The car stopped aside, and Chikarev led Owen towards the two groups of people. Owen looked at the two groups of people calmly, and the two groups of people also looked at him at the same time.
In the distance, the computer screen in front of Nicky was showing everything Owen saw. The glasses Owen was wearing were actually an invisible camera. As Owen's field of vision changed, the information of each character was compared by the computer.
"Heather Russ, an intelligence broker, mainly operates in Eastern Europe. In addition to intelligence, she is also engaged in drugs, arms trading, etc..."
Owen looked at the party on the other side of the transaction. The identity of the leader was quickly found out. Nicky read it to Owen through the communicator. Owen couldn't help but take a second look at Heather Ruth, who had been with Beth.
It is related to the assassination case and is also related to Cruel Angel.
It's just that Heather Ruth was in charge of the CIA when the labor was initially divided. I don't know how the CIA handled it in the end, and why this person got involved in the nuclear bomb issue again this time.
Owen looked at his side again, scanned it again, and recognized the leader Makarov at a glance, as well as his subordinates beside him.
Similarly, their information was read out one by one by Nikki. Yuri, Scochin... almost Makarov's die-hard followers are here.
Owen walked over, but Makarov didn't speak, just watched quietly. After a few seconds, he nodded to a subordinate not far away, and the subordinate turned around and motioned for Owen to follow him.
"Inspection!"
The subordinate said to Heather Russ on the other side that Owen knew from the information provided by Nikki that the guy in front of him was named Yuri and that he was one of Makarov's most trusted confidants.
After Yuri finished speaking, Heather Russ, who was opposite, nodded to one of his men. The man came up with a metal box, then placed the metal box on the table between the two groups of people and opened the buckle.
The box was opened, and inside was a round projectile that was not too big. Owen was a little surprised. He thought it would be a big thing, but he didn't expect it to be so small.
Heather Russ's man and Yuri were standing in front of the box. They looked at Owen, who shrugged and took out a small device from his pocket.
He didn't know how Pavlovich would verify the authenticity of the plutonium bomb, but he was already prepared.
Under the gaze of everyone, Owen approached the round projectile and put the device in his hand close to the projectile. The device immediately made a "beep" roar.
"No problem, it's true."
Owen turned to Makarov and said. Makarov did not speak, but looked at the small device in his hand. Owen then explained: "This is a cesium rod, which will react with plutonium bombs to change color. The one just now
The sound was emitted by the radiation monitor. Taken together, this thing is a plutonium bomb..."
Having said this, Makarov looked at Chikarev again, and Chikarev came up to Owen and said, "Where is your cracking program?"
"Oh~~"
Owen acted as if he had forgotten, and quickly took out the cracking device that looked like a USB flash drive from another pocket, found a hole on the side of the plutonium bomb, and inserted the device into it.
He kept pretending to be stupid because he didn't know how this thing would react when it was plugged in. If something went wrong, Owen wouldn't be able to adjust it.
After a long wait, the small red light on the cracking device kept flashing. Owen was sweating a little on his forehead, and he was wondering if he should just take the thing and run away if the crack failed.
Fortunately, God seemed to be deliberately helping him. After a few seconds, the red light on the device flashed several times and then turned green.
Owen breathed a sigh of relief, took off the cracking device and stuffed it back into his pocket. Makarov looked at Chikarev, who nodded indifferently. He had heard Pavlovich say before that as long as
If the light on the device is green, it means the crack is successful.
At this time, Makarov's face finally showed a smile, and several people around him also laughed.
While the people here were still laughing, Nicky said in Owen's communicator: "Owen, I just sent the photo of the plutonium bomb to the nuclear non-proliferation rapid response team. They said that this thing is a semi-finished product and should have come from Russia.
Or they were dismantled from the nuclear weapons of the former Soviet Union such as Ukraine.
It will not explode directly, but if it falls into the hands of people with relevant knowledge, it can be made into a weapon with real nuclear power within 72 hours. Generally speaking, this kind of plutonium bomb has a strong safety device, and only by cracking the safety device
Only a plutonium bomb can produce the chain reaction required for a nuclear explosion. The cracking program in your hand should be specially designed to crack the insurance, and even the detonation after cracking has been designed..."
Listening to Nikki's report, Owen was thinking rapidly. Pavlovich had died in the previous explosion. This kind of expert is not a cabbage. You can't find it easily. Owen doesn't believe that Makarov is short.
If he can find another nuclear weapons expert to help him crack the plutonium bomb within a certain period of time, then the cracking device in his hand will be extremely important.
"You have verified the plutonium bomb, but what about the money?"
Heather Russ on the other side said at this time.
Owen stepped aside, thinking about how to take away all the plutonium bombs and cracking programs while surrounded by this gang of people.
"Money, of course, is no problem, but before that, I think we have another thing that we need to talk about..."
Makarov said suddenly, and then his men faintly surrounded Heather Russ and his group on the opposite side. Owen was originally standing between the two sides, but this time he was even more surrounded in the middle.
"Mr. Makarov, this is not the attitude a businessman should have..."
Makarov acted like a gangster, but Heather Russ was not panicked: "You don't think I'm not prepared at all, do you?"
Heather Ruth sounded confident and had a smile on her face.
"Are you talking about the CIA agents you have ambushing on the outside?"
At this time, a female voice like a silver bell suddenly sounded. Owen followed the sound and was shocked because he saw an acquaintance, Avril Lavigne in a white mask.
Why is she here?
He would never admit his mistake without comparing it with Nicky's information. He could recognize this man even if he turned to ashes. Owen remained calm and the expression on his face did not change at all.
Avril walked up with a smile, and Makarov's men also took out their guns and pointed them at Heather Russ and his men opposite.
Owen's mind was spinning, White Mask also got involved, and things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.
Heather Ruth on the opposite side did not speak, Avril put on a victor's posture, and some people appeared in the distance, but they did not look like they were going to attack.
Seeing those people, Heather Ruth's expression finally seemed to have something wrong. Avril pointed at the people outside and asked with a smile: "Is this the backhand you mentioned? It just doesn't seem like they are there now."
Not on your side, Mr. Heather Ruth, oh sorry, or should I call you Ethan Hunt, right, Mr. Agent?"
After hearing the words from Avril's mouth, Owen could no longer hide his surprise and looked at the opposite side with a surprised face.
The mask on Heather Ruth's head was torn off by Avril, and underneath the mask was Ethan Hunt's handsome face, but at this time, the expression on that face was very ugly.