But even though I know, Lin Ping was too lazy to explain to Thomson, a native American.

What's more, although the other party and him belong to cIa, they come from different systems.

Lin Ping belongs to the Operations Department, while Thomson comes from the Technology Department under CIa. Most of the employees are from computers, pharmacological geniuses recruited by major prestigious universities in the United States, as well as some hackers who have been forced to recruit. To put it bluntly, they provide technical support to Lin Ping and other big men in some required actions.

On the inside of the garage gate, two strong Asian men Zhenghou were there. The outline of the gun could be seen vaguely with their waists. After seeing Lin Ping and the other two coming out, one of them continued to stay in the original place and swept his eyes out of the garage from time to time.

Another Asian man walked up and said in a somewhat stiff Chinese: "Agent Smith is waiting for you to come back, no tail left?"

"Safety!"

Lin Ping nodded, "I understand, I'll go there now!"

After hearing the movement, they came down to check and guard the garage door, both of them were elite Asian agents directly transferred from the United States by CIa. They speak Chinese and are proficient in invasion, spy intelligence and combat.

It is not an exaggeration to be careful that a senior agent who is on the mission has mysteriously disappeared in China.

What's more, this is still a capital of a powerful Far East country, and it is not a stronghold purchased by CIa in China. It is just a temporary house chosen outside the suburbs of Nandu to avoid being targeted by China's counter-espionage system.

After leaving the garage, Lin Ping and the others did not stay in the yard of this suburban residence for much, but the agent's instinct still made them look around vigilantly and enter the house.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw two agents with Asian faces watching the door. In the living room not far from the entrance, there were four other Asian agents sitting on the sand at this time. Some were smoking boredly, some were picking channels with remote controls, and two were using gun oil to maintain the weapons placed on the coffee table in front of me.

Seeing Lin Ping coming in, everyone nodded tacitly and didn't say much, so he took Wang Bo and Thomson to the second floor.

Unlike all Asian agents on the first floor, all of them stay on the second floor were white faces.

Hearing the footsteps of going upstairs, a white man sitting on a sand on the second floor, closing his eyes to rest, immediately opened his eyes, smiled and greeted him, "You are back, Lin..."

Whites are different from blacks, and there are many people who look like thirties and forties at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and there are also people who look like thirties and forties in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their ages in their age

For example, the white man in front of Lin Ping looked like he was in his early thirties, with a strong and plump tendon. You can tell at a glance that he was very diligent in training on weekdays.

He has been at cIa for more than 20 years and is one of the best agents under the CIa Operations Department, which is Smith mentioned by the Asian agent before.

"Um……"

Lin Ping responded, and after approaching, he spoke without waiting for them to ask, "We have no gains in the afternoon, but Wang Bo and Thomson have found some suspicious aspects of the target. We are going to make arrangements to go to the target company to see if there will be any gains..."

“Have you gained nothing?”

Smith frowned and looked at him, his eyes quickly passed by him and turned directly to Thomson, and actually asked him directly: "Tell me, what are the suspicious things!"

Lin Ping felt unhappy, but his good scheming made no emotional fluctuations appear on his face.

If the world wants to evaluate the country with the most serious racial discrimination, although the United States is unlikely to be selected as the first, it is definitely indispensable in the top five countries.

If this selection is limited to "developed countries", then the first priority is that the United States will not run away.

The Chinese have a status in the United States that is not as high as outsiders imagine. Although Chinese are hard-working and smart and motivated, their economic status is not as good as whites, not to mention their political status, not only are they far lower than those of Africans, but even Latin America and the Middle East immigrants are much higher than those of Chinese.

There is no way, who made China so incredible in modern times? Although the pig tail whip in the Qing Dynasty had been cut for more than a hundred years, the pig tail of the Americans' hearts was still there.

Thomson shrugged. He was from the intelligence department and his EQ was not low. Otherwise, he would not have been a hacker-born person to join cIa after being arrested by cIa.

However, although he had long felt some of the dissonance in the team, what did it have to do with him? He immediately explained the previous analysis to Smith again.

"I understand. It seems that this Chinese named 'Sun Cheng' does have problems!"

Smith thought for a while, then nodded, looked at Lin Ping again and said to him: "Since he has a problem, then arrange some people and check him carefully!"

This commanding tone made Lin Ping raise his eyebrows, and he felt even more unhappy.

However, he hesitated for a moment but still did not refute him. He said "hmm" lightly as an answer, and then sat aside and stopped talking.

Smith's age is there. If nothing unexpected happens, this trip to China should be his last mission as a senior agent. If it can be completed successfully, he should be promoted to the management system and serve as a middle- and senior official after returning to the United States.

So unless the other party is really targeted, Lin Ping, who has a much more difficult road to promotion than a white agent, naturally wants to make a good relationship with him, and may be able to use it in the future.

Seeing that he was convinced, Smith couldn't help but smile with a satisfied smile on his face.

This time the mission is related to his future promotion. He is nearly fifty years old and has been able to clearly feel his physical strength and his energy is far inferior to his youth in all aspects, so he has been seeking an upgrade.

If only an ordinary senior agent mysteriously disappeared in China, it is naturally impossible to shock the senior management of cIa, but if the other party is shouldering special tasks and missions, the answer will be different.

It is obvious that Lin Ping is not the only one who knows the special nature of William Chen's mission, but Smith also knows and knows it even more clearly than him.

So he was also very confident that if he found out the whereabouts of William Chen during this mission, arrested Aida Wang and even figured out whether they had really obtained something that should belong to the United States on the "Nubra Island".

So with this credit, Smith has a high chance of being promoted and serving as a middle- and high-level official in a certain department of CIa, which is the best way out for them, agents.

When he thought of this, Lin Ping still needed to contribute to himself, his tone was relieved a lot, and he took the initiative to release a little kindness to him: "You are tired for a day, go and rest early. I have to wait for Robert's report. He has been following the 'Ada King' these days..."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly there was a dull sound of heavy objects falling from the roof.

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1.2o18 is here, Battleship i wishes all book friends and good health and all the best in the new year.
Chapter completed!