Jack didn't dare to hide anything and recounted the entire sequence of events in full detail.
Neither Russell nor the mysterious person behind the anonymous call was someone Jack or his High Tide organization could afford to offend.
Although the High Tide organization had a certain reputation in the hacking world, at the end of the day, they were just a bunch of hackers typing on keyboards.
For ordinary people and regular organizations, their hacking skills were quite high, but compared to real intelligence agencies, especially those with official backing, their hacking skills were just barely passable.
In just one or two minutes, Jack had completely recounted the entire sequence of events.
After receiving the payment transferred by Russell, the High Tide organization began investigating the anonymous call.
At first, they didn't encounter any problems and gradually dug up all the proxies and disguised IPs used by the anonymous call.
However, just as they were about to uncover the anonymous call's true location, an unexpected event occurred.
The High Tide organization, which made a living in the underground world through their hacking skills, encountered a counter-intrusion.
What was worse, they couldn't withstand the opponent's counter-intrusion.
The rest was simple.
The opponent breached their firewall and located their position.
Just as Jack and the others were planning to immediately flee and lie low elsewhere, the opponent proactively contacted them and made a small request.
Contacting Russell and informing him of the meeting was the request made by the other party.
And so, the scene that just happened occurred.
After listening to Jack's account, Russell didn't immediately reply but thought for a moment.
From a hacking skill perspective, the mysterious person, or rather mysterious organization, behind the anonymous call was clearly much more skilled than the High Tide organization.
Counter-intruding against someone who was already invading you, and succeeding at that, was not something ordinary hackers or intelligence agencies could achieve.
One must know that the High Tide organization wasn't a small group of ordinary hackers; they were a hacking organization specifically dedicated to digging up confidential information from government agencies.
They believed the government infringed upon the public's right to know and concealed various unknown confidential information.
And what they aimed to do was dig out this hidden confidential information and make it known to every citizen of the USA.
Although they occasionally took on side jobs in the underground world to make a living, their main work was still digging up various confidential information that the government hadn't publicly released.
Russell hadn't dealt with the High Tide organization before.
However, this didn't mean he didn't know about the High Tide organization.
Putting aside everything else, he was quite familiar with Skye, the genius hacker in the High Tide organization.
Although the mysterious person behind the anonymous call hadn't revealed any information related to their identity, Russell could basically confirm that it was Hydra behind the anonymous call.
There weren't many organizations that could make the High Tide organization suffer a setback, and among them, only Hydra had such a clandestine style of operation.
If it were S.H.I.E.L.D., they would have been more upfront.
For example, they would have directly arrested him and locked him up in a special prison specifically for detaining superpowered criminals, such as The Raft or The Vault.
"Send me the time and location of the meeting."
"Also, give me a refund!"
Russell said to Jack.
"Okay, sir!"
Jack on the other end of the phone didn't hesitate at all, immediately sent the meeting time and location, and refunded the fifty thousand dollar payment Russell had made.
Within a few seconds, Russell received the meeting information and the refund notification.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the meeting information Jack had sent.
Tonight at nine, a French restaurant in Manhattan.
They sure know how to pick a place!
The French restaurant where they were meeting was quite famous.
Although it had only been open for a few years, the restaurant's reputation was far from small, and it wasn't easy to get a reservation.
Russell had dated Diana at this restaurant before.
That was their date for their one-year relationship anniversary.
He spent several days and used some private connections to finally get a reservation on their anniversary day.
He couldn't quite remember what they ate that night.
His only impression of that date was that Diana was exceptionally passionate that night.
Because Diana was overly passionate, the next day, he even made a special trip to a Porsche dealership to repair the passenger seat, car door, and rear window glass.
After reading the message from Jack, Russell sent a message to Diana, who was at work, telling her he had to work a little late tonight and wouldn't be back for dinner.
Of course, he didn't forget to tell Diana that he had taken care of the Punisher.
Fourth floor of the USA Museum of Natural History, Bird and Dinosaur Hall.
Diana, wearing a white women's suit, stood in front of the giant Quetzalcoatlus skeleton, her smooth black hair styled in a somewhat dangerous updo, looking at the message Russell had just sent.
Standing beside her was a Black man wearing a black trench coat, an eye patch over his left eye, and not a single hair on his head.
This Black man exuded an aura that warned strangers away, and he looked far from friendly.
This Black man was none other than the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick 'Motherfucker' Fury.
Nick Fury stood quietly to the side, and only after Diana finished replying to the message did he slowly speak: "Ms. Prince, your man has been quite restless these past few days. This isn't quite in line with the agreement we reached back then."
"So what? Do you intend to arrest him?"
Diana put away her phone, turned to look at Nick Fury, and said with a calm expression.
"He's gone a bit too far. If he continues like this, we'll have to follow the rules," Nick Fury continued.
"Those are your rules, not mine."
"If you intend to lay a hand on him, you'll face the consequences!"
Diana replied to Nick Fury in a cold tone.
Looking at Diana, who had no intention of backing down, Nick Fury's already dark face became even darker.
Diana wasn't an ordinary person; S.H.I.E.L.D. had known that four years ago.
To be precise, S.H.I.E.L.D. knew the day after Diana arrived in this world.
Unlike others in the agency, Nick Fury didn't regard Diana as a superpowered individual who had suddenly awakened abilities, but rather as an extraterrestrial visitor.
Although Diana's appearance was very similar to that of an Earthling, essentially indistinguishable from one.
But Nick Fury knew that aliens who looked exactly like Earthlings were not unheard of.
Decades ago, he had seen quite a few aliens who looked just like humans on Earth.
Among them was that powerful lady who was originally an Earthling but later acquired alien bloodline.