He hurried back to New York and then transferred to Newark. The motorcade entered the villa in a hurry.

"Boss, it's something..." Gracie Gerner came forward.

Gracie Gurner, who specialized in communications in the military, was one of the first people recruited by Sean.

Responsible for building and maintaining Umbrella's own separate communication system.

"Don't worry, I'll take a shower and tidy up first. The sky won't fall." Sean smiled and waved his hand.

Half an hour later, Sean, wearing pajamas, came downstairs and entered the study. Tea was already placed on the table.

He sat down, took a sip of tea, and then looked at Gracie Gerner, "Tell me what's going on."

"Yesterday, the man who was pruning the garden found this under the branch." Gracie Gurner said as she took out a photo and placed it in front of Sean.

In the photo, there is a small green thing.

Sean picked up the photo and looked at it for a while, then the corner of his mouth slowly curled up, "The bug, hehe, it's pretty damn well designed, camouflage green, tsk tsk, that's quite an idea!"

"How many did you find?" Sean looked up.

"14!" Gracie Gurner said in a deep voice.

"Good guy!" Sean flipped his fingers back and forth, and the photos were flying in his hand like playing cards, "What's going on now."

"We didn't take any action and just pretended that we didn't find anything."

"Oh, why?" Sean suddenly became interested.

"If this thing moves, we are afraid of alerting the other party. If someone is alerted, it will be difficult to find the other party."

"Very good, that should be the case!" Sean chuckled, "Am I the only one who has it here? How about over there at the base."

"There is no problem with the base. The base's electronic interference system has been running. This thing will be disabled immediately after entering the base. The base has an independent communication system that is resistant to interference." Gracie Gerner said in a deep voice.

"So, where did this thing come from?" Sean raised his eyebrows, "Are my people unsafe?"

"This is impossible. All people entering and exiting have to go through the electronic detection corridor. This thing cannot be brought in at all. Moreover, according to our investigation, all the eavesdropping devices are in the yard, and a few are on the roof, but there are

There is no one, and it is obvious that the other party cannot enter the villa."

"This is only logical. Anyone who comes within 100 meters of the surrounding area will be checked by us."

"So, we judge that the other party used a remote-controlled aircraft to drop it in the air." Gracie Gerner said with determination.

"Drones? Are there any drones now?" Sean was stunned. When he mentioned drones, he thought of DJI, the dominant player in the field of civilian drones.

In the global consumer drone market, DJI products account for 70%, and Rabbit is a shining star in high-tech consumer electronics.

"It has been around for a long time. The earliest UAV was a concept proposed by the British during World War I in 1914. The United States invented the first automatic gyro stabilizer in 2017, and the 'Bee' developed by the British de Havilland Company in 1934

"Post-drone." Gracie Gurner spread her hands and said: "There are many types of civilian drones, but they are all called model aircraft."

(PS: Answer the questions from previous book friends.)

"You're pretty damn advanced!" Sean said, smacking his mouth, "Can you catch him?"

"According to our tests, the signal transmission distance of this eavesdropper is only about 1 kilometer, so it should not be difficult to find someone. However, the problem is, we don't know who the other party is. If it is the FBI or other agencies... so we have not

Take action and wait for your decision." Gracie Gurner hesitated and whispered.

Sean played with the photo in his hand, raised his hand, and flicked it hard, and the photo flew out instantly like a dart and hit the door with a 'pop'.

"Catch it, don't care who it is!"

"Fuck you, spy on me. Even the FBI can't let them go around!" Sean said in a cold tone.

"What if the other party resists?"

"I want to live, anything else is up to me!" Sean snorted.

Gracie Gurner stood up suddenly, saluted with a bang, turned around and left.

…

"Trace the direction of the signal."

"Locked, one kilometer away, heading northwest!"

"Okay, surround that area for me!"

"The layout has been completed!" Ten minutes later, the well-prepared American soldiers completed the encirclement.

"Start arresting!"

"Helicopters out!"

Using military equipment for tracking and locking is simply a crushing state.

"Tu tu tu tu tu" The Black Hawk helicopter gunship suddenly appeared in that direction and quickly locked onto a car covered in green camouflage.

All around, soldiers in camouflage uniforms rushed towards us quickly.

In the car, I heard the sound of a helicopter. A man quietly opened the door and poked his head out. He looked at the helicopter floating above his head and screamed in fear, "Ahhhh, no, there's a helicopter up there!"

This voice made another person sitting in the car jump up in fright, and his head hit the roof of the car with a bang.

I just can't feel the pain at all. Compared with it, being locked up by the people of the Umbrella Company is a more terrifying thing.

"How to do how to do!"

"Run!" The man shouted in panic as he closed the car door.

He reached into his pocket to turn over the car keys, but his hands were shaking so much that he just took out the car keys and dropped them to the ground with a bang.

When I bent down to pick it up, beads of sweat dripped from my face. My face turned pale and my whole body was shaking.

Who in New Jersey doesn’t know the evil reputation of Umbrella, and some images come to mind uncontrollably.

Will he be stripped of his clothes and hung up...

Will he be shot to death...

Will he be sunk into the sea...

I don’t want to die!

I held it but couldn't insert it into the keyhole.

At this moment, a dozen heavily armed American soldiers outside the car had rushed over, and the cold and fierce faces could be clearly seen through the windshield.

"Da da da" and "ta da da" continued gunshots.

In order to prevent the vehicle from escaping, soldiers from the security company shot directly and blew out the tires.

The sudden thought of the gunshot frightened me so much that I dropped the key in my hand and dropped it to the car again.

"boom"

Rushing forward, one person picked up a Remington and fired a single-point bullet into the car door lock.

The door lock was smashed directly, metal fragments flew out and swept across the car, and screams suddenly sounded.

The car door was opened at once, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his body, and the screams stopped abruptly.

These people really dared to shoot. The two reporters in the car didn't even need to give orders and just put their heads in their hands.

"Get off, get off!"

The two walked down slowly. One of them was still bleeding, but he felt no pain at all.

As soon as he got there, he was kicked to the ground, his mouth was gagged, his hands were handcuffed behind his back, and his body was searched.

"Take them away and drive away!"

The entire operation lasted 15 minutes from beginning to end, and the two people and the modified car were all escorted back to the base.

trial?

No need, before the people from the security company asked, the two of them immediately recruited everything.

It’s just two reporters, here to make fucking money, not to risk their lives.

…

"Reporter from News Corporation?!" Sean was stunned when he heard the report.

No, I have long heard that reporters from News Corporation dare to use any means, and eavesdropping does not happen just once or twice.

But they are just eavesdropping on public figures such as celebrities.

But you fucking eavesdropped on me. Is this crazy?

"They said it was Murdoch who ordered it."

"Impossible! Murdoch is not so bold, he knows the rules." Sean was the first to not believe it.

Even though he had many conflicts with Murdoch and even beat up the old man, Murdoch still knew the rules.

It doesn't matter if you spy on those celebrities. Celebrities are, to put it bluntly, actors. They are used to entertain the public. If they are monitored, then they are monitored. Even if these actors know about it, at most they will just stand up and complain, and they will not dare to go through legal procedures.

Walk.

To put it bluntly, celebrities and actors all rely on the media to make a living. They belong to the lower class. It is they who beg the media, not the media who beg them.
To be continued...