"How did you do that?" Yinsen asked Zhou Yi without even glancing at Jim, who had fallen to the ground.
What Zhou Yi had just done had also dealt a severe blow to his worldview.
"As you saw, I predicted the bullet's trajectory, then swung the wrench," Zhou Yi said, spinning the wrench. "Want to see a magic trick?"
"Huh?" Yinsen froze.
"Ta-da!" Zhou Yi suddenly clapped his hands together, then opened them. The wrench in his hand had vanished. "All right, you've seen the magic trick. So... where's what I asked for?"
Zhou Yi could not be bothered to explain the principles behind what he had just done to Yinsen... Was he supposed to tell him that his physique was completely different from an ordinary person's?
Of course, the ten million was more important!
"What exactly is it that you want?" Claire finally found a chance to speak and asked.
"Money. Agent Claire, did you forget what I said before? I'm an IRS agent. Naturally, I go into action for money. What else would I do it for?" Zhou Yi said with a shrug.
Claire looked at Yinsen.
She sensed that something was off.
How had Yinsen gotten in touch with this IRS agent?
When had they negotiated their deal?
Why did she know nothing about it?
Claire realized that things did not seem as simple as she had originally thought!
"Here." Yinsen ignored her, bent down, took an envelope from the bag on Jim's chest, and handed it to Zhou Yi.
"Ten million dollars, in United States Treasury Cashier's Checks. Including interest. They can be cashed at any time."
"Very good. Then our cooperation can now be considered successfully concluded."
Zhou Yi took the envelope, opened it for a look, nodded in satisfaction, then slipped it into the lining of his clothes. In reality, he put it into his Storage Space.
"Your parents are currently vacationing in Hawaii. I gave them enough money and assigned people to protect them, so don't worry."
"As for clearing your name," Zhou Yi said with a smile, "the IRS will soon be having a friendly exchange with the CIA, and our operation will be the beginning of that exchange. IRS agents and CIA agents jointly captured a CIA traitor. Everything ends perfectly. How does that sound?"
"Very good." Yinsen nodded, looking at the unconscious Jim on the floor. "But honestly, I'm not sure I want to go back anymore."
"That's not up to you, especially after they discover you have abilities like these. Believe me, your superiors will never simply let you leave."
Zhou Yi patted Yinsen on the shoulder. "Running away won't solve anything. You can only learn how to face it."
"For example, don't you have a problem you need to face right now?"
Zhou Yi said pointedly, "What role Agent Claire played in this operation will be up to you to decide, Yinsen."
With that, Zhou Yi headed outside, walked out of the baggage compartment, and shut the door behind him.
He had another matter to deal with.
Zhou Yi made his way over to Max.
In fact, even if Luther had not been beside Max intercepting signals, Max would not have had any chance to transmit the list.
There was a jammer in the backpack Zhou Yi had left on his seat. When he left his seat and went to the baggage compartment, he had activated it.
The newly developed jammer from the IRS Equipment Department was extremely effective. Every signal within a twenty-meter radius would be blocked.
Naturally, Max had no chance of succeeding unless she had one of her subordinates carry the computer around looking for a signal.
They still thought there was something wrong with their signal transmitter.
With Zhou Yi's intervention, Yinsen had not contacted the IMF to have Eugene come arrest anyone as he had in the original story.
Since Eugene had not come, someone else needed to arrest Max, and that person was Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi's ten million was part of his deal with Yinsen, not Max. Naturally, arresting Max would not affect whether the ten million could be converted into experience points.
Zhou Yi's original plan had finally been brought to a perfect conclusion.
As for why the ten million had not yet been counted as experience points, Zhou Yi guessed that it would only happen after the deal was fully completed and Yinsen's parents had been safely returned to him.
However, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry.
The money was already in his hands. It was not as if the experience points could run away.
As for now...
Zhou Yi returned to his seat, picked up his backpack, then walked straight over to Max, who was anxiously urging her subordinates on. He sat down in the seat opposite her, lowered his head, opened the bag, and began searching through it.
"..." Max glanced at Zhou Yi twice, somewhat puzzled.
Was this man... sitting in this seat?
The train had been moving for so long. He could not possibly be a passenger who had just boarded, could he?
"Ma'am, why do you keep staring at me? I know I'm handsome, but staring at other people like that is rude."
Zhou Yi took a black device resembling a speaker from his bag and spoke to Max.
"...I'm sorry." It took Max a few seconds to understand what Zhou Yi meant. Though speechless inside, she apologized politely on the surface.
"It's fine. I'm a magnanimous person." Zhou Yi placed the device on the table before him, pointed at it, and said to Max, "As long as you buy it, I'll forgive you."
"W-what?" Max froze.
"Don't you need it?" Zhou Yi asked. "It's really useful."
"...No." Max hesitated before shaking her head.
Given her status, she had naturally never encountered something like a salesperson.
"Perhaps I forgot to tell you what this thing is, which led you to make such a decision. After all, from my perspective, your decision seems rather hasty."
Zhou Yi remained unhurried. "After I tell you where this product came from and what it does, I think you'll definitely be willing to pay a high price for it."
"And what exactly do you consider a high price?" Max asked with slight disdain.
She was someone who could casually spend ten million dollars with a wave of her hand. Talking about a high price in front of her?
Max found it rather amusing.
However, Zhou Yi's next words completely froze the disdain on her face.
"Ten million dollars," Zhou Yi said slowly, enunciating every word.
The subordinate beside her, who had been operating the computer the whole time, also stopped moving. His hand quietly reached for his waist.
Ten million was far too much of a coincidence for them.
"I'm sorry, but I don't seem to understand what you're talking about?" Max forced a smile, clinging to her last shred of hope that the man before her was merely spouting nonsense.
"You don't understand? Fine, that's no big deal. I'll introduce my product's functions first."
Zhou Yi patted the device in his hand. "This is a new-generation signal jammer developed by the IRS Equipment Department. It blocks all signals within a twenty-meter radius. It's powerful, portable, and can operate continuously for ten hours—more than enough time for me to send all of you to an IRS interrogation room."
"Tell me, does a product like this have a problem being worth ten million dollars?" Zhou Yi asked with a smile.
PS: This hurts. The LPL lost...
Still, Abin was very strong. They're all rookies, so don't expect too much. We'll fight again next year! Go Abin! Go LPL!
I'm not in a great mood, and it feels like what I wrote isn't very good either. I'll post the second chapter tomorrow morning... Everyone should get some sleep early. Good night!
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