Chapter 319 Night of Slaughter (Part 2) (Patreon)

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Knowing it or not, Linping was too lazy to explain to Thompson, a native-born American.

Moreover, although they both belonged to the CIA, they came from different systems.

Linping belonged to the Operations Division, while Thompson came from the Technology Division under the CIA, whose employees were mostly recruited from top American universities for computer and pharmacology geniuses, as well as some forcibly recruited hackers. In other words, they provided technical support to Linping and other rough operatives in some necessary operations.

On the inside of the garage door, two well-built Asian men were waiting there, with bulging waistlines that vaguely revealed the contours of firearms. One of them continued to stand guard in place after Linping and the others came out, his eyes scanning outside the garage from time to time.

The other Asian man walked up and said in somewhat stiff Chinese, "Agent Smith is waiting for you to come back. Did you leave any tails?"

"Safe!"

Linping nodded, "Got it, I'll go over now!"

The two elite Asian CIA agents who came directly from the United States to check and guard the garage door after hearing the noise were proficient in Chinese, invasion, espionage, and combat.

A senior agent on a mission mysteriously disappeared in China, so the CIA cannot be too careful.

Moreover, this is the capital of a Far Eastern power, and this is not a base purchased by the CIA in China, but a temporary lodging house chosen in the suburbs of the southern city to avoid being targeted by China's counter-intelligence system.

After leaving the garage, Linping and his team did not stay in the yard of this suburban residence for long. However, their instincts as agents made them look around vigilantly before entering the house.

As soon as they entered the house, they saw two Asian-faced agents guarding the door, and in the living room not far from the entrance, there were four other Asian agents sitting on the sofa. Some were smoking boredly, some were using the remote control to select channels, and two were maintaining the weapons placed on the coffee table in front of them.

Seeing Linping walk in, everyone nodded tacitly without saying much. He then went upstairs with Wang Bo and Thompson.

Unlike the first floor, all the people on the second floor were white.

Hearing the footsteps upstairs, a white man sitting on a sofa with his eyes closed immediately opened his eyes and smiled at him, "You're back, Lin..."

He had been serving in the CIA for more than 20 years and was one of the best agents under the CIA's Operations Division, namely, the Asian agent mentioned earlier, Smith.

"Um..."

Linping responded and walked closer. Without waiting for them to ask, he took the initiative to speak, "We didn't gain much in the afternoon, but Wang Bo and Thompson found some suspicious things about the target. We are planning to arrange a visit to the target's company to see if we can gain anything..."

"Did you gain nothing?"

Smith frowned and looked at him, then quickly turned to Thompson and asked him directly, "Tell me, what are the suspicious things!"

Linping felt a wave of unpleasantness in his heart, but his good city mansion made no emotional fluctuations on his face.

Thompson shrugged. As an intelligence officer, he had a high emotional intelligence. Otherwise, as a former hacker who was captured by the CIA, he would not have agreed to join the CIA.

Although he had already felt some discord within the team, it had nothing to do with him. He re-explained his previous analysis to Smith.

"I understand. It seems that this Chinese person named 'Sun Cheng' does have a problem!"

After some thought, Smith nodded and looked back at Linping, saying, "Since he has a problem, arrange some people to carefully investigate him!"

Linping frowned at the tone of the order, feeling even more unhappy.

However, he hesitated for a moment and did not refute him. He answered with a soft "okay" and sat silently on the side.

Smith's age was there. Unless he was targeted by the other party, Linping, who was far more difficult to be promoted than white agents, naturally wanted to establish a good relationship with him and might need his help in the future.

Seeing that he had softened, Smith's face showed a satisfied smile.

This mission was related to his future promotion. At nearly fifty years old, he had clearly felt that his physical and mental energy were far inferior to when he was younger, so he had been seeking promotion.

If it was just an ordinary senior agent who disappeared mysteriously in China, it would naturally not shake the high-level of the CIA. But if the other party was carrying a special mission and task, then the answer would be different.

It was clear that not only Linping knew the special nature of William Chen's mission, but Smith also knew and knew more clearly than him.

So he was also very confident that if he could find out William Chen's whereabouts in this mission, capture Ada Wong, and even find out if they really obtained something that belonged to the United States on 'Nubra Island.'

Then with this credit, Smith would have a great chance of being promoted and serving as a mid-to-high-level official in a certain department of the CIA. For them, this was the best way out.

Thinking of this, his tone towards Linping, who needed to help him, also eased a lot, and he took the initiative to release a little goodwill towards him: "You have been tired all day, go to rest early. I still have to wait for Robert's report. He has been tracking 'Ada Wong' these days..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a dull sound of a heavy object falling on the roof.

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