The heavily guarded Pentagon never stops busy. Through phone calls and instant contact with NSA and CIA, they can handle major events around the world at any time. Every day, a large number of calls are dialed around Washington and beyond, and as more and more locations connect the network, countless virtual data spreads without trace in the coaxial line.

The same is true for visitors. The usage rate of the wide parking lot outside the building has never been low. For their respective purposes, countless people will enter the building every day.

A black Cadillac sedan parked calmly in a corner without attracting anyone's attention.

"Welcome to you, Miss Wang."

John Brown came to greet him, opened the car door, looked at the girl walking out of it, and smiled and said, "Mr. President is waiting for you in the building, please come with me quickly."

Today's meeting was very important. Alice was wearing a formal black suit and even rarely stepped on a pair of short heels. Her novel shoulder-length short hair still had her tail up. Although she had no other makeup except a little bit of hair oil, she was much more gorgeous than an ordinary bare-faced girl.

"Okay, Mr. Brown." She glanced at the White House intern and smiled. "I'm just a little curious. The one who was in charge of greeting was not a soldier. Isn't this the Pentagon?"

Brown smiled humbly, "It's just a run, it's not a big deal. Come with me."

It was really impolite to make people wait for a long time. Alice stopped talking and walked towards the Pentagon with the interns.

I haven't been here for a long time, and there is nothing to miss. The old-fashioned marble floors and simple walls, and the office staff who are rushing in a hurry, Alice walked forward all the way, but she didn't see anyone paying attention to her. Although it was a good thing not to be the focus of everyone, she rarely wore a thick black stocking today. The moment she was full of femininity that she had once a century of women was ignored, which made people dislike it.

Fortunately, this entanglement didn't last too long. She followed the intern in the elevator and soon, she arrived at a very famous room.

"Hey, that's not a map of the Soviet Union." On the huge display screen, the satellite map of Siberia was really impossible to ignore. A group of soldiers were busy and discussing, and just a few words came, and they were indeed doing a tracking mission.

"There are more than one large-scale battle here." A man walked towards Alice: "John, you can leave."

"Mr. Secretary of Defense." Alice nodded to him, all of them were old acquaintances: "Mr. President?"

"The President is in the house, come with me."

A very private room with a particularly delicate decoration, with soft carpets and sound-absorbing walls. If someone fires with a silencer pistol, they may not be able to detect it outside. When he walked into the house and saw a bunch of TV faces in front of the conference table, Alice thought of this problem at the first time.

"Alice!"

The man stood up from the head of the seat and walked towards her, and opened his arms: "It's been a long time since we've seen each other! You've grown up!"

"It's been a long time no see, Mr. President." Alice stood ladylike, shook hands with the old man with gray hair and said, "Please forgive me for most of my business that has nothing to do with the military. It's been four or five years, and this is the third time I'm here."

Everyone in the house showed meaningful smiles. Of course Alice noticed that it was mainly military figures. Thinking of Bush's main political achievements, this list is not surprising.

"It wasn't before, but it's different now." Bush made a free space for Alice to sit down: "I believe you also know why we came to you. The Soviet Union stolen two typhoon-class nuclear submarines. Do you have any personal opinion?"

The subsequent development of the plot is not beyond Alice's expectations. Although I don't know who exposed the news, since Rona Apula's newspapers have published this news, how could the agents lurking in the Cia will not report to the headquarters. The theft of forty intercontinental ballistic nuclear missiles will definitely scare Bush. As for the follow-up work, it is necessary to refer to her Alice-Wang's opinion.

"I believe everyone knows that no matter which strength steals these two submarines, all missiles will not be retained as it is. Forty missiles and 400 nuclear bombs are really obtained by extremely world-weary people, even if they are just one, they can basically achieve those ignorant strategic goals."

"So, no matter who gets them, there are a high probability that the warhead will be sold. Is the equivalent of 100,000 tons a nuclear bomb? The unit price is more than 40 to 50 million US dollars. Even if you sell one or two of them, it will be a lot of money, and they have 400...tsk tsk."

No one can laugh out loud. Everyone here knows that with the current urinary nature of the Soviet Union, they must not have the energy to play this inferior treasure game. Why did it be that the two submarines were stolen, and then NATO really thought that the typhoon-class reduced the number of nuclear bombs and four hundred missing?

"If criminals want to successfully commit crime, they must constantly learn the latest technology to prevent being discovered and captured. Therefore, the most likely channel for them to sell nuclear bombs is the Internet."

In one sentence, it reflects a person's value. Alice calls from a thousand miles away, waiting for her insights in this field. Bush, the old man, nodded silently, said, "Please continue."

"So the next step is the sales method. If it were me, I would first write a phishing website, that is,... use a 'sell everything' website as a cover to see which customers will search for weapons of destruction. Obviously, I will provide some small items such as grenades and pistols on the website. After those customers who often buy guns buy too much, I will provide them with a second website in private."

"The second website sells more contraband products. As a criminal who steals nuclear submarines, I can certainly provide goods to people entering this website. Then appropriately, when I select a group of more dangerous customers, I will provide them with a third website."

"Point at the nuclear bomb step by step?"

"Yes, point to the nuclear bomb step by step." In response to the Secretary of Defense's replies, Alice shrugged: "Is this normal? The gang upgrade system, especially when drug trafficking gangs attract new people, must not be able to play public recruitment, right? Hey, buddy, look, I have nuclear bombs here, can I take a shot?"

The most worrying thing about the Ministry of National Defense is nothing more than the whereabouts of the nuclear bomb. Without even knowing the real murderer, the most preferred channel will naturally become the Internet. In this field, if anyone does not want to hear Alice Wang's opinion, he will never have to continue working here.

Using one website after another to set up a set, an excellent way to sell stolen goods in the field of online channels, everyone here quickly exchanged their eyes after listening to Alice's words.

"You mean to let us look for websites one by one? Who can afford that kind of workload?"

"Of course it's not possible." Alice smiled and said, "I have a technique to quickly search websites. I named it the web spider. The principle is to automatically grab programs or scripts for World Wide Web information according to certain rules, and finally automatically extract web pages. If you adopt this technique, I believe that the speed of your search target can increase countless times."

Even if she came to help, Alice never forgot her identity. The businessman did not do anything unprofitable. Everyone from the Ministry of Defense invited her over today, so naturally she had already prepared the mentality of making a deal.

"Network spider technology?"

"In fact, it is more appropriate to call a search engine. I have registered a patent for technology. It is very simple to use. For example, if there is the word ‘Bush’ in the URL or web content of a website. The President, then when the searcher enters the word ‘Bush’ into the search engine, the relevant website will be caught by the web spider and then the result will be displayed."

"Show, show the results...Bush?" Alice just gave an example for search engines, but the President had to think more: "That is, if my voters want to know me, when they use that engine to enter my name, all the web pages about me in the entire Internet will be...

"Hey, Mr. President." The Secretary of Defense quickly pressed the excited Bush Old Man: "We can talk about this later. So Miss Wang, have you registered a patent for the technology called Web Spider?"

No one doubts that this is definitely an excellent means to find stolen nuclear bombs, especially as Alice said, criminals will always use the most advanced and novel technology to commit crimes. According to her story, as long as the criminals really use the Internet as a nuclear bomb sales channel, this spider will definitely catch them!

"It's a patent registered, but the company has not been established yet, and all related businesses have not yet been launched. Mr. Minister, believe me, the inclusion and statistics of the website are by no means simple."

"So what do you mean?"

"I can train people from the Pentagon Information Security Department and set up a new Silicon Valley company to build a search engine market. The loss of 400 nuclear bombs is not a trivial matter. As an American citizen, I certainly have the obligation to cooperate with the government."

These words are so righteous that they can be included in the sample of patriotic quotations. However, the people here are not fool elementary school students who need brainwashing. Based on the basic principle of reciprocity, they must pay a price.

Bush, the old man nodded naturally and said, "If you have anything you want, just say it. As long as it is within the scope of authority, we will definitely try our best to satisfy you."
Chapter completed!