Chapter Twenty-Six: The Arrival of the Other Four Nations

"Chairman ......"

The secretary, who was standing outside the door of the conference room, saw Billy walking towards him with a hint of anxiety on her face.

"The director is already inside, but the director's face is a little ugly......"

"Oh? Yes......"

Billy raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise, this FBI bureau chief is very jumpy, he thinks he has eaten me?

"Alright, you go and do other work first, I'll go in and talk to him."

Waving his hand to get Miss Secretary out of here, Billy pushed open the door to the conference room, and when he walked in, the first thing he saw was a middle-aged man sitting in a chair, wearing a tawny suit and a gray tie around his neck, and his face was as impatient as Miss Secretary said.

"Oh~ You're finally here......" Seeing Billy pushing the door in, a gleam flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, put away the impatience on his face, got up from his seat casually, and said very politely: "First meeting, Mr. Billy, my name is John Wilson., and I am the director of the New York branch of the FBI." โ€

"Hello, Director John......" Billy nodded, walked to the chair opposite Director John, pulled out the chair and sat down: "May I ask you to come to my company today, is there anything you can do?" โ€

"Of course, Mr. Billy, I won't come to you for nothing." Director John also sat down: "Actually, I'm coming to you today for the new technology you announced at the press conference yesterday, called 'controlled nuclear fusion', right?" โ€

"The government is very interested in this technology, I wonder if Mr. Billy can give it up......" John pulled out a briefcase from under the table and dug out a file from inside: "Former Navy Ensign - Mr. Billy Cohen, the country needs this technology very much, so we hope you can make a small contribution to your country." โ€

Billy looked at the file with his own photo on it, and looked at himself on the photo, Billy's brow furrowed slightly.

"Director John, you casually photoshopped a picture of me and pasted it on that file, giving me the status of a former Navy ensign? It's not that I'm too direct, you're too whimsical, right? โ€

"Am I whimsical? No, no, Mr. Billy Cohen, you're the one who is the whimsical. โ€

Director John dropped the file on the table, his right index finger tapping the smooth table top again and again.

"Five months ago, a mysterious group attacked Ambrera's secret base in the underground of Raccoon City, and it is said that this organization has a lot of very advanced technology, and after this organization destroyed Ambrera's secret base, they mysteriously disappeared."

"According to Sยท Tยท Aยท Rยท According to the S-Team report, Mr. Billy Cohen, the condemned prisoner who was originally pressed to the execution ground, was taken away by that organization, and a few days later, a man named Billy Harrington started his own business with $10,000 of money, and then over the next five months, using a variety of high-tech products and advanced drugs of unknown origin, he quickly grew the company he founded into a large multinational enterprise......"

A disdainful smile appeared on Director John's face.

"It's ridiculous, a fool can think of the relationship between the two, Mr. Billy, you don't think this kind of thing can be hidden from us in the FBI, do you?"

"Eh......"

Looking at the disdain on the face of this Director John, Billy sighed deeply, anxious about the intelligence of this director.

"So, bring it."

Billy held out his right hand and made a gesture of begging for something.

"What?"

Looking at Billy's right hand reaching out to him, John was a little confused.

"Evidence, evidence."

Billy said quietly, holding his chin with his left hand.

"Since you said that I am the second lieutenant Billy Cohen, then show the evidence, if there is no evidence, even if you are the director of the FBI branch in New York, I will let my lawyer team sue you for defamation."

"What...... What the?! โ€

Director John slapped the table.

"Billy Cohen! Do you know what you're talking about?! You're obviously the same Billy Cohen who escaped five months ago, aren't you afraid of another court-martial again? โ€

"So what?"

Seeing that the director looked like he couldn't produce evidence, Billy withdrew his right hand, and slammed his right index finger on the smooth table again and again, following the example of Director John.

"My profile is plain and clear, an orphan from Louisiana, and you don't have any evidence, just a conjecture, and you identify me as a runaway death row inmate? I'll tell you, Director John, you're going to go to jail if you do this. โ€

"Really?" Director John laughed angrily: "You want evidence, don't you?" You won't forget that you were a soldier, will you? You left a blood sample during your physical examination, do you want to compare it? โ€

"Oh?" Billy was unmoved: "Yes, but you have to take me to court-martial, or I have no reason to let you draw blood...... However, I don't know if the blood sample will ever exist. โ€

The threat in the words is obvious, 9S their ability is not a joke, and when this thing is gone, call 9S by yourself, that blood sample will definitely not survive today.

"You โ€”โ€”!"

John pointed to Billy sitting in the seat, and the whole person was trembling with anger, Billy is really a scoundrel.

"What do you command, Chief John?" Billy crossed his hands, propped his chin, and said calmly, "It's rude to put your fingers down." โ€

"You!"

"Knock knock~"

Before Director John could say anything, there was a knock on the door to the conference room.

"Come in."

Billy looked at the door of the conference room, nodded in satisfaction, and called the people outside the door in.

"Chairman ......" It was Billy's secretary who came in, she looked at Director John, who was still trembling, turned her eyes to Billy, and said cautiously: "There are four teams of foreigners outside, they say that they are doing business on behalf of the country......" Miss Secretary was a little hesitant, it seems that the technology of "controlled nuclear fusion" was only released yesterday, is there anyone who comes to talk about business so soon?

"Then invite them in, it doesn't matter if it represents the country, we are just businessmen who make money."

"Got it...... Miss Secretary nodded, then stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation: "The chairman agreed, please come in." โ€

"Okay, I'm sorry for you, Miss Secretary."

A deep voice sounded, and then a middle-aged man with an Asian face walked in, followed by two bodyguards in black suits and black sunglasses.

"First meeting, Mr. Billy, I am Chen Feng, representing the government of country Z, and I came to your company this time to discuss with your company about 'controlled nuclear fusion'."

Chen Feng, who has a Chinese face, speaks very fluent English and says with a serious face, while stretching out his right hand to Billy.