Chapter 3922: MU: The Super-Body Event (Part 13)

"I have a question: assuming we gather here today to better complete the task of discussing national security work for the next period, then perhaps all colleagues also have quite mature views on this. If I cannot let everyone speak freely, that must be the fault of me, the new director; but if I let everyone express their opinions and I coordinate and organize from it, it seems I am too arbitrary, really unable to reflect the wise leadership of Mr. President. Therefore, I have to boldly take the lead and, in a very cautious way, convey Mr. President's work outlook for my department to all of you by repeating and paraphrasing. I also, as a small screw in the federal security work, encourage all of you."

Nick shook his head and swayed in the main seat above. Natasha yawned repeatedly in the guest seat below. She turned her head and glanced at Shiler beside her, who had a serious expression, slightly furrowed brows, and nodded from time to time. Although this was the case, it could be seen from the unchanging blinking frequency that the person should have been gone for a while.

"What is the problem of national security? First, we must talk about what a nation is, and then we must figure out what security means. Which of these two is more important? A nation is actually... security can also be interpreted as... if we talk about the importance of the two, it is probably equal... but in my opinion, the focus of our work is neither the nation nor security, but Mr. President. What kind of nation does Mr. President want? What kind of national security does he want? Which of these two does he think is more important? That is the focus of the National Security Agency's work for the next period..."

Natasha's head dropped suddenly, almost hitting the table. She took a deep breath and pinched her wrist lightly so she wouldn't fall asleep immediately. She looked down at her watch: Nick had been talking for two hours.

"In summary, in Mr. President's eyes, the nation and security are actually not important. Since this is the case, we don't need to be too entangled in nationality, nor do we have to attach importance to federal security, as long as we complete Mr. President's tasks. What do you think?"

Natasha finally became a bit more spirited. She knew that Nick had been muttering up there for two hours, and the point was the last sentence.

The problem was that these old guys in the National Security Agency had already been muttered dizzy by his two-hour buildup. Hearing him ask a question and then stop, everyone nodded and started applauding him. Even Shiler was doing so.

Although Natasha really wanted to ask them: "Are you sure you understand what he is talking about?" but in order not to appear too out of place, she had to applaud along.

Nick nodded with great satisfaction and said: "Since we have reached a consensus, the next work will be easy to do. For the sake of federal security, I have first set up 143 monitoring posts in Xia Weiyi, which is isolated overseas, and 62 posts on the six-star island of the Maldives. Of course, in order to pay attention to the Asia-Pacific situation at all times, there are also 14 posts in Bali. These 219 new positions are far from the federal mainland and have heavy responsibilities, so they must be on duty for a long time. Of course, the federal government will reimburse all expenses incurred by monitoring. Those who are interested, sign your names on this application form, and the Federation thanks you for your contribution."

Natasha rolled her eyes. What long-term monitoring posts, all the management personnel of the National Security Agency now add up to 219, most of whom stay in Xia Weiyi for 350 days a year. Nick directly got them a publicly funded vacation post, and they don't even have to come back for the remaining 16 days. The old men signed happily and went back to pack their luggage and get on the plane.

Nick clapped his hands with great satisfaction and said: "Alright, go contact the Russian Security Agency and the British Military Intelligence."

Seeing Shiler didn't ask anything and turned to leave, Natasha couldn't stay for long either, so she had to rush out of the door, caught up with Shiler, and said: "Do you know what he wants to do? And you just left."

"Isn't he asking for interns?"

"The problem is, are you sure interns can do this job?"

"I can't tell you are quite concerned about U. S. national security, Mrs. Romanova."

Natasha sighed for a long time and said: "Everyone in the world is more concerned about U. S. national security than Nick. He just outsourced national security affairs like this, and as the only young person under 70 present, you don't raise any objections?"

Shiler stopped his steps. He spread out his windbreaker jacket with one hand, put his hand into his pocket, stretched out a finger, and said: "National security is divided into external security and internal security. External security depends on the military, and internal security depends on the police. But the National Security Agency can't manage the military or the police, so what do you think this department was set up for?"

"Uh, aren't they for intelligence? Like computer intrusion, wiretapping, etc."

"Then what is the CIA for?"

Natasha was slightly stunned. She thought about it and found that the responsibilities of the National Security Agency and the CIA seemed to overlap a bit, because the CIA also has an intelligence division, and also has personnel responsible for computer intrusion, wiretapping, etc. Then what is the National Security Agency for?

"When Nick knew the President assigned him to the National Security Agency, was he very happy?"

Natasha thought about it and nodded: "Yes, he looked quite satisfied. Is this place better than S. H. I. E. L. D.?"

"Of course, it's much better." Shiler continued to walk forward and said, "The U. S. National Security Agency has always been called the most mysterious department, and even the abbreviation NSA is jokingly called 'NoSuchAgency'."

"Is this a good thing?"

"Of course. No one knows what you are doing, so you can do nothing." Shiler said, "If the external pressure is too great, go to the military; if internal riots occur, go to the police; if important information is not monitored, it's the CIA's fault; if law enforcement is not strong enough, blame the FBI. The National Security Agency should be renamed the 'Everyone Is Safe Except the Nation' Agency."

Natasha suddenly realized. She said: "No wonder Nick is so happy; this is exactly the opposite of S. H. I. E. L. D. Everyone knows S. H. I. E. L. D. manages security, so wherever it is unsafe, they look for S. H. I. E. L. D.: international friction looks for S. H. I. E. L. D. to mediate, internal riots look for S. H. I. E. L. D. to provide a safety net, information leakage looks for S. H. I. E. L. D. to investigate, superhero civil war looks for S. H. I. E. L. D. to manage. Nick is busy to death every day. But if the National Security Agency has nothing to do, what about the funding?"

"It's even easier. He doesn't even need to find work for himself, but can directly misappropriate it. Because this department is too mysterious, Congress doesn't know what they are doing, so naturally, they can't ask where the funding is spent. Nick doesn't need to operate at all, just transfer the money directly."

"Oh, so that's why he tried to send all the original management personnel to Xia Weiyi, so no one would know when he misappropriated it. So the President arranged Nick here just to eat this part of the funding first."

"It's more than that." Shiler shook his head and said, "Just because this department is too mysterious and no one knows what it is for, when it asks you to cooperate with its work, can you not come?"

Natasha opened her mouth and said: "Why not? For example, if it asks us for interns, we can not give it."

"Then you have threatened national security." Shiler looked at her and said, "As long as its name is still the National Security Agency, any non-cooperative behavior will be regarded as a threat to federal security. If you want to do this, I won't stop you."

"So that's it." Natasha touched her chin with her finger and said, "Because no one knows how they maintain national security, they can do nothing; but precisely because no one knows how they maintain national security, when they want to do something, others can't refuse."

"That's it." Shiler said, "It asks us two for interns, it's better to give it quickly. What if it maintains national security by hiring interns? If we two don't cooperate, any problems later will be the responsibility of the FBI and CIA."

"Fine." Natasha sighed and said, "Then sending all Americans away and recruiting a bunch of British and Russians must also be a necessary measure to maintain national security."

"He says it is, so it is. Who let him be the Director of the National Security Agency? The only president who can hold him accountable is on his side. And judging from the President's emphasis on him, he is the one who wants to pick the president's statue off the Capitol Hill and put himself up, and the President would agree."

The two separated at the intersection. Shiler returned to the FBI headquarters. The interior of the headquarters was solemn; at least in the offices Shiler passed, no one dared to slack off. These agents had recently figured out what kind of person Shiler was, and no one would want to make trouble for him.

"Go call the technical department." Shiler said to his assistant, "How is that electronic firewall I asked them to build before?"

The people from the technical department soon brought a stack of materials and said: "The firewall has basically been built, but this thing can only defend against ordinary hackers. If there is really a supernatural electronic lifeform, it definitely won't be able to stop it."

"Of course. Go build 40 more."

"What?"

"Go build 40 more such firewalls."

"But, what are so many for? Is it to conduct exhaustive testing through differential program construction to block the electronic lifeform?"

"This statement is not bad, just use this reason."

"Then the funding..."

"Report truthfully." Shiler said, "Now is an eventful autumn; for the sake of federal security, Mr. President will agree."

"Fine." The person in charge of the technical department said, "In order to better maintain federal security, we will accelerate research and development. Overtime pay..."

"Issue it truthfully, and add two more high-end coffee machines, as well as an unlimited supply of donuts. Go."

After the technical person in charge left, the assistant looked outside and said: "40 firewalls, Congress won't approve it, right?"

Shiler didn't answer; he just picked up the phone, dialed a number on a dedicated line, and said to the other side: "How is it? Barbara, the black material of the congressmen I asked you to find, to what extent has it been collected? Have you found quite a bit for everyone?"

"I know you are very shocked, but don't be shocked first. Find a way to send their black material to their respective mailboxes, and then ensure they absolutely cannot find any information about you. That's right, just like that electronic lifeform."

Shiler hung up the phone and looked up at his assistant again: "Organize a global self-reflection and self-examination. If anyone asks for the reason, just say that the previous director's lack of attention to information security may have led to large-scale information leakage, including investigation documents of some important figures." ===== CHAPTER 3923 =====