Chapter 585: Solely My Method Chapter 585: Theft

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Amsterdam, Netherlands.

On a luxury yacht at the port, a small bank was holding its annual reception; the invitees included clients, executives and their friends, and, besides them, bikini-clad beauties with fine figures.

Halfway through the reception, the grey-haired Dutch executive director gave a meaningful glance and unobtrusively went below deck.

Several other directors and managers also found excuses and set down their wine glasses.

"Meeting now." In the converted aft cabin strongroom, the immaculately dressed executive director adopted a completely different demeanor; the others likewise wore grave expressions, sitting upright with proper posture.

"Our agenda today has only one item: evaluate Document 1207. Before arrival, you should all have seen Document 1207; have you considered it clearly?" The director paused, scanned the circle of people, then said: "You are all elites of the Research Society; I hope you will proceed from our Society's tenets and make choices beneficial to the organization. Ming Ke, you start."

Ming Ke is his son, and also one of the senior directors of the bank and the organization. As an organization that reveres genes, the prevalence of bloodline theory is only natural; the saying that good genes can only produce better genes is deeply rooted in people's hearts. They not only believe it, but practice it, and strive for it.

As long as the organization exists for a day, bloodline theory will continue; they believe natural selection will make the choice — bloodline, or bloodline.

Ming Ke, who received political education from childhood, is extremely intelligent and quite decisive. He knew the answer his father wanted — just as it was the answer he himself expected — and Ming Ke rapidly replied: "I lean toward mission execution. Ten missiles are not only a massive military threat, but also help us expand influence. It needs stating that we don't necessarily have to use these missiles, but their powerful deterrent force exists not only between nations, and can also win the organization more international friendship. Our goal is clear, but we cannot necessarily obtain everyone's understanding; powerful force is the best choice to reduce disputes. Mr. Rui Ze."

"Good, next, De Lien." This is likewise Rui Ze's son. As the organization's top leadership, his genes are naturally considered excellent.

"I agree with Ming Ke's opinion." De Lien's tone was concise and forceful; he is a quite charming handsome man.

After obtaining two votes in favor, Rui Ze turned to the elder statesman at the lower seat and asked solemnly: "Mr. Waters, what is your view?"

"I oppose." Waters is of Chinese descent, but his accent is distinctly London.

The organization has developed to this day with Eurasia as the main focus; among them, Asian personnel are more numerous, yet Europe retains quite a few senior leaders. The former is determined by economic conditions; the latter is actually also determined by economic conditions.

Waters' father's generation migrated from Britain to the Netherlands only fifty or sixty years ago; due to his yellow skin, his development within the organization was actually quite smooth. In struggles of earlier years, he usually stood on Rui Ze's side; now that age and status have risen in step, the relationship between the two has instead become less harmonious.

However, his opposition was not unexpected; Rui Ze calmly waited for him to finish his reasons, then continued: "Mr. Shi Jun, what is your opinion?"

"I agree."

"Good, next... Ye Hua, what is your opinion?"

"I agree."

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Among the eight people, five approved the plan; without Rui Ze needing to step in, the voting was already concluded. He nodded in satisfaction and said: "This matter will be handled by the China Region; Ye Hua, this matter is assigned to you. Results within a week at the latest, lest they ship the goods away."

"Rest assured." Ye Hua is the person in charge of the China Region, born in a US Chinatown, attended university in Germany, and was ultimately absorbed by the organization. He is one of the organization's few most important regional heads, with prominent status; he is among the few who do not work at Headquarters but are permanently stationed there.

Before the resolution passed, Ye Hua had actually already begun preparations. He did not entrust this matter to Liu Xinyu, the person in charge of the Jiangning region, because changes in the Jiangning region were too many, and Liu Xinyu's own changes were also truly not few; with doubts arising in his mind, he found it hard to hand over this important mission.

Even on the day of the operation, Ye Hua did not seek help from the Jiangning region.

He brought three people from the Headquarters Directly Subordinate Execution Team, and transferred three trusted aides from the China Region; as for the remaining personnel, they were filled by temporary transfers.

A group of people arrived at the Jiangning Port Area and immediately blended into the vast West River Association procession.

Unlike ordinary law enforcement personnel of various national agencies, the Human Development Research Society's high-end talents all have relatively scientific cultivation; if evaluated by Body Technique level, everyone has reached Level 6, most can reach Level 7, and an extremely small number possess Level 8 Body Technique.

Although the Jiangning External Hall has cultivated Martial Arts Hall students of Pocket Skill Level 6 and above, at one end of Jiangning, Level 8 Body Technique is more or less the limit the Martial Arts Hall can provide; people of such level naturally cannot be used to guard warehouses or the port area, so it is not strange that the execution team's guys were not discovered in any urgent situation.

The process of stealing the missiles twisted and turned like a small intestine, but the final route was determined.

Ye Hua chose 2 PM on Thursday afternoon for his team, then turned on the machine and listened to a proper, measured Peking Opera aria "Three Forks".

At 6 PM, the speakers began to buzz.

In a moment, the mobile phone emitted a "ding" sound.

"There's news." Ye Hua's heart gave a start.

He quickly adjusted his mindset, opened the phone; inside was the password: Youmu has made shore.

In that instant, Ye Hua almost wanted to jump up.

The one jumping up was also Mo Shaoqiu.

He only rushed back to Jiangbei Wharf in the evening, accompanied by a storm of news.

"Lost, what do you mean lost? This stuff isn't insured, and even if it were, the insurance company wouldn't pay..." The cursing had no cadence, just pure venting.

Near midnight, Chen Yi finally finished a large amount of paperwork, earned today's Shenjia, and laughed: "Don't get so excited; you've been cursing all evening, right? Any results?"

"None. Really bad luck." Mo Shaoqiu's face was full of dejection.

Chen Yi, however, laughed heartily and said: "I know who took the missiles."

"You know? How do you know?"

Chen Yi shook his head without speaking. Liu Xinyu's workload in Jiangning is becoming fewer and fewer, therefore the votes of no confidence against her are becoming more and more; however, she always has some connections in the organization. And regarding things happening in Jiangning, Zhu Guangliang may not know every detail, but with occasional inspections, he can always find some clues; comparing the two, the answer naturally emerges.

Seeing Chen Yi's expression, Mo Shaoqiu understood he truly knew. At this moment, Mo Shaoqiu's anger flared up at once: "Cutting off a person's livelihood is like killing their parents. Young Master Chen, we absolutely cannot let these scum off."

"Of course." Chen Yi still had that cloud-calm, wind-light appearance.

Liu Xinyu secretly sighed. In fact, ever since she entered Chen Yi's team, this kind of ending was already destined.

She just didn't expect it so early, so violently.

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