But knowing it, Lin Ping didn't bother to explain it to Thomson, a native American.

What's more, although the other party and him belong to the same CIA, they come from different systems.

Lin Ping belongs to the Operations Department, while Thomson is from the Science and Technology Department of the CIA, and most of the subordinate employees are computer and pharmacological geniuses recruited by major famous universities in the United States, as well as some hackers who have been forcibly recruited.

Inside the garage door, two sturdy Asian men were there, and the outline of the firearm could be vaguely seen with a bulging bag around their waists, and after seeing Lin Ping and the three come out, one of them continued to stay in place and guard, and his eyes swept to the outside of the garage from time to time.

Another Asian man stepped forward and said in somewhat stiff Chinese: "Agent Smith is waiting for you to come back, without leaving any tails, right?" ”

"Safety!"

Lin Ping nodded, "Got it, I'll go over now!" ”

The two men who came down to check on the movement and stood guard in front of the garage door were elite Asian-American agents transferred directly from the United States by the CIA, both spoke Chinese and were proficient in invasion, espionage and combat.

The CIA cannot be overly cautious about the mysterious disappearance of a senior agent on a mission inside China.

What's more, it is also the capital of a power in the Far East, and it is not a base purchased by the CIA in China, but a temporary accommodation on the outskirts of the southern capital to avoid being targeted by the Chinese anti-intermediary system.

Out of the garage, Lin Ping and the others did not stay in the courtyard of this suburban house for long, but the agent's instinct still made them look around vigilantly and entered the house.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw two agents with the same Asian faces standing guard at the door, and in the living room not far from the entrance, there were four other Asian agents sitting on the sofa at this time, some were smoking boredly, some were holding the remote control to select the channel, and the other two were applying gun oil to the weapons on the coffee table in front of them.

Seeing Lin Ping walk in, everyone nodded tacitly and didn't say much, so he took Wang Bo and Thomson up to the second floor together.

Unlike the all-Asian agents on the first floor, all of them were white faces.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going upstairs, a white man who was sitting on a sofa on the second floor with his eyes closed immediately opened his eyes, smiled and greeted him, "You're back, Lin ......"

White people are different from black people, but there are many people who look like they are thirty or forty years old at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and there are many people who look like they are forty or fifty years old at the age of seventy or eighty.

For example, the white man in front of Lin Ping, he looks like he is in his early thirties, his tendons are strong and plump, and he knows that he is very diligent in exercising on weekdays.

And he has been in the CIA for more than 20 years, and he is one of the best agents under the CIA's Operations Division, which is the Smith mentioned by the Asian American agent before.

"Hmmm......"

Lin Ping responded, and after approaching, he took the initiative to open his mouth without waiting for them to ask, "We didn't gain anything in the afternoon, but Wang Bo and Thomson found some suspicious things about the target, and we are going to arrange to go to the target's company to see if there will be any gains......

"Nothing to gain?"

Smith frowned and looked at him, his gaze quickly crossed him and turned directly to Thomson, and actually asked him directly: "Tell me, what are the suspicious things!" ”

Lin Ping felt unhappy for a while, but the good city government made his face not show any emotional fluctuations.

If the world were to rank the country with the worst racial discrimination, the United States would not be selected as the number one country, but it would definitely be in the top five.

If this selection is limited to 'developed countries', then the first must be that the United States has not run.

The status of Chinese Americans in the United States is definitely not as high as outsiders think, although the Chinese are hard-working and intelligent, but their economic status is not as good as that of white people, not to mention their political status, not only far lower than that of African Americans, but even Latin American and Middle Eastern immigrants are much higher than Chinese Americans.

There is no way, who makes modern China too angry, although the pig's tail whip in the Manchu Dynasty has been cut for more than 100 years, but the pig's tail of the American Yankees who are of Chinese descent has always been there.

Thomson shrugged his shoulders, his EQ from the intelligence department is not low, otherwise he would not have decisively agreed to join the CIA after being arrested by the CIA.

However, although he had already sensed some discord in the team, what did it have to do with him, and he immediately re-explained the previous analysis to Smith.

"I see, it seems that this Chinese named 'Sun Cheng' does have a problem!"

Smith thought for a moment, then nodded, looked at Lin Ping again and said to him: "Since he has a problem, then arrange some people to check him carefully!" ”

Such a commanding tone made Lin Ping raise his eyebrows, and his heart was even more unhappy.

However, he hesitated for a moment and did not refute him, and gave a light 'um' as an answer, and sat aside without speaking.

Smith's age is there, and it is no surprise that this trip to China should be his last mission as a senior agent, and if he can complete it successfully, he should be promoted to a mid-level and high-level official in the management system when he returns to the United States.

So unless he is really targeted by the other party, Lin Ping, who is far more difficult to promote than a white agent, naturally wants to have a good relationship with him, and maybe he will be able to use it in the future.

Smith couldn't help but smile with satisfaction on his face when he saw that he had relented.

This mission is related to his future promotion, and he is close to fifty years old, and in recent years, he has clearly felt that his physical strength and energy are far inferior to when he was young, so he has long been seeking promotion.

If it was just an ordinary senior agent who mysteriously disappeared in China, it would naturally be impossible to shake the CIA's top brass, but if the other party was shouldering a special mission and mission, the answer would be different.

Obviously, Lin Ping was not the only one who knew the particularity of William Chen's mission, Smith also knew and knew better than him.

So he was also confident that if he found out the whereabouts of William Chan during this mission, he would even find out if Ida Wang had even figured out if they had really obtained something that should have belonged to the United States on 'Isla Nubranda'.

With this credit, Smith has a good chance of being promoted to a middle and high-level official in a CIA department, which is the best way out for these agents.

Thinking of this, he still needed Lin Ping to contribute to himself, and his tone was also a lot softer, and he took the initiative to release a little kindness to him: "You guys are also tired for a day, go and rest early." I'll have to wait for Robert's report, he's been tracking 'Ada Wang' for the past few days......"

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly there was a dull thud of a heavy object falling from the roof.

ps：

1. It's 2018, and Battleship I is here to wish all book friends good health and all the best in the new year.

2. There will be a chapter in a moment.