Chapter 339: Heart as a Chess Game

Lin Yu didn't look up, his work not stopping.

"That Peregrine Falcon is also one of their people."

The manager didn't seem to have much reaction, as if this result was a matter of course.

"Just a chess piece, changing colors, or throwing it away directly, are common occurrences."

Lin Yu's heart sank bit by bit. Could Xuanyuan Qing's condition really rely on that thing on Xu Xiaochuan to "balance"? What the hell was this?

"Mr. Lin," the manager's voice pulled back his thoughts, carrying a bit of just-right concern, "Miss Xuanyuan can't afford to wait. The Liu family has some internal channels, perhaps we can do some technical analysis on that chip, maybe we can find some clues?"

Lin Yu didn't speak, and after a long while, he nodded imperceptibly.

He fished that chip out of Xu Xiaochuan's pocket; it was cold and a bit heavy.

Soon, a portable terminal that looked quite high-end was sent in. The manager was tinkering with it remotely from the side, and a bunch of things he couldn't understand popped up on the screen.

Lin Yu didn't understand this high technology, but he extremely carefully, tentatively, sent the last bit of weak internal energy in his body into the chip. It wasn't a hard break-in, more like using his understanding of meridians and Qi and blood to "feel" the possible "Qi path" inside the chip.

Time was grueling.

The data on the terminal screen rolled clatteringly, looking lively, but like a headless fly, unable to knock open that door.

Just when Lin Yu was about to give up, his bit of internal energy seemed to have connected with a subtle vibration inside the chip.

A flash of inspiration struck his brain, his fingers tapping rapidly on the virtual keyboard, inputting not code, but a strange sequence based on human acupoints and energy flow laws.

The garbled code rolling on the screen suddenly jammed.

Then, a small, tightly protected area was actually bypassed!

A severely incomplete 3D structure diagram popped out, along with a few lonely formula fragments.

"Energy... node... reversal... balance formula..." Lin Yu whispered the few words he could recognize, his heart thumping.

This thing seemed to be talking about how to stabilize an energy core that was about to explode.

But several key places were empty.

And... the annotation for one of the variables made the back of his neck feel cold—"Life... sacrifice?"

The manager had been staring at this side, and when the screen changed, he immediately leaned over, the professional gentleness on his face unable to hold, revealing a bit of excitement.

"Success? Mr. Lin is indeed extraordinary! This... this is..."

When he saw those words clearly, especially the two words "sacrifice," that bit of excitement quickly settled down, turning into something deeper, hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"It seems that to completely solve Miss Xuanyuan's problem, or rather... that YA-001, we still need some... special methods."

"Mr. Lin, this is not the place to talk. The Liu family has a hidden facility outside the city, with equipment and manpower far better than here. It will be more certain for cracking the chip and subsequent treatment. We can arrange for a transfer immediately."

Lin Yu looked up at the manager's smiling face.

Go to the Liu family's territory? Wouldn't that be like laying all his cards on their table?

That "life sacrifice" just now was like a thorn stuck in his heart.

He was just about to speak.

Bang!

The door to the secret room was violently kicked open from the outside!

Pangzi scrambled in, his face deathly pale, his speech trembling.

"Lin... Mr. Lin! We're done for! Outside... outside came a black car! Hanging... hanging a license plate with a red-headed document! The kind that's insanely expensive! Several people got out, with a huge air, saying... saying they are from the National Security Special Affairs Handling Office! Naming names... wanting to see you!"

There wasn't a drop of blood on Pangzi's fat face, sweat mixed with dust, making him look like he had just been fished out of a flour vat.

He crawled in using his hands and feet, his throat seemingly blocked by something, squeezing out a few words hoarsely, with a crying tone.

"Black... black car! Red... red plate! My god, that plate is an eyesore! The car is shiny black, could be used as a mirror! There's even a red-headed document behind the windshield!"

Pangzi slumped at the door, panting heavily, his eyes wide, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"Down... several people got out! The air is terrifying! They don't even make a sound when they walk, like those agents in the movies! Saying... National Security Special Affairs Handling Office! Damn, the name alone makes one want to wet their pants! Naming... naming they want to see you, Mr. Lin!"

Before the words were finished, heavy footsteps had already reached the door.

Not running, but stepping. Step by step, as if stepping on one's heart, very steady, carrying a dull sound of metal hitting the ground.

The pitiful temperature in the secret room seemed to drop a few more degrees, the chill drilling straight into his bones.

The professional gentleness on the manager's face disappeared completely, the muscles on his cheeks tensed tightly, like a stone. He took a step forward, just blocking in front of Lin Yu and the stretcher bed, his hand silently pressing on an inconspicuous place on his waist.

The door wasn't locked, and was pushed open directly.

The force wasn't great, but it carried an irresistible strength, making one not even have the thought of reaching out to stop it.

The light from the corridor outside poured in, outlining several tall figures.

The leader was a woman.

Looking not young, but not old, around forty. A well-tailored dark uniform, no extra decorations, the shoulder lines straight.

Short hair, meticulous, neat like a knife.

No expression on her face, cold, but those eyes, terrifyingly sharp, like two high-intensity searchlights, and like the most precise probes, slowly sweeping over everyone in the secret room, finally, steadily fixing on Lin Yu's face.

Behind her followed two men, equally expressionless, wearing the same uniform, their hands placed neatly at their sides. Yet their posture and their gaze were like two metal statues capable of erupting into violence at any moment, their entire bodies exuding an aura of hostility that warned strangers to keep away.

"Lin Yu?"

The woman spoke, her voice not high, even a bit flat, yet it reached everyone's ears with extraordinary clarity, carrying a strange penetrating power, making the air vibrate along with it.

She didn't wait for Lin Yu to answer, taking out a black document folder from her inner pocket, opening it with a "snap," and showing it toward Lin Yu, her movements fast and steady.

Black cover, the national emblem in the center flashing with cold light, below a line of small characters—National Security Special Affairs Handling Office.

The person in the document photo, like now, had no expression, her eyes sharp.

There was only a codename in the name section: Phoenix. ===== CHAPTER 340 =====