The CIA had gone to Amsterdam to arrest someone?
Mo Nv immediately told Chen Mo the news. Hearing it, Chen Mo merely smiled. He had expected this outcome. That IP address was only a puppet machine controlled by Mo Nv, used as a relay to communicate with the CIA.
To Mo Nv, every IP was real, yet every IP was also fake.
"Give them one hour. If they don't pay the ransom within an hour, they'll bear the consequences themselves," Chen Mo said. "Post a message on the Dark Web. In one hour, sell the American agent files for twenty million US Dollars per copy, payable in Bitcoin."
When Linna learned that the Joker Organization had posted the transaction notice on the Dark Web, she was consumed by rage and nearly smashed her computer.
"Damn it, how dare they?"
Linna's whole body trembled, like a bomb that could explode at any moment. Everyone around her was on edge. It was their first time seeing their ruthless and merciless director lose control like this.
But it made sense. As the world's largest intelligence agency, they had been played in the palm of a small hacker organization's hand. That feeling of being controlled was indeed unbearable.
"Reply to Joker. If they return the stolen files, we'll let bygones be bygones. The CIA needs talents like them. If they join us, they can have everything they want."
After forcing herself to calm down, Linna stared coldly at the computer screen, as though she wanted to see whether that damned Joker was hiding inside it.
The email was sent, but this time, there was no reply. Second by second, time passed. The CIA office was terrifyingly quiet, as if even the air had frozen.
Everyone in the office was careful even when breathing.
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