Jonas's voice was unmistakable. Even without an image appearing on the Communicator, Lin Gong recognized him immediately.
Of course she did. Just two days earlier, he had hacked into the Federation's communications system and dropped a bombshell on its people. How should she put it? Although she had not been there, she had been fortunate enough to witness Jonas's performance as he ran circles around the Federation and stirred up its already murky internal affairs, all in one seamless operation.
This clearly was not another mass broadcast like the one a few days ago. Jonas had addressed her by name, so he obviously wanted to discuss something with her-surely he was not so bored that he would call just to publicly accuse her of being a traitor. Why waste his time on something so thankless?
"Hm? Why aren't you saying anything, Miss Lin Gong? Is the signal bad? That shouldn't be happening."
There were some noises on Jonas's end. Two or three seconds later, his image appeared before Lin Gong. "That should do it. Hmm, looks like the network just needed a minor technical adjustment. Much like the Federation, it should be fine in a little while."
"Jonas, just tell me what you want. I'm busy."
Lin Gong's expression was calm, as though the surprise on her face earlier had been an illusion.
As for how Jonas had found her Communicator contact...
She was used to it. Those good-for-nothing idiots in the technical department were utterly useless. They had claimed that 99.99 percent of the world's population could not breach the Federation's firewall, only to be thoroughly humiliated last time when he walked right through it. Even after their upgrades and maintenance, it was still useless. He continued to walk all over them in every conceivable way.
"No need to