At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Not far away, Chen Geng vaguely heard several wealthy businessmen chatting about Emmas.

"...Speaking of Emma Morgan, she was truly born with a silver spoon in her mouth. The combination of the Redfield and Morgan families, two great empires, was bound to be successful."

"Yes, I heard that his mother, Mrs. Miranda Redfield, was a well-known socialite and philanthropist on the East Coast. She had a keen eye and invested in many technology companies..."

The name "Miranda" struck Chen Geng instantly!

The puzzling information in the system intelligence immediately flashed into his mind: Miranda Redfield and Chinese student Joe Senlin had a son whose whereabouts are unknown!

Miranda Redfield!

Emma's mother!

So that seemingly unrelated piece of information from the system was actually located here!

Emmas is the son of Miranda and Arthur Morgan, so what is his relationship with Joe Forest, the missing child?

Half-brother? Or... no, that's not right, the age doesn't match. Emmas looks to be around forty, and the information is from forty-five years ago... Could that child be Emmas?

But Emmas is the acknowledged heir to the Morgan family... This is a very complicated situation!

Be careful!

His heart was pounding, but he tried his best to remain calm.

The value of this intelligence far exceeded his previous expectations, but it was also much more dangerous!

How to use it? When to use it?

He had absolutely no clue!

Just as his heart was churning, a slight commotion arose at the entrance of the banquet hall.

All eyes turned to a tall, elegant woman who entered, accompanied by two casually dressed but capable-looking attendants.

Unlike most of the women present, she did not wear a glamorous evening gown, but instead wore a well-tailored, crisp dark green cheongsam embroidered with gold thread.

The cheongsam perfectly outlined her smooth and powerful body lines, and the slit at the hem was just right, revealing her straight and strong calves wearing matching high heels.

She still had her neat short hair, wore light makeup, and her lips were a rich, bright red, which contrasted sharply with her cool temperament, creating a breathtaking and unique charm that combined classical Chinese elegance with the aloofness of a soldier.

This woman is none other than Lang Hehe!

Her appearance instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Many people don't know her, but they can feel her unique and imposing aura.

When Mayor Xu and several other high-ranking officials saw her, they were clearly aware of the situation and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Lang Hehe politely nodded in return, but his gaze quickly swept across the entire room before finally settling on Chen Geng.

She picked up a glass of champagne offered by the waiter, but didn't drink it. Instead, she walked straight toward where Chen Geng and Mu Xueke were.

Chen Geng felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that what was bound to happen would eventually come.

Mu Xueke also noticed Lang Hehe, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes before she regained her composure.

Lang Hehe walked closer and first nodded slightly to Mu Xueke.

"Mr. Mu, excuse me. I am Lang Hehe, and I am in charge of some of the security liaison work for Mr. Emmas's visit to China."

"Colonel Lang, I've long admired you."

Mu Xueke responded politely, explaining that she had already learned Lang Hehe's identity from Director Wang.

Lang Hehe turned his gaze to Chen Geng, his light amber eyes appearing even more profound and sharp under the dazzling lights of the banquet hall.

"Mr. Chen, there are some security details I need to ask you about. Would it be convenient for us to talk in private?"

Her tone was questioning, but her eyes left no room for refusal.

Chen Geng glanced at Mu Xueke, and Mu Xueke nodded slightly.

"Yes, Colonel Lang," Chen Geng replied.

Lang Hehe said to Mu Xueke, "Excuse me for a moment."

Then she gestured "please" to Chen Geng, leading him to a quiet corridor on the side of the banquet hall that connected to a huge viewing balcony.

As the balcony door opened, the night breeze, carrying the slight briny and coolness of the bay, gently cooled the banquet hall, slightly isolating it from the noise and warmth.

In the distance lies the world-renowned dazzling night view of Shenzhen, while below, countless lights illuminate the city.

Lang Hehe walked to the balcony railing, with his back to the brilliant lights and facing Chen Geng.

The hem of the cheongsam fluttered gently in the night breeze.

She didn't speak immediately, but quietly scrutinized Chen Geng with her eyes that could see through people's hearts.

"Mr. Chen," Lang Hehe finally spoke, his voice exceptionally clear in the night breeze.

"This afternoon at the airport, based on the intelligence you provided, we successfully apprehended seven targets. However, 'Viper' used a clone to escape."

"In addition, we are still unable to locate the two infiltrators within Mr. Emmas's team."

She paused for a moment, her gaze fixed firmly on Chen Geng's eyes.

"Regarding the inside man, regarding 'Viper,' do you know more than you told Chang Le?"

Chen Geng met Lang Hehe's gaze but did not answer immediately.

Reveal all system intelligence?

That would be tantamount to courting death!

Complete denial?

Lang Hehe simply wouldn't believe it...

The time has come to test Chen Geng's storytelling skills!

"Colonel Lang," Chen Geng began slowly, trying to make his voice sound steady.

"Due to strict confidentiality principles, I cannot elaborate on its specific source and method, just as you wouldn't disclose operational details to unauthorized personnel when carrying out certain tasks. This has nothing to do with trust, right?"

Lang Hehe's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, and his gaze deepened.

"You mean your intelligence wasn't something you overheard by chance, nor was it obtained through personal investigation, but rather came from some organization behind the scenes?"

"You could say that," Chen Geng said noncommittally, but his tone was certain. "Our goals are aligned. I'm really just a messenger, passing on intelligence to capable people like you."

"A shared goal?" Lang Hehe's lips curled into a very faint, almost imperceptible smile, whether it was a sneer or amusement was hard to tell.

"Then why is the intelligence so precise, yet vague at crucial points? Were you aware of 'Viper's' escape?"

Chen Geng's mind raced, and his face revealed just the right amount of seriousness and a hint of "helplessness".

"Escaped? Colonel Lang, we're not omniscient. His escape was indeed unexpected, and it shows that our opponents are more cunning than we anticipated. But we will do everything in our power to track down his whereabouts and new movements."

"You..." Lang Hehe pressed, "which department do you belong to? Or... are you a non-governmental organization?"

"I'm sorry, Colonel Lang, this is beyond my authority to disclose." Chen Geng shook his head. "I can only guarantee that our position is absolutely reliable, and our purpose is purely to protect national interests and the safety of important figures."

Lang Hehe fell silent. She picked up the champagne she hadn't drunk yet, gently swirling the golden liquid in the glass. Her gaze shifted from Chen Geng's face to the deep night sky in the distance.

She was quickly digesting and analyzing every word Chen Geng said.

Organized channels? Grassroots? Or some unknown special front?

Chen Geng's words were a mixture of truth and falsehood, but they were logically consistent. Most importantly, the information he provided was indeed accurate and extremely valuable, which is an undeniable fact.

The "forces" behind him seem to have no ill intentions, and may even be willing to assist him.

But the more this is the case, the more vigilant we need to be.

Uncontrollable forces are themselves a variable.