
Just rained down. The streets around Lakhta Center are still wet with water. Julya parked her Porsche in the office parking lot. Then he entered his room.
After checking out some of her work, Julya heads to Stefan's room. “Master, it looks like you need a drink because yesterday-yesterday faced a strange problem. I've brought the best whiskey.”
“Pour for both of us,” Stefan's orders while exhaling.
After talking for a while, Stefan fell asleep because he drank a lot. July inserts the flashdrive into Stefan's laptop and leaves. Julya then headed to the IT section. “Pak, I was just commissioned by Mr. Stefan to request some important data. He needs access to the company database.”
The Data Engineer. “Let me help, Ms. Julya. Flashdrive. Why isn't Mr Stefan here? The database is very complicated, later he has trouble processing it.”
“Let me help him later. You programmers just calm down here,” Julya said.
After completing the task, Julya went into her study, then did her office work.
Not long after a man from the United States named Brian who served as a manager at AK Enterprise came to meet Julya in his study. “Good. We will invest in Pechora drilling project. Mr. Oliver says the project will take place in two weeks.”
“The contract will be taken care of soon, then I leave it to Mr. Stefan. We also offer other investments with AK Enterprise. There are still three other companies that are in need of funds.”
In the afternoon, when Stefan had regained consciousness, Julya gave this glad tidings. Hearing that, Stefan was very happy. He immediately gave this happy news to his father over the phone.
...
Meanwhile, Avraam learns that Zahid is rumored to be an informant of a hacker kingpin, a thief, and the perpetrator of an explosion at Oilzprom.
Then he reported to Fadeyka Energy that in Switzerland there was one of his syndicates. Mr. Dmitry and Stefan then sent five emissaries to Zurich intending to meet Zahid.
Arriving at the location that had been given by Avraam, on one side of Zurich, precisely at the house of Hanz and Avraam himself, the Fadeyka Energy group immediately secured Zahid.
“You should come with us to Russia!” One of them delivered a blow to Zahid's stomach. Two men embrace Zahid from the left and right. Zahid continued to be dragged out of the house.
“Cause of her Oilzprom exploded!” shouted Avraam annoyed. “Just bring him to Russia again, Sir!”
Hanz is busy in his IT space. Don't know what's going on out there.
“Shortly, Sir!” Zahid. “We have agreements with CERN, FSB, Cyber Switzerland and Russian Defense. You don't know the contents of the agreement.”
There was a short negotiation.
Avraam approached them. “He lied! Now that he's using my brother, Hanz, he wants to use Hanz to continue his actions, sir. Just get him out of here, sir!”
Zahid. “You don't make it up, Avraam! Hanz is not that stupid. We had a meeting with the teams in the FSB office. Everyone has agreed. While you're not there.”
Zahid kept being dragged to the car. But he kept dodging and did not want to be taken away. “I am an ETH student and worker at CERN. You can't just take me away. Please meet Mr. Louis in the Russian Defense and Mr. William in the FSB. I can't possibly lie.”
One of them went into the house and found no one. Then he ransacked the house. Hearing the commotion, Hanz regained his senses and opened his secret door. He was surprised to see what had happened. “Who are you? Why without permission to enter my house?”
Hanz is telling the truth. “You are misinformed. He's my best friend. He's been assigned by the Russian Defense and the FSB to help with my duties.”
“But we were commissioned by Mr. Dmitry Fadeyka.”
Hanz watched them and said solemnly. “Tell your Boss, that Hanz who lives in Switzerland does not allow it. Now please leave here.”
Hanz left the house. He saw Zahid being beaten. “Stop you guys beat him up! Or will you quit your job? Please leave here!”
....
At home, Zahid tries to win her over. Because, soon he will be the arrival of a special guest, who is said to be a Royal Society person.
However, this time he would be the one looking for a lot of information, not the other way around. Nowadays many people trust themselves.
Zahid invited Prof Paul in and sat in the living room. He prepared a warm tea so that this chatter was not so tense.
“College course seems to make you so stiff, Zahid. Or maybe it has been a long time since vacation. Rhine Falls and Mount Philatus are great destinations if you're a nature lover.”
Zahid smiled. He looked at Prof Paul's face firmly. “I'm not in need of entertainment to nature tourism, Prof. I've never been to the Royal Society. There are some Royal Society scientists who vilify my journal. I want to discuss with them.”
“Now we will not discuss your journal. We're gonna talk about particles at CERN. CERN still has a lot of secrets. I know they don't want this secret leaking in the wrong hands. But, shouldn't our fellow scientists make science more open and transparent.”
“True, as agreed, Prof. But I would love to visit there. We can discuss the matter of these particles more deeply. I'll get a CERN professor to discuss with us at Royal Society.”
Prof Paul melengos. “I just need you, Zahid, and enough here. We don't have to spend a lot of time and expense going to England. We don't need to involve a lot of people in this business. Do you want your pay cut just to pay the scientist? It could even be that the pay is bigger than you.”
Zahid let out a long sigh, then said, “OK. Good. But, I wonder what the circumstances at the Royal Society are like. Then I also want to know the institutions in the UK that have financed this project, Prof.”
But Prof Paul always refused. “It's secret, Zahid. You don't need to know the name of the institution. You have to finish our contract. We just need one more meeting after today. After it's done. And you'll get the rest of the payment.”
Zahid walked towards the window. He looked at the sky as if trying to find an answer that was about to descend from the sky. Zahid turned his back and watched Prof Paul. “I have very valuable data. If Prof wants to tell me the profile of that institution or organization, I'll tell you, and Prof doesn't have to pay half of it.”
Profs. Paul thought for a moment. She shook her head. “It's a secret project. Not easy to tell people carelessly.”
Zahid gives another option. “This working contract we consider is complete, when I tell you the valuable data. Prof cannot refuse. This data is what Prof has been looking for so far and is indeed targeted by scientists out there.” He said in a confident tone, and surely Prof Paul would be tempted.
Profs. Paul stunned. “Alright, we agree. This meeting was the last. This afternoon I will also transfer the rest of the payment.”
Beyond a doubt, Zahid gave all access to the CERN database. There stored valuable data, how to make and use X particles. Position where the anti-matter is located. And anything related to sub-atomic issues that are targeted by many people. “The access time is from eight to nine o'clock tonight. At that time the server there I made it turn off automatically. At that time also the network and security system is easily penetrated.”
Profs. Paul nodded in reverence. “This one also I directly fly to England.”