At thirty, awaken the daily intelligence system

Seeing Lin Mo walking out slowly, Chen Shanhe's face turned pale, and the fingers in his sleeves were trembling slightly.

He did not panic like Toyoda Ichiro, but had a sense of resignation.

Chen Shanhe slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the turbid American air.

Others did not disturb him, including Lin Mo, who just sat on the chair behind the desk, quietly waiting for Chen Shanhe to regain his emotions.

Scenes like today have appeared in Lin Mo's mind countless times.

Especially when dreaming, he often dreamed of the scene where he took his family back to live in Daxia after solving Chen Shanhe.

finally

After nearly three years of hard work, this day has finally arrived.

Lin Mo is not in a hurry, he still has a lot of time, and he can take his family to many interesting places and some interesting countries in the future.

At the same time, he also knew that Chen Shanhe no longer had this opportunity.

The ending waiting for him is destined to be bleak.

Therefore, at this historic and critical moment, Lin Mo was willing to let Chen Shanhe adjust to a relatively stable mood, and then have a friendly exchange with this respectable opponent.

After all, the past three years were also Lin Mo’s youth!

If it weren't for the big trouble Chen Shanhe, he might just be a mysterious super rich man now, but he would never have the status and knowledge he has today.

The source of good fortune and misfortune.

From another perspective, Lin Mo has indeed achieved great growth and progress.

After waiting for about a full minute, Chen Shanhe slowly opened his eyes. A pair of darkened eyes fell on Lin Mo, and asked calmly, "Can you let them all go out?"

His current tone doesn't sound like he's begging for mercy, but rather like the way he sounded when they were in BH City after they had already disguised themselves and were communicating with each other.

"sure."

Lin Mo readily agreed to the request, waved his hand and said, "Mr. Hester, King Toyota, please wait outside."

Jonson Hester naturally didn't say anything more and nodded slightly in agreement.

Toyoda Ichiro clenched his fists and was reluctant to leave.

He wanted to say something to Chen Shanhe, but he didn't know how to say it.

The moment he saw Lin Mo, he already knew that they were finished.

Not only will something happen to Chen Shanhe, but he, the loser in front of the stage, will definitely not end well.

They are grasshoppers on a rope, both prospering and losing.

"Why"

"That's all."

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"

Chen Shanhe sighed heavily, waved his hand and said, "Toyota, please go out. I want to chat with this old friend alone for a while."

After receiving Chen Shanhe's approval, Toyoda Ichiro turned around and walked out reluctantly.

Jonson Hester followed him.

As soon as the office door opened, Toyoda Ichiro saw several armed men wearing CIA uniforms standing at the door, fully armed.

Jonson Hester had not lied to him.

If he really dared to do something strange just now, then he would most likely be dead by now.

In the country of Wei, he was the king, but in the eyes of the Grand Duke of America, he was just an obedient dog.

And it’s a dog that can be replaced at any time.

Click.

The office door was slammed shut, leaving only Lin Mo sitting behind the desk and Chen Shanhe standing in the huge room.

The two people looked at each other, and the atmosphere was not tense or solemn.

On the contrary, they are like a pair of old friends who have not seen each other for a long time. Each one wants to know what the other has been doing during these times and what is in his heart.

Finally, Chen Shanhe broke the silence. He pointed to the secret door that had not been closed and asked, "So you were taking off your makeup during the ten minutes of waiting?"

Lin Mo nodded and said calmly, "Well, you are right. After all, I want to meet you. I don't want to be like last time, where both parties were disguised. That is not in line with our treatment in Daxia." The guest’s way.”

"But I just don't know if you are still a Daxia native."

Lin Mo did not hide the disdain in his eyes, because Lin Mo really couldn't stand the many things Chen Shanhe did.

For example, in order to protect himself, Chen Shanhe was willing to hand over the mathematical model of gliding ballistics, which can be said to be an important weapon in Daxia's rule, to the Grand Duke of the United States.

Being able to do such a thing really doesn't deserve to be called a Daxia person.

Lin Mo thought that he was not a good person, but he would never do such a thing.

"Of course I am from Daxia."

Chen Shanhe also knew that his end was approaching, and he had already relaxed a lot. He sat on the chair opposite Lin Mo and said calmly, "Like you, I just want to live."

"Don't you see, Lin Mo, we are actually the same kind of people."

Lin Mo showed a noncommittal smile and said nothing.

He admitted that he was very similar to Chen Shanhe, but he definitely didn't think he was the same person as him.

Not to mention his feelings for Daxia, at least Lin Mo could never cope with his son being taken away, and he could still be calm and calm, or even not care.

If measured as a percentage, Lin Mo has always felt that his family occupies at least 70% of the weight of his life.

And what about Chen Shanhe?

His family is nothing more than consumables to him.

With the Rakshasa Chen family gone, he would soon be able to reorganize a brand new force and family in other cities or other countries.

In fact, he only has himself in his heart.

Chen Shanhe could read a lot from Lin Mo's eyes, but he did not defend himself.

He originally believed in the concept that I would rather let the world down than let the world let me down, and he never felt that what he did was wrong.

No matter how many people question Chen Shanhe, his inner philosophy will not be shaken at all.

"Lin Mo, if possible, I would also like to take off my makeup and talk to you as I am. Do you mind?" Chen Shanhe asked.

Lin Mo shook his head and replied, "You are free to do as you like. We have a lot of time to communicate today, so we don't need this little time."

"Thank you." Chen Shanhe thanked him and took out his special makeup remover and wet wipes to start removing his makeup.

He and Lin Mo used similar disguise methods. Lin Mo had already gone through this makeup removal process countless times.

But now, watching Chen Shanhe remove his makeup in front of me, I still have a very different state of mind.

This feeling is so complicated that Lin Mo can hardly find a word to describe it.

Is it relief? Relieved? Heroes cherish each other? Or is it just touching the scene?

It seemed like every feeling was present, and it was difficult to describe his complex emotions with a single word.

Time passes little by little, and America is still busy outside the window.

Workers from all walks of life are busy on the road, and homeless people and idle people without jobs are receiving relief meals.

Ordinary families who do not need to work or have already got off work have mostly returned to their homes and rarely choose to go out at night.

Even though this is Washington State, the capital of the United States, it is not very safe.

According to the latest information obtained by Lin Mo two days ago, as of the early morning of the day before yesterday, there had been more than 60,000 shooting cases in Washington state alone in a year, causing more than 10,000 people to lose their precious lives.

Coupled with the deaths of addicts due to overdose, it is a number that is difficult to imagine in other countries.

This is America, a country full of freedom, opportunity and danger.

Chen Shanhe removed his makeup very slowly and meticulously this time. It took nearly half an hour before he finally wiped off all the makeup.

Lin Mo looked at the current Chen Shanhe with interest, and his mind unconsciously recalled the first time he saw him on the edge of Mingyuan Lake.

Compared with the old man who was fishing by the river a few years ago, Chen Shanhe has not changed much in appearance. He can even be said to be several years younger.

This feeling is very strange,

It seems that there is a kind of old man who is like this. The older he gets, the younger he looks.

Of course, this is also due to Chen Shanhe's own good physical condition, coupled with year-round exercise and a world-class medical team, so such people usually look young.

There is a very big difference.

When Lin Mo first met Chen Shanhe, he exuded an aura of indifference from the inside out, as if nothing mattered to him.

Leisurely, indifferent, and unconcerned.

That's how it feels.

But when he saw Chen Shanhe again today, even though he was trying his best to disguise his emotions, Lin Mo could still see how nervous he was now in his eyes.

This kind of nervousness is not a fear of death, but an instinctive reaction of the body when encountering danger.

When Lin Mo was preparing to deal with Chen Kainan alone, Chen Shanhe was actually in this state now.

"call"

"It's much more comfortable this way."

With a kind smile on his face, Chen Shanhe looked at Lin Mo calmly and asked, "A few years have passed. Have I gotten a lot older?"

"I know you won't let me go. I won't say anything if you ask for mercy. Maybe you don't like the information I have."

"Well, since I'm about to go to another world, how about you answer a few questions for me, an old man?"

Regarding Lin Mo, Chen Shanhe had too many questions and things he couldn't figure out.

Some problems have even bothered him for several years.

Since the ending is now determined, it would be better to get answers to some questions and then die peacefully.

Lin Mo nodded: "Okay, as I said just now, there is plenty of time today, we can talk slowly."

"Besides, I also have some questions to ask you."

"But I won't force you. You can answer or refuse to answer."

Lin Mo already knew Chen Shanhe very well, and the intelligence system had given Lin Mo a lot of information about him.

What Lin Mo really didn't understand was Chen Shanhe's mentality when facing a series of things.

For example, how did he do it, so little regard for his family.

When he made those choices, wasn't there any fluctuation in his heart?

"That's fine. Why don't we just have one problem each."

Chen Shanhe had completely relaxed and leaned back slightly, leaning as much as possible on the chair.

This is a very comfortable position.

"Let me ask first." Chen Shanhe looked at Lin Mo and asked the first question: "Is Abyss an organization, or is it just you?"

This question has puzzled Chen Shanhe for too long.

At the beginning, he always thought that the Abyss Organization might be a very mysterious organization in the world. It was very powerful, but only very few people knew about it.

However, whether it was the results of his investigation of the Hive Organization in Rakshasa City or the results of his later investigation using the intelligence agencies of the country, there was absolutely no mysterious organization called Abyss.

Chen Shanhe went back to integrate all the clues, which gradually gave him another terrifying idea.

Could it be that Lin Mo is the only one in the so-called abyss organization?

This hypothesis can explain many problems, but there is a bigger problem that cannot be explained.

That is, if Lin Mo is the only one in the abyss, where did he get so much information?

You must know that the intelligence is not only about Chen Shanhe, but also about other countries. Without the blessing of that intelligence, the Abyss Organization would not be able to become the leader of major mercenary organizations in a certain period of time. Guests of honor.

Even in this American election, Chen Shanhe felt that Lin Mo's ability to help Jonson Hester kill many opponents and finally ascend to the position of Grand Duke of the United States would definitely require the help of intelligence.

He can master so much information because it is accumulated throughout his life.

Lin Mo why?

Why does he have so much information?

Lin Mo did not rush to answer the question, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and asked, "Do you smoke?"

"Have one." Chen Shanhe replied.

Lin Mo handed him the cigarette in his hand, took out another one, lit it, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

Although he rarely smokes, he still can't help but want to smoke one every time he encounters an important occasion.

Chen Shanhe also picked up the lighter on the table, lit the cigarette and took a puff.

He hadn't smoked in many years, and the nicotine entered his lungs, choking him and making him cough a few times.

Lin Mo pushed the water glass away from him.

Chen Shanhe picked up the water glass without being polite, raised his head and took a big sip, which greatly relieved the discomfort in his throat.

When he almost calmed down, Lin Mo replied, "The Abyss Organization is just an excuse for my daughter to be bullied at school to scare Zhang Ziyue's father."

"Of course, I didn't think too much about it. I didn't expect that the gears of fate would start turning from that moment on, and later I would actually create a decent Abyss organization."

"If you ask now, of course this organization exists, and it now covers most countries in the world. It may be more powerful than your newly formed four teams of Feng Linhuo."

In the past three years, Lin Mo was not only thinking about how to deal with Chen Shanhe's problem, he was also thinking about how to return to Daxia after solving this big trouble.

He also made a lot of preparations for this big trouble.

After hearing Lin Mo's answer, Chen Shanhe asked impatiently, "But if you were the only one, how did you get so much information?"

"You were obviously an ordinary loader before, without any background as an agent."

"How did you do all this?"

Lin Mo looked up at Chen Shanhe with a smile on his face and asked with a half-smile, "Mr. Chen, before I answer your second question, I want to ask you something."

"Do you read novels?"

"I'm not referring to books like Jin Yong and Gu Long, nor the Four Great Classics, but stories created by countless young people on the Internet."

"Some people call it Shuangwen, and some people call it online novels."

"If you have seen it, then I think I can explain it to you very well!"