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"How did you do it?" Ethan asked Zhou Yi, not even glancing at the fallen Jim.

Zhou Yi's recent actions had also severely shaken his worldview.

"As you saw, I predicted the bullet's trajectory and then spun my wrench," Zhou Yi said, turning the wrench. "Want to see some magic?"

"Huh?" Ethan blinked in surprise.

"Clang clang!" Zhou Yi clapped his hands together sharply, then opened them. The wrench in his hand had vanished. "Alright, the magic show is over. Now... where's what I want?"

Zhou Yi couldn't be bothered to explain the principles behind his actions to Ethan. Should he tell him his physique was completely different from ordinary people?

Of course, the ten million was more important!

"What is it you want?" Claire finally found an opportunity to interject and asked.

"Money, Agent Claire. Have you forgotten what I said earlier? I'm an IRS agent. When I'm deployed, it's naturally for money. What else could it be for?" Zhou Yi spread his hands.

Claire looked at Ethan.

She sensed something was off.

How had Ethan contacted this IRS agent?

When had their transaction been agreed upon?

Why did she know nothing about it?

Claire realized the situation wasn't as simple as she had initially thought!

"It's here," Ethan ignored her, bending down to retrieve an envelope from Jim's chest pocket and handing it to Zhou Yi.

"Ten million US dollars, a United States Treasury Cashier's Check, including interest. It can be cashed anytime."

"Very good. Then our cooperation has basically reached a successful conclusion."

Zhou Yi took the envelope, opened it to check, nodded with satisfaction, and then put it inside his inner lining, which was actually his Storage Space.

"Your parents are currently vacationing in Hawaii. I've given them enough money and dispatched personal protection. You don't need to worry."

"As for your innocence," Zhou Yi said with a smile, "the IRS is about to have a friendly exchange with the CIA. Our operation is the beginning of this friendly exchange. IRS agents and CIA agents jointly apprehended a CIA mole. Everything has concluded perfectly. How does that sound?"

"Very good." Ethan nodded, looking at the unconscious Jim on the ground. "But, to be honest, I don't really want to go back anymore."

"That's not a matter of whether you want to or not, especially after discovering you have such abilities. Believe me, your superiors will absolutely not let you leave."

Zhou Yi patted Ethan's shoulder. "Running away won't solve the problem. You just have to learn how to face it."

"Like right now, isn't this a problem you're about to face?"

Zhou Yi said meaningfully, "What role Agent Claire played in this operation is up to you to decide, Ethan."

With that, Zhou Yi walked towards the outside, left the luggage compartment, and directly closed the door.

He had another matter to attend to.

Zhou Yi made his way to Max.

In fact, even if Luther hadn't been next to Max intercepting signals, Max wouldn't have had a chance to transmit the list.

In the backpack Zhou Yi had placed on his seat, there was a jammer. When he left his seat to go to the luggage compartment, he turned it on.

The jammer, newly developed by the IRS Equipment Department, was quite powerful. All signals within a twenty-meter radius would be blocked.

Max naturally had no chance of success, unless she had her subordinates carry computers around looking for a signal.

They still thought the signal generator had malfunctioned.

With Zhou Yi's intervention, Ethan did not contact the IMF to have Eugene come arrest people, as he did in the original story.

Since Eugene didn't come, someone else needed to apprehend Max, and that person was Zhou Yi.

The ten million Zhou Yi received was a transaction with Ethan, not Max. Therefore, apprehending Max would not affect the conversion of the ten million into experience points.

Zhou Yi's initial plan had finally come to fruition.

As for the ten million not yet being added to his experience points, Zhou Yi guessed it would happen only after the transaction was completely finalized and Ethan's parents were safely returned to him.

However, Zhou Yi wasn't in a hurry.

The money was already in hand, after all. Would the experience points run away?

As for now...

Zhou Yi returned to his seat, picked up his bag, and then walked directly to Max, who was anxiously hurrying her subordinates. He sat down in the seat opposite her, lowered his head, opened his bag, and started looking for something inside.

"..." Max looked at Zhou Yi twice, somewhat confused.

Was this person... in this seat?

The train had been running for quite some time. He couldn't have just boarded, could he?

"Miss, why do you keep looking at me? While I admit I'm quite handsome, staring at others like this is impolite."

Zhou Yi took out a black device that looked like a speaker from his bag and said to Max.

"...I'm very sorry." It took Max a few seconds to understand what Zhou Yi was referring to. While feeling speechless internally, she apologized politely on the surface.

"It's fine, I'm a magnanimous person," Zhou Yi placed the device in his hand on the table in front of him and said to Max, pointing at it, "As long as you buy this, I'll forgive you."

"Wh-what?" Max blinked in surprise.

"Don't you need it?" Zhou Yi asked. "It's really useful."

"...No." Max shook her head hesitantly.

Given her status, she had naturally never encountered a salesman before.

"Perhaps I forgot to mention something that would make you change your mind. After all, your decision seems a bit hasty to me."

Zhou Yi said calmly, "After I tell you the origin and function of this item, I believe you'll be willing to pay a hefty price to buy it."

"What do you mean by 'hefty price'?" Max asked with a hint of disdain.

She was a big spender who could drop ten million dollars with a wave of her hand. Using the term 'hefty price' in front of her?

Max found it somewhat amusing.

However, Zhou Yi's next words completely froze her disdain.

"I mean ten million dollars," Zhou Yi said slowly, enunciating each word.

A subordinate who had been operating a computer nearby stopped his actions and subtly reached for his waist.

Ten million—that amount was a bit too coincidental for them.

"Sorry, I don't think I understand what you're saying?" Max forced a smile, clinging to a sliver of hope that the man before her was just talking nonsense.

"You don't understand? Alright, that's fine. I'll introduce the functions of my product first."

Zhou Yi patted the device in his hand. "This is a new generation signal jammer developed by the IRS Equipment Department. It can block all signals within a twenty-meter radius. It's powerful, portable, and can operate continuously for ten hours, which is more than enough time for me to send you to an IRS interrogation room."

"For a product like this, do you think charging ten million is a problem?" Zhou Yi asked with a smile.

PS: I'm so bummed, LPL lost...

~＞_＜~

But Bin is still strong. They're all new players, so don't demand too much. We'll fight again next year! Go Bin! Go LPL!

I'm not in a good mood, and I feel like what I'm writing isn't great either. I'll post the second chapter tomorrow morning... Everyone get some sleep, goodnight!

It's depressing watching the matches... I have no mood to type... Sigh, Bin is still pretty strong, but unfortunately, the bot lane was a bit shaky. We'll fight again next year!