eurekapd Chapter 112 Target: Military Research Institute No. 3
Chapter 112 Target: Military Research Institute No. 3
Qiao Yusheng: "Of course! I didn't have time to walk it before, and it started whining after not seeing its cronies for a few days."
"Let me tell you, raising a dog isn't just about making it fat and strong; we also need to pay attention to its mental health. Dogs can get depressed too. And its fur is very important. Just as people rely on clothes, dogs rely on their coats..."
Jiang Lin was surprised that after not seeing 17 for a year, this guy actually came to exchange dog-raising tips with him.
Is this still the same hypnotist who can make people commit suicide with just a blink of an eye?
"Speaking of which, is your dog still obedient?" Qiao Yusheng thought back for a moment; it had been three years since he last saw Ji Xingyi. "If it's not obedient, I'll fix it up for you again."
Jiang Lin turned her gaze, raised her hand to push away the elbow of the man leaning on her shoulder, and said coldly, "He's not a dog."
Qiao Yusheng nearly fell to the ground, turning to look at Jiang Lin with utter shock. For the past ten years, he had always referred to Ji Xingyi as their pet, and Jiang Lin had never objected.
It's different now!
"It seems Linlin really likes that little pet!" Qiao Yusheng's gaze towards Jiang Lin gradually shifted from shock to overflowing smile: "Oh right, not a little pet~ I misspoke!"
"Stop being sarcastic in front of me." Jiang Lin sneered, "Even your dog has friends now. How long have you been in Hangzhou?"
"It's only been two months," Qiao Yusheng glanced at Jiang Lin's expression and corrected himself, "I misremembered, it's a little over half a year..."
Jiang Lin could tell at a glance that 17 was still up to no good, but he was too lazy to argue: "Where have you gotten to the details of Mia's mission in Hangzhou?"
The organization's missions are all assigned to individuals. Jiang Lin could have directly questioned Mia, but that would have given Mia a reason to implicate him. Therefore, Jiang Lin only accepted the sapphire necklace, without inquiring about the specific mission details, and privately had 17 investigate the matter.
"Who am I? No one can keep a secret from me!" Qiao Yusheng laughed and spread his arms wide. "From the old to the young, who hasn't fallen for my personal charm?"
"Enough with the nonsense!" Jiang Lin rolled her eyes. Ever since she met this guy, he'd been chattering nonstop. No one was more narcissistic than him, and no one who could chatter was more narcissistic than him. He was already thirty, yet he still had room for improvement. She was truly impressed.
“I not only figured out her mission, I even got her plan!” Qiao Yusheng took out his phone, pressed a few buttons, and handed it to Jiang Lin.
"On the night of November 1st, they planted a bomb on the 86th floor of Yuejiang Times. The explosion was actually to cover up their bombing of the vault on the fifth basement level. They stole a diamond necklace worth 70 million from the private vault of Zhuoyue Security."
"It's the one I gave you!" Qiao Yusheng shook his head and sighed, "Speaking of which, Mia blew up the vault, and she didn't even send me anything. Sigh, how heartless..."
"What do they want?" Jiang Lin cut off Qiao Yusheng's nonsense, knowing that Mia's small savings account was not her target.
"Do you know that new guy, number 23?" Qiao Yusheng's expression became excited as he spoke: "This guy is good at disguise, and he also knows how to shrink his bones. I heard he can even transform into a woman. I still haven't seen his real face."
Jiang Lin smiled: "The important point."
"No fun." Qiao Yusheng pursed his lips, swiped a couple of times on his phone, and a photo of an ID card appeared.
If Ji Xingyi were here, he would be surprised to learn that he had met the person in the photo once before.
It is Li Yu from ST International Security Company.
“A month ago, Si Feng killed Li Yu abroad, impersonated him, and returned to China to contact Wang Yaojun, the vice chairman of Mingyao Real Estate. Their plan to blow up the Zhuoyue vault was to take the opportunity to replace Zhuoyue with ST International Security and become the private security body of Wang Yaoguo, the chairman of Mingyao Real Estate.”
"Does Wang Yaoguo need to go through such a long and complicated process?" Jiang Lin said with a disdainful look in his eyes.
Jiang Lin wouldn't even be interested in Mingyao Real Estate's meager assets, let alone the organization.
"That brings us to Wang Yaoguo's second son, Wang Xu. He's far more capable than his father!" Qiao Yusheng swiped his phone screen again, revealing Wang Xu's profile.
Aside from a photo, there was only one line of text.
Age 39, unmarried, affiliated with the Third Military Secret Research Institute of China, a core research member.
"Third military?" Jiang Lin's eyes flickered slightly. "Rockets or missiles?"
Qiao Yusheng did not answer directly, but continued to explain Mia and Sifeng's plan: "This Wang Xu has been in the Northwest Base of China for 15 years without going home. The research institute recently gave him two days off so that he could come back and see his parents."
"Wang Xu will be escorted by personnel from the China National Security Bureau throughout the journey. The plane will arrive in Hangzhou at 2 PM tomorrow, November 4th. Wang Xu will stay overnight and then take an afternoon flight back to the Northwest Research Base the following day."
"Given the way the Chinese National Security Bureau operates, they won't let their protected individuals out of their sight for too long. I reckon Si Feng only had about twenty or thirty minutes to switch them out."
Mia's ultimate plan was to have Sifeng replace Wang Xu and return to the Northwest Base to steal research data!
"Heh, to have achieved this much, it seems you've already infiltrated the Northwest China base," Jiang Lin said meaningfully.
Wang Xu's level of secrecy was unmatched by Li Yu, an overseas Chinese.
Killing someone is easy, but replacing someone under strict surveillance and secrecy is extremely difficult.
The movements, eating habits, and voice must all be highly similar to the person's to avoid arousing suspicion. In addition, fingerprints, hair, blood, and other information need to be collected in advance and then transmitted.
Furthermore, Si Feng killed Li Yu a month ago, which means that Mia's plan had already begun, and she even knew exactly when Wang Xu would return.
“That’s just the outer perimeter. China is the most difficult country in the world to conquer! But that’s none of our business. How about we go get a cup of coffee?” Qiao Yusheng laughed carefree.
Jiang Lin's eyes were deep and unfathomable: "I remember, the organization never participates in military struggles. What would they need those weapons research data for?"
Qiao Yusheng didn't want to say it, but when he met Jiang Lin's gaze, he had no choice but to explain helplessly: "It's not that what I want is beyond its value, so it's just bartering."
Jiang Lin: "Change what?"
Qiao Yusheng scratched his head, his eyes flickering: "Um, it's the human genetic code of a certain country, and then that country gave up an Antarctic research base to the organization."
Due to its unique geographical location, Antarctica is only permitted to be established by countries according to international regulations. To date, China has only five research bases in Antarctica.
A certain country cedes one of its Antarctic research stations to an organization. To the outside world, it remains the organization's Antarctic research station, but all the personnel inside will be replaced by the organization to conduct secret research within the organization.
This stakes are already quite high; add in the genetic code of an entire nation, and it becomes truly astonishing.
No country in the world is willing to publicly release all of its funding maps; what is available on the market are only small-scale maps or data after removing important sequences.
Obtaining the genetic code of an entire nation could enable the development of biological weapons targeting specific races. Its value far exceeds that of an Antarctic research station.
“So,” Jiang Lin leaned back in his chair, staring at Qiao Yusheng, “it’s an intercontinental ballistic missile, a nuclear weapon?”