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In an old-fashioned office, an old man is going berserk.

He waved his hands and his eyes widened, "You mean...... Xingling Group is involved in South Korea's nuclear power plant project as a supplier of means of production? Am I crazy, or are you kidding me? ”

"Mr. Dunst, it's true, it's my job. I vouch for 100% responsibility for my work, and if you must think that I am lying, the political and legal authorities will definitely take me away before you can go completely mad......" The short, blonde young man shook his head.

He pulled out picture after picture of his avatar from his briefcase.

Young people tried to change the subject: "Dr. Alden, Dr. Austington, Professor McFeely...... And this, the philanthropist Konar, may have joined the camp of the Star Spirit Group, in other words, they are already at risk of being rebelled. ”

"Say no more!" Dunst waved his hand, his razor-like beard standing up at the corners of his mouth, and his expressionless face could make people feel that he was angry.

"I'll tell you just one thing, hear it, and forget it: Konar is my man."

As soon as the words fell, Dunst turned and walked out of the office.

Young people are following suit.

Boom, the door was slammed shut, and the sign of "FBI Asia-Pacific Intelligence Section-Dunst" almost smashed on the young man's head.

"Is it worth the fire?" He muttered a little confused.

Dunst, of course, had to get angry.

For no apparent reason, a good long-term intelligence officer was lost, and the entire intelligence team disappeared, and there has been no news until now. As the person in charge, if he doesn't put on a posture of blaming himself, there will definitely be more bad voices to blame him.

Dunst was in the midst of saving his life, making the stupid gesture that many expected.

The main hall of the hotel.

"Mr. Dunst. Here's today's itinerary and have a great time on the West Coast. The waiter leaned over slightly and presented a folded coated paper to Dunst.

Dunst muttered, "Well done. ”

"The bill for the trip has been sent to your email."

"I love the way you do things." Dunce nodded his head, took out a $50 bill, shoved it into the waiter's neckline, and patted him on the shoulder with his big hand, slapping the poor thin fellow half a breath.

Some people say that Dunster is like a man from Russia, with a bear-like physique, and that's right.

Under the pretext of travel, he avoided most of the irrelevant eyes and went to a wilderness in the northern suburbs of Oakland, California. Although California is a relatively densely populated area in the United States, it is uninhabited.

Dunst drove his rented car down a three-meter-wide asphalt road.

For up to three hours, the number of vehicles in sight never exceeded one hand, which was enough to show the remoteness of the place. He pinched the walkie-talkie and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Konar is supposed to be dead, and our 'eyes' can't find any sign that he's still alive. The Korean branch is in almost the worst situation in 70 years. The enemy is those Chinese people, and I can't find evidence for the time being, but I believe that it can only be them, and it must be them. ”

Dunst's face became more and more gloomy, and his big hand squeezed the walkie-talkie.

He took a deep breath and said, "There has never been a foreigner who has been able to bargain in front of the United States." Not today, and not tomorrow. The secret of the Xingling Group's nuclear fusion project is bound to be obtained by us. Before they succumbed to the pressure of Huaguo and handed over the technical information, they got everything valuable. ”

"Not bad." A woman's hoarse voice came over the intercom. "Dunst, I understand your determination. But at this juncture, don't attract the attention of the Chinese. We had a very special situation where no one dared to act rashly without figuring out why, not even me. ”

Dunst stopped suddenly.

"Situation?"

"I can understand your doubts. That's why I'm telling you, come to the base in Area M and take a look for yourself, and after that you'll understand why we're so cautious. ”

"I'm at the coordinates you said, but this- except for trees and trees, and some damn old houses." Dunst stared at an abandoned vacation home, about the size of a fist in his field of vision.

"You're a tourist here, how can you do it without a vacation home?" The woman smiled.

Dunst frowned, he understood the meaning of the sentence.

Just find an open space and park your car, this place will hardly be cared for, and there will be no traffic cops who are tormented by the mission. He walked to the lodge with a slight movement of his nose and a clear smell of history.

It's the bitter taste of dust.

Pushing open the door, the furnishings in the room are quite neat, as if it was once inhabited. Dunst noticed some tiny special signs on the walls, followed them to the attic of the house, and finally stood next to a wall.

His watch vibrated slightly, and the walls slowly opened to the sides, revealing an old-fashioned elevator.

With Dunst's eyesight, he knew that the moment he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button, he would go through multiple authentication such as iris, fingerprints, gait, etc., and if something went wrong, the best situation that awaited him was a stun gun that was enough to cause a stun.

button pressed.

Bang Dang...

Bang Dang...

The old-fashioned elevator wobbles and falls quickly.

Dunst stared at his right-handed watch, using high-precision positioning to confirm his spatial translation distance. "It's not vertical, it's probably off...... 3 km? ”

The elevator went faster than he expected.

Two minutes later, the elevator stopped, and the iron door slowly opened, revealing several tall men in full armor. Several AR15s cautiously aimed at Dunst, and slowly panned as he walked.

"Please go through security." The man in charge said.

Dunstable raised his hands, very cooperative with their work. After the security check, he changed into a white uniform that had been prepared here in the disinfection room, and he met the woman on the intercom.

Inez Aveline, director of the Sector M Underground Base.

She is a middle-aged woman with deep-set eyes and a hooked nose, and she is short in stature, but she looks very difficult to provoke.

Aveline's laughter was like sawdust from a tree.

"Dunst, the FBI's most outstanding secret service leader, I am very honored to be able to see you in this dark underground prison!"

Dunst looked down at her and said coldly, "Where is the information I want?" I need to know everything about the Star Spirit Group. ”

"Hehehe, being anxious is like bending a spoon, what I'm going to tell you has nothing to do with the Star Spirit Group......" Aveline paused, grinning weirdly. It's Shennongjia. ”

"They found a big baby, a real baby."