At this time, a man full of mature charm entered, placed his umbrella next to the shop, shook off the rainwater on his body, and then looked at the coffee shop.
Because it was raining, there were not many people in the cafe, and a faint smell of tobacco filled the air.
The visitor walked to the corner and sat down in front of the man.
"I've got the stuff!"
The visitor ordered a cup of coffee and muttered to himself.
"Process, what did you say?"
The man was minding his own business putting tobacco into his pipe.
"The other party wanted to witness me making the call, so I did!"
Come to humanity.
The man wanted to light the pipe, but suddenly stopped and said seriously: "Tell me the whole process!"
The visitor was stunned for a moment and quickly explained the process.
He even changed Lin Chen's expression from panic to disbelief, etc., and also expressed his own expression and answers.
"You have been deceived. This prescription is fake!"
The man lit the pipe again: "Besides, Lin Chen knows that you are not the real Mr. A!"
"why?"
The visitor's expression changed drastically.
"Lin Chen is the Chinese God of War. It is impossible for him to be panicked and incredulous. This is all just pretending to show you, in order to make you relax your vigilance!"
"He has long known that senior officials from various countries are dealing with him. He has been waiting for these identities to be exposed, but you just made the call in front of him!"
"The main reason that made him sure that you were not Mr. A was your hesitation before making the call. Because making the call was beyond your authority, so when you hesitated, Lin Chen guessed that you were not Mr. A. After all, the real Mr. A was
, I will never hesitate at times like this!”
After the man finished speaking, he blew out a puff of smoke.
The visitor's pupils were trembling. He was only thinking about his mission and getting the secret of Chenguang Luohe.
So no matter what Lin Chen proposed, he agreed, but he didn't expect to fall into Lin Chen's scheme.
"Impossible, I made the call from Hell Island. It's impossible for Lin Chen to find out the identities of those people!"
The visitor suddenly thought of something.
"You know nothing about Yulong Palace!"
The man looked out the window and saw that it was still raining heavily and there was no one around.
But he had a feeling that there was a camera pointed at him at the moment, feeding everything back to China.
"I guessed it right. Lin Chen has already recorded your conversation with Lin Chen. Even my conversation with you now has also been filmed!"
"China is a magical country, and it is also a place that I, Ross, have not yet conquered!"
"In the 22-year Asian financial crisis, only China escaped!"
The man stood up, put on his wool coat and hat and left.
"By the way, the coffee you just drank was poisoned. This is your punishment for failing the mission!"
After that, leave the coffee room.
The visitor looked at the coffee cup in his hand in shock. Suddenly, the world began to spin and he lay down on the coffee table.
After the man left the coffee shop, he did not bring an umbrella. He left on a dim rainy day and passed by a park when he suddenly walked in.
Five minutes later, someone wearing a large windbreaker followed him into the park, but the man was nowhere to be seen.
"Target disappears!"
The man whispered into the headset.
At the same time, Lin Chen was answering the call from the Black Dragon King in Fatty Prison Officer's office.
"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, we lost our target!"
Hearing this, Lin Chen smiled and comforted: "Actually, I am in prison, and you did everything, including assassinations and tracking. You have done a good job and have not embarrassed the Chinese Dragon Palace!"
"Thank you Mr. Lin!"
Black Dragon King Yuri was overjoyed to be praised by Lin Chen. This was more joyful than anything else.
"Okay, prepare to pick me up tomorrow. Your mission is now complete!"
Lin Chen hung up the phone and thought about it and called Mr. Feng.
"Mr. Feng, Mr. A has been photographed, but I'm still not sure he is Mr. A!"
"I've already asked someone to send the photo to you!"
On the other side, Mr. Feng looked at the confidential documents and nodded appreciatively: "Lin Chen, thanks to you, such an agent was hidden abroad. He dug out the man behind the scenes by himself without relying on China's help. It's amazing.
I am very curious about your Dragon Palace!"
Lin Chen scolded immediately: "I created this all by myself, don't try to influence me!"
"Hahaha!"
Mr. Feng laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I don't dare to snatch your soldiers, otherwise Mr. Wei will jump out of the coffin and kill me. But as Mr. Wei's disciple, you pull out the carrots and dig out the behind-the-scenes."
Now that I'm out, I can give Mr. Wei a better explanation."
After a pause, he added: "Just now, I checked the confidential documents and found out that the other party's name is George Ross, a Jew, a terrifying financial tycoon, and a person whose logical IQ is twice as high as that of a human being!"
"George Ross?"
This was the first time Lin Chen heard this name.
"Twenty years ago, during the Asian financial crisis, the entire Asian economy regressed for more than ten years because of him. In just one year, he plundered a large amount of property from the Asian people, including Taiguo, Feiguo, Malaysia and other countries.
Because his short-selling currency depreciated significantly, he finally compromised and surrendered to him!"
"Later, he reached out to Hong Kong Island in an attempt to defeat Asia's last holy land!"
"He is coming with such force that even before anyone arrives, the last holy land in Asia is filled with panic. Hong Kong is selling frantically and is almost breached!"
"At the critical moment, we in China came to help, and in the end the Holy Land escaped the disaster and became the only place in Asia where Ross was defeated!"
"He ran away. Although the loss was not huge, he tasted the consequences of defeat!"
"This is Rose!"
Mr. Feng said solemnly.
Lin Chen gasped. He single-handedly launched a financial war and defeated several countries. This man is really amazing.
This is a war without gunpowder, but it affects the livelihood of billions of people.
"Such a person is indeed Mr. A, but why is he involved in biotechnology?
Shouldn’t his field be in finance?”
Lin Chen asked.
"In fact, for people at their level, finance is like a toy in their hands. They look further and play a game of spiritual civilization!"
Mr. Feng said seriously: "According to our latest information, Ross is intervening in the god-making project, intending to create a group of gods and re-establish world order!"
"Perhaps, the financial war in Asia taught him that no matter how high his IQ is or how he plays around with the world, rules can still restrain him, so he wants to create a god!"
"He wants to make the rules himself!"
Hearing this, Lin Chen's face changed slightly: "These guys are really crazy!"
"What geniuses do is considered abnormal by ordinary people, so geniuses are also crazy!"
Mr. Feng said: "To reorganize the world order, many countries and people will definitely be implicated, and it is even possible to destroy the world!"
Lin Chen said solemnly: "Perhaps this is also the reason why he coincides with global technology. First it was genetic medicine, then it was genetically modified people, clones, and finally the water of hope. This is their plan to create gods!"