You're going to take down the CIA headquarters?

"No way, really…"

Ethan found it somewhat unbelievable.

Ethan naturally knew about the IRS and what that department did, but…

Wasn't this operation to catch the mole a top-secret internal CIA matter?

Even he didn't know, so how did this IRS agent find out?

However, Ethan then remembered the small listening device Zhou Yi had pulled from under the dining table and began to imagine quite a few things.

Since the other party could brazenly install this thing in their secret base without them discovering it, then it seemed perfectly reasonable that they knew about that confidential information?

Shaking his head, Ethan gave up on wasting any more time after just a brief thought and began to search for something on his computer.

He still remembered the mole's trading partner mentioned by Eugene. Since he wanted to find the mole now, starting with this trading partner would naturally be the most suitable approach!

Zhou Yi didn't pay much attention to what Ethan was doing. After withdrawing at top speed, he arrived at his hideout and began to contact his superior, Chris.

The call connected.

Chris: "..."

"Speak, what trouble have you run into?" After a long silence following the call, Chris finally broke the quiet and asked, "Who are you planning to catch?"

"...Why is it always about catching someone? Can't I just say hello?" Zhou Yi habitually teased.

"After all, almost every time you call proactively, you've caught some big fish," Chris scratched his head, where half his hair used to be, now it was half forehead. "I truly have no hope that you won't cause any trouble."

"You can't think like that," Zhou Yi earnestly argued, "I'm not a workaholic. I really enjoy the beauty and fun in life..."

"So, who are you going to catch?" Chris directly interrupted Zhou Yi.

"Someone from the CIA," Zhou Yi replied.

"What?" Chris was shocked. "You're going after the CIA this time? The last time you caught that FBI guy caused me a huge mess!"

"So, it's not like we haven't caught anyone before. They're departments of the same level," Zhou Yi wasn't flustered at all. He had done this before anyway. "The person I'm catching definitely has something going on, you know that."

"That's true. I heard the CIA recently developed some new equipment. It wouldn't be impossible to exchange for something with that..." Chris calmed down upon hearing Zhou Yi's words. "Who from the CIA are you going after?"

"A supervisor, a CIA mole, trading CIA agent lists with a Czech for a large reward."

Zhou Yi checked the time. It was almost four in the morning. He walked to the window, slightly pulled back the curtain, and looked into the distance about a hundred meters away. His powerful eyesight allowed him to see a woman sneakily entering the apartment where Ethan was.

"But I need more evidence. I'll have to go to CIA headquarters in Langley later. Our IRS has some dirt on the CIA, right?"

"Of course... but you also know that he has leverage over us," Chris replied. "Are you sure you can handle it, Zhou?"

"Of course, when have I ever done anything I wasn't sure about?" Zhou Yi lowered the curtain. Since Claire had still entered the apartment, it meant everything was proceeding according to the original plot. "I'm very sure that this time, I can definitely make a fortune."

"Zhou, can you watch your words a little?" Chris's face darkened. Although he knew Zhou Yi couldn't see him, "We're a legitimate department! You make it sound like we're a bunch of robbers! By the way, how much is a large sum of money?"

"...It really doesn't make much difference," Zhou Yi replied. "If my estimation is correct, ten million dollars."

"What?" Chris was stunned. "How much did you say?"

The current time was 1996, and dollars were incredibly valuable at this time!

It was no wonder Chris was stunned when he heard Zhou Yi's words, even doubting if he had heard correctly.

"Ten million, dollars," Zhou Yi said, enunciating each word.

Currently, Zhou Yi's IRS employee experience points were 200/1000. This was after he had taken down multiple major drug lords within the United States, which included not only black market income but also bonuses and salary from the IRS department.

And now, if this mission were completed as Zhou Yi envisioned, he could earn ten million dollars in illicit income!

Moreover, the most important thing was that this time, after completing the transaction, he wouldn't have any worries about letting the other party go, because he had a sufficiently strong teammate in Ethan. They could just capture the person directly!

"Hoo..." Chris took a deep breath and asked, "Are you going to raid CIA headquarters?"

"That's not quite it," Zhou Yi's mouth twitched. "I'm just going to steal their agent list."

"All of it?"

"All of it."

Chris: "..."

Then what's the difference between that and raiding their headquarters!

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Chris confirmed again.

"Of course," Zhou Yi said. "Don't worry, this list will just make a round outside, and no one will see it."

"I must be going crazy..." Chris rubbed his head in frustration. "When do you need it?"

"I just need an excuse to investigate the CIA, an opportunity to enter their headquarters," Zhou Yi said. "But not right now. I'll ask you when I go to Langley later... Do you want to take a vacation in Langley?"

"..." Chris took a deep breath. "You've really brought me good news."

"Good news often comes with some risks, doesn't it?" Zhou Yi chuckled. "To get more, you have to take some necessary risks. It's unavoidable."

"I understand the logic," Chris said. "But, your vacation is canceled."

Zhou Yi: "..."

"No, boss, we can talk this out!"

However, before Zhou Yi could even argue for his legal rights, Chris had already hung up the phone.

Still, it wasn't a big deal. Zhou Yi considered his missions practically vacations anyway. He understood the immense risk Chris was taking to cover for him.

After all, it was CIA headquarters, the list of all CIA agents!

The importance of such a list, containing every agent in a spy agency, was self-evident. The fact that Chris was still willing to support him under these circumstances spoke volumes about the level of trust involved.