Chapter 325

"It's you..."

The moment the young man's face appeared on the light screen before him, Lin Ping couldn't help but shout in shock after a single glance.

Sun Cheng?!

It was actually the target individual whose residence he had secretly infiltrated just a few hours ago, along with two other CIA agents, in an attempt to find some "things" that might exist.

However, a new doubt also emerged in an instant!

How could it be him?

Lin Ping was very certain that he had absolutely not seen wrong.

The young man appearing on the light screen before him had a face that could not be considered very handsome, but his features were delicate, fitting the aesthetic of the vast majority of Asians; especially when his expression became serious, even through the screen, Lin Ping could feel a sense of indifference and detachment that should never appear on an ordinary person.

Back then, when he was reviewing the files stored within the CIA regarding this young man named "Sun Cheng," the other party had left a very deep impression on him.

And now, he even had a few more strange feelings; the eyes of Sun Cheng on the screen seemed clear, yet they gave him the same sense of oppression as when he faced the CIA instructors who trained him to undergo anti-interrogation training in the past.

One must know that among CIA agents, there was no shortage of villains, and those capable of qualifying for this work specifically meant for torturing people were all true villains who viewed human life as nothing but grass.

How could a young man who was ostensibly just a university student possess such deterrence and aura?

In an instant, his brain, which was barely able to maintain thought, finally realized where the problem lay.

"So the things on Nublar Island were obtained by you?!"

With a face full of bitterness, Lin Ping struggled to open his mouth and asked the young man projected on the light wall before him.

Although it was a question, his tone was also very certain.

Dozens of kilometers away, inside Base No. 1 at Huwangling.

Sun Cheng stood quietly in front of an LCD monitor, his face twitching imperceptibly.

Not far from him was placed a server, which was exactly what he had brought back for experimental purposes when he last returned from the 【Transformers Universe】.

Because this server had undergone enhancement and modification by the Decepticons, although it looked unremarkable, its computing power had actually been raised to the limit that current hardware could reach; even though there was still a significant gap compared to a supercomputer, it was still a notch stronger than the large-scale commercial servers worth millions sold on the market.

Therefore, after Base No. 1 was roughly formed, Sun Cheng moved this server, which was not convenient to expose, into Base No. 1.

After receiving his battle report from Hanwei, he then had Hanwei temporarily transmit the data in real-time to this server so that he could remotely question the survivors left behind by Hanwei about some things.

"The United States CIA? As expected, it was because I left too many things behind on Nublar Island that I was targeted by this pack of wolves..."

Although Sun Cheng had begun to suspect this woman again because of the reappearance of "Ada Wong," and she had come to Nandu together with Ye Qi, it was also from that time that he vaguely felt he had indeed left too many fatal loopholes on Nublar Island previously.

Or rather, it would be better to say that accepting a strange invitation as "Sun Cheng" and going to that island full of dinosaurs was a mistake in the first place.

After pondering for a moment, Sun Cheng did not intend to answer Lin Ping; instead, he asked back in an indifferent tone: "I don't have that much American time to play spy games with you. Now I ask and you answer. If your answers satisfy me, I will let you live and serve me... If you cannot satisfy me, I have already killed enough CIA spies, and I don't mind one more dying..."

Even through the screen, Lin Ping was choked to the point of being unable to respond by his cold and ruthless words in an instant.

However, he also felt a little relieved.

Even ants cling to life, let alone humans.

Back when he went to the United States to study, the fact that he was spotted and turned by American intelligence agencies could be explained by his youth and ignorance at the time, unable to withstand the United States' money offensive while also having a bit of a young person's yearning for freedom and democracy.

But now...

Don't be silly; Lin Ping had been working for the CIA for so many years in the blink of an eye. During these years in the United States, he had witnessed with his own eyes the selfishness and arrogance of the Americans, as well as the racial discrimination branded deep into their bones.

Lin Ping had therefore become a hedonist just like the vast majority of Americans. If the CIA and the tiger skin of the United States were still useful, Lin Ping naturally would not be willing to discard them, but if there was a danger of losing his life like this, then he could not be blamed.

At that moment, he already had a decision in his heart.

Consequently, Lin Ping nodded heavily and quite readily, "I am listening, please ask..."

Although he said so, his eyeballs turned imperceptibly.

"How many people did the CIA send over this time? What is the purpose?"

"I don't know. I only know that our batch consists of 27 people in total. Although most of them are here, the CIA still has several strongholds within China, and some have been placed in other locations. I don't know the specific locations; intelligence agencies also keep secrets internally to avoid leaks."

Lin Ping answered quickly, "As for why we were sent to China, it is because one of our Senior Agents suddenly went missing in Nandu a week ago, which caused a shock among our CIA high-level officials, so they sent us to investigate thoroughly!"

Although most of this answer was true, it was not entirely truthful.

Lin Ping was a smart person, and he was also carefully probing what the other party might know.

Unfortunately, Sun Cheng on the light screen remained expressionless, making it impossible to see any emotional fluctuations. After he finished speaking, he continued to ask: "The real purpose of that missing agent coming to Nandu..."

Seeming to notice Lin Ping's little thoughts, he immediately added another sentence, "Don't use ridiculous excuses like tourism to fob me off. You only have one life; there is no need to use it to test my patience..."

Lin Ping was choked to the point that his face looked somewhat ugly. He calmly glanced at Hanwei, who was like a projector in front of him, and suddenly saw several claw blades pop out from its front paws again, and it even scratched lightly on the marble-paved floor. He hurriedly changed his answer and said: "The agent who went missing in Nandu a week ago was investigating a mysterious woman named 'Ada Wong.' He went missing on the day he followed the other party to Nandu..."

Speaking to this point, he paused slightly, glanced at Sun Cheng calmly again, and then continued.

"The higher-ups suspect that 'Ada Wong' might have obtained some suspicious items from aliens on Nublar Island, which is why they sent us here!"

He asked more than a dozen questions in a row. Some received detailed answers from the other party, some were vague, and some were even fobbed off by the other party with the excuse of not knowing. However, Sun Cheng maintained an expressionless attitude throughout.

Until he felt that the other party's answers were becoming less and less substantial, he, located inside Base No. 1, raised his eyebrows slightly, "... Agent, it seems you are not an honest person. You used lies and evasions to dismiss the only chance I gave you. Since you didn't cherish it, then... Hanwei, send him on his way..."

As soon as the voice fell, the light screen in front of Sun Cheng disappeared after a flicker.

Soon, Xiao Wu, standing on his shoulder, moved slightly and immediately received a communication transmitted by Hanwei.

"Master, it is confirmed that all targets have been eliminated. Do you need me to control an Unmanned Reconnaissance Aircraft to drop a Missile here to clear the scene..."

"No need..."

Sun Cheng interrupted it very readily, "After confirming there are no omissions, you can come back..."

What a joke; this was the capital of a major Far East power. Even in a remote place in the suburbs, the sound of gunfire when Hanwei invaded had probably already alarmed nearby people, and the police were probably rushing over right now.

Moreover, the people who died were all agents sent into China by the CIA. With the intelligence-gathering capabilities of the Americans, if dozens of agents died in China all at once, they probably wouldn't be able to cover it up even if they wanted to.

His career in the real world had just started. Although he was not afraid, there was no need to look for trouble.

Therefore, Sun Cheng could only let the country under his feet take the blame for the anger of the CIA and the Americans first.

Anyway, he wouldn't let the country take the blame for nothing. What he was doing now had obvious benefits for the real world; all that was lacking was time.