Successfully combined
"As for me, I need to get back to Song Yize as soon as possible."
"Why are you in such a hurry to go back? You finally got out."
There was a clear hint of sarcasm in the man's words.
Fan Siwen glared at him, "You don't treat me well here, so why wouldn't I go back? Besides..."
"What else are you saying?" The elder had clearly caught the loophole in the boy's unspoken words.
"Besides, I miss them."
The boy's attitude remained unchanged.
"Tell me the truth, I might be able to help you in a pinch." After saying that, he added, "You've seen my abilities too."
Fan Siwen was seriously considering the few words the person in front of him blurted out.
If I tell him the truth, how much benefit will it bring me later?
How effective can he be if he fights alone?
After weighing the pros and cons, the boy made his final decision.
"If, and I mean if, I told you the truth, how much help would you give me to succeed?"
The elder pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "As you can see, I can mobilize the entire nation's resources."
Upon hearing this, Fan Siwen's little head burst into laughter.
It's no wonder that Heaven is helping him.
In a game, this would be considered a top-tier resource pack.
The boy coughed and cleared his throat. "Well, since you're so sincere, I'll tell you a few details. Of course, I can't reveal everything to you, in case you try to ambush me from behind."
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhongqian couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Not bad, this kid knows to hold back a trick up his sleeve.
He kept his eyes on the boy while listening attentively to what the boy would say next.
"Actually, what I know isn't all about specific people. For example, the reason I want to go back to Song Yize's side now is because I know there's an undercover agent in his group who could harm the entire group. But I don't know exactly who that person is. I only know that something very important happened later and it's related to him. So, at this time, I must go back to Song Yize's side."
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhongqian's eyes became noticeably deeper than before.
He knew the enemy's reach was far-reaching, but he never expected that the enemy had already extended their reach to him.
If that's the case, then all the data from their projects has probably already been leaked.
However, he has not heard a word of it from the outside world so far. Either the enemy is rushing to meet the deadline, or this data may still be in the hands of the undercover agent and has not been passed on to the outside world.
If that's the case, that's best; if not, then he needs to be prepared for both possibilities.
As things stand, they haven't completely failed yet. Song Yize has already sent back the progress, and they are only one step away from success.
Even if other countries obtain the specific data, they can still take the lead in putting human migration plans on the agenda, thus becoming a leading country that can gain the respect and trust of the whole world.
Of course, if they cannot, then all their voices will be stripped away, and from then on, all possibilities for the future survival of humanity will be out of their control.
Any entanglements between other countries and extraterrestrial civilizations could potentially affect Country Z and lead to the destruction of humanity.
Thinking of this, Huang Zhongqian looked up into the boy's eyes and promised, "I will arrange for you to go back, but before you go back, you must cooperate with me in performing a play."
Fan Siwen remained silent. She was about to become an actress, and she was both surprised and delighted.
"Is Fan Siwen's plane all folded?" Xiao Zhang asked, seeing that Fan Siwen wasn't in the control room, and went to Huang Zhongqian's office.
"You've come at the right time. I have something for you to handle."
Seeing that the person was still tirelessly organizing documents, Xiao Zhang waited at the door.
"Fan Siwen's airplane was folded perfectly."
"So, you're planning to send him back?"
“The person will be delivered, but not now. Oh, and you should prepare a listening device and have someone secretly install it on his phone.”
"Then what reason should we give to send him back?"
“I had already thought it through beforehand. I said that he would make amends for his mistakes, but before that, I would let people see his faults.”
"Won't we be watched if we go back now?"
"Give the order to them to fly around other bases, fly around once, and then land."
"Yes," Xiao Zhang replied.
Huang Zhongqian handed him the data he had just compiled, saying, "Send out this fake data."
Looking at the thick stack of papers in his hand, Xiao Zhang stared in surprise at the person in front of him, "You're planning to..."
"Let the wolf into the house, stir up the grass to alert the snake, and then catch them all in one fell swoop."
A message, from an unknown source, led to the leak of a document, which was obtained by chance by someone.
The next day, the secret documents were auctioned off in Country L, and the price had skyrocketed.
According to sources, this document was written by Professor Song Yize, but the professor's exact whereabouts remain unknown.
On the third day, the confidential information was intercepted online. An investigation revealed that the information had been maliciously leaked by someone through Fan Siwen. However, because Fan Siwen had made a timely intervention, his merits and demerits canceled each other out, and he was taken back by the police for further investigation.
Cyber police investigated and apprehended a group of individuals, both domestic and foreign, who were attempting to illegally photograph and steal data. Among them were several senior public officials who were taken away for investigation in accordance with the law.
As they saw their numbers dwindling, some people became restless.
They desperately wanted to close the net immediately. However, they couldn't contact their contacts.
In a fit of anger, he overturned the table in front of him.
On the fourth day after the incident, news of Song Yize's treason spread across the internet, and rumors circulated that his research results had leaked to foreign countries.
Now, even if Song Yize is in someone else's hands, when he returns, he will be a useless pawn, unable to stir up any trouble anymore.
When the news reached Huang Zhongqian's ears, his face darkened, and he looked out the window with no expression on his face.
He's essentially holding a face-up card, a card that everyone already knows is a discard card that can no longer be used.
Sometimes, the battlefield is like a game of chess, where you capture one of my pieces and I bite one of yours.
The outcome isn't about who has more pieces left, but about who has the most pieces left and the highest chance of winning.
In this game, Huang Zhong's horse was traded for a few soldiers, and that horse happened to be protecting the commander.
Next, he will no longer focus on eliminating the enemy's pawns, but will instead head straight for the veteran.
Both sides had already crossed the moat, and the troops that had penetrated deep into the enemy's territory were already well-positioned. The die was cast, and the next step was to wait for the opportune moment.
The next day, the plane flew over several major airports, and the passengers pressed their faces against the windows to watch the scenery. They watched for more than ten hours straight.
This flight of more than ten hours was not only observed by Huang Zhongqian's men, but also monitored by a small drone throughout.
It was already past midnight when Fan Siwen got off the plane. She had been dozing off for what felt like the last few minutes when she was suddenly woken up. She was yawning and feeling sleepy when she saw the familiar scene in front of her. She rubbed her eyes and suddenly felt wide awake again.
After getting off the plane, we struggled through the sandstorm and headed straight for the base camp.
If he was lost in this sandy area before, now if you put him a hundred meters away, his eyes can automatically turn into a navigation system, and he can guess which way to go with a high degree of accuracy.
By avoiding many unnecessary detours, we arrived much faster.
After Fan Siwen entered the room, she quietly went to her old bedside, where Song Yize was snoring softly.
Fan Siwen leaned closer to take a look, and the man suddenly opened his eyes, startling him so much that he plopped down on his bed.
Seeing that the man was about to shout, Fan Siwen quickly stepped forward and covered his mouth.
"It's me, I'm back."
Upon seeing the familiar face, Mo Yang instantly snapped to attention, his eyes darting around before he looked at the hands covering his mouth.
Fan Siwen immediately understood and took it down. She then gestured for him to speak quietly.
"Why are you back?" Mo Yang ran his hand along the corners of his mouth, and then, as if that wasn't enough, he ran his hand along his cheek as well.
"I missed you." Seeing Song Yize's actions, Fan Siwen also rubbed her hands together and patted herself a few times.
Mo Yang's two eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, making him look just like a character from a certain anime.
"Be serious."
Mo Yang raised the intensity of his voice.
"Yes, I miss you, and I have a lot to tell you."
This person, the placement of the omitted part doesn't sound quite right. The subject is there, but where did they learn this sentence reduction technique?
"I saw the note you wrote." Mo Yang ignored his nonsensical way of speaking and continued talking to himself.
"You saw the picture I mentioned about the undercover agent? Did you find the agent?"
"An undercover agent? You told me I had an undercover agent?"
Well, all that was for nothing. Looks like he didn't see it.
"You describe your future self, and this is what I see."
?
This time, it was Fan Siwen's turn to have a headache.
Did he write this? I don't recall.
Oh, I think I did write that. I think I used it for practice, but this isn't the one he posted.
Could it be that he put it in the wrong place?
Count the birds, count the birds.
"You found out?"
"Didn't you tell me that?"
Okay, well done. So all that talk between the two of them was for nothing.
Fan Siwen scratched her head, lowered her head and smiled, looking embarrassed. "I don't know what you think, but I think we're quite alike."
Mo Yang was completely confused. They were the same person; what was there to be similar about them?
“I don’t think it’s like that at all,” Mo Yang said deliberately.
"You..." I just can't talk to him at all; we start arguing right away.
"Okay, let's get down to business. Your family asked me to take care of you."
"It's that simple?"
"That's it, that's all."
"Didn't he say when he's coming?" Mo Yang asked, voicing his innermost thoughts.
"You can stay here by yourself, why do you have to bring him too? Isn't that selfish?"
Mo Yang fell silent.
If it were Fan Siwen, he would definitely want to fly over there in a rocket the moment he could.
After a brief silence, Fan Siwen broke the silence.
"You've lied to me for so long, how are you going to make it up to me?"
"I can lie to you for even longer, so why are you asking me for compensation?"
"Damn Mo Yang."
"What did you say?" Mo Yang didn't react much when he heard the previous words, but when he heard the last sentence, he was completely stunned.
"Hey Mo Yang, aren't you Mo Yang? Oh, looks like there's still a bit of a difference. Just thinking about how that kid will grow up to be like you makes me want to laugh."
"Don't tell him."
“Why can’t we tell him?” Fan Siwen said quickly, her reaction swift and decisive.
"Just don't tell anyone, that's all." Mo Yang had no intention of explaining to him.
"Oh, I won't."
Fan Siwen's quirky temper is impossible to hide.
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