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Chapter 631 Lin Yi, you don't want others to know about your deal with the CIA, do you? (Second Update)
The decision to dig up old Soviet graves has now raised some questions.

Where is this old Soviet grave?
Or rather, where are similar old graves?

After all, before the collapse of the Soviet Union, relevant data and personnel began to be lost, which resulted in the loss of a lot of information.

These lost documents recorded a large number of Soviet research projects, so much so that even now, after inheriting most of the Soviet legacy, Russia continues to dig up these archives and conduct archaeological research.

It would be even more troublesome to ask Russians to find a place that even they themselves cannot find.

After a long silence, Barack finally made the decision:

"Let the CIA investigate! They're experts at this!"

"That concludes today's meeting. The Ministry of National Defense should follow up on the funding and progress of those biological research projects to ensure our funds are not wasted."

Simmons nodded, accepting the job.

Navarro, who was absent today, became the one doing the hard labor.

After the meeting, everyone went home and back to their own mothers.

Barack returned to his office, stared at the phone on his desk for a moment, hesitated, and then picked it up.

He dialed the number, and on the other end was someone who supported his presidential campaign.

"Is something wrong?" The person on the other end was also surprised that he would call at this time. After asking just one question, Barack asked:

"I remember that your Jewish consortium has some biological research work. I would like to ask if your biological research can create genetic warriors?"

As soon as the question was asked, a heavy breathing sound came through the receiver, followed by the questioning from the other end:

“Barack, we’re trying every possible way to promote elite education and happy education in America in order to make the people below us stupid.”

"You shouldn't be one of the subordinates, how could you become so stupid?"

"From the perspective of the objective laws of scientific development, that thing cannot exist."

"And besides, once that thing is made, can you control it?"

If he hadn't seen those videos, and if those videos weren't retrieved by Delta Force, Barack would have hung up the phone immediately after this barrage of questions.

But he saw those videos.

After taking a few deep breaths in silence, he calmly said, "A kidnapping has occurred at the Rekdik mine in Pakistan."

“Our people encountered a group of super soldiers there, super soldiers from a minority group in China.”

"Based on a detailed analysis by our military intelligence department, the technology they used to modify these people came from the former Soviet Union."

"Now, we want to acquire these technologies."

"But to obtain the technology, we need to find research institutes in the former Soviet Union. Back then, you Jews absorbed a lot of biological experts from the former Soviet Union, so they should have some recollection of the relevant research."

"I'll send you the video later!"

"You're the one who should decide whether you want to go to that research institute!"

Without waiting for a response, Barack hung up the phone and then used his personal email to send the relevant videos to the person on the other end of the line.

After doing all this, he took out his notebook and silently ticked a box on page 1.

On the first page of this notebook, including this checkmark, there are a total of 4 checkmarks.

…………

George Bush Intelligence Center.

When Navarro received that series of documents, he was completely dumbfounded. He checked it repeatedly for a long time before finally confirming that the mission given to him by the black president and the Department of Defense was to send someone to China to investigate some so-called super soldier.

The investigation focused on genetic modification, the Soviet Union, and ethnic minorities.

After reading through the task details, he was completely overwhelmed.

Because this damn thing has no direction for investigation at all!
Surely no one really believes that super soldiers exist in this world?
You've watched too many Terminators!

I've watched too much First Blood!
I've seen more of The Matrix!

But the other party is the president, so he has to carry it out...

Why did I choose to bet on Baby Lark back then? I think... what was it again?

After patting his head for a while, Navarro's brow relaxed. He remembered that it was because those Jews had given him a lot of money back then.

For the sake of money, I won't curse this idiot!
After reassuring himself, Navarro began to think about how to carry out this mission.

This mission is very difficult, but the previous operations have resulted in the loss of many of the buried nails.

If we were to launch it, only those with extremely high priority levels could be launched, but those all come at a huge cost and are not suitable for this task.

After much thought, a very familiar name jumped out from the depths of my memory—Lin Yi!
This guy is a front man for some of their officials.

The white glove must have some information.

He only needed to threaten him with his deal with the CIA to get this information.

Then, with this information, you can hand it over to the nail, allowing the nail to use it to snowball and extract even more useful information.

very good!

Mr. Lin, you don't want your deal with the CIA to be exposed, do you?

With a rough plan in mind, Navarro found Dmitri, got Lin Yi's number from him, and dialed directly using Dmitri's phone.

Suzhou.

Lin Yi was awakened from his sleep by his phone ringing. Looking at the words "Dmitri" on the screen, he hesitated, wondering if he should think of a way to kill this bastard.

Who makes phone calls in the middle of the night every day!

However, considering the benefits this guy brings, we can allow him to live a little longer for now.

Half-asleep, Lin Yi answered the phone: "Good evening!"

A voice came from the other side, but it wasn't Dmitri's annoying voice; it was another, deeper voice.

"Mr. Lin, hello, this is Navarro! I'd like to talk to you about something!"

Who is Navarro?
Lin Yi's mind went blank for two seconds before the memories of his conversation with Dmitri began to surface.

Navarro, the CIA director appointed by Black president Barack Obama.

He was in charge of managing the CIA, but not of smuggling.

What does this guy want from me?
Just as Lin Yi was about to ask the other party why they were looking for him, Navarro spoke first:
"Mr. Lin, you wouldn't want others to know about your deal with the CIA, would you?"

The other person spoke Mandarin, and although their accent was a bit strange, it was still recognizable.

After figuring out that sentence, Lin Yi felt like he had become that character in a Japanese movie... the wife of the Minotaur.

As for the incompetent husband...

Lin Yi turned his head and looked at Ji Shuangshuang, who was fast asleep to the side.

Incompetent wife!
no……

At this moment, the brain officially starts up, officially begins to function, and begins to think about the meaning behind Navarro's words.

After about ten seconds, Lin Yi chuckled twice and asked in a sly tone:

"Mr. Navarro, is this how you test your cadres?"

“Just say what you want. I’m not afraid of threats if I’m willing to do business with you.” “I think Mr. Navarro, you probably don’t want the Americans to know that you’re involved in joint smuggling with the Chinese, do you?”

"It's the middle of the night here, I still need to sleep, I'll give you three minutes!"

The breathing on the other end of the line quickened; clearly, the other person hadn't expected Lin Yi to be so direct.

After taking a few deep breaths, he asked:

"Two days ago, a group of super soldiers appeared in Balochistan province, Pakistan."

"Our investigation has revealed that those super soldiers are from China, and we suspect that they have undergone genetic modification."

"I want to know if the people behind you have the ability to access those things."

"We're willing to pay a small reward!"

Pakistani President Lin Yi understood, and so did Balochistan Province.

But what the hell is this so-called super soldier?
Or is it that after my rebirth, this world has an additional timeline of Resident Evil?
America, you all deserve to die!
These thoughts swirled in my mind, all converging into one sentence:

"and then?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone; the voice seemed surprised by Lin Yi's reaction, which was far too calm.

They seemed calm... as if they didn't care about this so-called super soldier at all.

A few seconds later, Navarro's voice came again:
"If... if you can find some useful intelligence, then... we can strengthen our cooperation and earn more money!"

Perhaps worried that Lin Yi would look down on his conditions, Navarro quickly added, but this was also a threat:

"If needed, I can help you get lithium mines in Australia!"

"I'll get in touch with them and get back to you when I have news." Lin Yi started lying through his teeth, and then hung up the phone without giving the other party any chance.

I tossed my phone aside, pulled the covers over myself, and went to sleep.

At 7 a.m., he was woken up by Ji Shuangshuang, and then he was dressed in clothes to go out.

"11 a.m., Shanghai Municipal Government, don't be late!"

Lin Yi reluctantly got up, washed up, took the prepared breakfast, and walked out with his briefcase.

On the way to Shanghai, guessing that Leng Yun had already gotten up, I took out my number and called her.

Leng Yun wasn't surprised to receive Lin Yi's call, since they had been testing Xiaomi Heavy Industry's equipment during this period.

Making phone calls is a perfectly normal thing to do.

But what Lin Yi said was so bizarre that even the old man on the other end of the phone, who claimed to be knowledgeable and had seen countless storms, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

What does it mean that China has created a super soldier?

Does China have such advanced gene technology?
I do not know how?
In the misty morning of the Western Regions, an old man, holding his phone, walked out of the command center and looked westward.

The west was still somewhat dark, and the sun could not be seen; the sun had not yet risen in the west.

If the sun doesn't rise in the west, what nonsense are these people spouting?

After a moment of stunned silence, a bright smile spread across Leng Yun's shrewd and experienced face.

Based on the information reported by Qian Hongyi, he immediately understood that the "super soldiers" that America mentioned were actually the group of people sent to Pakistan for the operation.

The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain.

In the eyes of the American people, China's basic science and technology are backward, especially in materials science, so they subconsciously overlooked the powered exoskeletons worn by those people.

Instead, they attributed it all to the fact that the warriors wearing powered exoskeletons were genetic warriors.

Only in this way can their fighting strength be explained.

Recently, due to several fishing expeditions, the CIA's moles suffered heavy losses, and since Lin Yi acted like a front man, they thought they could get enough information from him.

Need intelligence?

If you don't tell me, I can't give it to you!

Since you said so, I can't not give it to you!

He cleared his throat and said to the person on the other end of the phone:
"You just play the role of the white glove, and I'll go and get a complete set of information."

I'll give it to you in a couple of days!

"Remember to ask for a higher price!"

Suzhou.

The laughter on the phone told Lin Yi that Leng Yun was holding back something big again, and according to the old man's habits, this big thing was no small matter.

But none of that matters to me; I just want to make money.

I just want to make money!

As for the stumbles and setbacks on the road to making money, those are nothing.

After putting away his phone, Lin Yi finally had time to take out the materials prepared by Ji Shuangshuang and review the cooperation with the Shanghai side.

In recent years, with economic development, Shanghai has launched a four-center plan: a financial center, a trade center, a shipping center, and an economic center.

The focus is on high-end manufacturing and high-end service industries.

This time, when Shanghai extended an invitation to Xiaomi Heavy Industry, they were looking to poach talent from the high-end manufacturing sector, while Lin Yi wanted to focus on the cultural and creative industries within the service sector, specifically game development.

Because Xiaomi Heavy Industry currently has too many heavy assets, it needs to allocate some light assets to balance its assets.

In the internet sector, there are already collaborative projects with Lin'an.

To prevent my subordinates from fighting each other, I have no choice but to go into the cultural and creative industries.

That is, making games.

The timing wasn't ideal either. In 2011, the notion that games are the devil, that they ruin children and families, was still rampant. I wonder if the people in Shanghai had the guts to accept this collaboration.

Lin Yi put down the documents, closed his eyes, and began preparing his speech.

The distance from Suzhou to Shanghai is not far. After dawdling for two hours, they finally arrived at the Shanghai Municipal Government.

After registering at the guardhouse, the car slowly drove into the parking lot. Before it even stopped, a man who looked to be in his thirties jogged up to the car.

"Mr. Lin from Xiaomi Heavy Industry, right? I'm Chen Tao, Secretary Zhang's secretary."

"This way, please. The Party Secretary is still in a meeting, which will probably last another half hour. He instructed me to take you to the reception room first."

"He'll come over after the meeting!"

Lin Yi got out of the car with his briefcase and followed Chen Tao slowly into the municipal government building.

Upon entering the reception room, Chen Tao served Lin Yi a cup of tea and then naturally stood to the side, appearing ready to follow Lin Yi's instructions.

Lin Yi picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then took out the prepared documents from his briefcase and began to look through them in front of Chen Tao.

He even deliberately brought the document in his hand closer to Chen Tao so that the other party could see it clearly.

They didn't seem to be trying to hide anything at all.

Seeing this, Chen Tao knew that the young man in front of him, who was even younger than himself, was giving him a heads-up. He didn't flinch and stared wide-eyed at the document in the other man's hand.

[Game Center Development Plan...]

(End of this chapter)