People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

A miraculous rescue?

That's interesting, very interesting.

Ding Ze couldn't help but smile. "Sure, if I remember correctly, Iran borders Afghanistan. It would be much easier to go through Afghanistan than to enter Iran directly?"

Vincent nodded. "Boss, you're not mistaken."

“Okay, then answer a very crucial question: is this top hacker worth the risk?” Ding Ze asked.

Vincent grinned, thought for a moment, and decided to say the most crucial point: "He can easily manipulate the stock market. With him, we can easily make a lot of money."

“I see,” Ding Ze smiled, then asked, “Do you have a contact over there? Someone who can provide me with everything I need? Vehicles, weapons, equipment?”

Vincent laughed, "Sure, but boss, I have to remind you, those people are not trustworthy."

Ding Ze knew, of course. "Okay, give me the hacker's detailed information and I'll contact the CIA to see what the best way to handle this is."

Vincent grinned broadly, "Okay."

"By the way, what's that hacker's name?" Ding Ze suddenly thought.

“Ida Hassan,” Vincent replied.

***********

It's about nine o'clock in the evening.

Ding Zezai carefully read through all the information about Ida Hassan provided by Vincent.

Because there was so much information, he felt dizzy and had to close his eyes for a while to catch his breath.

After finishing, Ding Ze lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and then took out his phone to call CIA Director Eddie Thomas.

Few people know the private phone number of someone like Eddie Thomas, so when his cell phone rings, he answers it immediately.

“Director Thomas, it’s me,” Ding Ze greeted with a smile.

Upon hearing the voice, Eddie Thomas immediately knew who it was and smiled, "Mr. Ding."

"Good evening," Ding Ze greeted, then cut to the chase without further ado, "Director Thomas, I need to go to Yilang to bring someone out. Can you help me?"

Eddie Thomas paused for a moment, then said, "You're going yourself?"

“Hmm,” Ding Ze replied.

“He seems to be a very special person,” Eddie Thomas said calmly, already understanding that Ding Ze would not be going alone, but would bring a lot of people, which meant that this was a rescue operation. “Mr. Ding, I can arrange for you to go from Afghanistan, but you must understand that the situation in Iran is very complicated, and it is very dangerous for Americans to be active there.”

Ding Ze smiled and said, "I understand."

Eddie Thomas didn't mince words. "This favor isn't cheap. I need you to bring someone out with you while you're at it."

Ding Ze understood this rule. "No problem."

“Mr. Ding is a very straightforward person. So I won’t beat around the bush. We will provide you with all kinds of resources as much as possible, but our people will not get involved, even if you die there.”

“Of course,” Ding Ze replied with a smile.

“Okay, what time, and where are we going?” Eddie Thomas asked directly.

Ding Ze had just returned and wanted to rest for a while. After thinking it over, he decided, "Isfahan will be going in two days."

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements and contact you again."

"Thank you."

call ended.

Ding Ze then called Abruzzi, “John, I just finalized the operation with the CIA to go to Ellang. We’re leaving in two days. This time I need an elite team that’s familiar with the area.”

Abruzzi didn't waste any words and nodded in agreement, "Okay, how many people do you need?"

“Twenty people,” Ding Ze replied. “Also, find a few more of those damned Ilang people as soon as possible. I’ll make a few more human skin masks this time.”

Thank you for America’s diversity.

There are quite a few Irish people living in the United States, so it's not a big problem.

“Okay,” Abruzzi agreed.

The two didn't say anything more.

Ding Ze quickly went out, got into his car, left Dongfeng Security, and went to pick up Janet, who had just finished her work.

***************

I received Janet.

Ding Ze said with a smile, "I suddenly realized not long ago that I haven't been to your house yet."

Upon hearing this, Janet immediately acted up, looking at Ding Ze with a mournful expression, "I didn't dare to mention it, thinking that Mr. Ding looked down on my poor and shabby place."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze chuckled and slapped Janet across the back of her head.

Snapped.

"Looks like you're planning to become unable to walk again," Ding Ze said with a laugh.

Janet raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, then nodded excitedly, "Mhm."

Hey, this woman.

"Stop 'hmm'ing and stop thinking about it. Come on, let's visit your house," Ding Ze joked.

Janet smiled happily.

Janet bought the house not too long ago; it's a super large penthouse in a luxury residential area, with an area of ​​about 700 square meters, ridiculously large.

It was so big that Ding Ze felt particularly empty and desolate as soon as he walked in. To be honest, the house wasn't cold inside, it just looked cold.

"Your home is truly outrageous," Ding Ze could only think of this one word after taking a quick look. "Don't you feel creeped out living here?"

Janet smiled slyly, "I don't think so. Usually, a bunch of handsome guys come, it's very lively."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze promptly gave Janet a thumbs up, "That explains it."

Janet was disappointed when her little trick failed. She glared at Ding Ze and yelled, "Get lost!"

Ding Ze smiled without saying a word and continued his tour at ease.

The house is so big that everything is huge – the living room, bedrooms, bathrooms – it all feels ridiculously large.

Janet didn't say anything, but kicked off her high heels and walked barefoot towards the kitchen to get a drink for Ding Ze.

As they walked, Janet suddenly stopped and turned around. "Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you something to eat?"

"Can you?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

“…” Janet felt a little embarrassed and lowered her head slightly. “I know a little bit.”

"Haha, will the things you make kill people?" Ding Ze teased.

Janet: "!!!! Get lost, you'll starve, I'm not doing it anymore."

"No, please do it," Ding Ze said, knowing when to stop. "Also, could you lift your foot and show me the sole of your foot?"

Janet was puzzled, but she did as she was told.

Ding Ze looked at it and couldn't stop laughing, "Just as I thought, it's all dust."

“???” Janet was stunned, then looked down and was extremely embarrassed. “Ahem, I haven’t cleaned in a long time, I forgot. It’s okay, I can just wash it.”

"Really? So it wasn't just being sloppy after all."

Janet: "...Mr. Ding, could you please shut up?"

"Okay, then I'll go watch TV on the sofa. Good luck, Ms. Austin," Ding Ze said with a smile, shaking his head. He sat down on the sofa, found the remote control, turned on the huge TV, and started watching casually.

A moment later, the sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets could be heard from the kitchen.

Ding Ze took out a cigarette, lit it, and didn't interfere, letting Janet do whatever she wanted.

About half an hour later.

Janet brought over two plates of spaghetti and placed them on the coffee table in front of Ding Ze. Then, she quickly grabbed two bottles of beer and gave Ding Ze a slightly nervous, forced smile. "Try it, it should taste alright."

“Okay,” Ding Ze nodded and took a taste.

To be honest, it's alright, not so bad as to be unpalatable, just passable.

"It's delicious," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Janet breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed abruptly. "That's good."

Having said that, Janet sat down, opened a beer for Ding Ze, and then began to eat.

finished eating.

The two took a shower, then sat back on the sofa without wearing anything and watched TV.

As he was watching, Ding Ze suddenly thought of something, "Would you like to play a fun game?"

Janet asked, puzzled, "What game?"

"I have a drug that can make xxx reach the extreme. Would you like to try it?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Janet was stunned. "How do you have this kind of medicine?"

"It's not convenient to talk about it. The principle is the same as the principle behind those people being burned to ashes, only the effect is different," Ding Ze replied.