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Chapter 23 Intelligence System
Chapter 23 Intelligence System
A total of [-] pages of the Group's preliminary development plan, from the establishment of the energy company, to the recruitment of company personnel, company site selection, and preliminary cooperation with the government, Alfred's planning is very detailed and practical.
After discussing with Alfred again, Bruce finally made a decision on the first step of development according to this plan.
Company registration, personnel recruitment, and dealing with the government will all be handled by Alfred himself, and Bruce is relatively relieved about this, but before the company's official operation, the most important thing is to win a piece of minerals for the company's Lay the foundation for development.
Because of the war, it is inappropriate to exploit the large Ghawar oilfield. After scanning the world, Bruce finally turned his attention back to the United States.
“We have recruited dozens of geological experts who have experience in oil discovery and exploitation, hundreds of professional workers, the cost of related machinery purchases has reached 200 million U.S. dollars, and we have spent 550 million U.S. dollars in Texas and Louisiana. The purchase of land along the coast of the Gulf of Mexico, of course, these lands are all purchased in the areas marked by the master, including one part of Freeport and one part of Winnie in Texas."
"Then how much money do we have left now?"
"The cannery was sold and some cash was returned, plus the funds brought back by the master recently, there are about 300 million US dollars."
Bruce touched his chin, "300 million? It seems that after finding the oil field, if you want to mine alone, the funds are not enough."
Alfred handed over a report he was holding to Bruce, "So I suggest selling some of the oil-producing areas we are about to discover to get back the funds, as long as we leave a few relatively large oil fields, otherwise We have no choice but to choose financing and introduce other capital to our energy companies in order to quickly complete the first initial capital accumulation.”
Bruce put it lightly on the table when he reported the results, and said unquestionably: "Sell it, our future industrial layout will be carried out globally, there is no need to ruin the plan for some petty profits in the United States. Regardless of whether it is now or in the future, Alfred, this energy group must be firmly in the hands of me and you, reserve 20.00% of the shares without operating rights, and hand over the shares to the US government at an appropriate time. For the rest, you can't move a single point."
Alfred nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I see."
Fighting non-stop for days, thinking about the plan to deal with Hydra, and now listening to Alfred's plan for the group building, Bruce seemed a little tired, and pressed his temple again rarely , and his tone became a little tired, "Is that all? Is there anything else to say?"
Alfred looked at Bruce, hesitated for a moment, and he finally said: "About the matter we discussed some time ago, I have already made a plan, and I need a start-up capital of 50 US dollars to build 'it. 's frame."
"Ok?"
Bruce stopped what he was doing, "You mean, the intelligence system has a clue? I thought you would have to wait for a while. Are the personnel sure?"
Bruce has appeared in New York as Batman for five years, and he has fought countless criminals, big and small, and these criminals are scattered in New York, and the degree of their crimes is also different. If Bruce can complete the corresponding He probably died of exhaustion by gathering intelligence and information and identifying the degree of crime of the criminals.
In the beginning, he relied on the "rumors" he heard to track criminals. Later, with Alfred's reminder and help, he gradually learned to buy some simple intelligence information from the bottom gangsters in New York. These little gangsters who have been at the bottom for many years have no other skills, but they are very good at inquiring about news and listening to rumors.
Later, with the help of Colin, Bruce had another source of intelligence. Obtaining more official intelligence information from the police system gradually became a way he relied on.
Until some time ago, he was almost overwhelmed by the Hydra organization in New York, and before that, he was still like a blind cat in a box, foolishly grabbing a stick thrown to him by others. When he was a "bad fish", he made up his mind to establish his own power, and among them, the intelligence system was a crucial part.
"Mike, the owner of Rose Bar, Joshua, the gangster leader in Frank Street, and the one-eyed old Gibson, who has retired from the unknown US intelligence agency for many years and now sells clocks in downtown Brooklyn."
Listening to the names coming out of Alfred's mouth one after another, Bruce asked with some uncertainty: "Are you sure that you want to use these people as the first backbone of our intelligence agency?"
Alfred buttoned his hat, adjusted his suit and tie, and said softly to Bruce, "Yes, they are very suitable." Then he walked out of the basement leisurely, leaving Bruce with a puzzled face in his place. land.
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The weather in New York is good this afternoon. The deep clear sky with a touch of sunshine lures people to go out to play, and there is no darkness and humidity in the morning.
A small, modestly decorated watch shop in Brooklyn welcomed its first customer this afternoon.
Gibson is 56 years old this year. Perhaps his life is unsatisfactory, or it may be that he has not been in a good mood these years. There is already a lot of gray mixed with the beard and sparse hair on his face. He used to be tall and strong. Now the body has long been used to hunchback and rickets, and the cloudy eyes are no longer alert and bright as before.
Today, he can only occasionally pick out those pearl-like past from the dust of memory, remember his past honor, and then let it go silently, just because this country no longer needs him, and he What I can do is to stay in such a small watch shop and feel the aging of my body year after year.
"What do you want to buy, just look at it for yourself, and just come to my place to check out after you choose."
Without looking up to see who it was, Gibson still drooped his head, squinting his eyes and dozing off.
The person who came seemed to be walking around in the store, very slowly, he was looking around, sizing up and inspecting carefully.
Gibson frowned, and some doubts arose in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked up.
"They just gave you such a store and let you stay here for more than 20 years?"
Alfred took off his hat, and looked at Gibson lightly, with a trace of pity and pity in his eyes.
"Just because you have lost one eye and one leg, it is really unwise to abandon you without hesitation."
Gibson's heart skipped a beat. After he retired, he never recovered. The military must have destroyed his top-secret files long ago. How does this person in front of him seem to know his former identity?
"I don't understand what you're saying, sir, if you're not buying a clock, would you please go out now?"
Old Gibson was still the same as before, hiding the surprise and vigilance in his heart very well, his eyes were still cloudy, his voice came out weakly from his body, he waved his hand, and slowly lowered his head again, seemingly Dozed off once.
Alfred smiled gently, "Even if you were abandoned by your country, do you still choose to be loyal to your former profession and your country? The 'black fox' who once made German agents helpless in World War I? "
The explosion only happened within a few breaths. Alfred smiled faintly, looked at his vigilant and resolute face, quickly took out the Browning pistol and aimed the gun at his own Gibson, and couldn't help admiring: "You still haven't lost your instinct, the instinct of being a fighter. Of course, I want to see you as an excellent intelligence worker. You are not old, Gibson."
"Two questions, first, who are you. Second, who sent you here."
There was no extra question, Gibson squinted his eyes, and his turbid eyes that were shining brightly scanned Alfred's body fiercely and decisively, and his finger that was always holding the trigger tightly made people have no doubts, if Alfred If Fred doesn't answer his question, then he will pull the trigger decisively in the next second.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that he is the one who sent me."
Without hesitation, Alfred revealed what he had been holding all the time, and then gently threw it onto Gibson's counter.
A pure black bat dart is enough to symbolize the identity of its owner.
Out of admiration or fear for the "Brooklyn Dark Knight", no one in New York dares to make fun of this bat dart.
Gibson looked at the Batarang lying quietly on the counter in front of him, his pupils were slightly dilated, and he looked at Alfred in disbelief.
"Annual salary of 30 US dollars, a brand new intelligence bureau that you decide, we will give a relatively sufficient budget after one year, you decide the personnel, and be directly responsible to 'him', this is our condition. "
Gibson picked up the bat dart with some hesitation. This was the first time he saw this kind of "sign of justice" that had been popular in New York for several years except in the newspapers.
The conditions given by Alfred ignited a flame in his heart that was extinguished by the country many years ago, but he still did not agree at the first time, even though he is now inclined to say that Alfred What is true.
After all, if someone pretends to be "the one" to recruit him, what can that person get from him?And what makes that person willing to take the wrath that might come from "that"?
"why me?"
Alfred adjusted his glasses, and said calmly: "Because the dark knight needs a pair of eyes that can point him out in the dark, and these eyes must be cunning, sophisticated, full of reason and experience, because we have to deal with Your enemy cannot be dealt with by young people's impulsiveness and passion, but you are the most suitable candidate I can find, code name, Black Fox."
(End of this chapter)
A total of [-] pages of the Group's preliminary development plan, from the establishment of the energy company, to the recruitment of company personnel, company site selection, and preliminary cooperation with the government, Alfred's planning is very detailed and practical.
After discussing with Alfred again, Bruce finally made a decision on the first step of development according to this plan.
Company registration, personnel recruitment, and dealing with the government will all be handled by Alfred himself, and Bruce is relatively relieved about this, but before the company's official operation, the most important thing is to win a piece of minerals for the company's Lay the foundation for development.
Because of the war, it is inappropriate to exploit the large Ghawar oilfield. After scanning the world, Bruce finally turned his attention back to the United States.
“We have recruited dozens of geological experts who have experience in oil discovery and exploitation, hundreds of professional workers, the cost of related machinery purchases has reached 200 million U.S. dollars, and we have spent 550 million U.S. dollars in Texas and Louisiana. The purchase of land along the coast of the Gulf of Mexico, of course, these lands are all purchased in the areas marked by the master, including one part of Freeport and one part of Winnie in Texas."
"Then how much money do we have left now?"
"The cannery was sold and some cash was returned, plus the funds brought back by the master recently, there are about 300 million US dollars."
Bruce touched his chin, "300 million? It seems that after finding the oil field, if you want to mine alone, the funds are not enough."
Alfred handed over a report he was holding to Bruce, "So I suggest selling some of the oil-producing areas we are about to discover to get back the funds, as long as we leave a few relatively large oil fields, otherwise We have no choice but to choose financing and introduce other capital to our energy companies in order to quickly complete the first initial capital accumulation.”
Bruce put it lightly on the table when he reported the results, and said unquestionably: "Sell it, our future industrial layout will be carried out globally, there is no need to ruin the plan for some petty profits in the United States. Regardless of whether it is now or in the future, Alfred, this energy group must be firmly in the hands of me and you, reserve 20.00% of the shares without operating rights, and hand over the shares to the US government at an appropriate time. For the rest, you can't move a single point."
Alfred nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I see."
Fighting non-stop for days, thinking about the plan to deal with Hydra, and now listening to Alfred's plan for the group building, Bruce seemed a little tired, and pressed his temple again rarely , and his tone became a little tired, "Is that all? Is there anything else to say?"
Alfred looked at Bruce, hesitated for a moment, and he finally said: "About the matter we discussed some time ago, I have already made a plan, and I need a start-up capital of 50 US dollars to build 'it. 's frame."
"Ok?"
Bruce stopped what he was doing, "You mean, the intelligence system has a clue? I thought you would have to wait for a while. Are the personnel sure?"
Bruce has appeared in New York as Batman for five years, and he has fought countless criminals, big and small, and these criminals are scattered in New York, and the degree of their crimes is also different. If Bruce can complete the corresponding He probably died of exhaustion by gathering intelligence and information and identifying the degree of crime of the criminals.
In the beginning, he relied on the "rumors" he heard to track criminals. Later, with Alfred's reminder and help, he gradually learned to buy some simple intelligence information from the bottom gangsters in New York. These little gangsters who have been at the bottom for many years have no other skills, but they are very good at inquiring about news and listening to rumors.
Later, with the help of Colin, Bruce had another source of intelligence. Obtaining more official intelligence information from the police system gradually became a way he relied on.
Until some time ago, he was almost overwhelmed by the Hydra organization in New York, and before that, he was still like a blind cat in a box, foolishly grabbing a stick thrown to him by others. When he was a "bad fish", he made up his mind to establish his own power, and among them, the intelligence system was a crucial part.
"Mike, the owner of Rose Bar, Joshua, the gangster leader in Frank Street, and the one-eyed old Gibson, who has retired from the unknown US intelligence agency for many years and now sells clocks in downtown Brooklyn."
Listening to the names coming out of Alfred's mouth one after another, Bruce asked with some uncertainty: "Are you sure that you want to use these people as the first backbone of our intelligence agency?"
Alfred buttoned his hat, adjusted his suit and tie, and said softly to Bruce, "Yes, they are very suitable." Then he walked out of the basement leisurely, leaving Bruce with a puzzled face in his place. land.
********
The weather in New York is good this afternoon. The deep clear sky with a touch of sunshine lures people to go out to play, and there is no darkness and humidity in the morning.
A small, modestly decorated watch shop in Brooklyn welcomed its first customer this afternoon.
Gibson is 56 years old this year. Perhaps his life is unsatisfactory, or it may be that he has not been in a good mood these years. There is already a lot of gray mixed with the beard and sparse hair on his face. He used to be tall and strong. Now the body has long been used to hunchback and rickets, and the cloudy eyes are no longer alert and bright as before.
Today, he can only occasionally pick out those pearl-like past from the dust of memory, remember his past honor, and then let it go silently, just because this country no longer needs him, and he What I can do is to stay in such a small watch shop and feel the aging of my body year after year.
"What do you want to buy, just look at it for yourself, and just come to my place to check out after you choose."
Without looking up to see who it was, Gibson still drooped his head, squinting his eyes and dozing off.
The person who came seemed to be walking around in the store, very slowly, he was looking around, sizing up and inspecting carefully.
Gibson frowned, and some doubts arose in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked up.
"They just gave you such a store and let you stay here for more than 20 years?"
Alfred took off his hat, and looked at Gibson lightly, with a trace of pity and pity in his eyes.
"Just because you have lost one eye and one leg, it is really unwise to abandon you without hesitation."
Gibson's heart skipped a beat. After he retired, he never recovered. The military must have destroyed his top-secret files long ago. How does this person in front of him seem to know his former identity?
"I don't understand what you're saying, sir, if you're not buying a clock, would you please go out now?"
Old Gibson was still the same as before, hiding the surprise and vigilance in his heart very well, his eyes were still cloudy, his voice came out weakly from his body, he waved his hand, and slowly lowered his head again, seemingly Dozed off once.
Alfred smiled gently, "Even if you were abandoned by your country, do you still choose to be loyal to your former profession and your country? The 'black fox' who once made German agents helpless in World War I? "
The explosion only happened within a few breaths. Alfred smiled faintly, looked at his vigilant and resolute face, quickly took out the Browning pistol and aimed the gun at his own Gibson, and couldn't help admiring: "You still haven't lost your instinct, the instinct of being a fighter. Of course, I want to see you as an excellent intelligence worker. You are not old, Gibson."
"Two questions, first, who are you. Second, who sent you here."
There was no extra question, Gibson squinted his eyes, and his turbid eyes that were shining brightly scanned Alfred's body fiercely and decisively, and his finger that was always holding the trigger tightly made people have no doubts, if Alfred If Fred doesn't answer his question, then he will pull the trigger decisively in the next second.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that he is the one who sent me."
Without hesitation, Alfred revealed what he had been holding all the time, and then gently threw it onto Gibson's counter.
A pure black bat dart is enough to symbolize the identity of its owner.
Out of admiration or fear for the "Brooklyn Dark Knight", no one in New York dares to make fun of this bat dart.
Gibson looked at the Batarang lying quietly on the counter in front of him, his pupils were slightly dilated, and he looked at Alfred in disbelief.
"Annual salary of 30 US dollars, a brand new intelligence bureau that you decide, we will give a relatively sufficient budget after one year, you decide the personnel, and be directly responsible to 'him', this is our condition. "
Gibson picked up the bat dart with some hesitation. This was the first time he saw this kind of "sign of justice" that had been popular in New York for several years except in the newspapers.
The conditions given by Alfred ignited a flame in his heart that was extinguished by the country many years ago, but he still did not agree at the first time, even though he is now inclined to say that Alfred What is true.
After all, if someone pretends to be "the one" to recruit him, what can that person get from him?And what makes that person willing to take the wrath that might come from "that"?
"why me?"
Alfred adjusted his glasses, and said calmly: "Because the dark knight needs a pair of eyes that can point him out in the dark, and these eyes must be cunning, sophisticated, full of reason and experience, because we have to deal with Your enemy cannot be dealt with by young people's impulsiveness and passion, but you are the most suitable candidate I can find, code name, Black Fox."
(End of this chapter)
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