"Such an important thing...you tell me so casually? Is it appropriate?" After calming down a little, Zhuo Zhiwen asked.
William Li looked at Zhuo Zhiwen and said: "Of course I won't be so casual. It's just that I have been investigating you and your family for a long time before I decided to tell you, and finally determined your identity, so...
I will come to see you today and tell you the truth."
Zhuo Zhiwen felt unhappy when she heard this: "Are you investigating me?"
William Li nodded candidly: "Yes, in fact, it's not just you. Since the National Security Department issued the 'Purge' action resolution, various divisions have been conducting mutual investigations. Among them, the main target of the investigation in the US District is China."
District, and I...my main investigation target is you and several important people around you."
Zhuo Zhiwen understood. As a late-stage member of the National Security Department, it was obvious that she was not trusted from the beginning.
But... is the so-called purge operation really correct?
Maybe this was all wrong from the beginning. If we don't know who the real intruder is, and if we carry out the elimination with such a high-profile...
no……
Even if my hunch is wrong, I can't really turn everything into black and white.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Zhiwen's expression relaxed a lot, and she also quietly issued a warning to Li Shao'an.
"Thank you for reminding me, but based on your words, I really can't believe that my direct boss is an 'intruder', so... until the truth of all this comes out, it's better to keep a distance between us."
Afterwards, Zhuo Zhiwen put the files into a paper bag, then got up and left.
William Li, who knew Zhuo Zhiwen's character well, did not stop her. He just reminded Zhuo Zhiwen when she opened the door to leave: "They will already be targeting you when you arrive in Los Angeles, so... pay attention to your safety."
Zhuo Zhiwen paused in front of the door and said, "Same for you."
After saying that, Zhuo Zhiwen went downstairs.
When she came to the door of the restaurant, Zhuo Zhiwen met the boss Erisi. He was carrying a box in his hand. When he saw Zhuo Zhiwen coming down, he handed the box over and said, "Li asked me to give it to you."
Zhuo Zhiwen didn't think much, took the box and left, but as soon as she walked out the door, she heard gunshots coming from upstairs.
When I looked back, I saw a dark figure coming out of the broken window on the second floor and falling heavily onto the road.
Zhuo Zhiwen didn't even look at it. She took a step forward and stepped on the man's neck. With a hard step, the man in black who was struggling to get up stopped moving.
Erisi protected his daughter and hid behind the counter. When he saw this scene, he reminded: "Let's go quickly, the eagle of the grassland has spread its wings!"
Zhuo Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, then understood.
She walked through the alley and found William Lee's car. As soon as the door was closed, a cloud of sparks exploded on the windshield in front of the car, which was the mark left by the bullet of the sniper rifle.
Zhuo Zhiwen looked at the tall buildings in the distance with cold eyes, then put on special night vision sunglasses, stepped on the accelerator and rushed onto the road.
Zhuo Zhiwen, who was driving all the way, encountered several assassinations on the road, but William Lee's special car could not be taken down by a few sniper rifles.
When he arrived at the outpost's dedicated airport unscathed, the battle at the airport had just ended.
When the deputy saw Zhuo Zhiwen, he was stunned for a moment, then put away the gun and said, "Are you okay?"
Zhuo Zhiwen nodded silently and glanced at the dozens of corpses in the passage. Most of them had Asian faces and no specific emblems on their bodies. They must have been the special elimination force of the senior officials of the National Security Department.
"you
Can you fly a plane?" Zhuo Zhiwen asked.
The deputy nodded: "Yes."
"Okay then, get the other people off the plane and we'll fly by ourselves."
The deputy immediately complied.
The frightened crew members were all kicked off the plane and locked up in the tower of the outpost airport.
Soon afterwards Zhuo Zhiwen's private plane took off.
But the purge against Zhuo Zhiwen was not over yet.
Not long after the plane took off, Zhuo Zhiwen received a warning.
"Locked by missile."
However, Zhuo Zhiwen was not panicked. Although the special planes of the National Security Department all looked like passenger planes, when really needed, they could still make emergency evasive maneuvers that passenger planes could not do, and they were all equipped with anti-missile tracking systems.
I saw Zhuo Zhiwen turning on the emergency button and entering the voucher code. Then the passenger plane changed its shape, the seats sank and tilted backwards, and the wingspan of the private jet began to shrink. At the same time, a row of jamming bombs was thrown from the tail of the plane, and the brilliant
The fireworks are accompanied by a powerful electromagnetic pulse that directs the tracking missile to the wrong target.
When the cabin felt the vibration of the explosion, the aircraft's shape transformation was completed. Then Zhuo Zhiwen pushed the engine lever, and the private jet, which looked like a silver triangle, drew a silver trajectory and disappeared into the sea of clouds.
…
At the Los Angeles Sub-Airport, a man with silver hair and black clothes threw away his personal rocket launcher and reported angrily: "The operation failed."
"Received, a second group of action personnel has been dispatched, and one group of members quickly returned to the team."
"Understood." The man in black raised his hand in greeting, and the men in black at the airport quickly got into the car and retreated.
After about an hour, a slightly embarrassed William Lee returned to the branch post.
Unfortunately, he was the only one left in the sentry at this time.
He knew the price of helping Zhuo Zhiwen very well. He was very lucky to be sitting here alive now.
But that was also very short-lived luck.
When the clock struck zero o'clock, the whistle was shrouded in dazzling firelight.
The explosion turned the surrounding forest farm one kilometer into rubble.
The next day, news about the mysterious explosion in this area appeared on all major news.
Zhuo Zhiwen, who had arrived safely in San Francisco, couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart when she saw the news. She couldn't protect herself now and could only believe that William Lee had escaped.
Putting down her mobile phone, Zhuo Zhiwen, wearing a blond wig, used an encrypted communicator to ask: "Have you contacted my father?"
Somewhere deep in the mountains and forests, the deputy who stayed on the plane responded: "We have made contact. The baby is safe."
"What about the director?"
"No response yet."
"Okay... pay attention to your safety and don't try to contact me again for the time being. Also... if I don't come back before twelve noon, you can just go back to the safe house without waiting for me."
The deputy responded a little hesitantly this time, but still replied: "Copy that."
After hanging up the call, Zhuo Zhiwen put the tip on the table, picked up the flowers and left the corner restaurant.
Walk east and cross two streets to the cemetery where Betty is buried.
There were almost no people in the cemetery in the early morning. When Zhuo Zhiwen found Betty's tombstone with flowers, she found that there was also a bouquet of flowers there, which did not look like they had been left overnight.
After putting down the flowers, Zhuo Zhiwen stood up and asked, "Doesn't it feel weird to visit your own cemetery every day?"
A voice from behind replied: "It's quite strange, but I'm more curious, how do you know I'm still alive?"
Zhuo Zhiwen didn't look back, looked at the photo on the tombstone and said: "When Jon announced your death information, I had already thought about it. As the only survivor who came into contact with the door, how could they let you die like this?"
Behind Zhuo Zhiwen stood a short-haired young man wearing a peaked cap. He put down his gun and smiled slightly: "You can see clearly, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with how you found me, right?"
Zhuo Zhiwen turned around after hearing this: "I have been in the National Security Department for several years, and I still have some friends, but I didn't expect that you would sacrifice so much."
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay. Now that I have changed my gender and have a man's body, it would be nice to find a girlfriend and live here."
"Oh? You have a girlfriend?" Zhuo Zhiwen was quite surprised.
The young man looked in the distance. At the entrance of the cemetery, a very delicate-looking Asian girl was standing there waiting.
"Let's go and sit at my place."
Zhuo Zhiwen said: "My current situation is very dangerous, so I better not bother you."
The young man frowned: "What's wrong?"
Zhuo Zhiwen: "It's nothing. I just want to ask you a few questions. If it's convenient for you, just answer me truthfully."
The young man was a little unhappy with Zhuo Zhiwen's questioning tone, so he said coldly: "What if I lie?"
Zhuo Zhiwen: "Then I have to find the answer myself."
This was interesting. The young man nodded, thought about it and said, "Okay...but I have a condition."
"oh?"
"I can only answer you three questions. If you exceed the number, it will be useless even if you threaten me."
Zhuo Zhiwen was slightly startled, but she didn't want to make things worse, so she asked, "Do you know where You Gege is now?"
The young man replied: "I don't know."
Very clear answer.
Zhuo Zhiwen felt that she was too abrupt. Betty was only a survivor of the "Gate" incident, and there may not be an inevitable connection between her and Yougege.
So Zhuo Zhiwen was much more cautious about the second question.
"What did you see in the door?"
The young man's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and then he said: "I saw the truth."
"the truth?"
The young man smiled: "Is this the third question?"
Zhuo Zhiwen immediately realized that she had been tricked. This guy had no intention of answering Zhuo Zhiwen seriously from the beginning.
"No, it's not."
"Okay, what about the last question?" the young man asked.
Zhuo Zhiwen thought for a while and then said: "Where is Chu Yanran now?"
After hearing this, the young man suddenly laughed: "You finally asked the key."
Zhuo Zhiwen also laughed and sneered.
"where?"
"In..." The young man suddenly showed a sly expression and said: "In a very far away place."
Zhuo Zhiwen's expression turned completely cold: "Is this considered the answer?"
The young man laughed, scratched his head, and added a little embarrassedly: "I'm a bit perfunctory on you. Well, consider it a gift. She is no longer in this world now."
"What? She's dead?"
The young man shook his head: "nonono, what I mean is... her consciousness has gone very far away. You should know this better than me, right?"
Zhuo Zhiwen understood. She indeed knew much better than the transgendered Betty in front of her.