Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey Chapter 33: Fiction Master

"Look at the data, I'll see who stole it!"

Matisse's icy voice resounded in the hall, so loud that even those with headsets could hear it.

The technicians started typing on the keyboard, and after the person in charge entered the password, a large amount of data emerged.

It was the same young man who observed the 'Moon Eye'. Cold sweat broke out on his head, and his fingers trembled slightly when they tapped on the keyboard.

"Long... sir, the 'moon eye' has been in the sky over us and hasn't moved."

"You haven't moved?" Mattis nodded. "Are your eyes eaten by dogs? You can't find it by calling other satellites. Now you tell me you haven't moved?!"

"Shit!"

The person in charge also played in person. The more he did, the more surprised he was.

It is clear that 'Moon Eye' has been hijacked by hackers, but there is no trace at all. If it is not for everyone who has this memory, no one will doubt the authenticity of the incident...

The person in charge started to read domestic application files, as well as applications from other countries that were "accidentally received".

The picture displayed on the screen, the first row, the second person, is Admiral Brooks.

"What does this mean? Who is the suspect? Don't tell me that the hackers are those capital predators? Or senior military officials, scientists and the like."

"Mr. Minister, we are still unable to find the means of attack by hackers, and these are the only people who have applied for military satellites before."

The person in charge said earnestly, "Each of them has huge energy, and they will not be happy when the military satellite is dismissed, so..."

"Pfft~" Mattis sneered, "Is that why they hold grudges? Then they should be **** off when they are angry all day."

"Also." Mattis stood up and put his finger on the shoulder of the person in charge, "Don't make excuses for your mistakes, instead of thinking about who will blame you, think about how to give it tomorrow morning. President!"

After speaking, Mattis walked to the door, and the person in charge hurriedly followed, "By the way, why was General Brooks' application not approved?"

The person in charge made a quick glance, and the technician next to him immediately understood.

The reason for Brooks' application, as well as the reason for rejection, is immediately displayed on the large central screen.

Matisse turned around, touched the ring on his **** with one hand, and narrowed his eyes, like a male wolf waiting to be hunted.

"Looking for Tony Stark? Why not approved?"

The person in charge was sweating profusely, "Minister, this part is checked by other officials, and I am only responsible for recording."

Matis nodded, "I'll visit the official later, remember to call a satellite for General Brooks to use, it's really hard for him to keep him in the desert."

"Okay, Minister, but this requires your signature."

Matis glanced at him, "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Yes, yes, I'll print it right away!" said the person in charge hurriedly.

Matis raised his wrist and checked the time, "Two hours, transfer the satellite to General Brooks. Also, write me your excuse for trying to prevaricate the president."

"This..." The person in charge was embarrassed. It's okay to call the military satellite. After all, the military boss is here, and he is the only one who signed the signature, but "prevaricates" the president's excuse... ...

Matis gave him a cold look.

The person in charge suddenly shuddered, "Don't worry, Minister, I'll go directly to your office in two hours!"

Matis patted him on the shoulder, frowning slightly, "I hope you can."

After speaking, he walked out without any reluctance. The person in charge watched the boss disappear at the corner of the corridor. He was paralyzed and sat down on the chair.

Looking around, frowned, and said viciously: "What are you looking at?! Have you found the hacker? Have you found the data of 'Moon Eye'?! Do you still want the bonus?!"

The sound became louder and louder, and the technician hurriedly lowered his head, facing the computer screen with a "pop, pop."

There is no way, the first-level official crushed people to death, and at the same time, he was secretly slandering in his heart. When the minister was here, he pretended to be like his grandson. Now, tsk tsk tsk...

After a short rest, the person in charge drank the coffee at the table, refreshed himself, and typed on the keyboard.

At the same time, began to read the materials, the materials of Admiral Brooks.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm shocked when I see it!

It turns out that Secretary Mattis served under Brooks!

He later served as General Brooks' personal guard!

My God, the person in charge was sweating coldly on his head. Fortunately, he didn't care much about mobilizing the satellites.

So the man didn't come to him a few days ago, but instead went to another official and got stuck with General Brooks' satellite application.

The corner of the person in charge forced a smile. It turned out that he was not the most unlucky. It is completely conceivable to imagine the scene when the guy faced Minister Mattis.

Must be interesting.

The person in charge glanced at the time, opened the document immediately, and used his imagination freely.

"...Damn! How the **** is this stuff written?"

...After staying up all night, Mattis and the person in charge appeared in the Office of the President~IndoMTL.com~ The president was looking at the report with a serious face.

But the more he looked, the more confused his face became. Matisse looked left and right at the decorations in the office, while the person in charge was sweating and staring only at his shoes.

The document was put down, the president folded his hands, glanced at the two of them, and nodded casually, "Very good, who can tell me who wrote this report?"

"The President, it's me."

"Oh?" The black president raised his brows and looked at him with serious eyes. "To be honest, I think you are more suitable for writing or drawing cartoons."

"Come and see what's written on it? Aliens use 'moon eyes' to study Earthlings?"

"Oh my god, why didn't the aliens just grab you and deepen their anatomy?!"

"This...I...Mr.President...but the truth..."

"Stop, take your report, go out and turn left, if you need, I can help you contact the publishing house, I believe they will think that this is a better book than "Harry Potter" Successful sci-fi!"

"Sir, Harry Potter is fantasy," Mattis reminded kindly.

"Oh~" the black president frowned, "what's the difference? There's a fantasy master standing right in front of you! Look at this report! Mattis, I don't believe you haven't seen it."

"Actually, I haven't seen it, sir."

The president nodded, "Very good, all good, this year's bonuses are gone! Bastards! And that **** subsidy! I'm just going to get this report to Congress, and I'm sure those vampires will rip you off. A layer of skin off!"

"What are you doing standing here? Get out! Get out of here!"

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