeed an objective restoration of the real world.But the artistic process can't be more, can the IQ of ordinary characters be slightly higher?

"I have been stating objective facts and none of the bytes involved irony. The NSA did a great job, but your work is no longer needed and must be stopped immediately. Let your people hurry up and rest, within 24 or 48 hours, There is likely to be a larger scale operation?"

"Larger? Could you please elaborate--"

"Next, the Department of Homeland Security." Dorothy directly ignored the NSA chief and turned to the Latino DHS field commander:

"Your report is the most verbose, and the useful information counts down to only two sentences. By the way, I don’t care about the origin of the pickup truck, whether the suspect came into contact with the suspicious object, and whether the surveillance camera took a facial photo. Send it to me immediately. Also, the text must be concise!"

"Unfortunately, this thing is not concise." An exceptionally young voice suddenly emerged from behind the DHS person in charge.Dorothy squinted and realized that it was a field agent who was about thirty years old.This person's right eye has been replaced by a military photoelectric sighting system. Stimulating electrodes have been buried in his arms, legs and feet. The right hand has been replaced by a military titanium alloy prosthesis. The skeleton is brightly rubbed.[I must have seen him.Start searching.

"Do you know how long the list is, madam?" The agent looked at Dorothy directly, with obvious anger in his eyes.Although the boss has been winking, he not only ignored it, but also took a step forward provocatively, raising his thick eyebrows:

"Each contact should be accompanied by holographic photos, fingerprints, iris images, and DNA information. In addition, a resume of a few hundred words should be filled in, as well as a complete record of the conversation with the suspect. This is just contact For the part, I didn’t even finish the first draft. Not to mention the surveillance cameras. The video adds up to tens of thousands of hours. Three computers are started at the same time. So far, only preliminary analysis has been completed!"

"I know you." Dorothy showed patience very rarely, and there is no physical sense to make the other party shut up:

"Secret Service Special Agent Dalal Hassan. When you were on duty at the White House last month, you spoke badly to the retrospector six times."

"Six times? It seems that you are not omniscient." The agent of the Department of Homeland Security sneered, and the irony in his words was strong enough to be poison:

"That was ironic in front of you six times. After you ran away, I talked to the boss no less than six hundred times! Extraordinary Gestapo, can you catch anyone this time? Or just like last time, just let it go. The criminal flew away with a smile?"

This is no longer a satire, but a personal attack in person.The FBI and NSA people began to back away quietly, for fear of the smell of gunpowder, the DHS on-site commander could not escape, so they could only come forward with a flushed face and press their shoulders firmly."Pay attention to your words, Special Agent!" He dragged Dalal behind him, and smiled at Dorothy panic:

"Apologize to you, ma'am. This is my mistake, and I promise I won't—"

"Special Agent Dalal." Dorothy ignored the old Latino confused and nodded the name of the stab agent a second time:

"Arrange the equipment and prepare to participate in the on-site survey of the backtracker."