Wesley returned to the car and then began to analyze. "First of all, the home of the head of security is not safe, or full of holes."
"Secondly, there's nothing important in his house, except some art and this information."
"Finally, I understand that he is a target. No matter who the financial company is laundering money for, the most eye-catching thing about this company is the former SHIELD agent, and his home must be free for people to come and go. At the same time, let me find this information. They are just doing finance with insider information. This kind of thing is not big or small."
"Financial companies have insider information, so it's much easier to make money. At the same time, their low-key and low-profile operating style also fits this setting," Apple said.
"Not bad, but these are not enough for us. Forget it, let's finish the assessment first. I just used it for a day, right?" Wesley drove away himself and went home to sleep. Frank Horman woke up the next morning and found nothing. Or maybe he didn't care if someone visited his house every night and just washed up and went to work.
The next morning, Wesley took his things and drove to SHIELD's New York branch office. "Instructor, this is my harvest." Wesley handed him a USB flash drive. The examiner inserted it into the computer and opened it.
"That's right. It's the same information we have. Your assessment is over. Go back and wait for our notice."
"Yes." Wesley left directly. Now that his first task was completed, he needed a second task. He went home to prepare some things and left again. He bought some clothes in a mall and changed in the bathroom. Then he put on some makeup and left the mall on foot.
The handsome and charming face had disappeared. Now he was a middle-aged man with a full beard. His clothes were also very ordinary. He held a newspaper in his hand and a hot dog in his other hand. He sat on a bench not far from the financial company and kept reading and gesturing on the work introduction page.
A middle-aged unemployed is looking for a job, which is common, especially in places like New York, where a large number of people are unemployed every day.
Wesley observed the building where the financial company was located. If he wanted to enter the financial company, he would have to do it from the outside. However, if he destroyed the glass outside, his infiltration would be discovered. Wesley would not alert the enemy. At the same time, once the other party found out, the value of the information would be discounted.
"We need the structural blueprint of the building," Wesley muttered. Then he finished the hot dog in his hand in one go and got up to leave.
Structural blueprints for buildings were usually kept in the municipal department. This was a fixed requirement. Whether it was a fire or a police department, they had to be read when needed. Wesley wanted to look it up in the municipal department, but this was not an easy task. A structural blueprint for a building was a medium-sized secret. It was not something that could be seen just because you wanted to. If Wesley showed his ID, it would be easy for someone to find traces of him.
Wesley arrived outside the City Hall public reading room, which was open to all citizens, but access to the building's structural blueprints was required. Wesley was looking for someone with access here.
Wesley was wandering outside the Municipal Hall. He needed the ID of an official above the middle rank. "Target found. A brown-haired man of about thirty at nine o'clock is the Municipal Office assistant."
Wesley's eyes lit up. He walked over and inadvertently bumped into the other party. His hand quickly grabbed the other party's ID hanging on the left side of his chest. Then he bent down and quickly apologized. "I'm really sorry. Oh, you dropped your ID. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, are you okay?" The other party asked.
"I'm fine, I'm really sorry." Wesley then left. The moment he bent down, he scanned the other party's ID on the scanner. The magnetic bar on the other party's ID was recorded. After Wesley left, he copied it with a blank magnetic bar card, then got up and entered the public reading room of City Hall.
He swiped the magnetic bar and pressed his finger on the USB interface. "You can crack this password, right?"
"Yes, ordinary decoding software can do it. There is no advanced firewall here." Apple quickly cracked the other party's password. It's just a six-digit password. Wesley directly called up the structure of the building and then Apple recorded it. Wesley left in less than three minutes.
He returned to the mall again and found a place to change his clothes. He turned back into the handsome young man and then picked up his car and left.
Back at home, he used his computer to record the blueprints of Summer Building and then began to study them.
"Look for it. There are several routes into the financial company." Wesley asked Apple to mark the route. In fact, there are only three routes. One is the gate, one is outside the building, and the last is the ventilation duct.
"Ventilation ducts? It seems that this is the only way. I need to enter from the rooftop and then follow the ventilation ducts into the financial company. I can only talk about other things when the time comes." Wesley looked around. This was the only way. It would be very difficult to enter from the main entrance, especially the other party's security system.
When he went there yesterday, he observed that the security system was very comprehensive, especially the position of the main entrance. Moreover, the security system here was not the same as the building. The line went directly into the financial company and was independent. It was impossible to tamper with and destroy it through the building's line.
"I'll act tonight. Now I'll go see how Carlos is." Wesley came back too late last night and Carlos had gone to bed. He woke up a little late in the morning and didn't see him.
He drove out of the apartment and went straight to the florist. It was five o'clock in the afternoon and the surrounding companies were starting to get off work. The florist was busy. Wesley sat in the car and watched Carlos and Alice busy themselves in the florist. He felt very warm.
After half an hour of waiting and finally fewer customers, Wesley walked in. "Looks like business is good."
"Yes, people here come straight from work to buy flowers and then go on a date. The business here is really good," Carlos said with a smile.
"Hi, Alice. How is it working here?" Wesley asked.
"Not bad, just a little busy at noon and night every day. The rest of the time is very free and the working environment is very good." Alice said with a smile.
"That's good. Why didn't I think of that? Flower shop is indeed a good environment for work. By the way, Carlos, I've been a little busy recently. You don't have to wait for me to eat. I can take care of it myself. You can take this opportunity to reward your employees. I'll leave first." She winked at Carlos and left.