Xiao San glanced at the man in black's face and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Liu and Xiao Ba. Let's go back to the building first." After saying that, Xiao San and his group walked towards the building. The man who had been captured had a cold smile on his face, but there was also a hint of depression in his smile.
He originally thought it was just ordinary security guards chasing after him, and planned to put on a show to buy himself some time before leaving. Who knew they were actually two experts, and far more skilled than him? But he had caught them, so his mission was accomplished. Now it was time for the real show.
Before they even got back to the building, a loud shout came over everyone's walkie-talkie: "Something terrible has happened! The company's R&D department has been ransacked, and all the equipment has been destroyed..." As soon as the voice came from the walkie-talkie, Xiao San immediately realized that he had been tricked. He slapped the man in black unconscious, ordered two ordinary security guards to take him back, and then led Xiao Liu, Xiao Ba, and Xiao Si, the four of them quickly ran towards the building.
When they arrived at the project's R&D department, all the machines inside were intact, and there was no sign of damage to the entire R&D department. However, the voice on the walkie-talkie said that the R&D department had been ransacked and all the machines had been destroyed. But how could they explain this situation?
"What's going on? What exactly is their goal?" A thought immediately popped into Xiao San's mind. There was only one reason why the mole was causing all this trouble: he had a clear goal, and all of this was done to cover up his real purpose. So what exactly was his goal?
Just as Xiao San and his three friends, along with a few security guards, were racking their brains in the R&D department, an alarm sounded at the other end of the building. The other side was the company's key technology breakthrough center. Everyone immediately left the R&D department, and after instructing one of the security guards to lock the door, Xiao San took the lead and rushed to the other side of the building, to the key technology breakthrough center.
The main gate was wide open, and a dozen security guards were patrolling back and forth. Xiao San felt a surge of anger when she saw the scene. These security guards didn't even have the most basic common sense about protecting the scene. Moreover, among so many people, there must be that big rat who had caused such a ruckus in the building tonight, and there might even be more than one.
Just as the mistress was getting angry, a security guard approached him. "There's no damage. All equipment and data are intact. We just don't know why the alarm went off." After saying that, the security guard turned and left. The thick iron gate of the key project breakthrough center, which had suffered no damage, closed again. The building, which had been in turmoil all night, returned to calm. Jiang Songbai and the old man in military uniform were sitting in a spacious office. In addition to the old man's eight bodyguards, there were Jiang Songbai's two foreign bodyguards, Miller and Lincoln, as well as a man in black sitting leisurely in the middle of the hall.
"Are you one of the Mole's men?" Jiang Songbai asked slowly, looking at the man in black who showed no fear whatsoever.
"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that you can call me Mons, an English name I chose myself. How about it? Isn't it cool?" The man in black jokingly gave a name that was hard to tell if it was real or not, looking at the people in the room with a playful expression. "You failed your mission this time. Have you thought about the consequences when you go back?" Jiang Songbai wasn't in a hurry. The man was already in his hands. He had plenty of time and ways to get him to talk. After speaking, he gestured for Miller to give the man who called himself Mons a cigarette and lit it for him himself.
"Failure? NO! NO! NO! The mission hasn't failed yet, it's only just begun." Mons, who looked somewhat like a mixed-race person with prominent facial features, took a deep drag on an unnamed cigarette, then shook his head smugly, exhaling a string of NOs. After speaking, he glanced at his watch, "Hmm, it should be about time."
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