Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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On the day that the Polish freighter Remember when the Navy lost a barge-load of shells in the harbor, diving for it—not in time, anyhow. ("One-Shot") Braun was in the city back in '52? They scrabbled for them for a year and never pulled up a one along the shore it shouldn't bang they finally had to warn the public better equipped than the Navy was then—but we're working against a laid an egg in New the deals he was trying to make. From every point of view it was a bad week end for the CIA to mix into his affairs, but nobody had explained that to the master of the from the point of view of the storyteller, an organization like Civilian Intelligence Associates gets to all its facts backwards, entering the tale at the pay-off, working back to the hook, and winding up with a sheaf of background facts to feed into the computer for Next Time. It's that their plotting has already been done for them—but it's inherent in the way we operate, and there it is. Certainly nobody at CIA so much as thought of Braun when the news first came through. Harry Anderton, the Harbor Defense chief, called us identifying the egg the affair, but, of course, Anderton had been keeping the wires to that, getting authorization to spend some of his money on us (our How did you find out about this egg in the first place?" opened his mouth that One-Shot Braun was in the suit with him. got to me," he said. "What's the pitch, Andy?" egg was buried among a lot of other crates in the dump-cell of the "What's a dump cell?" "It's a sea lock for getting rid of something out in the harbor. a hell-bomb, or it may be just somebody's fitting for ships carrying explosives, dangerous cargo. The bottom of it you to tell us." Braun's aristocratic eyebrows went up. "Me? Hell, Andy, I don't know nothing about things like that. I'm surprised with you. I thought CIA when the ship came up the river. had all the brains it needed—ain't the rest of the ship from being flooded you got machines to tell you answers dump-cell floor, set to drop the egg "Well, there was a timer on the on the mike to the divers. She was captain yelled for help. When the Harbor Patrol found the dump-cell laid an egg or not." "That's what I keep trying to explain to you, Dr. Harris. We don't know what she dropped and we haven't any way of finding out. It could be a bomb—it could be anything. We're sweating everybody on board the ship now, but it's my guess that none of them know anything fuse that didn't break with the impact. Or a gyroscopic fuse. Stick a the whole procedure was designed to "You've got divers down?" be automatic." "Nothing, Dr. Hadamard. Could "Right." He sounded relieved. Official people have a lot of confidence in CIA too much, in my estimation. Some day the job will come more likely, some scapegoat—for having failed to develop a comparable government department. Not that there was much prospect of Washington's doing that. Official CIA had been started the same way, by a loose corporation of universities and industries all of which had wanted to own an ULTIMAC and no one of which had had the money to buy one for itself. The Eisenhower administration, with its emphasis on private enterprise and concomitant reluctance to sink federal CIA. I buzzed for two staffers, and in five minutes got Clark Cheyney and Joan Hadamard, CIA's business manager and social science division chief respectively. The titles were almost solely for the benefit of the T/O—that is, Clark and Joan do serve in the line to the divers' barge. "I told you the truth, Andy. Remember that. So—is it a bomb or ain't it? That's what's up for grabs, right?" and characterless. "Hello, out there in the harbor. This is CIA, Harris calling. Come in, please." "Monig here," the audio said. I say it's a bomb. bearing burst. Words poured out of !" on ULTIMAC's face. "Want me to take the divers?" he said. Braun. If it isn't already too late—" Cheyney shot out a hand and caught Anderton's telephone arm by passed the mike to her. "You'd better for the phone. "You're right, Mr. into the integrator's mouth. "What's "The ship. I want to see how heavily mike. "Monig, unscrew the cap." "Unscrew the cap?" the audio whether the crew was exposed or not. that sets it off—" "It won't go off. That's the one squawked. "But Dr. Hadamard, if "What is this?" Anderton demanded. carried sufficient shielding in itself. Or maybe the Commies didn't care "We're getting plenty of radiation now. Just a minute— Yeah. Dr. Hadamard, it's a bomb, all right. But it hasn't got a fuse. Now how to duck out just like that? Remember, Dr. Harris, we've got to evacuate the being an egg!" "Don't move a man until you get a go-ahead from CIA," I said. "For all we know now, evacuating the city may be just what the enemy wants us to do—so they can grab it unharmed. up in a real bomb-drop." "A real drop?" Anderton said. "Are you trying to say that CIA staged this? You ought to be shot, the whole pack of you!" "No, not exactly," I said. "The enemy's responsible for the drop, all right. We got word last month from "If you want to evacuate without our going to do it, and that the bomb O.K., you'll have to fire us first. It'll our man in Gdynia that they were "You passed your authority to us when you hired us," I pointed out. can't let you do it." out the nature of the bomb—which after it was put on board the ship, I went down looking for surprises. that object was a live bomb. We asked whether it was a bomb or not. "I might of made the colonel's idea come true. I don't go for tricks like this, Andy." and its individual dock-wallopers. by the brash youngster who'd barged in on him and demanded the lowdown, had been dropped. If we had still in view of the public—nothing incriminating, but enough to give me a better insight into how the union us to do." "So?" with all the attendant risk that that somebody on the docks remark that Joan had the divers unscrew the cap. in a detonation, if the bomb was exactly what the enemy wanted Congressional Investigating Committee last year, took in thirty to fifty thousand dollars a year at it, but his through, Mr. Braun. If a real bomb-drop the one-shot gamble was the one bought the Empire State Building. (The August 1955. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. so much as pulled the rope to raise never fail. But the plays he backs always do. They have to he's sinking keep him out of jail." "The next thing he'll do is go in for now I need another favor—something right up your alley." "CIA business?" "Yes. I didn't know you knew I was with CIA." Braun chuckled. "I still know a thing or two," he said. "What's the an expert. Can you come down to CIA's central headquarters right away?" "Yeah, if it's that big. If it ain't, I called headquarters and sent a them, with orders to scorch it over to Braun without stopping to breathe through their tubes would have from the egg. One-Shot Braun?" "Yes. What's he got to do with it?" amorphous black mass, jutting up from a foundation of even deeper black. "Is that operation getting you anywhere?" "Nothing's gotten us anywhere," don't even know if that's the egg—the alert out!"

<question>:
Who put the bomb on the ship?

<options>:
A People in Gdynia
B Polish
C Commies
D The CIA

<answer>:

C