Chapter 481 - 481: 181, from start to finish, was this all a performance by you, Grand Xia? _2
Chapter 481: 181, from start to finish, was this all a performance by you, Grand Xia? _2
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It seems to be called “returning to one’s roots.”
Johnson Hester could not empathize with such sentiment, but he knew that Lin Mo would never allow such technology to fall into the hands of America.
This was a matter of principle.
If Lin Mo did not permit it, then even if he himself coveted the technology, he could only indulge in his fantasy world, and it was impossible to actually use the technology for the benefit of America.
Otherwise, it would be the country that benefited, and he himself who would suffer.
Thinking of this, Johnson Hester’s excited mood completely calmed down, and he pretended to say with great surprise, “Mr. Chen, I admit the conditions you propose are very tempting, but I need you to prove you are not lying.”
“As far as I know, your status in Grand Xia wasn’t high enough to access such top-secret military intelligence.”
For the average person, Chen Shanhe’s former position was indeed exalted, making him a personage of no small significance, but to a Duke of America, his status truly was not enough.
“Of course, I have many ways to verify the authenticity of the intelligence I hold,” Chen Shanhe, knowing the other party would definitely ask these questions, quickly explained, “In fact, when the glide path of the ballistic missile was being designed, a friend of mine also participated, and I obtained this intelligence from him.”
“He later defected to the Northern Red Country, and I think you should know whom I am speaking of.”
There was only one person who had participated in the design of the glide path for ballistic missiles and subsequently defected, and Johnson Hester had, of course, heard of his renown.
However, that individual defected for some special reasons and although he did sell some intelligence about Grand Xia’s weapons and equipment for profit, he never uttered a word about the glide path until his death.
It wasn’t that he was particularly patriotic, simply that he was very clear that revealing such information would result in Grand Xia relentlessly and at all costs pursuing him.
Chen Shanhe continued, “I know you must be wondering, why I would know the intelligence he never told the Northern Red Country, even to his death. That’s because he hid in my house for a while, and I gave him shelter, and among the documents he hadn’t destroyed, I learned these top-secret details.”
“Later, through various efforts, I refined all the mathematical models related to the glide path.”
“Mr. Hester, please trust that as long as your engineers follow my mathematical models, America too can have its own glide path for ballistic missiles.”
It was indeed a very attractive bargaining chip, so much so that Ryan, standing by the side, couldn’t help but open his mouth wide in astonishment.
He had only thought Chen Shanhe was an assistant to the King of Japa, and at first, he was puzzled as to why a Duke would bother speaking with someone like that.
It wasn’t until now that Ryan understood just how significant the person in front of him was.
In the not-too-distant future, today’s phone call might very well go down in the historical records of two world superpowers.
He was not only a witness to history but a participant as well.
“Congratulations, Mr. Chen, you’ve won. You’ve put forth a condition I cannot refuse. As long as you are willing to hand over this technology, I can assure you of your safety,” Johnson Hester said calmly inside but feigned great excitement, “Moreover, I can mobilize the power of America to help you find that guy named Lin Mo.”
“Please trust in America’s CIA; They are not comparable to those incompetents from the other countries.”
Chen Shanhe would not have played his biggest card, which was his last resort for survival, had he had any other option. Unfortunately, he had already run out of other choices and had to follow this one path to its end.
He also knew very clearly that once the technology was handed over, no matter whether he found Lin Mo or not, he would be endlessly pursued by Grand Xia.
He had to obtain enough profit and safety in exchange; otherwise, it definitely wouldn’t be a rational decision.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Shanhe spoke out, “Mr. Hester, you should know what I will face after revealing this top-secret information.”
“I can give this intelligence to you, but on the condition that I want to do it in person, and I ask for the highest level of protection by America.”
Upon hearing Chen Shanhe actually take the initiative to come to America, Johnson Hester was overjoyed.
All the groundwork he had done before was for this very moment, wasn’t it?
As long as Chen Shanhe set foot on American soil, then he would have fulfilled the only request Lin Mo made to him. With a bit of good performance on his part, he could continue to receive a steady stream of intelligence from the Abyss Organization.
No matter how one calculated, it was a tremendously profitable deal.
However, Johnson Hester also understood something important: the closer it seemed he was to realizing his hope, the less he could afford to get excited. He had to remain even more composed and patient.
From today’s brief interaction, he could sense that Chen Shanhe was a very cunning person, and the fact that he would reveal such top-secret intelligence to a hostile country meant he was definitely a tough character.
If he were to rashly arouse his suspicions, finding him again would be difficult.
Unable to complete the first task assigned by Lin Mo, Johnson Hester sincerely felt that his position as Duke might not last much longer.
With this in mind, he responded, “I agree to meet with you, but whether you can get America’s protection depends on your attitude. I will wait for you in the palace, and I hope you won’t make me wait too long.”
After speaking, Johnson Hester hung up the phone and glanced at the dark sky outside, quickly finding Lin Mo’s number to call him.
Once the phone connected, Johnson Hester lost the haughty demeanor he had while talking to Chen Shanhe, almost instantly switching to a completely different face, respectfully saying, “Mr. Lin, Chen Shanhe just contacted me, and he also said…”
His demeanor was strikingly similar to Ichiro Toyota’s just moments before.
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Inside the villa.
Lin Mo, who was working out in the gym, felt his mood grow complex after hanging up the phone.
Having waited for over two years, he was naturally excited to finally see Chen Shanhe again.
Solving this big problem would mean he no longer had to worry and could focus entirely on how to return to his country.
At the same time, he was also shocked,
because neither his understanding of Chen Shanhe nor the intelligence provided by the system over the past two years had mentioned that he was in possession of the glide ballistic’s mathematical model.
“This guy… has really prepared quite a few assets to save his own life.”
“Heh…”
“Elder Mr. Chen, if everything goes as expected, we will meet very soon!”
Lin Mo took a deep breath, stepped onto the treadmill, and continued his workout, his mind unwittingly starting to imagine what expression Chen Shanhe’s face would show when he appeared before him.
Would it be surprise, shock, or perhaps fear?
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Meanwhile, in Japan.
Japa Country Office.
Chen Shanhe placed the red phone back in its cradle, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
He knew that the Duke of America absolutely could not resist the temptation of the glide ballistic mathematical formula.
It wasn’t just him,
Other superpowers would definitely vie for this piece of intelligence.
And this was indeed his last lifesaving card.
Ryan looked at Chen Shanhe, his attitude and tone becoming much more polite, smiling as he said, “Mr. Chen, I hope you can put in a good word for me when you meet the Duke. I would be immensely grateful.”
Chen Shanhe glanced at Ryan’s plump figure and his ingratiating expression, said nothing, and turned to walk away.
Previously, he might have shown the other some respect, but now that he had connected with the Duke of America, there was no longer any need to ingratiate himself with a mere office worker.
Seeing this, Ryan awkwardly froze in place, his expression turning to anger, but he dared not say much. All he could do was sweep everything off the desk in a rage when Chen Shanhe walked out of the office.
The noise of objects hitting the floor echoed from the room, making Ichiro Toyota’s heart tense, worried that Chen Shanhe had offended the other man.
Seeing Chen Shanhe exit the office, he quickly caught up and asked, “Chen Sang, I heard something fall just now; did you encounter any trouble?”