It was all too common for small fry to leak big secrets.
That was because in order to get something done, small fry were needed, and they definitely wouldn't be able to enjoy the high-level protection of big shots.
If a certain key small fry was a little less vigilant and ignored the safety rules, it was possible for them to directly send top-secret documents to a QQ group or set up a private chat.
Don't think that they were bragging. NYPD officers had already done the same thing during the explosion some time ago, and it was the same for Luke's hilltop.
Even the FBI had discovered during an internal investigation that several of its employees had lost hundreds of guns and dozens of laptops, which contained top-secret information.
According to the rules, these laptops weren't allowed to be taken out of the FBI's office, but they had been brought home by the agents precisely so that they could work overtime at home. Then … they were stolen by thieves.
If it weren't for this major investigation, the FBI executives themselves wouldn't have known that so many things had been lost.
Luke had been working on the Titanium phone, F2F, QQ, and the little green man phone operating system that he had handed over.
Collect clues and intelligence from the lowest level and occupy the most basic level of everything — people.
This was the inspiration he had derived from the great man's strategy of "surrounding the city from the countryside."
As long as the channels for intelligence were enough to cover 90% of the people in society, would the remaining 10% really be able to separate themselves from the 90%?
As Fu sifted through the phones and social media accounts of the people who had shown up to clean up the mess, Luke smiled.
Sure enough, there was something wrong with some of these people.
More than a dozen of them came from a private insurance company, and their positions, years, and salaries were clearly abnormal.
They couldn't lie about their salaries, of course, because they had to file taxes.
It wasn't like they could say that just because they were a peripheral member of the FBI or CIA, they didn't have to file taxes with the IRS, right?
The people from this insurance company definitely weren't core members. They were probably handymen in charge of daily field work.
With the title of an insurance company, they could go to various accident sites and pretend to be on-site inspectors and damage assessment personnel to deal with the scene.
Unfortunately, the people in this company had clearly worked in China for a few years, and were a lot less vigilant. The company Christmas party photos posted on their phones were exactly the same.
However, it could be seen that these people had posted the photos at the same time, which was only a few seconds.
There were a lot of similar situations, and it happened to quite a few people.
Even if a normal person wanted to be lazy, they would just repost the photos. Anyway, it was not a big problem to admit that they were too lazy to take photos.
As for the technical staff who handled logistics for this group of handymen, they were probably used to doing things by the book. They would work in batches and send photos of their overtime colleagues to fool their friends.
That was the power of habit.
The FBI had complete law enforcement authority in the country, so there was no need for them to set up such a long-term shell company.
The CIB did not have domestic law enforcement powers, so it was possible to use this kind of company to circumvent legal restrictions.
But the appearance of bald Sitwell indicated that S.H.I.E.L.D. was the biggest suspect.
It had the power to enforce the law all over the world, but it was feared by the local forces all over the world. The principle was similar to the United Nations peacekeeping force.
Everyone needed a special organization that could legitimately intervene in "international affairs", but they also didn't like other countries using this organization to enter their own countries.
But as an exchange of interests, not participating in S.H.I.E.L.D. was tantamount to being excluded, and the loss of interests was even greater.
Therefore, how to gain more rights in S.H.I.E.L.D. and reduce its interference in the country is a long-term task.
These are all obvious things, as long as you look at the direct superior department of SHIELD, the five directors of the World Security Council, which happen to belong to the five major powers, it is very clear.
It was also for this reason that S.H.I.E.L.D. had a lot of authority in the United States, but it wasn't unimpeded.
The U.S. government would do its best to hand over domestic operations to the S.H.I.E.L.D. department under its control, but core secrets couldn't be handed over to these Americans who "contributed to the world."
This was the same as the top brass of NYPD.
The nominal leaders of NYPD were the commissioner, the first deputy commissioner, and three deputy commissioners. They controlled the selection, allocation, and promotion of key officers.
In reality, it was Sheriff Nelson who controlled NYPD's daily operations and military force.
The five commissioners were equivalent to five directors. Sheriff Nelson's and Nick Fury's work scope was similar.
The special departments and sub-bureaus of both parties were the same, except that one was in New York and the other around the world.
There were disobedient 15th Precinct in NYPD, and S.H.I.E.L.D. also had members and branches who pretended to be obedient and secretly developed their own forces.
The two sides checked and compromised with each other.
This was also the reason why Luke had wanted to ask Phil about it at first, but later dropped the idea.
Sitwell definitely wasn't on Phil's side. So what if he found out?
Nick Fury knew his limits. He was the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., but S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't his, just like NYPD wasn't Sheriff Nelson's.
The World Security Council wouldn't allow S.H.I.E.L.D. to become Nick Fury's private property. He was just a "professional manager."
Luke followed the insurance company's lead, and more intelligence surfaced.
The intelligence was there, but most of the time, the problem was to find the right target.
It was difficult to track down an experienced and vigilant old agent like Phil, but it was easy to track down a bunch of low-level handymen who messed around in an insurance company.
But whether it was Phil or Sitwell, it was inevitable that they would look for these handymen to complete the handover of documents, the issuance of gag orders, the transfer of evidence, and so on.
If Phil and his direct subordinates were to deal with a case, it could take days or even weeks.
S.H.I.E.L.D. was efficient, but it couldn't make the police or other departments on the other side of the handover efficient. They could only leave it to the handymen to slowly wrangle.
While the things that these handymen dealt with weren't necessarily important, they were always important.
For example, the blood that Wade had left at the scene this time, including the bullets that had been shot into his body and thrown away, had to be sent away.
It definitely wasn't suitable for these things to be left in the hands of the handymen. The next day, they were packed up and sent to the helicopter.
This helicopter was a daily transportation tool for the insurance company, and hadn't been specially modified.
This kind of substitute helicopter, which was similar to a cargo, passenger, and temporary support helicopter, wasn't very secretive. The positioning system was on, and Luke easily found where it had landed — a small private airport on the outskirts of Los Angeles.
The evidence was then transferred to another cargo plane and flown straight to the destination.
This cargo plane was under the name of another cargo company, but there was no trace of it at the reported destination airport.
Luke then checked the cargo company's attendance sheet and confirmed the flight records of the plane. He found the plane's refueling records and averaged the fuel consumption to get a figure of a little more than five hundred kilometers.
He asked Fu to search according to this distance, mainly in the northeast direction after the plane took off.
Fu searched the database for satellite photos at a distance of more than five hundred kilometers, and finally found an airport in the desert of Nevada, where the cargo plane had landed.
There was an airport in the wilderness, and there were no obvious buildings around it. This place was either underground or had a base in a cave, which suited S.H.I.E.L.D.'s choice of storage.
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