"We have never seen such outstanding evaluation results," the female technician added.
"I didn't know about this at first. Then I was told it was still in the design stage, and now you're saying the plan has already been designed and put into operation?" The fat old man's face was full of anger.
"It has been designed and put into operation. Just pretend you knew all along." Eric did not even turn his head as he spoke coldly.
"These plans are assassination plans targeting the Syndicate. How many of our operations have those bald Barcode Killers sabotaged around the world?! If we don't have powerful agents capable of standing against them, how are you supposed to keep getting so much intelligence from all over the world?!" Eric stood up, turned around, and stared at the fat old man.
The fat old man fell silent. After a long while, he finally said, "But these plans have countless uncontrollable variables. Take Harvest No. 5 this time, for example. Or Jason Bourne!"
"And you have the nerve to bring that up?! If you had dealt with Jason Bourne back then, things would never have reached this point! If Jason Bourne hadn't come to New York, hadn't found Randy, and hadn't tried to expose the entire plan, would we have been forced to purge every project?!" Eric retorted bluntly.
"Do you think those big shots in Washington care where these people come from? No, they don't. As long as the plan succeeds and we produce results, then in the end, we succeed! They know, yet they don't know!"
"As long as no one exposes it, they know and will tacitly allow us to exist! But if someone exposes it, and even brings it up at a Senate hearing, then they absolutely cannot know! When