Invasion of the United States

"Victor, did you get that guy's fingerprints and eye scan?" 'Gray Shark' asked eagerly in front of the study's computer screen.

Zhou Qingfeng placed the evidence bag containing the collected items in front of 'Gray Shark', and said in frustration:

"'Dias' was very distrustful of convenient unlocking methods. Even before he died, he insisted that I couldn't get any secrets from him."

"Hmph, just leave it to me." 'Gray Shark' sneered, "Which intelligence officer isn't full of lies? Don't believe a word they say."

As a senior intelligence analyst at the Department of Homeland Security, 'Dias''s study was like a miniature tech center, equipped with a full set of advanced decryption devices.

Some of these devices were military-grade, requiring connection to specific servers for identity verification before use, something civilian hackers couldn't easily acquire.

'Gray Shark' connected 'Dias''s phone to a dedicated decryption device via a data cable and gently pressed the start button.

The phone, which boasted top-notch encryption technology, instantly lit up, the communication protocol handshake succeeded, and the phone established a connection with the computer.

The next step was fingerprint and iris verification. Once completed, it would open 'Dias''s home private database, where the secrets he had collected over the years were hidden.

'Gray Shark' couldn't help but laugh heartily, excitedly moving his arms and legs, causing his wheelchair to sway slightly.

"This is the Department of Homeland Security's senior intelligence officer! Let me take a good look at what shady dealings this elite was involved in behind the scenes."

He couldn't wait to open the first file, which was the last recording on 'Dias''s phone before he went home.

The play button was pressed, and a clear conversation reached their ears. It was surprisingly the call log of 'Dias' with that veteran bureaucrat from the Ministry of Finance.

It was about how to get rid of 'Harden'.

Zhou Qingfeng's face grew progressively grimmer as the recording unfolded—he hadn't expected the intelligence to come so quickly and didn't foresee how tricky the situation would become.

'Gray Shark' watched Zhou Qingfeng's changing expression with interest and teased: "Victor, it seems you've unwittingly been forced into 'taking sides'.

The vice president brought you into the 'White House'; it's clear he plans to push you forward as a pawn at a critical moment. Meanwhile, those veteran bureaucrats hate you to the bone, wishing for your immediate disappearance."

In the United States' political circles, the role of vice presidents has often been somewhat marginalized, rarely holding real power.

Their impact is at most casting the deciding vote when Senate polls are deadlocked, and most times they're not even worth a rubber stamp.

Zhou Qingfeng recalled just recently when the 'White House' announced plans to appoint him as the head of the newly established 'Ministry of Efficiency', and the cold sneers and skepticism permeated through various media commentaries.

"I haven't even officially taken office, and those bastards are already convinced I'm a pushover they can easily manipulate. I want to see who exactly wants to kill me?" Thanks for reading—brought to you by M|VL|EMPYR.

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The two put aside their chaotic thoughts for the time being, composed themselves, and carefully went through the files in 'Dias''s private database.

Soon, new discoveries surfaced—a list labeled 'Tree of Justice', detailed with the names and contact information of all the members, and also...

"Bureaucrats really are a dark group." 'Gray Shark' exclaimed in disbelief as he looked at document after document on the screen.

"Dias actually had so much dirt on so many people and used these secrets to coerce them into submission."

The two of them quickly browsed through the document contents, one shocking crime after another exposing itself before their eyes.

"Chris Wright, Minister of the Ministry of Energy, illegally profiting hundreds of millions of US Dollars annually in energy procurement through his authority and complex relationships with relatives.

The Department of Homeland Security had a complete evidence chain three years ago, but took no action, which is sheer indulgence."

"Eliza Loya, Deputy Attorney General of the Ministry of Justice, deliberately lost cases during her tenure as a public interest lawyer, resulting in numerous juvenile offenders being sent to private prisons as cheap labor?"

"James Maivi, during his tenure as director of the San Francisco division of the Drug Enforcement Agency, openly sexually assaulted more than a dozen... male subordinates? He also liked to keep 'scandalous photos' for repeated savoring?"

'Gray Shark' kept scrolling down, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"And also... our president used his authority to release false information capable of causing stock market panic in advance, thereby securing huge profits for his family and cronies.

In just one day, Charles Schwab, Chairman of the Board of Directors of the Charles Schwab Corporation, made illegal gains of up to 2.5 billion US Dollars from the wild fluctuations in the stock market."

From 'Dias''s secret records, 'Gray Shark' saw innumerable heinous criminal records. Particularly after opening a folder named 'Lolita Island', he felt his scalp tingle...

The higher the position, the more reckless the crime, as if the entire world is under their control, unrestrained by any rules.

Before seeing these crimes, 'Gray Shark' was still full of enthusiasm, thinking about doing something himself. But after seeing them, he felt a pang of heart palpitations.

As if a heavy stone was pressing down on his chest, his shoulders slumped powerlessly, and he lowered his head, murmuring to himself:

"Damn, the world is truly too dark. A bunch of shameless scoundrels actually call themselves 'justice'?

I hustle in a basement in Miami, selling some encrypted data packets, labor strenuously to make a few million dollars, and yet live in constant fear of the FBI barging down the door.