Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 971 - 976 Convenience

Chapter 971: Chapter 976 Convenience

Walter was actually very busy, and after spending most of the day with Yang Yi, he finally had time to deal with some accumulated work.

As for the tasks Yang Yi needed to handle, he could take care of them on his own, so he went to his own office.

To the colleagues, Yang Yi, a new recruit who didn’t really work in the office, didn’t attract much concern. It seemed they weren’t too busy, yet each of them was at least doing their own thing.

Yang Yi, regarding his own duties, actually had no understanding at all; he didn’t even know what he was supposed to do.

Sitting down at his desk, Yang Yi turned on the computer, entered his ID number, and after verifying his identity, he was able to use the computer.

With the computer on, Yang Yi felt as if he had entered a whole new world.

CIA Security Division of the Office of Security – the so-called security not only referred to protecting the safety of CIA headquarters. In fact, it encompassed the entire domestic security of the United States.

Homeland Security already had the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security in charge. The CIA was mainly focused on overseas activities, but the issue was that some terrorist activities targeted US soil, and when the CIA gathered intelligence, it was Yang Yi’s department’s responsibility to notify and coordinate with other units, and to pass related intelligence to departments like the FBI.

But the CIA’s biggest competitor was the FBI, which had been the case for decades, and now there was also the Department of Homeland Security.

Therefore, very often, the CIA would choose to withhold key intelligence; even if they couldn’t show their face, they also couldn’t allow their competitors to make an appearance.

Doing this was definitely wrong, and the risks were huge, yet the CIA did it anyway. Otherwise, whether 9/11 would have been prevented is debatable.

And the CIA paid a hefty price for its actions – a significant decline in its standing.

Now, if there were any significant intelligence, the CIA would report it promptly, but that only pertained to major intelligence, and only intelligence related to the security of US soil. What if the FBI was investigating a suspect with links to a foreign terrorist organization and wanted to obtain intelligence from the CIA?

Give it to them? Not exactly; the FBI would just have to go through a process, whether that process was fast or slow depended on the mood of the CIA.

Now, Yang Yi was responsible for coordinating and liaising with other departments. It’s not to say his position wasn’t important – the consequences of poor communication had already become apparent – but to say it was very important would be an overstatement, as the CIA really very rarely proactively shared intelligence with other units.

However, Yang Yi’s position at least had one advantage: he had access to a lot of domestic intelligence, including sensitive secret information. If there was information Yang Yi couldn’t reach, it would simply mean that his position wasn’t high enough, not that his department had no access.

And the matter Yang Yi wanted to investigate should be available in the information database he had access to.

Yang Yi turned on the computer, opened the inquiry system, selected personal information, and then entered a name.

Clint.

Clint, the prison guard Yang Yi had met at Pelican Bay Prison, the one who was very fond of NASCAR and had a 1970s Chevrolet Camaro.

Yang Yi always had a strong impression of those who had helped him, and Clint had been kind to him. Although it was only due to a common interest, it still showed whether someone was friendly.

Clint was a good guy, and Yang Yi knew that his jailbreak would definitely involve Clint. Although he had tried to avoid Clint’s shifts, a lot of people knew about their good relationship, which meant that Clint would certainly be implicated.

Now, Yang Yi wanted to know how Clint was doing.

After entering the name, Yang Yi began the search with his ID, but there were too many people with the name Clint.

Seeing the long list of personal information on the computer screen, Yang Yi was at a loss. He had thought the CIA’s database would contain targeted personal information, like the police’s criminal records, but it seemed the CIA’s database was more like an all-encompassing database of American identities.

Yang Yi knew he needed to enter more information to narrow down the search, but other than knowing Clint’s full name, he really knew nothing else.

However, he wasn’t completely in the dark; Yang Yi knew Clint was a member of the National Rifle Association (NRA), but how to search for NRA member information was another question.

"Need some help? Hi, I’m Regina."

Just as Yang Yi was unsure how to proceed, his colleague offered a friendly gesture.

He could find the information he needed on his own; it just required some time. But since someone was willing to help, Yang Yi would, of course, have to... decline.

Yang Yi turned and shook hands with a female colleague, then smiled and said, "Hello Regina, I need to look up some personal information. Seems I still need to learn a bit."

His colleague, a woman in her thirties wearing glasses, appeared to be a kind person.

Saying she was kind and not using other descriptors naturally meant this female colleague wasn’t pretty.

"It’s quite simple. What person’s information do you need to look up?"

"No specific target, I just want to know how to search. We can do that, right?"

"Of course, we can look up the identity information of all Americans. There’s a special database for those who need to be closely monitored. Who do you want to search for? An ordinary US citizen, someone with a criminal record, or someone suspected of terrorist activities?"

"Um, not a specific target really. If you could just tell me how they’re each searched for, that would be great."

"Specific events, work history, place of birth, there’s a search box for that, not the one you’re using now, but our own intelligent search platform. Enter as detailed keywords as you can, and it’s easy to find the person you’re looking for."

No wonder Yang Yi found searching for a person a bit troublesome, as he had not used the CIA’s own search system.

Yang Yi acted as if he suddenly understood and said, "Thank you."

"It’s no bother. Helping a new colleague quickly get accustomed to the job is what we are supposed to do, um, if you want to listen to someone’s phone or emails, you don’t need to apply for authorization; as long as you know the phone number or their ID, then just give the number you want to monitor to the Electronic Information Processing Department. It’s automated and simple."

Regina shrugged her shoulders, and then she said with a resigned look, "That’s how I found out my boyfriend was cheating; he didn’t know I work at the CIA, so he can’t figure out how I discovered it. Also, I want to say every newcomer wants to investigate some people, so don’t feel that it’s weird or awkward. The desire for snooping is in everyone, and everyone has done it. I’m glad to help you; you can ask me if there’s anything you don’t understand."