Tehran Grocery Store: My Intelligence is Priced Clearly

Zhao Ping'an strode up to Zhang Jian, his expression more solemn than ever before.

"Zhang Jian, you have to help us this time."

Zhang Jian exhaled a smoke ring.

"Help you?"

"Help you rescue that informant named Kite?"

"Yes, you must..."

"Stop."

Zhao Ping'an had barely begun to speak when Zhang Jian raised a hand to interrupt him.

"I can't help you with this."

"With my small arms and legs, I have to hide every day, I don't have that ability."

"Besides, I've already used some people I shouldn't have used to get this guy to talk. I've given them away for free, so don't push your luck."

"It's not that I'm trying to push my luck, it's just that we really can't solve this!"

Zhao Ping'an spoke extremely quickly.

"You heard it too, the kite's location in Dubai has been completely exposed."

"The CIA's Middle East Division's special operations team is about to close in the next couple of days."

"Director Chen has ordered you to do him a favor and rescue him!"

After hearing this, Zhang Jian's face showed a strange expression.

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and rubbed it twice.

"Your Director Chen is really something else."

Zhang Jian leaned back and placed his hands on his stomach.

"Who is the kite? Male or female? Tall or short, fat or thin? I've never even seen a hair on it, how can I help?"

Zhang Jian pointed to his nose.

"Yes, I'm pretty good at intelligence gathering, but that doesn't mean I have the capability to extend my reach into the Persian Gulf."

"Besides, I'm not an unofficial staff member of your National Security Bureau, nor am I a human smuggler who transports people out of the country."

"You've got the wrong person, you idiot."

Zhao Ping'an immediately became anxious.

"I didn't ask you to go to Dubai to bail people out!"

"It's just that we really don't have enough manpower there, and now the customs system is being watched by the CIA, so outsiders can't get in at all."

"I just want you to come up with an idea!"

"Like the Sea Eagle!"

"Just plan a relatively clean evacuation route for him!"

"As long as the route is planned well, his family will do everything they can to support him."

"Whether he can escape in the end depends on his own fate, is that alright?"

Zhang Jian laughed.

Looking at Zhao Ping'an's anxious expression, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Brother Zhao, do you think this is hopscotch?"

"Dubai is such a lousy place, there are security cameras everywhere."

"The UAE's customs system is still being exploited by the CIA through backdoors."

"You expect me to draw a line for him from a distance of 108,000 miles, and he'll fly out along that line?"

"Do you think the CIA's special operations teams are blind, or stupid?"

Zhao Ping'an was so speechless that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

He knew in his heart that what Zhang Jian said was indeed the truth.

In a highly developed city like Dubai, once a location is locked down, there's no escape.

"Well... there's no other way!"

"We'll try anything, even if it's a desperate situation. With your extensive intelligence network, you're bound to find a loophole!"

Zhang Jian sighed, took out another cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

"Brother Zhao, you think your National Security team can just talk your way out of things and expect me to do the work?"

Zhang Jian looked at Zhao Ping'an through the smoke.

"Do you know how much real money I've poured into the Sea Eagle project?"

"Is buying information free, or is bribing officials free?"

"Haiying did come to help me out, so I'll take responsibility if something happens to him and I'll accept the financial loss."

"But what about the kite?"

Zhang Jian spread his hands.

"What does he have to do with me?"

"Why should I offend the CIA Middle East Special Operations Group for the sake of a complete stranger?"

"Is it for patriotism? Or for sentimentality?"

"Stop talking nonsense. We're all adults. His life is a life, but mine isn't?"

As Zhao Ping'an listened to Zhang Jian's sarcastic words, he felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

What time is it?!

With the situation dire, this kid is still calculating the economics!

"Zhang Jian!"

Zhao Ping'an raised his voice a few decibels, wishing he could go up and give this kid a good whack.

"That's our Overseas Intelligence Division's ace!"

"You hold the key to the Middle East intelligence network in your hands! Can you please stop talking about money all the time?!"

Zhang Jian shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

"What else is there to talk about if not money?"

"Talking about feelings?"

"Do I have any emotional attachment to your kites?"

Zhao Ping'an gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He took three deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

Chen Jianguo's instructions on the phone were still echoing in his ears; now was not the time to argue with Zhang Jian.

"Don't worry, Director Chen said so."

"Name your price, as long as you're willing to help!"

"We need money, the family will approve the funding immediately!"

"If you need anything else, we'll use all our resources to satisfy you as much as possible!"

"As long as the kite survives, Director Chen will personally recommend you for commendation!"

After these words were spoken, the basement fell silent for a few seconds.

Zhang Jian raised an eyebrow.

He didn't care at all whether or not he asked for credit.

For someone who spends most of his time abroad, that thing wouldn't be of much use to him.

But the phrase "set any conditions" does sound quite comforting.

He slowly put his legs down, stretched out a big yawn, and his bones cracked a few times.

"You should have said so earlier."

Zhang Jian put his phone into his pocket, stood up, and stretched his neck.

"Since Director Chen is so sincere, it would be very inconsiderate of me to refuse again."

"I'll take this job."

"But let me make this clear from the start."

Zhang Jian held up one finger and shook it.

"My job is only to plan the route and provide intelligence support."

"You'll have to handle the specific evacuation operations yourselves."

"Don't come looking for me when something goes wrong."

"Let me make this clear first: I am not responsible for anything that happens afterward!"