"There's really something!" Minister Zeng's face was terrifyingly gloomy as he looked at the contents of the mobile phone that had reappeared on the computer screen after the technical recovery. He said sarcastically.
Huo Rou's eyes churned with emotion as she read the text messages. Although few, they explained a lot. Shen Wuyou was abducted, the "madman" was being fought over, and she and Qin Ningyi were being targeted... Every incident had his fingerprints on it. Whether it was intervening or providing crucial information.
Moreover, his encrypted communications also involved the spread of the Yizhou virus and several investigation alerts. It was likely these that helped the factory evade inspections time and again.
Huo Rou read them one by one. Sun Zhiyuan was very cautious, doing and saying not much, even acting rarely, but the information he revealed was enough to change the tide.
Despite being mentally prepared, Huo Rou couldn't help but clench her fists when she saw the name Cheng Guozhong, her veins bulging on the back of her hand.
"What's wrong?" Minister Zeng asked, looking at her with concern at her agitation.
"Heh." Huo Rou snorted coldly, her voice hoarse with anger. "A former comrade-in-arms, and their friendship is so fragile!"
One of the assassination attempts she encountered when visiting Cheng Guozhong in the hospital was orchestrated by Sun Zhiyuan.
That this thoughtless person could still be alive and climb so high.
The thought that her righteous father, who had been a comrade-in-arms with such a scoundrel, made her want to shoot Sun Zhiyuan.
Minister Zeng also saw this message.
Without preamble or follow-up, was it because he suddenly had to kill someone who was already infected with the virus and might not live to see tomorrow?
"Do they have a personal grudge?" Minister Zeng murmured, reviewing all the intelligence in his mind, but he had no recollection of this.
Huo Rou also couldn't figure it out. Even if he wanted to help Ma Xiu prevent the Yizhou virus investigation, he shouldn't have tried to kill Cheng Guozhong.
As they were examining the information on this mobile phone, Country M issued another statement, demanding that China hand over Walkerbite, even threatening China with technical means and essential supplies.
This declaration sent shockwaves through online public opinion.
Walkerbite, the center of the discussion, was being interrogated at a secret location.
Qin Ningyi took the pen and a notepad from the person in black next to him and began to flip through it.
Walkerbite panted, "Is that enough?"
At his age, being repeatedly pulled between consciousness and unconsciousness had pushed his mind to its absolute limit.
Qin Ningyi curved his lips, his dark eyes scanning the last sentence before handing the notepad back to the man standing beside him, "Captain Huang, take a look."
"As expected, you're amazing." Captain Huang took the notepad without looking at it, instead exclaiming at Qin Ningyi.
Qin Ningyi stood up, "Likewise."
Captain Huang handed the notepad back to the recorder, "Make a copy for Mr. Qin."
Hearing him say this, Qin Ningyi raised an eyebrow.
He did need the transcript, which was why he had paid such close attention to it earlier, having already memorized it in his mind.
Captain Huang met his questioning gaze and smiled, "The sooner we submit the supplementary evidence to the international community, the sooner our country's pressure will be eased, won't it?"
"Hmm?" Qin Ningyi looked at him deeply. He had only mentioned this matter to Qin Nishui and Huo Rou, and even Qin Nishui believed he was submitting the materials to the relevant departments for reporting. Captain Huang's words, however, revealed his true actions.
Perhaps—they knew his identity?
Captain Huang said no more, just smiled at him, extended his hand for a handshake, and said, "Thank you."
As Qin Ningyi left, they saw him off to his car. The moment the car door closed, he heard Captain Huang's enthusiastic voice, "Not bad, barely worthy of..."
He didn't have time to ponder the meaning of Captain Huang's words. At this moment, Country M's coercion had reached a tangible level.
"Mr. Qin, Country M has presented some terms and agreements. They've shut down our Qin Corporation's skincare and materials company branches in Country M and intend to restrict the personal freedom of the two general managers."
Xiao Konglin called urgently. Country M's actions were swift, having made threats and then implemented them immediately, without any semblance of reason. It was obvious to anyone that the situation was not simple.
Companies affected were not limited to Qin Corporation, but without Qin Corporation's substantial background support, most companies faced bankruptcy. Some company general managers were even detained by Country M.
"Someone will be there to meet the general managers of each branch," Qin Ningyi said, looking at the receding streetscape outside the window, his eyes devoid of warmth. "Their arrogance won't last long."
The storm was brewing, but China remained unyielding.
This rare show of defiance gave many netizens confidence in the current situation.
Only Huo Rou knew the worry and anxiety of the press conference director who had just spoken resolutely on the news.
"Kid, how's it going?"
Huo Rou had the speakerphone on, her eyes fixed on every data packet on the computer screen. The large office was silent, so Minister Zeng also heard this familiar voice, but it was the first time he had heard such a hesitant tone.
"Is this trick really going to work?"
Minister Zeng was somewhat annoyed by his incessant questions. "Director, you're an old man, why can't you learn to be calm? Little Rou is busy, be patient!"
Hearing his voice, the other party suddenly became less worried and anxious, even managing to speak with a broadcast announcer's tone, "Minister Zeng is here too. Thank you for your hard work!"
"It's coming!" Huo Rou exclaimed softly.
Minister Zeng abruptly looked over, "What did it say?"