Chapter 209 The End of the Eagle's Nest
Three days later, the night in Beijing was as dark as ink.
The factory manager's office at Haitang Technology was as bright as day. The air was thick with an intense, almost oppressive, tension, a mixture of nicotine and caffeine.
Jiang Fan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at a world map on the wall and the calendar hanging beside it. Today's date was circled in a glaring red circle on the calendar. On the table in front of him lay a pile of draft paper covered in complex formulas, each sheet recording the heartbeat of a vengeful soul.
He hasn't slept much for three days.
“Based on the transport time of their secret route, plus equipment debugging and raw material preparation, the error will not exceed twelve hours.” Jiang Fan pointed to a green area in South America on the map. “They should be… about to begin.”
Bai Shu sat opposite him, her expression calm. She refilled Jiang Fan's empty teacup with hot water. The rising steam could not melt the icy coldness in the man's eyes.
Are you sure?
"Physics and chemistry don't lie." Jiang Fan's lips curled into a sinister smile.
“I give them a custom formula, every step is real, and it produces a semi-finished product with preliminary activity. But the last step, when they mix catalyst A and B in a special high-speed centrifuge... that's the moment to ignite the fuse.”
He raised his hand, his five fingers clenched tightly, making a gripping motion.
"Chain fission. A physics trick hidden in a chemical formula. They will get what they want, a grand fireworks display."
In those genius eyes burned a fanatical and mad flame. He had risked everything for this moment.
Bai Shu didn't ask any more questions. She trusted Jiang Fan.
She believed that someone who had lost everything to the "Eagle's Nest" would be more meticulous than anyone else when it came to revenge.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Earth.
South America, deep in the Amazon rainforest.
Inside a massive underground base disguised as a natural mountain, bright lights illuminated the area, creating a primitive and isolated world separate from the outside. This was one of the most important biochemical experimental bases of "Eagle's Nest."
Hundreds of top scientists and heavily armed security personnel work together to protect the organization's future.
At this moment, the atmosphere inside the base's core laboratory was extremely enthusiastic.
The "tailor," using the alias Andrew Liu, was leisurely leaning against the bulletproof glass of the observation room, a glass of red wine in hand, admiring the bustling scene inside. His face betrayed undisguised smugness.
“Mr. Andrew, you are truly a genius of the organization! This formula is perfect!” The base leader, a blond-haired, blue-eyed German scientist named Hank, was flushed and excitedly rubbing his hands together.
"Did you see that? The cell regeneration rate is 30 percent higher than we predicted! This is simply a miracle!"
The "tailor" swirled the red liquid in his glass and smiled dismissively.
"That woman named Bai Shu has a business mind, but she doesn't understand the principle that 'a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.' Does she think she can protect this enormous wealth with the protection of those old guys in Beijing? She's too young and too naive."
He took a sip of his drink, savoring the taste of victory.
He could already imagine the exalted status he would attain once the organization fully mastered the production technology of "Bone-Healing Plaster." Money, power, women—he would have it all.
And that self-righteous Bai Shu was nothing more than a foolish yet beautiful footnote in his record of achievements.
“Dr. Hank, let’s begin the final step.” The “Tailor” put down his wine glass and gave the order. “I can’t wait to see the true ‘miracle’ born.”
"Yes, sir!"
Dr. Hank turned around excitedly and issued instructions through the internal communication system.
"Group A, inject catalyst A!"
"Group B, inject catalyst B!"
"Start the centrifuge, set the power to 100%!"
Inside the laboratory, two giant robotic arms precisely inject two different colored liquids into the huge spherical reactor in the center.
"Buzz—"
The centrifuge began to spin, emitting a low, steady hum.
Inside the observation room, everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to the data stream on the main screen.
The green data bar is steadily climbing, and everything is exactly as predicted.
Success is within reach!
Dr. Hank's face was beaming with ecstatic joy, and the "tailor" couldn't help but take two steps forward, placing his hand on the glass.
However, just as the data bar was about to reach its peak!
"Buzz—"
The steady rumble suddenly turned into a teeth-grinding shriek!
On the main screen, all the green data streams instantly turned red, and rows of incomprehensible gibberish frantically flooded the screen.
"Warning! Warning! The pressure in the reactor is abnormal! It exceeds the critical value by 1000%!"
"The reaction is out of control! It cannot be stopped!"
"What's going on?!" Dr. Hank's smile froze on his face, and he roared in terror, "Quick! Stop the reaction!"
"It won't stop! Doctor! Our controls are locked!"
The smugness on the "tailor's" face vanished instantly, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
We've fallen for their trap!
That was the only thought left in his mind.
But it was all too late.
The shrieking sound stopped abruptly.
The whole world was plunged into a deathly silence of pure white.
The next second.
Boom!
A blazing fireball, comparable to a miniature sun, suddenly expanded from the depths of the jungle, its terrifying energy instantly vaporizing the entire mountain and the underground "Eden" base.
The towering flames dyed half the night sky red, and a huge mushroom cloud rolled and rose. The powerful shockwave leveled all the primeval forests within a radius of tens of kilometers with overwhelming force.
Countless birds and beasts were reduced to ashes before they could even utter a mournful cry.
The "Eagle's Nest" organization, its most advanced biochemical base since its inception, along with hundreds of experts and the ace agent "The Tailor," were completely wiped off the face of the earth at this moment.
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Beijing, Haitang Technology.
The encrypted military phone in the office suddenly rang.
Qin Zheng grabbed the microphone, and after listening for less than ten seconds, a barely perceptible twitch appeared on his perpetually icy face.
He put down the phone, turned around, and reported to Bai Shu and Jiang Fan in a deep voice.
"Boss, Comrade Jiang Fan."
"Just received a message. A strong earthquake and a high-intensity heat source signal have been detected in the Amazon basin of South America at coordinates XXX.XXX. The intensity is equivalent to that of a heavy aerial bomb."
"The biological warfare base is gone."
The office was deathly silent.
Jiang Fan's body, which was as tense as a stone, trembled violently when he heard the words "gone".
He slowly, very slowly, sat back down in his chair, his whole body limp as if all his bones had been removed.
He opened his mouth, wanting to laugh and cry at the same time, his face contorted in a horrifying way.
Finally, he raised his hands and covered his face.
After ten years of suppressed hatred, the deep-seated grudge finally found an outlet at this moment.
"Ugh...uh..."
A low, painful sob escaped from between his fingers. This unruly, unyielding genius was now crying like a lost child.
Those weren't tears of sadness.
It was the strong liquor of revenge, scalding and spicy, burning his soul while also washing away his years of pain.
Dad, Mom, Xiaofeng...
Did you see that?
Bai Shu watched him quietly, without making a sound to disturb him. She walked to Jiang Fan's side, raised her hand, and patted his shoulder heavily.
Some wounds need to be mourned with tears.
Some hatreds must be repaid with blood.
After a long while, Jiang Fan's sobs gradually subsided. He raised his head, and his eyes, washed by tears, shone with an astonishing brightness.
"Boss, thank you." His voice was hoarse, but extremely solemn.
"This is what you deserve," Bai Shu said calmly.
She walked to the window and gazed at the distant night sky.
An explosion destroyed one of Eagle's Nest's henchmen. But she knew all too well that the real serpent lurked in the deeper darkness.
She picked up the yellowed manila envelope that Old Chen had given her from the table.
A top-tier bio-crime organization.
A team of top scientists who mysteriously disappeared in Northwest China twenty years ago.
Is it really just a coincidence between these two things?
The office door was gently pushed open, and Lu Jingyan's tall figure walked in. He didn't disturb anyone, but silently stood beside Su Wantang, using his body heat to dispel the chill around her.
Su Wantang turned around and saw the concern in his eyes, which eased her tense nerves slightly. When it was just the two of them, she was no longer the decisive "Bai Shu," but Su Wantang who could let down her guard.
“Jingyan,” she said softly, her voice tinged with weariness, “this base at ‘Eagle’s Nest’ is just the beginning.”
She waved the file folder in her hand.
“The bomb, the ‘tailor,’ this laboratory, and this twenty-year-old cold case… I always feel that all the clues eventually point to the same place.”
Her gaze fell on the vast land in the northwest corner of the map on the wall.
"Perhaps we should take a trip to the Northwest."
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