“Before we load the container, all servers will be placed in the confidential archives room. Not even a fly can get in, let alone Ghost Agents. You can rest assured. This is not the first time we have stored your ‘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.
They chatted along the way, but regardless of 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 detective must have something like a headset on him, but it was neither turned on nor taken out.
Although Jiang Chen, from the perspective of Agent A, tried to read what they said by reading their lips, because this perspective was focused on the back of the three officials, he ultimately gave up on this idea. He maintained a distance of fifty meters between the drone and the signal source as he patiently waited for them to stop.
Not long after, they stopped at the door numbered 014. Major Admiral Howard took out the key, said a few things to Frank, and personally opened the door.
Just as the iron gate opened, Jiang Chen’s pupils shrank.
His eyes looked over Major Admiral Howard’s shoulder and there was a row of servers in the middle of the room.
Maybe an EMP could take care of it?
Can’t…
Jiang Chen quickly rejected this idea.
He was not on the Colombian battlefield. He was in the Yokosuka Military Base, the headquarters of the UA Army in Nippon, and the location of the Seventh Fleet.
The global situation was already quite tense. Although the Capitol was afraid of the strength displayed by the Celestial Trade, it didn’t necessarily mean that they would continue to tolerate their actions without a bottom line. If Celestial Trade really dropped an EMP here, World War III would start soon.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen had an idea as a devilish grin emerged.
Just now, an evil idea suddenly came to his mind.
Don’t you want T-virus data?
Then I will help you.
“Lilith.”
“What do you want? I’m busy,” Lilith replied.
“Don’t pretend, I know you can work while playing games.”
“But then I won’t be able to enjoy the fun of the game…” Halfway through the conversation, Lilith shuddered as she felt the murderous vibe that traveled from the network cable, and she quickly changed her tone, “Is there anything I can help you with?”
“I want to hack those servers, can you do anything about it?” Jiang Chen said, without being bothered by the previous incident.
“…You gave me a great question, even I can’t hack through the air,” Lilith let out a frustrated sigh, then she paused for a second before she continued, “Listen, well, first of all, you have to make sure that these servers are connected to a power source. Secondly, you have to make sure that I can establish a physical connection with these servers, a data cable would work best.”
“Does it have to be connected to a power source?” Jiang Chen frowned.
“Not necessarily,” Lilith said blankly. “If you cannot guarantee the power supply, you can also choose to transmit through small pipes like lasers.”
“How do lasers work?”
“Because lasers can generate a microcurrent on the electronic device and directly write onto the hard disk,” Lilith explained patiently.
“I see.” Jiang Chen nodded as he understood the mechanics.
“What are you going to do?” Lilith asked, “Do you want to transmit viruses to it?”
“You’ll know tomorrow.” Jiang Chen smiled.
“Well… it’s up to you.”
Jiang Chen recalled the drones and then threw both the tablet and the drones into the storage dimension.
Originally, Jiang Chen planned to wait for Frank to “take him away” when he came out of the military base, but now he could live for a few more days.
Jiang Chen went back the same route, quietly left the military base, and returned to the parking lot at the entrance of Mikasa Park. Just as he was starting the vehicle, he turned on the holographic screen of his watch and called Sumitomo Kenichi.
…
The suburbs of Yoto.
In an ancient traditional building.
Sumitomo Kenichi was in his pajamas as he sat on the wooden floor at the entrance of the backyard. He stared at the moonlight reflecting off the lake, but his thoughts already drifted elsewhere.
A graceful beauty kneeled behind him. She held a pot of sake on the plate with both her hands, as well as a few of his favorite dishes.
“Kenichi Kun, please eat something,” The woman in a kimono said softly.
If it were any normal day, he would not mind hugging his favorite beauty, sitting in the moonlight, drinking a few shots, and enjoying the delicious dishes.
However, at this moment, both the beauty and the dishes were both tasteless and dull to him.
The old fox of the Mitsui family was dead, and it was undoubtedly the CIB who started it.
Secular wealth was futile in the wrestle of superpowers. From the start, the UA never treated the Nippon financial groups seriously. Mitsui Hiroto was killed without even a consideration; would the little foxes of the Mitsui family dare to seek revenge from the CIB?
He was 100% certain that he was the next target. He didn’t even dare to let his father or the people who loved him know, otherwise he was very likely to be abandoned by the family as a precaution before the CIB took action.
It was no exaggeration to say that his life and death now depended entirely on Jiang Chen’s attitude.
If there was a Ghost Agent secretly protecting him, then he should be safe.
But who knows?
After all, Mitsui Hirito died under the eyes of Ghost Agents…
“Don’t bother me, I have no appetite.”
He replied in frustration as he rudely pushed aside the plate that the woman in the kimono handed to him.
With a cry, the plates were knocked on the ground and smashed into pieces.
The girl did not know how she offended the young master, she lowered her head in fear, and didn’t dare to clean up the mess on the ground. She only apologized repeatedly, not knowing what she should do.
Sumitomo Kenichi couldn’t help but feel agitated.
Just then, his butler came over with a phone.
“Master, your phone-”
“I’m not picking up.” Sumitomo Kenichi impatiently waved his hand.
“But, it’s Jiang Chen…”
“Wait! Give me the phone!” His eyes turned red in an instant, and Sumitomo Kenichi immediately darted up. Before the butler walked to him, he snatched the phone from the butler’s hand.
“Get out, GET OUT!”
Sumitomo Kenichi blasted the kimono woman and the butler out and walked into the yard barefoot.
After he took a few deep breaths, he tried to squeeze a smile that was not much better than crying, then pressed the pickup button with his trembling fingers.
Almost as soon as the call was connected, there was an impatient tone.
“Why did you take so long to pick up?”
“Sorry, I…”
“It’s okay,” Jiang Chen was not interested in listening to his explanation. He turned his headset on as both of his hands held onto the steering wheel. “I’ll explain one thing to you, and you’ll do it right away.”
“Yes!” Sumitomo Kenichi was overjoyed, “As long as you tell me, I will do it right away!”
Sumitomo Kenichi’s attentive attitude made Jiang Chen a little surprised, but he soon understood why.
Mitsui Hiroto’s death must have scared him.
Without saying anything, Jiang Chen just smiled, and said casually, “Are you familiar with civil rights organizations?”
“Yes! Of course, I’m familiar!” Sumitomo Kenichi nodded quickly, “The Sumitomo Foundation supports more than two hundred civil rights organizations——”
“I need you to help me create controversies.” Jiang Chen interrupted and directly said.
Slightly confused, Sumitomo Kenichi felt something was odd, but he couldn’t explain where the feeling came from. He hesitated for a second, then swallowed a lump in his throat before he quietly sounded Jiang Chen out.
“Can I ask… what kind of controversies?”
“Controversies about the UA,” Jiang Chen concisely responded.
