Daybreak
Paris, Super-Research Department headquarters.
Bang!
Kodel put down the phone and slammed his fist onto his desk.
"Those bastards!"
He had only received the good news from his subordinates that morning. Before he could even set off for Leon, two diplomatic notes had arrived at the French foreign ministry almost simultaneously.
Then overwhelming pressure had come crashing down, leaving Kodel no choice but to yield and share the results he had only just obtained.
In the office, the subordinate who had come to deliver the documents was too frightened to breathe loudly.
"The Americans and the people from Huaguo must have spies watching us!"
Kodel vented his anger at his subordinate.
After a long while, he seemed to accept reality and sat back down.
"Sigh... we would have had to let them know sooner or later as part of an exchange anyway. I just hate having it happen like this."
He sighed, fell silent for a few seconds, then rallied his spirits again.
He had to look on the bright side.
Although he-and France itself-had been forced to swallow this bitter pill, at least Huaguo and the United States had agreed to offer something substantial in exchange.
Besides, this opportunity would, at the very least, guarantee deeper cooperation.
It was already three in the afternoon, but Huang Jiutian and his colleagues had been so busy that they were only just having lunch.
Compared with their poorly resourced French counterparts, the Special Security Team had expanded its staffing time and again. It was either expanding or preparing for another expansion.
Several new training bases had been established across the country, drawing elite personnel from the military, police, and major government agencies to run multiple training programs simultaneously.
Even so, the Special Security Team sometimes still felt understaffed-or, more precisely,