A secret building of Eagle Sauce.

"Why did you call a meeting so suddenly?"

In the meeting room, a white congressman who looked pot-bellied asked with some dissatisfaction.

He had just finished a party last night and was dragged here this morning before he had even slept for a few minutes. He was feeling unhappy.

In addition to him, there were seven or eight congressmen sitting at the conference table, basically all of them were white. There was a black man standing in front of the table, who seemed to be about to report some news.

"Nick, which celebrities have you picked up again? Be careful and find yourself dying in bed one day."

The congressman sitting opposite him seemed to be his mortal enemy and couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.

The congressman called Nick was about to retort, but the officer sitting above him knocked on the table and the scene suddenly became quiet.

"That's enough. Johnson, report your news."

Seeing that the scene finally looked like a meeting, the person at the head of the meeting nodded, signaling the black commissioner standing in front of the conference table that they could begin.

"Yes, sir. They may have made some progress in the design and development of new fighter jets."

"Where did the news come from?"

Upon hearing this, the white officer sitting at the top of the table, whose smiling face turned serious, put down the coffee in his hand.

"We planted a nail in Xia Country and accidentally discovered that Zhou Hang, who was responsible for the design of Xia Country's fighter jets, had left the 611 Research Institute. In addition, a considerable number of professionals were also absent from their daily work positions."

"You have such specific information? When did Foberle become so efficient?"

"Traces are kept secret, but actions always leave traces. We discovered Zhou Hang appeared in a place he had never been before. Based on his character profile, he wouldn't have appeared in this place unless there was a very significant discovery. The whereabouts of other characters were also deduced using similar methods."

“It’s hard to know why a person is there, but it’s easier to know why they are there.”

The black intelligence officer answered his superior's questions calmly and his words were clear and logical.

"How sure are you?"

"More than 50%, but the information is insufficient, so I applied to use the secret line in the Magic City to obtain more content."

"Getting close to Zhou Hang? Impossible. The security forces around him can't get through to us."

Nick, with a big belly, yawned, his tone full of disdain. He was in charge of the secret line in the Magic City, and the black man's application was tantamount to asking for the meat in his hands.

"No, Councillor, we are approaching someone else."

Black intelligence agent Johnson took out a USB flash drive, walked to the computer on the conference table and clicked it, and a photo suddenly appeared on the projection screen.

"This person appeared with Zhou Hang. I have already emailed her basic information to the officers. You can review it."

"What I want is to get close to this person. According to Xia Guo's saying, it's called saving the country in a roundabout way."

"I even suspect that the reason Zhou Hang appeared in the Magic City this time was because of this person."

After Johnson finished speaking, the entire conference room was silent for a while. The white officer sitting at the top of the conference table frowned and tapped the table with his fingers from time to time.

"Ah....."

Nick sneered in dissatisfaction and was about to speak when someone interrupted him.

"Okay, activate the hidden lines, Nick. Give all the hidden lines you have to Johnson."

"Sir! Me!"

"Obey your orders, and I'll give you the information about Deep City later."

"All right....."

Nick grumbled a little dissatisfiedly, but still agreed and handed over the secret line's contact information and password to Johnson.

"Johnson, I hope you can bring me back accurate information. This will affect the next decision that the congressmen will make."

"Yes!"

The black intelligence officer Johnson saluted and then withdrew.

"A girl..."

After he left, the meeting participants gradually dispersed.

Only the white officer in the lead was stroking his chin and looking at the photo on the screen.

And the person in the photo...

It was Bai Xi!

......

Park Sung-hyun came out of the teaching building, feeling extremely nervous.

After receiving a call from the counselor in the morning, he took the spare computer to the office.

In addition to the counselor, there was another man he didn't know. The counselor asked to check his computer on the grounds that there was a virus from abroad.

Park Sung-hyun naturally disagreed and even moved out of the Han Embassy.

But the man just smiled and said, "Don't worry, classmate. We won't touch any of your private files. You can watch us throughout the process. We're just checking the network settings."

"This virus has been around for a while and it can damage your hardware, which is good for you."

Park Sung-hyun knew that the more anxious he was at a time like this, the more likely people would think there was something wrong with him, so he finally agreed.

As a student not majoring in computer science, he did not know the specific meanings of various IP addresses, gateways, and protocols. Even on his computer, he could not understand those pages.

He could only make his expression appear as impatient as possible, which he thought was the most reasonable response.

After a brief inspection, there was naturally nothing unusual to find. Park Sung-hyun took back his computer and was a little absent-minded the whole morning...

In the classroom, he sat in the last row, listening to the teacher speaking at the podium, but he could only understand less than 40% of the content.

He was surrounded by strangers, and the other international students in the class were all from abroad, so he didn't bother making friends with them.

This unchanging life...

His thoughts began to wander, and he imagined himself becoming a super agent, fighting wits and courage with the people here.

She fantasizes about being valued after returning to her country and having a goddess throw herself into her arms.

Until leaving the classroom at noon.

All his fantasies turned into worries, fearing that someone would come and take him away at the next moment.

When I returned to the dormitory, the other two roommates had not returned yet.

He immediately hid the spare computer back under the bed and took out his real computer.

After opening it, I indeed received a message from Dahanjiang.

"Don't you want the gift?"

Park Sung-hyun knew that the other party was talking about the file deletion program.

He typed a reply.

"That gift is being targeted."

“But I managed it.”

There was a hint of complacency in Park Sung-hyun's words.

The other side seemed to react and understood what Park Sung Hyun meant: "It's okay, I'll arrange for someone to give you another gift. Starting from next month, the bonus will be doubled."

Park Sung-hyun was delighted. He said this on purpose because he wanted the other party's sincerity.

"make a deal."

......

And at this time.

Bai Xi, who was completely unaware of all this, had just gotten up.

"I can finally sleep until I wake up naturally~ It feels so good~"

Bai Xi sat up on the bed and stretched slowly, revealing her beautiful curves.

She casually took out her phone to check the time, but saw a message from Lu Youqing.

"What?"

"Shang Wanqiu wants to treat me to a meal?"

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