Just when Sun Cheng was distressed by the lack of a key piece of information, and couldn't connect all the ideas that had gradually become clear in his head.

After a few minutes of silence, the doors of the laboratory were opened again.

Immediately, a rush of footsteps walked in.

Being noisy by this voice, Sun Cheng, who was already worried because he couldn't connect his thoughts, couldn't help but subconsciously turn his head to look at who dared to break in without asking for instructions.

When he saw clearly that it was just an ordinary robot walking in, the anger on his face froze slightly, apparently recognizing this robot, one of the few bodies that Phantom often used.

And it was, as it was, as the phantom voice soon came out of the robot's mouth.

“…… The background of the A-6's ground data receiving station has been cleaned up, and my master, before destroying the database of the receiving station, I found something interesting, and I suspect that it may have something to do with the loss of satellite contact this time......"

After speaking, the robot stretched out a finger and lightly touched its temple, and the next moment, two pillars of light shot out from its eyes, forming a virtual blue light screen in front of Sun Cheng that flickered like water waves.

On the light screen, countless materials appeared in English, and a few pictures could be seen flashing from time to time.

However, Sun Cheng only glanced at it, and his eyes couldn't help narrowing.

The "Mrs. Windsor", built by South Korea's Hyundai Heavy Industries, was launched in 2004 and is currently under the name of a freight company called "Scobios", which is an ordinary 10,000-ton general cargo ship.

"Mrs. Windsor...... Is this the one I saw in Puerto de la / Salo Cardenas in Mexico not long ago......"

What appeared on the light screen was a pair of audio-visual files, which he was no stranger to, because he had just seen them not long ago.

But the information was not the same as the one he had asked the Mexican congressman to gather, it was more detailed and had a different focus.

When Sun Cheng's gaze caught a photo flashing on the light screen, for a moment he only felt as if an electric current had flashed in his core.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to have the key.

“…… How did I forget about him, damn it......"

Not long ago, he encountered four Decepticons in Mexico, although he did not track them all the way to the end at the time, but after returning to the base, the more Sun Cheng thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he was again suspicious of the ordinary-looking freighter [Mrs. Windsor].

Considering that the previous Mexican congressman was not a specialized intelligence officer, and it was inconvenient for the other party to investigate an American cargo ship.

So, after re-suspecting the [Mrs. Windsor], Sun Cheng immediately woke up an insider of the CIA, an American intelligence agency, and asked him to investigate in more detail, especially the background of the freight company to which the [Mrs. Windsor] belongs, and even the information of the boss behind the freight company.

Thinking of this, the blue light in Sun Cheng's narrowed eyes became more and more dazzling.

At the moment, he looked at the information on the light screen more seriously, and still didn't forget to ask with the illusion in his mouth: "...... When did this information appear in the database of the A-6 Ground Data Receiving Station? Who uploaded it? B-2？ ”

"As you might think, it was indeed the one codenamed B-2, uploaded to the A-6 database 31 minutes ago, four minutes before our satellite was attacked, via an encrypted communications system! By the way, after I saw this information, I tried to locate the satellite communicator implanted in the B-2, but failed! ”

It's finally come to light!

Sun Cheng nodded slowly, and the anxiety in his heart was finally calmed down a bit.

He is not afraid of confronting [Sonic Wave], after all, he is not without the ability to fight back at all, and the worst thing is to lose everything here, and then flee back to the real world in embarrassment.

Sun Cheng is afraid of being beaten, and he doesn't know why he was beaten? And who is plotting against himself behind the scenes?

The unknown is the most frightening force!

Just like Sun Cheng's random name, the so-called B-2, the letter represents importance, and the number is the serial number, which refers to the membership code of the intelligence network that he has developed among mankind in the past year or so.

At present, more than seventy percent of these human intelligence personnel developed by him are Americans, and the remaining thirty percent are half of the magnates and high-ranking officials and military personnel of the intelligence system in South American countries, and most of the rest are Russians.

Those who can get the letters starting with A are all high-ranking and powerful beings in human society or the country, and at present, Sun Cheng has only developed seven or eight under coercion and temptation by various means, and the intelligence personnel who start with B are second only to the intelligence officers in the A sequence.

The insider, codenamed B-2, is the CIA senior agent who was sent by him not long ago to investigate the background of the [Mrs. Windsor].

Every development insider has an encrypted satellite communicator made by engineers, and Sun Cheng naturally made some moves in it in order to better grasp the inside lines of his own development.

The B-2's satellite communicator cannot be located, and there are only two possibilities, either that the encrypted satellite communicator has been completely cracked, or that it has been disassembled or damaged.

Either way, it means that the senior CIA agent codenamed B-2 is now less than lucky.

His eyes were staring at the light screen, a photo of a middle-aged white man, Sun Cheng's core was running rapidly.

He had already linked to the network in the base, and was searching for more detailed information about the middle-aged man named [Dylan Good].

The CIA senior agent, codenamed B-2, sent the information before the accident was quite detailed, but the focus was on the freighter "Mrs. Windsor".

It only took a few hours for him to find out all the information about the [Mrs. Windsor].

The other party not only found out the shipyard of the [Mrs. Windsor], the time of launching, and the routes it used to run in the past, but also attached a detailed list of all the information about the freight company named [Scobios] to which the freighter belonged.

This inconspicuous freight company turned out to be the property of the United States and the world's richest man [Dylan Goode], who only served him and never took orders from the outside world.

It was founded in 1987, and since its establishment for 20 years, it has been busy with only one thing, that is, to travel between Europe, America, the Middle East and the east of Japan, and send its owner, the world's richest man [Dylan Good], to his private museum in the United States in the shortest possible time.

If you want to find information about [Dylan Goode] on the Internet, it couldn't be easier for Sun Cheng, especially when the other party is still the richest man on the earth in this world, and his wealth is as prominent as him, even if he doesn't have enough exposure, it is very difficult.

No, a steady stream of news, information and encyclopedia materials about [Dylan Goode] are constantly converging towards him from all corners of the Internet.

Soon, Sun Cheng became the one who knew [Dylan Goode] best in the world.

[Dylan Good], the richest man in the world, a super-rich man with a net worth of more than $70 billion, he is a rich second-generation person, but he is better than the blue.

In the fifties and sixties of the last century, James Goode, who was fired from a bank, started his business on Wall Street with a rented office and the only broken desk bought from a second-hand store, and he set up an accounting firm called [Deloitte-Touche-Tohmatsu] (DTT), which magically only took a few years. This has made it one of the best accounting firms on Wall Street.

By the time of James Goode's death in 2006, the New York-based accounting firm had an annual revenue of $14.814 billion in 2007 and employed 109,460 people, making DTT one of the largest accounting firms in the world.

Dylan Goode developed a strong interest in venture capital in college, and his interest was supported by his father, who dropped out of college in his second year of college to start a business, and used a large amount of money provided by his father to start venture capital for startups that had mastered various new technologies.

In the following two decades, he invested in almost all high-tech companies in the United States and even Europe, and was called an "investment maniac" and a "technology catalyst".

Dylan Goode is also an avid collector of cars and art, owning some of the largest private luxury car museums in the United States, with a collection of all the famous cars and luxury supercars produced by all the car brands in Europe and the United States over the past century.

“…… Interesting...... Very interesting......"

This Yankee named [Dylan Goode] gave Sun Cheng a strong sense of déjà vu, and he even saw his future in the other party for a moment.

Yes, because Sun Cheng, who is also trying to transfer the technology in the [Transformers Universe] in the real world, knows better than anyone that he will definitely stand on the spire of the earth pyramid in the real world in the future.

And [Dylan Good] made him feel like he was looking at his future.

"This guy must be a little too smooth, right......"

The intelligence officer, codenamed B-2, had just sent information about him through the spy satellite A-6, and it was not long before A-6 lost contact with them.

Linked to the various suspiciousities on the other party, Sun Cheng has already suspected the richest man in mankind.

"He's suspicious, maybe he should follow this line and continue to investigate......"

Under the high-speed operation of the core, Sun Cheng only felt that his thinking was more active than just now.

Two days ago, he found four Decepticons in Mexico, hiding on a cargo ship that only served [Dylan Good] himself.

Half an hour ago, an inside intelligence agent who was awakened by himself had no news of the information he had investigated pointing to [Dylan Good], and the spy satellite responsible for relaying the information also lost contact.

All kinds of signs show that the richest man in mankind is not simple.