noffsinger Chapter 117 The Storm Is Brewing
Chapter 117 The Storm Is Brewing
Jiang Lin's gaze darkened, and he reached for the familiar fountain pen, smiling at Si Feng: "You really put your heart into this!"
Si Feng: "Regarding the matter of No. 81, I hope you can forgive my petty offense! This mission in China is of great importance, and those above are watching closely. I don't think you can bear the punishment for the failure of this mission, can you?"
The man's smile was dangerous, implying to Jiang Lin that their feud was over.
The undercurrent in Jiang Lin's eyes sank like a whirlpool, but the smile on his face was as bright as a raging wind: "Then I thank you very much for your gift!"
Si Feng left satisfied.
Jiang Lin turned around and closed the door. With a crisp snap, the pen in his hand was broken in half with his bare hands.
Office of Qiao Yusheng, attending physician of the Department of Psychology, Hangzhou Wode International Hospital.
The man received Jiang Lin's call and grinned slyly, "Hey, Linlin, what's got you thinking about me again? Want to invite your brother to dinner? I know a new Western restaurant that's pretty good, how about we..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice on the phone.
"Send me all the information you found."
Qiao Yusheng's pupils contracted sharply, and he instantly stopped sitting up: "What information?"
Jiang Lin: "All plans regarding the Third Military Research Institute."
Qiao Yusheng's voice instantly turned serious: "What are you trying to do?"
Jiang Lin's cold laughter came through the phone: "What do you think?"
"Damn it!" Qiao Yusheng cursed the idiot No. 23 in his heart. He had clearly warned No. 81 by killing him. How long has it been? What stupid thing has he done now?
Qiao Yusheng said anxiously, "This deal is very important to the organization. Calm down! It's just number 23. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"
Opportunity? Jiang Lin sneered. Once Si Feng goes to the Southwest Base and comes out again, he'll be abroad. Who knows if he'll ever return to China? He'll have to go abroad to find him then, and Jiang Lin can't wait that long.
"Don't you like this country?" Jiang Lin softened his tone.
The leak of secret data on nuclear weapons not only renders the decades of hard work of tens of thousands of top talents in this country futile, but could also become a powerful weapon for enemy countries to attack China.
This is something that affects the fate of the nation.
Jiang Lin: "China's rise over the past half-century has been too rapid. Besides the things they're trading for, they're also trying to weaken China's power by accepting this deal."
"If this mission succeeds, what about the next one?"
"Don't you know exactly what methods they'll use once you're marked as an enemy of the new world?"
Infiltration, spiritual pollution, virus, war... Qiao Yusheng's breath hitched.
Jiang Lin: "I want the life of Number 23, and the ending is the one you like. Isn't that good?"
"No way!" Qiao Yusheng gritted his teeth, and the next second he said something shocking: "I have to participate too! If you get caught, I won't be able to escape either!"
Zhang Hui drove at breakneck speed almost the entire way back to the villa from the company. He didn't know why Ji Xingyi was in such a hurry, but since his boss had given the order, he could only drive cautiously at breakneck speed.
Ji Xing rushed into the villa in a panic and saw the young man curled up on the sofa, covered with a blanket and already asleep.
Ji Xing didn't even take off his shoes. He stepped onto the carpet, bent down, grabbed Jiang Lin's slender fingers, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the nails had been trimmed and rounded.
Jiang Lin's fingernails in the video were quite long, especially her little finger, which was clearly not Jiang Lin's usual habit. Having had experience with the Death Dungeon, Ji Xingyi became suspicious of her identity, which is why she rushed back in a hurry.
Jiang Lin opened her eyes and felt the warmth emanating from Ji Xingyi. Oblivious to everyone else, she grabbed the man's hand and rubbed her cheek against it: "I'm hungry."
Zhang Hui parked his car and slowly walked in, asking casually, "Linlin, when you came to the company, did you see Xingyi's pen in the office?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin instantly guessed what Si Feng had done and calmly replied, "I took it, so what?"
"It's alright then, we just looked for it for ages and couldn't find it. What do you want to eat tonight?" Zhang Hui walked into the kitchen on his own, not noticing the change in Ji Xingyi's expression.
Ji Xingyi frowned. He was certain that the person in the surveillance video was not Jiang Lin, but why would Jiang Lin admit that he took the pen?
Moreover, this person's disguise skills were so good that even Zhang Hui didn't notice anything wrong with them. How amazing must they be?
Such a skilled person, just to steal a pen?
What can you do by stealing a pen?
Ji Xingyi wasn't that stupid; he immediately connected the dots to himself.
So, was that mysterious person using him to threaten Jiang Lin?
"What's wrong?" Jiang Lin noticed the man's grim expression and knew in her heart that something was wrong.
"It's alright, I'll go change my clothes first." Ji Xingyi smiled again, got up, changed her shoes, and went upstairs.
After disappearing from Jiang Lin's sight, Ji Xingyi's expression turned even more grim. Her mind a blur as she walked up the stairs, her hand barely touching the doorknob when she suddenly stopped, turning around to see a decorative painting now displayed in the previously empty corridor.
He remembered that the painting used to hang in the study, so how did it suddenly get moved here?
And the position it was hung in was a bit too high.
Moved by the sight, Ji Xingyi stepped forward and took down the decorative painting. He saw a very deep hole in the white wall, as if something sharp had pierced it, and a horizontal scratch extending to the left, ruining the originally smooth plaster paint.
Such a strong force doesn't seem like an accidental bump.
Has anyone been here? Did they fight? With Jiang Lin?
Ji Xingyi's shoulders trembled slightly as she forced herself to hang the decorative painting back before her emotions could erupt. Then she immediately went into the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on all the water valves.
Amidst the clamor of flowing water, Ji Xingyi could no longer control his emotions and began punching the wall repeatedly.
He orchestrated a massive explosion to rob the vault and even impersonated Jiang Lin to infiltrate his company undetected.
Who are these people?
terrorist?
A professional assassin?
What is the new world?
What exactly is Jiang Lin facing?
The mystery in her mind filled Ji Xingyi's face with anger and heartache.
Is this why Jiang Lin never told him?
Was it because he was afraid of him being in danger? Was Jiang Lin worried about his safety?
"Xingyi?" Jiang Lin's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Ji Xingyi immediately grabbed a towel and wiped away the bloodstains remaining on the wall: "I want to take a shower, Linlin, don't come in yet."
Jiang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't open the door. Instead, he leaned against the door and listened to the sound of running water inside. "I heard there's a nice new Western restaurant that's opened. I'd like to go."
After washing the towel, Ji Xingyi hung it back on the rack, turned the hot water to ice cold, and kept rinsing the bleeding wound on his fist. At the same time, he tried to keep his voice normal: "Okay, whatever you want to eat, we'll go eat it."
Jiang Lin looked out the window: "It looks like it's going to rain..."
As the sun sets in the west, leaves fall softly.
It's just like a poem: "The storm is brewing, and the wind fills the tower."