"We found this information in the USB flash drive that Dylan gave to Chen Xin!" Ralph nodded.

Sally projected the information onto the big screen.

"Alexandre Diaz, an underground arms leader from Rio de Janeiro, has some unclear relationships with officials in Western countries. This man has great hands and eyes, and can often help some war-torn countries obtain advanced Western weapons. Therefore, in the Middle East,

He has a very wide network of contacts in Africa and other places and is very popular there."

"It is worth noting that he provided the assault rifles and explosives used by the NMC in the attack on the Exton Hotel in Old Port City, Sumatra. According to intelligence analysis, although he was unable to obtain CHAMP-

Strictly controlled weapons such as the Type 06C non-nuclear electromagnetic pulse weapon, but Kamiya sent these weapons to Ila through his transportation channels."

Ralph concluded: "So, this person is a key figure and our best breakthrough at the moment."

Chen Xin asked: "Where is this person now?"

Sally shook her head, "Alexander Diaz is very mysterious. Currently we only have a blurry photo of him from twenty years ago, so it is difficult to confirm his identity. As for where he is hiding, no one knows."

"Who is this William Martinez that Dylan mentioned?"

"This man is a very successful businessman and has lived in Europe all year round. It is still unclear why he is associated with Dylan. Maybe Dylan just wants to confuse our attention..."

"No! There must be something wrong with this person!" Chen Xin said firmly.

When he was dealing with Dylan, he deliberately let this guy take a chance, thinking that he would make a deal with him, which made Dylan relax his psychological defense.

Chen Xin's skill [Psychic Sensing] made him realize that what Dilan said was true.

"Help me find this person and I will go talk to him personally!"

The coldness in his voice made everyone in the command center feel uneasy.

Chen Xin felt their emotions and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Don't worry, I really just want to 'talk' to him, it won't cause any trouble."

Ralph nodded, "Okay, your action is approved."

…

Mediterranean Sea.

The sun is shining brightly and the calm sea is sparkling.

The three-story Riva luxury private yacht roams in the warm embrace of the ocean.

Five beauties in cool clothes were lying on the deck bathing in the sun, their wheat-colored skin shining.

A long-legged beauty picked up a glass of champagne and went down to the cabin.

William Martinez lay half-lying on the sofa leisurely, put the book in his hand aside, took the champagne, and was about to joke with the beauty for a few words, when he suddenly saw the cigarette ashes on the table trembling continuously.

The personal bodyguards he hired were all retired veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. They were now vigilantly dispersed throughout the yacht, guarding all passages.

In the distance, a helicopter hovered in the sky, but did not approach.

"Captain, there is..."

The bodyguard who reported the situation could not continue.

He didn't see anyone at all, he only felt a wisp of breeze blowing by, and an iron-like hand on the back of his neck.

There was a stinging pain, and then it fell into darkness, and no one knew what was going on.

Chen Xin had already taken off his diving suit. He gently put down the bodyguard and picked up his walkie-talkie.

Various voices came from the intercom. Several people were reporting the situation, and a captain kept giving orders. They had also realized that an enemy had entered the ship.

Then they changed the channel and the intercom went silent.

Chen Xin threw the walkie-talkie aside. In just a few seconds, he got enough information for him to use.

The identity of William Martinez has not yet been confirmed, and the people on the boat are not necessarily life-and-death enemies. Chen Xin is not willing to kill people indiscriminately.

He moved like a ghost, constantly shuttled back and forth in the yacht, and his moves were like lightning. None of the bodyguards could detect his signs, and they were knocked unconscious before they could react.

Extremely neat and tidy.

He grabbed the cockpit, easily subdued the people inside, and cleared all obstacles.

William Martinez was about to climb onto a lifeboat and prepare to abandon the ship and escape. When his back tightened, Chen Xin had already lifted him up and pulled him back to the private yacht.

Chen Xin walked back to the cabin with the prisoners.

Martinez was anxious, but still pretended to be calm, "What do you want? Money? I'll give it to you! No matter who hires you to do anything, I'll give you double, no, triple the money, as long as you

If you leave, I will act as if nothing happened."

Chen Xin asked him to sit on a chair and sat opposite him.

He poured himself a glass of champagne, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Good afternoon."

Martinez forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Um...good afternoon..."

"Are you okay? I just want to talk to you, but I don't want to scare you."

"I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you." Martinez didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was obvious that this person had barged in suddenly, but he still had to say thank you to him! I couldn't help but feel so aggrieved.

But now that I'm in the hands of this person who has no idea what his purpose is, it's best to pretend to be submissive.

"You're welcome." Chen Xin said with a smile.

"Um... may I ask who you are..."

"My name is K!" Chen Xin replied casually.

Martinez knew he was talking nonsense, but he still said with a smile on his face, "Hello, hello."

Chen Xin asked again: "So, who are you?"

Martinez almost spat out a mouthful of old blood and cursed in his mind: You went to my boat and started killing people, and you asked me who I was?!

He barely controlled himself and didn't explode. He just had facial muscles twitching, which looked quite ridiculous.

"My name is Martinez, William Martinez."

"Mr. Martinez, your boat is very luxurious. It would be great if I could own such a boat."

"Thank you. If you are willing, you can stay as a guest and treat this place as your home. Enjoy it as you like."

Chen Xin smiled, "Now, I have a question."

Martinez knew the topic was coming.

"Please tell me."

"Mr. Martinez, you are very rich and enjoy life. You see, you also own such a luxurious yacht. However, from the moment I walked in, the situation changed. Unless - you let me help you,

Otherwise, there is nothing I can do."

"What exactly do you want?"

"Tell me, how did you cooperate with a mercenary leader like Dylan Schmid? You should know Alexander Dias, right? Why, do you also have a share in his arms business?"

Chen Xin stared at Martinez closely, using all his mental energy.
Chapter completed!