The purpose of kidnapping Jackson's family was to gather intelligence. Now, although we have the information, a bigger problem arises. Assuming the intelligence is credible and Lan Bo has been recaptured by Sam Country, then where would Lan Bo be held? When would he be sent to the Dark Prison? And if the information isn't credible? Luo Zheng didn't imdiately respond to the ambassador's question but continued pondering the authenticity of the intelligence. Without clarifying this matter, all actions would be blind.
Luo Zheng carefully recalled the details of threatening Jackson. Under the circumstances at the ti, Jackson had no reason to hide the truth. There was indeed a shootout, and the police were also attacked on their way back. During the attack, he was present, so it couldn't be faked. The key issue was whether the operation really aid at attacking the KGB, and if Lan Bo was truly present at the scene. If he was, then Jackson wasn't lying; if he wasn't? Thinking of this, Luo Zheng's expression slightly changed, and he looked at the ambassador and asked, "Can you find out the inside story of tonight's Special Service Bureau operation?"
"This will take ti. How about giving you an answer before dawn?" The ambassador said thoughtfully.
"No problem. If the person we're looking for was present, then Jackson's words have 80% credibility. If not, then it's all lies. Please, let know by tomorrow morning. It's getting late, and we need to rest." Luo Zheng said seriously.
"Alright." The ambassador agreed, escorting the two out of the office.
The two arrived at the guesthouse but didn't rush to rest. Instead, they entered Lan Xue's room, and Luo Zheng imdiately said, "Send the data back imdiately."
"Understood." Lan Xue replied, promptly taking out her phone to take pictures of the blueprint, then called Lan Xing to transfer the images in the phone and hand them over to Mr. Li imdiately. This was crucial, and Lan Xue dared not be careless, minimizing interdiate steps as much as possible.
Lan Xing, being clever, instantly recognized the importance of the images and readily agreed.
After hanging up, Luo Zheng comforted Lan Xue for a few monts before heading to his room to rest. However, thinking about Lan Bo's complete lack of news, he felt inexplicably oppressed and couldn't sleep. He then went to the balcony to sit quietly, gazing at the deep night sky with twinkling cold stars. His thoughts were many, yet he couldn't find a single clue.
This incident left Luo Zheng feeling at a loss, with opponents hiding in the shadows, exerting trendous pressure. If all this was a mysterious setup, the person responsible would be terrifying; if not, the situation was still extrely troubleso. One Sam Country was enough of a headache, and now there's the appearance of the KGB, with variables so large that no one could control them.
Why would the KGB step into this ss? Luo Zheng was baffled, unable to deduce anything after pondering for a long ti. He decided not to think about it and used his family's Breathing Skill to calm himself. After a while, his restless mind gradually settled. Luo Zheng checked his watch, noticing it was already past three in the morning. He felt so drowsiness and went to bed to rest.
The next morning, Little Ma ca by to have breakfast with everyone. After eating, Luo Zheng signaled Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard to keep their troops on standby at the guesthouse, while he and Lan Xue went to the ambassador's office. The ambassador, dressed sharply, was dealing with docunts. Seeing the two arrive, he warmly greeted them, signaling Little Ma to pour water.
Everyone sat down on the sofa; Little Ma poured water and then left. The ambassador closed the door, his face imdiately turning serious. Looking at Luo Zheng and Lan Xue, he said, "Our intelligence officers embedded in the police system have sent accurate information. The joint operation by the Special Service Bureau and the police was indeed a rescue mission. He himself participated in last night's operation, rescuing precisely the person you're looking for. The information is absolutely reliable."
"Finally, sothing can be confird. Who was the opponent?" Luo Zheng's expression slightly changed, asking urgently.
"The KGB. At least that's what the Sam Country internally says. It's still unconfird, but there's a 70% chance it's the KGB. The person is safe, taken away by the Special Service Bureau, and the police have no authority to intervene. Our internal contacts are also unclear about what follows." The ambassador quickly explained.
"As expected." Luo Zheng's face relaxed a bit. Previously, nothing was certain, and that feeling was maddening. Now, at least part of Jackson's account has been verified. He finally knows whose hands the person is in, exhaling in relief, asking, "Since the person is with the Special Service Bureau, where would they temporarily detain them?"
"Underneath the White House there is a temporary prison." The ambassador quickly said.
"Can it be breached?" Luo Zheng pursued the question.
"Impossible. It's a warti security site that would withstand even nuclear attacks, and the only access route is controlled by consecutive presidents and the Inner Guard Captain of the Special Service Bureau. The Bureau is divided into two teams; the external team manages the periter, while the inner guard ensures the President's close protection. The Inner Guard Captain is the President's most trusted person, formidable in skill, with mbers who are all elites of the Bureau." The ambassador quickly said.
"And what about via strategy?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.
"Also impossible. No one can enter the underground prison except for the Inner Guard Captain and the President. Even if you kidnap the Inner Guard Captain or the President, it won't work. You need both of them present simultaneously. The passage door can withstand nuclear explosion attacks, so imagine how sturdy it is; entry requires a fingerprint, iris, and voice password. Unless you completely take control of the White House, capturing the President and Inner Guard Captain alive, and they cooperate, otherwise it's impossible to open." The ambassador explained.
"Hiss?" Luo Zheng's face drastically changed, with a bitter smile he replied, "That's impossible to achieve. It looks like we can only wait. They can't keep the person in the underground prison indefinitely. Next cos determining when they'll transfer. With precise ti and route, we might have a slight chance; otherwise, we'd have to break them out."
"Breaking them out is also impossible. It's a desert area guarded by an army division. The prison is built 200 ters underground, reinforced with thick steel and concrete to resist the most advanced Ground Penetrating Missile attacks. It's stocked with over two years of food, unaffected even by nuclear attacks. There's only one entry route; how would you break through? Even if you rescue the person, without transportation, how would you cross the vast desert? Sam Country could mobilize massive troops within an hour to surround you. How would you rescue them?" The ambassador sternly warned.
Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng's face turned bitter. The prison under the White House is impenetrable, and the Dark Prison is also unbreakable. The only clue left is the route. Instantly his expression turned serious as he said, "Seems like we only have one chance. We must master the transportation ti and route. What other routes besides railways?"
"Land through railway is the safest. An armored train can resist small-caliber bullet attacks, and people inside are immune to being shot, similar to an armored tank car—very fast. Along the way, people inspect the tracks. Even if you topple the train, six train cars can accommodate three hundred elites. Are you sure you can defeat them?" The ambassador reminded.
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