Chapter 653: The Doomsday Plan

"In other words, this guy intends to use his own network to provide free calls and free internet to everyone?"

Chen Jiajun was also watching the press conference at this time, and he immediately sneered: "Who does he think he is!"

Silva said indifferently: "But he is indeed already doing it, distributing his free SIM cards to the whole world! At this time, I estimate that there are already over hundreds of millions of people using his SIM cards!"

Chen Jiajun stroked his chin, frowned, and said: "He must have a grand scheme in doing this. Could it have something to do with his doomsday theory? After all, the free stuff is the most expensive!"

Silva said: "But it is already too late to stop him now. At the very least, his influence in Europe and the United States is still very significant."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "I don't want to be a savior; I'm just curious about his methods! Find a way to get two chips in advance, and I will send them back for Ao En to investigate what kind of tricks are inside!"

"Understood, Boss! That shouldn't be a problem." Silva thought for a moment and nodded.

Chen Jiajun remembered something and said to Silva again: "That old friend of yours, Reinhardt, codenamed Gawain, seems to no longer be in charge of this case?"

Silva nodded: "I heard that Galahad has regained consciousness and took the case away from him. It seems the two have already formed a grudge."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "If you were Galahad, how would you investigate?"

Silva stroked his chin and pondered. After a moment, he said to Chen Jiajun: "Since we already know that Valentine is kidnapping billionaires, politicians, and influential people all over the world, Galahad will definitely create a fake identity worthy of being 'kidnapped' and then take the initiative to meet Valentine."

Chen Jiajun smiled and nodded: "That is indeed the case, but I feel they will return empty-handed."

Silva was stunned for a moment: "Boss, what did you find out?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "It's not what I found out, but rather that the guys we left in certain departments sent me some news, such as that Shang from the Ether Society."

"Oh?" Silva's eyes lit up immediately: "He knows about this?"

"He only found out not long ago!" Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "No wonder the people from the Ether Society disappeared after causing trouble in Hong Kong. I didn't expect them to be cooperating with Valentine!"

"First, they used the Continental Hotel as a smoke bomb to lure me away from Hong Kong, then took the opportunity to stir up trouble in Hong Kong. I estimate this guy must have made contact with high-level officials in the Hong Kong government, preparing to distribute Valentine's SIM cards for free in Hong Kong as well."

If it were anything else, Chen Jiajun would not be certain.

But Hong Kong is his base camp after all, and this holds extraordinary significance for him.

He does not allow, and will absolutely not give anyone, the opportunity to cause trouble in Hong Kong.

Chen Jiajun continued: "Although I don't know what his purpose is, I can be certain of one thing: Valentine creating such a huge spectacle must have something to do with his doomsday theory!"

"In order to prepare for this, I heard from Shang En that this guy has even infiltrated quite a few intelligence agencies; for instance, both the CIA and MI6 have their people. Moreover, because of our investigation and the death of Professor Arnold, this guy has already become alert. At this time, approaching him, even if Galahad can forge a perfectly qualified identity, will still arouse Valentine's suspicion."

Hearing Chen Jiajun say this, Silva frowned: "Doesn't that mean we can't pull off the trick of following behind to pick up the scraps?"

Chen Jiajun said helplessly: "That depends on what attitude Valentine himself has. We had better prepare for two possibilities. Right now, Valentine has noticed the Kingsman, but he hasn't detected our existence."

After listening, Silva's eyes lit up and he said: "In other words, if there is an opportunity, we can also mix in?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "To be precise, it should be me!"

Chen Jiajun's own status is not ordinary; just being the Chairman of the Guojun Group on the surface, and one of the members of the California Consortium, the wealth and power he represents are already quite extraordinary.

Most importantly, the Information Organization in Chen Jiajun's hands is the most mysterious in the entire world, serving him alone.

Many people are probing for information on the so-called "Shadow People," but they have all come up empty-handed.

So if Chen Jiajun reveals some ideas, Valentine will definitely be interested in him.

However, this way, he risks exposure.

After all, his business with Brunei cannot be hidden from those with a keen eye. As long as Valentine connects the two things, he might even suspect him.

This is the reason for Chen Jiajun's hesitation! "Are you planning to use yourself as bait?" Silva instantly understood Chen Jiajun's plan: "But Boss... that Headshot Chip."

"That is precisely the easiest part to solve." Chen Jiajun smiled disdainfully: "I am currently thinking about how to use a suitable opportunity to make this Valentine notice my existence!"

Silva immediately smirked: "Boss, leave this matter to me! I am best at this!"

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On the other side, Galahad created a new identity, preparing to attend Valentine's dinner party.

It was just that, to Galahad's surprise, upon arriving at Valentine's front door, he did not see the appearance of a banquet.

After knocking on the door, the person who came to open it was actually Valentine himself.

He revealed a brilliant smile and said to Galahad: "Mr. Deville, it is a pleasure to meet you!"

"I'm so sorry, did I remember the time of the banquet wrong?" Galahad asked with some confusion.

Valentine's smile was extremely brilliant; he hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no, no, I specifically canceled the banquet for you! Such a generous donation, of course, requires a private dinner. Please, come in!"

"Thanks!" Galahad nodded and followed Valentine into the Zhuangyuan.

"I must admit, I am very much looking forward to meeting you!" Valentine said to Galahad with a smile: "The billionaires I don't know are truly quite something."

Galahad was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "There must be some."

"I had someone check your background and found that you come from a wealthy family." Valentine spoke bluntly to Galahad about investigating him, and also curiously asked: "How exactly do you make your money?"

Galahad knew the other party was testing him, so he said casually: "Mostly real estate, property transactions! You don't need to worry, there is no money from unknown sources!"

Since Galahad dared to come here, he naturally had made full preparations.

This identity of his indeed came from an aristocrat, and one who was once a partner of the Kingsman.

The identity is absolutely real and reliable, and it can withstand verification.

It was just that he did not know that Valentine was far from as simple as he appeared, or rather, he did not know that England's MI6 had long been infiltrated by this guy.

Valentine smiled and said: "That's not what I meant; I just want to understand what kind of person you are! You should be able to understand that, right?"

"Of course!" Galahad said with a smile.

As the two were talking, they arrived at the Restaurant.

After both were seated, that maidservant with a pair of strangely shaped Metal Prosthetic limbs pushed a dining cart over.

On the dining cart sat a gorgeous gold cover, covering the items inside.

Galahad was still wondering that since this guy Valentine is so rich, he must really know how to enjoy life.

But the next moment, he was stunned. Because what was on the tray was not some high-end cuisine, but damn McDonald's!

And it was that super cheap, so-called one-dollar fried chicken junk McDonald's from the United States.

Fortunately, Galahad was different from ordinary people; he quickly restrained the emotions on his face and said to Valentine: "Please give me a Big Mac!"

"Good taste!" Valentine laughed immediately: "But if you want the best, it's still a double cheeseburger paired with a 1945 Lafite wine, beating out any secret sauce."

Galahad would bet that even his own ruffian apprentice in the slums had better taste than this guy, whose taste was simply speechless.

After the two chatted for a while, Valentine said to Galahad: "That said, since you want to donate to my foundation, you should know which research areas have been put on hold, right?"

Galahad smiled and said: "But climate change is a threat to all of us, Mr. Valentine. No one in power agrees with my point of view, and you are one of the few who do!"

Valentine continued to play dumb: "The reason I shut them down is because there was no progress. Every study pointed to the same result."

Galahad played along: "Reducing carbon emissions is just a Smoke Bomb; I'm afraid that no matter how we remedy it now, it will be of no use."

Before coming, Galahad had done his homework well, just to have "common topics" with Valentine.

So when it came to this aspect, Galahad didn't feel intimidated at all.

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"Wow, you're quite knowledgeable!" Valentine said with a smile.

"Actually, sometimes I'm quite jealous of those who aren't so... clear about this world!" Galahad said with a smile: "Professor Arnold often said, 'Humans are the only miserable virus that knows the host cannot withstand the tossing.'"

"Not many people know Professor Arnold." Valentine put on a surprised expression, then changed the subject: "Do you like watching spy movies, Mr. Deville?"

Hearing the guy suddenly bring up the issue of spies, Galahad realized he might have been exposed.

But he couldn't figure out how he had been exposed.

Watching the head maid next to him staring at him intently, Galahad was silent for a moment before saying: "I think modern spy movies are too serious; the old films are more exciting. Although the plots are far-fetched and exaggerated, I never tire of watching them."

After another round of probing from both sides, Galahad was even more certain that Valentine must have discovered something.

So he didn't mention the research again, and both sides ate the unappetizing fried chicken burgers.

Before leaving, Valentine said to Galahad with deep meaning: "Give me a few days to consider your proposal, and then I will have no problem sending someone to contact your subordinates."

"And thank you for your... Happy Meal." Galahad's mouth twitched, and he said to Valentine while suppressing the urge to vomit.

Although he was an authentic Englishman and used to eating pig swill, this was the first time he had encountered something so unappetizing.

After seeing Galahad off, Valentine's head maid walked over and said to Valentine: "How was it? Do you need me to track him?"

Valentine, however, hugged his head maid without a care and said: "No need, I put a Micro Tracker in the wine; we will know everything he does in the next twenty-four hours. Finally, I can determine whose person he is."

The head maid suddenly said: "By the way, there is another piece of news; a big shot has recently arrived in London."

"A big shot?" Valentine said with some amusement: "What level of 'big shot'?"

The head maid said helplessly: "Chen Jiajun, the Chairman of Guojun Group!"

"Oh! I've heard of this Asian; he has a lot of energy." Valentine looked at the information handed over by the head maid and said: "I heard that he once, by his own strength, made those arrogant English people suffer a great loss in Hong Kong."

The head maid shook her head and said: "That's not all. It is said that the most mysterious intelligence agency in the world is the force in his hands. He himself is also a member of the California Consortium and owns several internet companies! For example, the hottest Yahoo right now is operated by his investment firm and has become the darling of Wall Street."

Hearing the head maid's introduction, Valentine was immediately interested: "There's such a thing?"

The head maid said indifferently: "He is low-key and has a background in gangs, so he doesn't often appear in front of others. I heard this news by accident; it is said that the CIA and MI6 are quite wary of this man."

Valentine stroked his chin and said: "The more you say that, the more I want to meet him! Send him a letter saying I want to find a time to visit him and see if he has time."

"Understood!" The head maid nodded.

Returning to headquarters, Galahad reported to Arthur at the first opportunity.

The two chatted while enjoying a steak dinner; after all, he didn't want to try that unappetizing junk food again.

After taking a bite of the cuisine cooked by the Italian Chef, Galahad felt comfortable all over.

Then he said to Arthur: "I haven't been able to leave Valentine's sight, but I saw this when I went in."

Through the camera on his glasses, Galahad managed to capture a key little thing.

In the video, a woman who looked like a Secretary walked past them, holding a magazine in her hand.

Galahad continued: "Southern Glade Church is a hate group in Kentucky; the FBI has been monitoring them for several years."

"What? Do you think Valentine supports them?" Arthur said with some surprise.

Galahad said indifferently: "There is currently no evidence that the two sides are connected, but I will continue to investigate."

Arthur seemed to remember something and said: "Oh, right! That long list of missing persons has one more, a member of the Swedish royal family, Crown Princess Tilda."

On the other side, the bait Silva put out had finally been taken.

After all, Chen Jiajun's identity was real, and he acted very powerfully; at least in the Asian region, there was no second person with Chen Jiajun's influence.

So Chen Jiajun was not surprised that Valentine would take the bait.

If Valentine could take him down, his Extinction Plan would be better deployed in the Asian region.

And he wouldn't have to do things sneakily like those guys from the Ether Society.

And although the Ether Society was powerful, it was ultimately a criminal organization; Chen Jiajun guessed that Valentine might not be willing to truly cooperate with these guys.

"Boss, do you intend to meet him?" Silva said with a smile.

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said: "I will definitely meet him, but push the time back a bit; I need Ao En to analyze the chip first!"

With Silva's ability, it was simple to get a few unreleased SIM cards.

By bribing some of Valentine's subordinates, he successfully obtained a few "trial version" SIM cards.

However, they were not researchers and couldn't see any clues at all, so they simply threw the things to Ao En to study. (End of chapter)