In a building near the Washington Congress, the thin and gloomy National Security Agency special adviser, "Baya", stood in an electronic command room, watching a video coming from Los Angeles.

A moving car suddenly lost control and hit a big tree. Two men in the car wrestled together. Then the driver took advantage of the guy in the passenger seat pushing the door and running away, and shot him in the back, causing the unlucky guy to fall off a cliff more than ten meters high.

After the video ended, Baiya pinched his chin and glanced at the people around him with panic expressions, and then said in a quiet tone: "Have the information confirmed? Who is the person who fell off the cliff? Why did he appear in Dr. Sharon's house?"

A middle-aged woman holding the information said with some sympathy: "I checked it. This man named Li Wei was notified by a real estate manager to see the house. During this period, he also used a Los Angeles agent to check the information of Mata Sharon, which triggered our alarm at that time.

According to the agent, Levi was taken hostage before the incident. I guess Allen arrived there early and set up an ambush, so our people were all dead."

Baiya, who was extremely meticulous, held his chin with one hand, knocked his index finger on his lips, and said, "Why didn't Alan kill him, but instead wanted to hijack him?"

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and said, "I think it may be because the agent named Beltran, who is Levi's friend. Killing Levi may make him unable to move forward in Los Angeles.

Sir, that Li Wei’s foundation is not too clean, but I can’t see that he has anything to do with this matter.

If Allen really didn’t kill Levi on the spot because of the police, then I guess he might want to stay in Los Angeles for a while, what do he want to do?”

Baiya thought for a while, reluctantly accepted the middle-aged woman's judgment, then closed her eyes and thought for a while, saying, "What Allen needs is medicine. He came to Mata Sharon and must be looking for medicine."

As he said that, Baiya turned his head and looked at a middle-aged man with a pretty look and dress, and said, "Where is the place to store the medicine?"

The middle-aged man said with a weird expression: "After the plan was stopped, I ordered all the drugs to be destroyed, and the production line was also stopped, leaving only the key 'virus' stored in the factory in Manila.

If that Allen just wanted to find medicine, then he was destined to be disappointed."

Baiya frowned and listened to the middle-aged man's story, saying: "'Virus'? Is the targeted virus that needs to be used in the 'final plan'?

Does Mata Sharon know the role of the 'virus' and the 'final plan'?"

The middle-aged man was embarrassed and silent after hearing this, and said, "She should know one thing, because she is the key researcher in the 'virus' modulation, and all the test items in the 'final plan' are handled by her..."

“SHIT～”

Baiya, who has long been accustomed to the segmented management of intelligence organizations, angrily pounded the tabletop and said, "That is, as long as this Dr. Sharon is still alive, the "final plan" we desperately want to protect may be leaked?

ＦＵＣＫ, we cleaned up the 'stepstone', 'black heather', and we lost tens of billions of dollars in projects and dozens of elite agents to protect the 'final plan' from being leaked, and you actually told me there was an insider who was uncontrollable?"

As he said that, Baiya gritted his teeth and said, "Notify and monitor all airports, as well as all the dens in Los Angeles for making fake passports...

Allen must want to go to Manila, otherwise his intelligence will soon deteriorate if he loses the support of the drug. He will definitely try to use the virus to completely solve his problems."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Is this sure there is no problem?"

Baiya frowned and said, "What else do you have to say?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "The laboratory of the Manila factory stores very important documents. Should we strengthen the security work there?"

Baiya looked at the middle-aged man with a serious expression and said, "What did you save there?"

The middle-aged man shrugged and said, "The 'viral receptor map' that was discovered by chance by chance by the Los Angeles Virus Research Center in 1985..."

Baia looked at the brave middle-aged man in front of him in shock and said, "What do you think? That is the state secret of the United States. You actually put it in Manila?

That was lent to you for scientific research, and you have no right to let it leave the United States. Do you want to die?"

The middle-aged man is Moranta, the president of the company Stelisein Moranta. He did not care much about Baiya's anger, but shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can't think of others even more unexpected.

I was squeezed too hard by Osborne Group in China, so I could only transfer the most important laboratory to Manila. Otherwise, I would be worried that the researchers would be poached, and I would not be able to bear the price."

Baiya looked at the 'businessman' Moranta in front of him with shock. He grabbed his hair in pain and said incredibly: "You are just worried about the squeeze of Osborne Group, so I put the most important secret of America in Asia?

Do you know that the virus receptor map was stolen once, but it created the most powerful agent organization to fight us for more than ten years?

If it weren't for the explosion in Budapest ten years ago that destroyed the core members of that organization, our people would not have gained an advantage in Europe.

Also, don’t you know that Asia is the territory of the ‘God Spear Bureau’?

Those people have no favoritism for us. If our experiments are noticed by them, then all the efforts we have made before will be in vain.

Why are you so stupid?”

Moranta really didn't think so much. He shook his head and said, "If China hadn't agreed to go to invest, I would actually want to put the laboratory in China.

Our cooperation is secret. I am a legal businessman in the Philippines. No one cares about a pharmaceutical factory. It is actually safer than the United States. At least there will be no Norman Osborne who will eat me alive at any time.

The problem is you. Jason Bourne is in your hands. What you need to do is to reflect on your own problems and then clean up all hidden dangers.

We have to keep the ‘final plan’ and if you judge that Allen will go to Manila, find a way to kill him before he leaves Los Angeles.

If you can't do it, then arrange more capable guards to strengthen the protection of the pharmaceutical factory.

We can't have any more problems, this is what you said..."

Baiya listened and was silent for a long time, and finally said to the middle-aged woman who acted as his assistant: "Send all the experimental agents of the 'final plan' to Manila, and I want them to act as the final insurance."

As he said that, Baiya glanced at Moranta, who still didn't realize how stupid he was, shook his head and said, "Arrang a plane for me. I want to go to Manila in person to watch them bring the virus receptor map back. Some idiots don't understand how important that thing is!"

When Moranta heard this, she pulled the corner of her mouth unhappily, and then said as if she was deliberately causing trouble to Baiya: "Then you better help bring back the experimental data of the 'final plan'. We have completed the experiment on the drug production process of mental control. You can bring back the information together..."

Baiya rubbed her swollen temples and waved her hand tiredly and said, "I understand, you can get out now!"
Chapter completed!