Chapter 60: The Real Agent
After a busy day, old Kolev patted his waist, with a satisfied smile on his face, humming the folk song he had just learned, and returned to the surface pirate port he had just established.
A warm light slid out of the window of the villa.
Kolev climbed up the stairs with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to verify his biometric information, the door unlocked itself and opened a gap to the outside.
Smart little Lil.
"Hmm."
Kolev returned to the house humming a little tune, hung his hat behind the door, put on his slippers, and began to talk to himself:
"The staff here are of very good quality. They know how to respect an old man. As long as I behave a little more gently, they will think that I am an old guy who can be trusted and easily fooled. Hahahaha..."
Kolev paused and looked at Yang Ming who was curled up on the sofa.
"Oh, what's the matter? My dear nephew, whenever you look serious, I get a little scared."
"There's a little trouble," Yang Ming exhaled softly, "Come and see, Uncle Hatton."
Kolev realized the seriousness of the problem.
This guy almost forgot to call him 'Uncle Hatton' and called him by his real name instead.
Kolev moved aside and looked at the projection screen in front of Yang Ming, where a video clip was playing.
Beaches, remote transportation routes, and sexy convertible hover cars.
The driver was a middle-aged man with short brown hair. He had three-dimensional facial features, handsome looks, a strong physique, a smile with dimples at the corners of his mouth, and he exuded a strong sense of confidence.
"Oh, an attractive man."
Kolev murmured, "At first glance, he looks like either a playboy from a wealthy family or a male celebrity who likes to seduce women."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Don't be prejudiced against male stars."
Kolev grinned.
Yang Ming slid his fingers lightly, and a series of photos popped up.
It's this handsome uncle who is in contact with different people.
"This is a senior agent discovered by Lu. He is from the New Federation and entered the Luofeng Empire about five days ago. Before that, he had been active on the Fifth Administrative Planet."
Yang Ming said slowly:
“The Fifth Administrative Planet is believed to be the base camp of the rebels of the Luofeng Empire, and the big businessmen he contacted are most likely the backers of the rebels.
"This is actually nothing new. The New Federation is behind the rebels. This is almost an open secret among the top leaders of the Fallen Wind Empire."
Kolev frowned and said, "Didn't you say before that the New Federation has eroded the military? Now the New Federation is supporting the rebels again?"
"This is not contradictory," Yang Ming said, "The goal of the New Federation is to launch a rebellion to overthrow the imperial power. Cannibalizing the military and supporting the rebels are all serving this goal. The royal family of the Luofeng Empire is a puppet vassal of the Sherman Empire, and is also the link that allows the Sherman Empire to continue to suck the blood of Luofeng."
“Oh, this…”
Kolev murmured:
"The situation seems to be getting more and more complicated. We are not the only ones eyeing this piece of fat meat."
"You are wrong, uncle," Yang Ming said with a smile, "It is because of the long-term operation of the New Federation that the Luofeng Empire has the current chaotic situation, which gave us the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. We should thank the New Federation for this. The problem now is that Guton Maha and the Second Prince both regard me as an agent of the New Federation."
Kolev's expression froze. "Will this expose our plan? Why don't we withdraw first and see what's going on?"
"No, we finally have such a good start."
Yang Ming's eyes were a little fierce, and then he said:
"There is no problem with Guton Maha. Whether I am a New Federation agent or not, it does not change the fact that he is under my control. The problem now is with the Second Prince."
Yang Ming sighed.
Lu opened his mouth to explain for Kolev: "The reason why the Second Prince showed his goodwill to us is because he values the identity of our boss as a New Federation agent. The Second Prince wants to transfer part of the royal family's industries from within the Luofeng Empire to the outside. He needs a stable investment environment, and the New Federation is the first choice."
Kolev wondered, "The Second Prince is selling out his country?"
"Probably not."
Law explained:
“The Second Prince wanted to exert influence on the New Federation and the Sherman Empire through business activities, and his plan was tacitly approved by the Emperor of the Luofeng Empire.
“In fact, the Emperor of Luofeng Empire excluded the Second Prince from the imperial power early on, which should be paving the way for this plan.
"Lil analyzed it this way."
There was silence in the room for a moment.
Kolev whispered, "Then keep it simple, just kill this senior agent directly."
Lu shook his head slightly, rejecting this seemingly good idea:
“That would bring retaliation from the New Federal CIA.
“Based on analysis of previous cases, the other party is likely to retaliate in order to establish their prestige in the intelligence community.
"We are not ready to confront the superpower. The New Federation has been developing rapidly in the past few hundred years, trying to challenge the galactic hegemony of the Sherman Empire. This is just a corner of the struggle between the two superpowers."
Yang Ming gritted his teeth and said, "First determine the danger of this Lu Li'an. If necessary, take action. There is no choice but to take risks. At worst, we can put the blame on other forces. Lawyer, monitor him all day."
"Okay, boss," Lu said softly, "whether you consider the other party's contact with the Second Prince as a red line of killing."
"Okay," Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly had an idea, "What do you think about sharing the information about this guy's contact with the rebels directly with the Luofeng Royal Family?"
"Oh," Kolev raised his eyebrows slightly, "That sounds like a good idea."
Lu said softly: "The royal family can tolerate agents from powerful countries because they do not have the strength to face powerful countries, but they will never tolerate rebels in their own land."
"Lü, throw these photos out."
Yang Ming warned: "Do it secretly and don't leave any traces."
Lu's projection disappeared in an instant.
Yang Ming turned off the projection screen and crossed his arms, thinking carefully.
Kolev yawned. "I'm not very good at these things. But, my dear nephew, don't be too stressed. You are invincible on the surface."
Yang Ming said arrogantly: "I think so too."
"Hey!"
Kolev slapped Yang Ming's thigh hard: "You should learn to be humble! I am just encouraging you! Now, the great Director Hatton is going to his gentle dreamland."
"Don't you want to eat something, uncle? There's porridge made by Lu in the pot."
Kolev snorted, "A qualified factory director should, of course, eat with his workers."
Yang Ming curled his lips: "A black-hearted capitalist can show his friendly and easy-going side in anything other than salary increase ."
"That's right," Kolev muttered, "the wages we are offering are already high enough."
Yang Ming: …
Oh, this damn sense of immersion.
He is already looking for ropes and street lights!
…
Although the Second Prince's sprained waist was treated on the same day, he still had to stay in bed for two days.
It’s not that the usually self-disciplined Second Prince suddenly wanted to be lazy and experience the comfort of lying in bed.
——He can do that anytime.
The second prince just wanted to see whether the young man named Yang Ming would appear in front of him with a gift of consolation.
If the other party shows up;
If the other person shows up with a carefully selected gift...
"Haha, he's just a clown who wants to use your power to climb the ladder. Why do you care about winning or losing with him?"
The second prince said this while facing left.
He immediately turned over, facing the right side, and said with a hint of helplessness:
"Hey, Adwan, you have to understand that you can't choose your identity. The things that come with your identity are not necessarily good, and others can't get along with you like ordinary friends."
The second prince turned over and lay face down.
"Accept the fact that you have no friends, Adwan."
He stretched out his hands and immediately lay flat, with his fingers crossed in front of him, a look of peace and tranquility on his face.
"That's not bad. Geniuses are always lonely, Edwan."
Several female officials and maids nearby almost laughed out loud.
A female official appeared at the entrance of the palace: "Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess requests an audience."
"Oh, look!" The second prince laughed, "My sister is the most conscientious...Please invite her in!"
As soon as the second prince finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a stern face hurried over.
"Your Highness! We have detected something unusual!"
The second prince changed his previous playful smile and signaled the middle-aged man to wait for a moment to give the palace servants nearby time to retreat.
More than ten seconds later, the middle-aged man stepped forward and took out a hard-board network terminal, on which a series of photos appeared.
These were the photos that Yang Ming had just seen.
"Oh," the second prince frowned and said, "What's wrong with this kind of spy? There are dozens or even hundreds of spies operating in our country every day, most of whom are from the New Federation."
The middle-aged man whispered, "Your Highness, we just treated him as an ordinary spy before, and retrieved all his routes on the Fifth Administrative Planet. He was just like the previous spies. He contacted people related to the rebels, supported them on behalf of the New Federation, sent large sums of money to several merchants who supported the rebels, and took away more resource quotas."
The second prince's facial muscles twitched slightly: "And then?"
"After we confirmed his identity yesterday, we began to monitor him throughout the entire process on the planet Yilando. We detected several frequency bands last night... We deciphered a piece of encrypted information, which contained several key words.
“The Torch Project.
“First Star Public Opinion.
“New Type II Enhancer.
"The fifth administrative planet is independent."
The middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly and whispered, "According to the intelligence we have previously obtained, the New Federation should now begin to advance the key steps in their plan and let the rebels occupy the entire territory of the Fifth Administrative Planet and make the Fifth Administrative Planet essentially independent."
"Wow."
The Second Prince scratched his brow with his fingers and whispered, "In other words, this... flirtatious agent is the key figure in their plan?"
"It's possible that the other party is on his way to meet with the local news industry giants now."
The middle-aged man made a gesture of wiping his neck.
The second prince laughed and said, "Keep an eye on him. Don't be anxious. Observe what he wants to do first. If we kill one agent, there will be a hundred more. We have to find a way to make the New Federation give up their evil plans. Let me think about it carefully."
The fourth princess appeared outside the palace gate.
The Second Prince asked, "Put the highest level of surveillance on this person. What is his current name?"
"Lulian."
"Lulian?" The second prince curled his lips slightly, "Yang Ming still sounds more comfortable... Are you sure? Yang Ming has not had any contact with the rebels before?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the fourth princess who was walking towards the door and whispered, "Judging from Yang Ming's movements, he doesn't look like an agent. If he were an agent, he would definitely be here for vacation."
"Perhaps he didn't lie to me."
The second prince murmured in a low voice.
The middle-aged man bowed his head and saluted, then hurried away.
When the fourth princess passed by this guy, she looked at his bald head curiously.
Then, Emilia lifted the hem of her long skirt, and her little face, which was lightly made up, showed full of concern.
"Brother! Are you hurt?"
The second prince didn't have time to smile with relief.
"That's great! I'll have a reason to come out and see you every day! Can you stay injured for another week? I want to get some fresh air."
The second prince’s smile froze on his face.
This sister, I love her in vain.
"That won't do," the second prince said slowly, "I need to deal with many things, all of which are very important."
Emilia mercilessly exposed her: "Doing aerobics, going to the gym and being helped to lift weights, wearing a life jacket and soaking in the pool saying you are swimming, and then driving to the beach for a ride, meeting one or two beautiful big sisters, and asking them if they want to sit in your passenger seat?"
“Hey, I’m serious about developing the economy!”
A female official came hurriedly and whispered, "Second Prince, Mr. Yang Ming has arrived at the bottom floor of the building."
"Look, I know it!"
The second prince showed a confident smile:
"He's here after all! What gift did he bring? Let me guess, it must be the key to a super limited edition hover car."
"Well," the female official whispered, "he came empty-handed and said he was very hungry. He even asked us to prepare a cup of warm tea in advance to warm his stomach."
"Get him out of here!"
The second prince cursed fiercely:
"He caused me to sprain my back, and he came here empty-handed! Does he understand the social etiquette of the nobility?"
Emilia blinked.
She wisely remained silent and did not interfere with any decision made by her second brother.
The female official turned around to leave, ready to use the pocket walkie-talkie on her sleeve to pass on a message to the guards on the lower level.
"Well, wait."
The second prince muttered:
"We should give this guy a chance, right? Maybe he has prepared a difficult twerking dance? Let him come up and see me. If he has nothing prepared, I will definitely throw him off the top floor!"
