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Chapter 275 Scarlett's Revenge
Harry and Eggsy eventually slunk away.

Compared to their initial high spirits, the two figures now appeared exceptionally forlorn.

Harry, in particular, the organization's top agent, has maintained a 100% mission completion rate throughout his career.

Even on the Eastern European battlefield, when the United States failed to acquire nanobombs, he successfully brought one back, adding another brilliant chapter to his illustrious career.

But this time, the perfect record was broken.

What angered him even more was that Eggsy, the newcomer, witnessed the whole thing, making this proud ace agent feel extremely embarrassed.

As for Valentine's side...
Originally, the machine's advice to Rorschach was simply to find out the encryption passwords that triggered the electronic signals in the hundreds of millions of phone cards that the black man had distributed. However, Rorschach, contrary to his usual behavior, did not use violent means. Instead, he protected Valentine's life and established a cooperative relationship with him.

This left the machine completely bewildered.

“Based on the analysis of Valentine’s behavioral patterns and psychological characteristics, the probability of this person betraying Spectre in the future is 100%. Faced with someone who is destined to betray, why choose to cooperate?” the Machine asked in the earpiece, puzzled.

As an intelligent AI, she has a built-in probability assessment and risk prediction model system as the basis for decision-making analysis and judgment.

Therefore, despite possessing a certain degree of human empathy and logical thinking, she still tends to quantify risk using probability when facing strangers.

In her view, given Spectre's current strength, cooperating with someone like Valentine would only give the other party an opportunity to bully others, and would not bring any real benefit to the organization.

However, Rorschach had different considerations.

Watching Valentine linger below, reluctant to leave, after the helicopter took off, Rorschach's lips curled into a meaningful smile. "This damn good-for-nothing will come in handy someday. Even if he's a complete idiot, letting him live a few more days and using him to shield us from bullets is a way of making use of him."

".Understood."

The machine mechanically replied without further questioning.

Even with her computing power of billions of calculations per second, she still struggled to keep up with Luo Xia's unpredictable and illogical way of thinking.

"Alright, the official business is almost done, it's time to take care of some personal matters."

Rorschach said enthusiastically, "Let's check the Indiana border."

“Wait, Rorschach.”

The machine suddenly interrupted him, saying in a serious tone, "Just now, I caught a message on the federal surveillance network. I'm afraid you'll have to postpone your trip to Indiana."

"Oh? Whose information?"

“Scarlett, or you should call her 'Liz Logan'.”

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Washington.

Homeland Security headquarters.

Many people confuse the Department of Homeland Security with the National Security Agency.

Although the two names sound very similar, the Department of Homeland Security (DHS) is a federal law enforcement agency.

Following 9/11, the federal government consolidated 22 existing agencies to form a "one-stop" domestic security system. Its functions cover the entire chain, including counterterrorism, border security, cybersecurity, and emergency management, making it the core hub of homeland security.

Its privileges among federal agencies exceed those of the CIA and FBI, making it comparable to the Counterterrorism Bureau, and it is an agency that the president can directly order around.

The National Security Agency (NSA), under the Department of Defense, was established in 1952 and initially performed the functions of the CIA, i.e., an intelligence agency.

However, with the development of the internet, its focus began to change, placing greater emphasis on intercepting, deciphering, and analyzing foreign communications to obtain intelligence, protecting America's government communication systems from cyberattacks, and developing offensive cyber weapons.

They are both defenders protecting their own networks and attackers launching cyberwars.

It is an agency focused on electronic intelligence, and compared to the DHS, the NSA is more focused on the "invisible battlefield".

Of course, the rights of the two are worlds apart.

The Department of Homeland Security (DHS) has law enforcement powers both domestically and overseas, and can even deploy local law enforcement agencies to cooperate with military operations, while the National Security Agency (NSA) is more inclined towards intelligence support and electronic warfare.

This is the biggest difference between the two.

One is the force department, and the other is the technology department.

Unlike the FBI or CIA, which have their own headquarters buildings, the Department of Homeland Security, as a violent agency, is located in an underground bunker in the suburbs of Washington, D.C., which is a network of interconnected bunkers that can even lead directly to the underground bunkers of the Capitol and the House of Representatives.

In the event of an emergency, the Department of Homeland Security is also responsible for protecting the personal safety of senior officials in both departments.

As for the White House, it's Secret Service territory; other law enforcement agencies can't even enter without permission.

Putting aside the digression, the bunker was brightly lit at this moment, with the sounds of telephones ringing and keyboards clattering all around, and staff members busily moving about, their expressions solemn.

The San Francisco terror attack, the White House terror attack, and the Monterey underwater canyon attack.
This series of shocking cases is like a series of resounding slaps in the face to the major federal law enforcement agencies, ruthlessly proclaiming their incompetence and utter disgrace!

The death of Homeland Security Director Jenny in the White House terror attack has further dampened morale within the department.

Although the new director has not yet been selected, everyone in the bureau is determined to arrest the Spectre party members led by Rorschach and avenge their previous defeat.

Inside the training base.

Scarlett, who had just finished a high-intensity training session, took a shower and stood in front of the locker, wrapped in a towel, drying her hair.

Her fiery red hair fluttered in the hot wind, dancing like flames, which, combined with her delicate features and the fit physique sculpted by years of exercise, made her exceptionally dazzling and eye-catching.

Although the shower areas at the training base are separated for men and women, the storage rooms are shared.

Many employees who were organizing their clothes couldn't help but steal glances at the red-haired beauty, especially her long, straight, and beautifully shaped legs, which they stared at intently.

But they only dared to admire her from afar; no one dared to approach and strike up a conversation with this icy beauty.

Scarlett O'Hara's fiery temper was well-known within the Security Bureau, and her skills far surpassed those of ordinary operatives; only Duke was a match for her.

Unfortunately, the two were also close friends, so no one dared to make a fool of themselves.

"Are you all really free?!"

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Just as everyone remembered Duke, the Duke of DHS appeared at the base entrance.

He coldly surveyed the team members who were peeking at Scarlett, and sternly reprimanded them.

The group immediately lowered their heads and fell silent, hurriedly gathering their belongings and fleeing.

Duke was once known for his good temper and was extremely popular within the department. However, after the San Francisco terrorist attack, he and Scarlett were the only members of the entire special operations team to escape from Rorschach. His personality became increasingly gloomy, and he became more and more irritable and sensitive, resorting to violence at the slightest provocation.

"If this continues, you won't be able to keep your position as vice-captain for long."

Scarlett continued drying her hair, saying without turning her head, "Even though you were transferred from the military halfway through your career, everyone was willing to be around you. But now..."

She glanced at Duke, who sat silently on the bench. "This morning alone, you injured more than one teammate. More and more people are complaining about you. If this continues, even the supervisor won't be able to protect you." "Can't protect me? Then I'll go back to the military." Duke shrugged dismissively.

"Ha, you think the National Security Agency is like the FBI? You can just hand in your resignation and leave?" Scarlett shook her head, too lazy to try to persuade this stubborn guy anymore.

Since the San Francisco operation, Duke has become a completely different person, always with a gloomy face, and the sunny and cheerful Duke of the past is nowhere to be found.

Scarlett understands this change.

Anyone who witnesses the tragic death of a comrade but is powerless to do anything about it, who is given his life by the enemy like a stray dog, and who is unable to take revenge afterwards, will have his personality drastically changed and become despondent.

Just like when she faced that woman.
“By the way, Scarlett,” Duke suddenly said, “Congress has approved the appointment of the new director.”

"Oh? Who took over?"

"The deputy director will be promoted to director, and Ms. Anne, the logistics supervisor, will be promoted to deputy director. She will be transferred to the European branch in a week to be in charge of European affairs."

"Oh!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Scarlett suddenly punched the locker, and the metal door dented instantly.

"What's wrong with you?" Duke asked, frowning.

Scarlett remained silent, her chest heaving, her voice hoarse: "It's nothing, I just want to be alone."

“Okay.” Duke looked at her in surprise; this was the first time he had ever seen Scarlett lose control of her emotions.

Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment but couldn't help but say with concern, "Scarlett, don't hesitate to ask if you need anything. It's just the two of us left from the original special forces team, so be sure to call me if there's any danger."

"Heh. Mind your own business." Scarlett waved her hand and sat down alone on the bench.

Duke gave her one last look, shook his head in confusion, and left the locker room.

When she was the only one left in the base, Scarlett could no longer suppress her anger and kicked the bench that was fixed to the ground away!

Her outburst of anger stemmed entirely from the name Duke mentioned—logistics supervisor Anne.
Years ago, this woman was not a logistics supervisor, but a special agent instructor responsible for recruiting and training agents for the security bureau and identifying promising talents.

more than ten years ago.

When Scarlett was still a child, she was spotted by Anne because of her exceptionally good physical data during a school-organized blood test. Anne believed that she was a perfect match for the enhanced serum.

So Annie set a trap, lured her to the security bureau, and used brainwashing to alter her memories.

Scarlett's father searched everywhere for his missing daughter, even tracking her down to the Security Bureau's training base.

In order to eliminate any future threats, Anne, after consulting with the then-director Jenny, brutally murdered Scarlett's father and meticulously staged it as a surfing accident.

Scarlett should never have known about these dark, long-buried secrets.

Fortunately, after revealing her identity to Rorschach last time, Rorschach used the [machine] to help her investigate the truth. Ultimately, it was discovered that this very supervisor, Annie, had orchestrated everything and committed the crimes.

This woman is Scarlett's father's killer!
During this time, Scarlett has been looking for an opportunity to take revenge on her enemies.

However, as the logistics director of the security bureau, Anne was surrounded by bodyguards and almost never left the headquarters. Even when she went out, her itinerary was kept strictly confidential, leaving Scarlett with no way to get to her.

Now, Anne is about to be promoted to deputy director and go to Europe to take charge of affairs. Once she leaves the United States, revenge will be even more difficult.

"Fake."

Scarlett clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, as she began to weigh her options.

Ask Rorschach for help?
That's certainly a good idea. Spectre is no longer just a simple terrorist organization; with its armed forces and the surveillance capabilities of its machines, it has a high chance of killing Annie, whether through assassination or a direct assault.

But this is to avenge his father!
Scarlett refused to rely on others; she longed to end her enemy's life herself, to hear her groan in pain and repent as she sliced ​​the murderer's throat with a blade.

After pondering for a long time, Scarlett made up her mind, threw the towel aside, and changed into her crisp uniform.

Half an hour later.

Outside the office door.

Scarlett took a deep breath, closed her eyes to concentrate, and then suddenly opened them, her gaze now calm again.

She knocked on the door, waited for a response, tidied her appearance, and after going through this process, she pushed the door open and saw Annie, who was on the phone.

Anne Tarantita.

One of the most powerful figures in the Department of Homeland Security, holding a high position and wielding significant influence.

Although she is over sixty years old, she is well-maintained, with long black hair and deep European features, still retaining her charm.

His bare arms are muscular and show clear signs of training, showing no signs of aging.

When Scarlett entered, Anne smiled and gestured for her to sit down first.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be discussing matters related to the European branch. Their tone was serious, and they were taking notes from time to time. It seemed that Duke's information was true, and this woman was about to be transferred to Europe.

Scarlett grew increasingly anxious, her thoughts churning, and she didn't even hear the other person calling her.

"Scarlett, Scarlett?"

Scarlett snapped back to reality and realized that Annie had hung up the phone and was looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"Sorry, supervisor." Scarlett quickly sat up straight. "I was thinking about something and my mind wandered."

Anne smiled gently, stood up and sat down beside her, patting her leg lightly: "I understand your concerns. Congress has approved the transfer order, and I'll be going to Europe to take up my post in a few days. While I'm gone, there will definitely be people eyeing your position as the action team leader. But I trust your abilities. If things really don't go your way, you can come to Europe to find me anytime."

Scarlett suppressed her disgust, her face expressionless.

Despite being her father's killer, Anne always treated her extremely well. The position of action team leader was also something Anne painstakingly secured for her, which is why everyone in the department treated her as Anne's confidante and treated her with great respect.

But this special treatment only made Scarlett hate it more.

After her memory returned, she felt nothing but hatred towards this hypocritical woman!
“I really envy your dazzling red hair.” Anne gently stroked her hair. “I’m planning to dye my hair color to blend in with the locals when I go to Europe this time, and change my mood.”

"Our supervisor is well-maintained; others would definitely think we're sisters."

"Haha, I'm not as young as you."

After a brief chat, Scarlett feigned hesitation: "Manager, I don't know when you'll be back from Europe this time. I'd like to cook for you myself and invite you to my home as a small token of my appreciation."

"You're so kind." Annie smiled with relief, but with a hint of regret. "Unfortunately, time is tight, and there's too much handover work to handle. How about this, I'll host a small family dinner at home tomorrow night. You must come; consider it a farewell dinner."

"Would it be appropriate for me to attend the family dinner tomorrow night?" Scarlett asked, feigning reluctance.

Anne patted her on the shoulder: "It's settled then! After all these years, what's the difference between you and my daughter? Don't be so formal with me."

Scarlett smiled slightly, gazing at this "kind mother," and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll definitely be there on time!"

(End of this chapter)