After Jiang Yan Hai changed clothes and came out, Silver Fox looked her over, then said with a smile, "Very good, Academician Jiang Ling. You're a smart person. You should know that resisting at a time like this is useless. Cooperate with us, and naturally, we'll get you out safely."
"And you should know very well that if you leave here and go abroad, your life afterward won't be too bad. You'll be more useful than us when it comes to those things."
Jiang Yan Hai nodded faintly. "You're right. And scientists like me wouldn't find it too difficult to cause trouble if we really wanted to."
Silver Fox laughed outright. "That has nothing to do with us. As long as we get you out of here, everything afterward has nothing to do with us. Whether you cause trouble, work wholeheartedly, or do as you told me before—it doesn't matter."
For people like Silver Fox, they would only carry out a mission like this once. Once they were exposed, they would definitely have to live under assumed names afterward. It wasn't as if countries had never purged defecting agents, and often they would carry out all kinds of unexpected assassinations.
But once someone entered the spy business, leaving was impossible. Being a spy was difficult; being a double agent was even harder. Once they had taken this step, unless they wanted to die, they had no choice. Most of the time, they were no longer in control of their own fate.
No country would ever fully trust a double agent.
Of course, those matters had nothing to do with Jiang Yan Hai. Someone would investigate the information Jiang Yan Hai had Er Dan send out afterward. For example, whoever had placed Silver Fox beside Jiang Yan Hai, and everyone involved