"The second mission is the financial company's situation. This can't be discovered, so I'm going to use the first mission to cover it up. As for the effect, I don't know. At most, I'll just kill them all." Wesley is very angry now. Such a mission is very dangerous. It's not that he's afraid, but Carlos has finally settled down. His current mission may provoke the enemy to his home. Doesn't Phil and the others know this?
They sped all the way to the home of the head of security. This was a villa, so the price should not be very high. Many apartments in the United States are more expensive than villas.
Wesley took out his binoculars and observed the place. There was not much surveillance equipment here, which was a little strange. The other party was the head of security. Did he not have full security at his home?
"The security level in the other party's house seems to be very low," Wesley and Apple said.
"You have to be careful." Apple could only give a little reminder. After all, the system was really not good.
"Okay, I'll wait until after midnight." Wesley's car was parked far away, and then he put down the seat and lay down. Apple has another advantage, which is that it can let Wesley fall asleep quickly and wake up on time. The benefits of sharing a brain are getting more and more.
Wesley opened his eyes directly after midnight. The apple woke him on time. He sat up, straightened his chair, picked up the binoculars, and observed again. The whole villa was dark. Wesley got out and picked up his backpack in the backseat.
"Let's see if there are any other surveillance devices around." The villa is not independent. There are other villas on both sides. The people who live here are middle-class, usually executives of companies or small business owners.
Wesley's eyes began to scan the surroundings, and then Apple did the analysis. "This is the route. It avoids the other surveillance equipment around it."
Apple gave him the route. Wesley put on a black baseball cap and a face cloth to cover his nose and mouth. Then he began to move stealthily, following the route until he reached the outside wall of Frank Horman's villa. Then he rolled over and entered, landing gently on the lawn and taking out a pistol, a Beretta 92F pistol with a silencer on the front.
He squatted down to take a closer look. The surveillance equipment was mainly at the main entrance. Wesley found it strange that there was no surveillance on the outer wall. Then he slowly approached a window and gently raised it. He did not push it. Then he replaced it.
The villa had only two floors. Wesley found no active windows on the first floor and began to climb.
On the second floor, Wesley pushed another window and actually pushed it. He raised the window directly and entered quietly.
"Watch your surroundings. It's too easy to get into the home of a security chief." Wesley was beginning to worry, but the mission still needed to continue.
"Understood." The apple began to analyze the places Wesley's eyes swept to prevent accidents. At the same time, it adjusted Wesley's retina, making Wesley's eyes a little blurry.
"What are you doing?"
"Adjust the distance of your retina so that I can turn it into a night vision device. Wait, recover immediately." Another new ability, which is not bad. Can the eye be used as a telescope and night vision device?
His eyes returned to normal and Wesley adjusted to the darkness of the interior. They were in the second-floor bathroom of the villa. Wesley had to sigh. There were so many bathrooms in American houses.
He stepped out of the bathroom. The layout on the second floor was relatively simple. There were rooms on both sides of an aisle. Wesley began to check them one by one. The first was an empty guest bedroom. He went in and looked around for anything suspicious. The second was still a bathroom, and the third was a study. Wesley checked here, including the walls. There was no safe or anything like that.
"Now we can judge. His important things are either in the master bedroom or on the first floor. Now I'm going to take a look at the first floor. The master bedroom is not to be entered if possible." Wesley slowly walked to the first floor. There is a kitchen, dining room, living room, and a door that leads to the basement.
When he opened the wooden door to the basement, what appeared was not a staircase or a room, but a security door. "Looks like this is it. Let's see what door this is." Wesley studied the security door carefully, then saw the fingerprint authenticator.
"Damn it, it was opened by fingerprints." Wesley could only turn around and go back to the kitchen. Frank Horman is not married and lives here alone, so his fingerprints must be in his kitchen. Wesley took out the fingerprint scanner and turned it on. A dark blue light shone out and began to sweep the kitchen.
There were a lot of fingerprints here, but not just one person's. There were actually three people's fingerprints that appeared. He could only find the one that appeared the most frequently and record it. Then, he took out a silicone film and placed it in the fingerprint scanner. Then, he pressed the copy button and the scanner began to heat up internally. Then, he took out the film and looked at it. A complete fingerprint appeared.
Re-entering the basement entrance and placing it in front of the door, Wesley took off his gloves and placed the film on his fingers. Then he pressed it on. With a soft click, the fingerprint identification passed and he gently pushed open the security door and walked in.
The space wasn't small. It was more than a dozen square feet, and it actually contained some art. Wesley searched it carefully, but there was nothing of value.
"Apple, what should I do? Should I steal a piece of art back?" Wesley was speechless. There was nothing here.
"Just take a picture, but you haven't seen his master bedroom yet." Apple's words made Wesley hesitate, but he had hypnotic gas in his backpack. This can be used. With this in mind, Wesley went to the second floor again and listened to the voices inside. Then he put on a gas mask and took out the hypnotic gas can.
He reached into a small tube through the gap under the door, then opened the valve of the hypnotic gas tank, and then he waited.
The technique Wesley had used today was crude, and it was easy to leave a lot of traces. These traces could prove that someone had been here, but it was impossible to find out who had been here. This was his simple and crude way.
A few minutes later, Wesley put away the hypnotherapy gas can, opened the door, and went in. Frank Horman slept quietly, and Wesley began to check the room. The master bedroom was not small, but there was not much. There was a bed, a closet, a dresser, and some women's things on it, but the target was not married. It was not clear who these women's things belonged to.
In the end, Wesley found a small secret compartment in the closet. The secret compartment here did not have the slightest insurance. After opening it, there was actually some information inside. On it was all information about government projects. Wesley took a photo directly and then put the things back without finding anything else.