"Before the packing is completed, all servers are placed in the confidential archive room. Not to mention Ghost Agents, even a fly can't fly in. You can rest assured that it's not the first time we've helped you keep the 'package', "Major Admiral Howard said.
"The opponent is Celestial Trade. We have to be more cautious," Frank said.
Major Admiral Howard shrugged and continued to lead the way.
Along the way, they chatted about some meaningless things, but no matter what they said, Jiang Chen couldn't hear it. The electronic sunglasses had a built-in camera, but obviously, there was no built-in microphone. The agent must have something like a headset, but it was neither turned on nor taken out.
Although Jiang Chen, from the perspective of Agent A, tried to guess what they were saying from the shape of their lips, because he could only see the backs of the three big bosses, he finally gave up on this futile effort. He controlled the drone to maintain a distance of fifty meters from the signal source and patiently waited for them to stop.
It didn't take long for the group to stop at the door of a room numbered 014. Major Admiral Howard took out the key, said a few words to Frank behind him, and personally opened the iron door.
Just at the moment the iron door opened, Jiang Chen's pupils contracted slightly.
Looking over Major Admiral Howard's shoulder, in the middle of the room, there were rows of gray chassis.
Should I just throw an EMP?
No …
Jiang Chen quickly rejected this idea.
This was not the Colombian battlefield. This was the Yokosuka Military Base, the headquarters of the UA Army stationed in Nippon, and the station of the Seventh Fleet.
Now the global situation was quite tense. Although the Capitol was wary of the strength shown by Celestial Trade, it didn't mean they would tolerate it without a bottom line. If Celestial Trade really threw an EMP here, World War III would most likely be inevitable.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen had an idea, and a playful smile gradually appeared on his face.
Just now, an evil idea suddenly came to his mind.
Don't you want the data of the T virus?
Then I'll help you.
"Lilith."
"What? I'm busy, "Lilith replied.
"Stop pretending. I know you can play games and work at the same time."
"But then I won't be able to enjoy the game …" Halfway through her sentence, Lilith felt the murderous aura coming from the network cable. She shuddered and quickly changed her words. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I want to hack that server, do you have any ideas?" Jiang Chen didn't want to argue with her.
"… You've given me a difficult problem. Even I can't hack through space." Lilith sighed and paused for a moment before she continued, "Listen, first of all, you have to make sure that the servers are connected to the power supply. Secondly, you have to ensure that I can establish a physical connection with the server. The best way is to use a data cable. "
"Do I have to connect it to power?" Jiang Chen frowned.
"Not necessarily." Lilith said expressionlessly, "If you can't guarantee the power supply, you can also choose a small water pipe like the laser transmission."
"Why is it possible to transmit lasers?"
"Because that thing can generate a micro-current on the electronic device and directly write to the hard disk," Lilith explained patiently.
"I see." Jiang Chen nodded in realization.
"What are you going to do?" Lilith asked, "Are you going to transmit the virus up?"
"You'll know tomorrow." Jiang Chen smiled.
"Well … it's up to you."
Jiang Chen retracted the drone and threw both the tablet and the drone into the storage dimension.
Originally, Jiang Chen planned to wait for Frank to come out of the military base and "take him away" on the way, but now it seemed that he could live a little longer.
Jiang Chen quietly left the military base and returned to the parking lot at the entrance of Mikasa Park. He inserted the car key. When he started the car, he clicked on the holographic screen of his watch and called Sumitomo Kenichi.
…
Yoto suburbs.
Inside a White-style building that was obviously quite old.
Wearing pajamas, Sumitomo Kenichi sat on the wooden floor at the entrance of the backyard and stared at the moonlight in the lake.
Kneeling behind him was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure. She was holding a pot of sake and a few of his favorite dishes on a plate in her hands.
"Kenichi, eat something," the woman in a kimono said softly.
If it was in the past, he wouldn't mind hugging his favorite beauty, sitting under the moonlight, drinking a few glasses of wine, and eating a few delicious dishes.
However, at this moment, whether it was a beauty or a delicious meal, it was tasteless in front of him.
The old fox of the Mitsui family was dead, and the killer was undoubtedly the CIB.
Worldly wealth was useless in the struggle between the superpowers. From beginning to end, the UA didn't take the Nippon consortiums seriously. It was just Mitsui Hiroto. Would the little foxes of the Mitsui family dare to seek revenge from the CIB?
He was 100% sure that he was the next target of the CIB. He didn't even dare to let his father or the people who loved him know. Otherwise, it was likely that he would be abandoned by the family before the CIB could make a move.
It was no exaggeration to say that his life and death now completely depended on Jiang Chen's attitude.
If there was really a ghost secretly protecting him, then he should still be safe.
But who could say for sure?
After all, Mitsui Hiroto died under the eyes of the Ghost Agents …
"Don't bother me, I have no appetite."
With an irritated reply, Sumitomo Kenichi rudely pushed away the plate handed by the woman in a kimono.
With a cry of surprise, the food on the plate was knocked to the ground, shattering into pieces.
Not knowing how she offended the young master, the woman lowered her head in fear and didn't dare to clean up the things on the ground. She just apologized and didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
Sumitomo Kenichi couldn't help but feel irritated.
Just then, his butler walked over with a phone in his hand.
"Young Master, your phone —"
"Who's calling, I'm not picking up." Sumitomo Kenichi waved his hand impatiently.
"But, it's Jiang Chen …"
"Wait! Give me the phone! " His eyes instantly turned red, and Sumitomo Kenichi bounced up from the ground. Without waiting for the butler to come, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the phone in his hand.
"Get out, all of you get out!"
After the woman in a kimono and the butler were kicked out, Sumitomo Kenichi walked into the yard barefoot.
After taking a few deep breaths, he tried to squeeze out a smile that was not much better than crying, and pressed the answer button with trembling fingers.
Almost as soon as the phone was connected, an impatient voice came from his ear.
"Why are you so slow?"
"Sorry, I …"
"Okay." Jiang Chen was not interested in listening to his explanation. He hung the headset on his ear and held the steering wheel with both hands. "I'll tell you one thing, and you must do it immediately."
"Yes!" Sumitomo Kenichi was overjoyed. "As long as you tell me, I will do it immediately!"
Sumitomo Kenichi's attentive attitude made Jiang Chen slightly taken aback, but he soon understood why.
Perhaps Mitsui Hiroto's death had given him quite a fright.
Without saying anything, Jiang Chen just smiled and said slowly, "Are you familiar with the civil organizations in Nippon?"
"Familiar! Of course I'm familiar! " Sumitomo Kenichi nodded quickly. "Our Sumitomo Foundation has funded more than 200 civil organizations —"
"I need you to help me fan the flames," Jiang Chen interrupted Mitsui Hiroto's words and said directly.
Slightly stunned, Sumitomo Kenichi vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he swallowed his saliva and whispered in a tentative tone.
"May I ask … who are you fanning?"
"UA's," Jiang Chen said concisely.
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