Minister Shimada stood up without preamble, shocking Akira. If the chair behind her were not an ergonomic swivel chair, she would have probably brought it to the ground. The ugly expression on the older woman's face was a little frightful.
"What do you mean by intel? What do you mean by terrorists?" Minister Shimada barked out.
"Ma'am, please calm down, and I will brief you on the situation. We have only received information about this situation." The person on the other end of the line spoke quickly.
"Get on with it." She said.
"We were monitoring the usual channels through our security software, and we saw some suspicious chatter on one of the boards. We have not confirmed whether the threat is completely real yet, but I can say that several points are suspicious."
"The posters are new users on that web channels for demolition experts. That means that the chat room is used by people who use explosions, ma'am." The man explained.
