"Chief, gravity image sensors No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 in the compound showed an anomaly half a minute ago. We highly suspect that an invisible object has intruded!"
"Oh no! Sensor number 12 at the main entrance of the building, as well as the laser scanner, are both malfunctioning..."
"An invisible object is moving rapidly, triggering the emergency alarm on the 3rd floor... Oh no! It's on the 5th floor!"
"Oh no! The sensor at the elevator entrance on the 9th floor has been triggered! Quick!!! Immediately close the security door to the director's office!"
......
On the red internal communicator on Garen's desk, the anxious voice of the head of the technical department, Kuka, rang out.
The large director's office had a heavy alloy door that was closing.
Noisy footsteps and shouts could be heard in the corridor on the 9th floor.
More CIA agents and armed guards are on their way.
Garen raised his bloodshot eyes and glanced helplessly at the door.
On his gloomy old face, the left corner of his mouth twitched a few times:
"It's too late..."
The alloy door closed as soon as he finished speaking.
The footsteps outside the door gradually stopped, indicating that several teams of agents and guards had all arrived at their posts.
The window behind him uses the world's most advanced bulletproof glass.
Garen closed his eyes slightly and began to take deep breaths.
Through his blurry vision, he seemed to see a figure.
Yes, that was a man!
Black hair, black suit, and a tall, upright figure.
The office was quiet.
Garen could only hear his own slow, heavy breathing.
After a while, he finally couldn't withstand this invisible pressure and suddenly opened his eyes wide:
"You are... Mr. Lin? Lin Dong?"
Three meters in front of me stood a young man in a black suit with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority.
A faint smile graced his exceptionally handsome face.
This was the first time Garen had been so close to Lin Dong, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.
"Director Galen, we finally meet." Lin Dong's smile widened.
Garen stood up from his executive chair, thought for a moment, and then sat down again: "Mr. Lin, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Oh? Chief Galen has so little confidence in his arrangements? Did he guess I wasn't dead?"
Lin Dong sat down on the sofa next to him as he spoke:
Do you have coffee? I'd like a cup.
Being humiliated in front of others caused Garen immense pain and distress.
But faced with Lin Dong's aura, he couldn't help but stand up again, walk unsteadily to the coffee pot, and personally brew a cup of black coffee.
"No need to add sugar, I don't like it too sweet."
Garen had intended to add two sugar cubes, but upon hearing this, he awkwardly put the sugar down.
A steaming cup of black coffee was carefully placed in front of Lin Dong.
"Thanks!"
Lin Dong reached out and took it, then sipped it while it was still hot:
"Hmm, not bad. Director Garen, how about a drink?"
Garen sat down on the sofa opposite Lin Dong, shook his head and said, "I've already had my drink, Mr. Lin, please make yourself at home."
Lin Dong smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and took another sip.
It tastes bitter at first, but leaves a lingering, delightful aftertaste...
"Director Galen, you just said you've been waiting for me for a long time, were you telling the truth?"
"Yes, I know that Moab's tricks are no match for Mr. Lin."
"Oh? Then why did you go to all this trouble, Director?"
"Because... I'm not reconciled!"
"Huh? You managed to kill me twice with nuclear weapons? What's wrong with your brains, you white people? Haven't you paid enough price for this?"
"I know the price has been too high, too many people have died, sigh..."
Garen sighed dejectedly, his back slumped, as if most of his energy had been drained away in an instant.
“Mr. Lin, we are old rivals. Although we have never met before, I truly admire you from the bottom of my heart.”
"This war between us could have been avoided..."
Lin Dong shook his head and interrupted him: "Director, you are wrong. A war between us is inevitable."
"This is a struggle over positions and interests, which you cannot control, and neither can your president."
"I'm here today for only two things."
Garen looked even more dejected: "Mr. Lin, please speak."
"The first thing is to settle our accounts."
“I understand that the accounts need to be settled, but I also have a request.”
"you say."
"I beg Mr. Lin, could you please kill fewer people? Leave more strength for the United States?"
"Sure, but only if you get your president out of Cheyenne Mountain and surrender to me in person."
"This... I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I don't have that ability."
Garen's face turned pale and then red, a mixture of grief and helplessness.
When did the once mighty United States become so bullied?
“Since the director can’t make the decision, let’s drop this condition and move on to the second matter.”
Ignoring Garen's changing expression, Lin Dong continued speaking.
"Mr. Lin, please speak plainly."
"It's very simple. You've worked in the CIA for so many years, you must know a lot. You probably also know the hiding places of the three leaders of the Glorious Society, right?"
"What?! You...you want to take down the Glorious Society?!?"
The immense terror startled Garen, causing him to spring up from the sofa.
"Lin Dong... Mr. Lin, do you know what you're saying?"
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