At eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Cheng left the underground base and went to the office building of the winery to meet the old man Champagne.

If nothing special happens, Old Man Champagne will basically not leave his office, he must sit in the center, command in the center, and at the same time ensure the stability of the entire federal secret service organization, as long as he moves, the whole organization will be affected.

"Red Star, now should be your vacation time, is there something to do with me?"

In the huge and empty round office, looking at Lin Cheng who came to find him, Champagne's face showed an inquiring expression.

"In the past half month, there have been nearly 100 disappearances of meteorological, ecological experts and scholars around the world, and at the same time, there are billionaires, magnates, generals, and politicians in all walks of life.

Lin Cheng said with a serious face - after thinking about it for many days, he still decided to selectively inform the federal agents of part of the matter, not to let the entire federal agents face the madman Richmond Valentine, but at least to make the federal agents vigilant.

Hearing Lin Cheng say this, Champagne frowned and slowly spoke.

"Well, I also know what you said, our intelligence department is working on an investigation, what do you think?"

"This is a premeditated, planned, and selective kidnapping, and I hope to use the resources of federal agents to intervene in the investigation."

Lin Cheng said.

Champagne lit a cigar, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"So, did you find any clues?"

He knew that although the young man in front of him had just joined the federal agents, he was a capable and cautious person, and since Lin Cheng had said such words, then he must have found some clues, and maybe he had more clues.

"Now is not enough, I need more time to carry out the investigation and thoroughly confirm the evidence I have."

Lin Cheng shook his head, but didn't say it explicitly, just found an excuse to get by.

"Yes, you can go to investigate, if you need help, you can find ginger ale, and report any progress at any time."

Champagne's promise represents the promise of the federal agents, and after getting permission, Lin Cheng finally left satisfied.

However, he didn't intend to rely solely on the resources of the federal agents, who needed to bother to explain, and the Textile Mill, the League of Assassins, that were his resources—to be exact, for him and the fox, without any reason to act.

Two hours later, Lin Cheng, who was on a Gulfstream G220 passenger plane, had already returned to New York, quietly, without telling anyone, and even when he returned to the old dormitory of the No. 17 textile factory, no one knew that he had returned, including the fox.

The moment he pushed open the door of his room, Lin Cheng was a little surprised by the furnishings in the room.

The new room was no different from the old one, still with simple furnishings, double beds, hangers, sinks, wardrobes, gun cabinets, medicine cabinets, fireplaces and workbenches, everything was in its original place, as if it had never changed.

Everything in the room was no different from before he left, the room was very clean, as if someone had been cleaned often—however, only Lin Cheng knew that everything here had been replaced, including the entire building, which had also been rebuilt.

"I didn't expect that the fox was actually a nostalgic person, and he had a heart."

Seeing this, Lin Cheng smiled.

In the middle of last year, when he left, it was still a ruin waiting to be rebuilt, and when he returned, everything here seemed to have returned to square one, and the No. 17 textile factory had returned again, but the people inside had already changed.

The central office building of the textile factory, which was originally used to house the secret hall of the Destiny Loom, because Lin Cheng had violently demolished the Destiny Loom, although the office building was rebuilt, but this hall was always vacant, so the fox transformed it.

In the center of the room, surrounded by quaint brick walls, more than a dozen lit computer screens complement each other, and the fox sits on a chair in the center, his head lowered, carefully staring at the documents on the tablet in his hand, his fingertips jumping, and his brow furrowed a little.

A few weeks ago, Lin Cheng sent a message asking her to help cooperate with the investigation of a communications company owned by the well-known director Richmond Valentine, and at the same time, it was also necessary to send the top intelligence officers of the Assassin League to carefully establish an all-round surveillance network for the international director.

Although the fox carefully asked why he wanted to spy on such a harmless film director, Lin Cheng only pretended to be mysterious and said that this was a big fish, and his value alone was enough to compare to the Assassin Alliance's punishment of evil and promotion of good for a whole year.

At first, the fox was a little unconvinced, but out of trust in Lin Cheng, she still sent intelligence officers to investigate Richmond Valentine and his business according to Lin Cheng's request, but as time went by, the situation became more and more strange.

In a message sent back by the Assassins' Coalition intelligence officers, it was described as discovering what appeared to be Valentine's secret private army.

The fox felt more and more that something was wrong, why did a director have a private army, what did he want this army for, she was not stupid, when she noticed this private army, she also realized that this matter was not very simple, maybe it was a conspiracy?

"On April 28, in Oxford, England, a professor of climatology disappeared, and on May 3, in Zurich, Switzerland, a professor of ecology and ecology at the Federal University of Technology disappeared...... They are going towards these people, why, do these people have any special value? ”

The fox was a little puzzled, because she really couldn't understand why someone was staring at a group of university professors, just when she was thinking hard about the answer to this question, the mobile phone on the desktop suddenly vibrate, she picked up the phone and glanced at it, and found that it was Lin Cheng calling.

"Hello, beauty, guess where I am?"

"Sorry, I can't guess."

The fox responded lightly, his voice was a little cold, and he didn't care about Lin Cheng's teasing at all.

"Hey, it's really boring - it's still so cold, it's already an old husband and wife, don't you want to see me?"

In the next second, the two oak doors of the secret hall were pushed open, and Lin Cheng broke in directly, with a distressed expression on his face, as if he was a little sad about the cold attitude shown by the fox.

"I'm sorry, we've never been husband and wife, if nothing else, please don't disturb my work."

The fox spoke lightly, his tone was indifferent, he didn't show any emotion about Lin Cheng's appearance, and he didn't even bother to give him a superfluous word.