67: Chapter 67 Laughing to Death: This is what you call walking into a trap.

Tianhai City, South District Police Station, interrogation room.

The ghastly white light of the incandescent lamp shone on Jack's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, making him look particularly miserable.

This former ace CIA agent was currently handcuffed to an iron chair, and the wet "invisibility cloak" he had been so proud of—now serving as evidence—had been stripped off and tossed onto the evidence table nearby.

Sitting opposite him was Old Zhang, who was still holding his thermos cup, looking at him with an expression of disappointment.

"Bam!"

Old Zhang slammed his pen onto the table and pointed at Jack's nose: "Behave yourself! Don't try that foreign language stuff with me! I know you can speak Chinese!"

"Name!"

Jack struggled to open his eyes, which were reduced to mere slits, spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva, and said in a voice filled with grief and indignation: "I want to see my lawyer! I want to see the embassy!"

"I am the team leader of the United States Central Intelligence Agency Special Operations Group! Codename '007'! This is illegal detention! It's a diplomatic incident!"

"Pfft..."

The young auxiliary police officer in charge of recording couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

Old Zhang also rubbed his temples helplessly, looking at Jack as if he were an idiot: "007? I think you've watched too much 007."

"Special Operations Group? Intelligence Agency?"

Old Zhang picked up the seized Glock pistol and shook it in his hand: "This gun is the real deal, so that counts as illegal possession of a firearm. But that doesn't prove you're an agent."

"What kind of serious agent would wear a Pinduoduo raincoat, bought for 9.9 with free shipping, and run into a women's bathhouse to carry out a mission?"

"Infiltration? Testing performance?"

Old Zhang tapped the table in distress: "Do you think we police are stupid? You're just a pervert! A creep!"

"And a pervert with a bankrupt IQ at that! The product manual clearly states in red letters on a black background that it 'reveals upon contact with water.' Can't you read? Why did you have to dive into the water?"

Jack was shaking with anger, almost suffocating from the sheer frustration.

A humiliating disgrace!

This was a devastating blow to the career of a top-tier agent!

He wanted to defend himself, to say it was to steal Dragon Country's top-secret intelligence, to say that raincoat was strategic-grade equipment.

But when the words reached his lips, seeing Old Zhang's look of pity for the mentally challenged, he swallowed them back down.

It couldn't be explained.

It really couldn't be explained.

If headquarters found out that he had been caught peeping in a women's bathhouse, and beaten up by a group of aunties like this...

He figured that before Dragon Country could even sentence him, Representative Smith would personally send someone to clear the house.

"I... I plead guilty."

Jack closed his eyes in despair, tears of regret streaming down his face, "I'm a hooligan, I'm a pervert... I beg you, stop talking, just sentence me."

...

Yunding Villa, Villa No. 1.

Jiang Chen was curled up on the sofa, watching the interrogation video that Zhao Gang had just sent back.

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed until his stomach hurt, almost dropping the tablet in his hand, "Is this guy here to be a comedian? 007? If Bond knew he had a colleague like this, he'd be spinning in his grave."

Zhao Gang stood to the side, his usually stern and cold face now unable to hide a hint of a strange smile.

"Boss, this matter has become quite a big deal."

Zhao Gang reported, "Although the agent's identity hasn't been made public, the Americans have likely already received the news. I heard the embassy is negotiating, but the charge of 'peeping' is so ironclad that they have no face to even ask for his release."

"Release him? Let him rot in there!"

Jiang Chen wiped away the tears from laughing, tossed the tablet onto the coffee table, "Daring to steal my things and then running to a women's bathhouse to ruin my product's reputation? It's lucky I'm not making him pay for emotional damages."

"However..."

Jiang Chen stroked his chin, his eyes gradually becoming deep: "This also points to a problem."

"Our 'Pinxixi Technology' has already been targeted."

"If a 9.9 raincoat can attract an S-class agent, then if we sell something even more powerful in the future, won't these people go crazy?"

Zhao Gang's expression tightened, and he subconsciously straightened his back: "Rest assured, Boss! As long as I'm here, not even a fly will be able to fly into the villa!"

"Not just the villa."

Jiang Chen shook his head, his gaze turning towards the Western Suburbs outside the window, "That base is the top priority."

Just then.

The phone that had been sitting by his side suddenly vibrated.

It wasn't a normal vibration, but that familiar "buzzing" sound from another dimension.

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.

Wanqiu?

Sending a message at this time, could it be that the alien ruins have unearthed something good again?

He picked up the phone and skillfully opened the game.

On the screen, Jiang Wanqiu's avatar was flashing with an excited red light.

[Jiang Wanqiu: Father God! Father God, are you there!]

[Jiang Wanqiu: A major discovery! We dug through a hidden passage at the deepest part of the ruins, underneath that huge landing pad!]

[Jiang Wanqiu: At the end of that passage, there's a... a terrifyingly huge guy hiding!]

[Jiang Wanqiu: Although it looks battered, I can guarantee that this is definitely the ultimate war weapon left behind by the old era... no, by an alien civilization!]

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Ultimate war weapon?

Stronger than the titan mecha?

"Send a picture and let me see." Jiang Chen replied quickly.

A few seconds later.

A high-definition image was sent over.

Jiang Chen opened the large image.

The next second, his entire body froze.

It was a panoramic view.

The background was deep in the extreme northern ice fields, in an underground cavern so huge it seemed capable of housing mountains.

And in the center of the cavern, a steel beast lay quietly...

It was a spaceship.

An interstellar warship, silver-white all over, with lines as smooth as a water droplet, yet covered in ferocious gun barrels and thrusters.

Although its surface was covered in craters from meteorite impacts, and the left wing was even broken in half, revealing charred wires inside.

But the grandeur and majesty that hit him head-on still made Jiang Chen feel a moment of suffocation.

To demonstrate the size of this thing, Jiang Wanqiu had specifically had someone park that three-meter-tall "titan" mecha next to the warship's landing gear.

The result.

That imposing mecha, in front of this warship, looked like an ant standing next to an elephant.

Pathetically small.

"This... what the hell is this..."

Jiang Chen swallowed, feeling his throat go dry.

This length, it must be at least five hundred meters, right?

This height, it's taller than a twenty-story building, right?

Did they dig out a Star Destroyer from "Star Wars"?

[Jiang Wanqiu: Father God! Although the main engine of this ship is broken, the backup power is still there! Scientist Zero says that as long as there is enough energy, it can still move!]

[Jiang Wanqiu: I want to sacrifice it to you! Only a vehicle capable of conquering the stars and the sea is worthy of your supreme status!]

[System Prompt: Detected sacrifice request for super-giant high-tech item.]

[Item Name: Galaxy-class Frigate (Severely Damaged Edition).]

[Energy Required for Extraction: 5,000,000 points.]

[Extract?]

Five million energy points?

For Jiang Chen, who had just brought in 200 million USD, this amount of money was just pocket change.

But the problem is...

Jiang Chen held his phone and walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at his villa's yard, which wasn't small, but certainly couldn't be called large.

He also looked at the terrace, which couldn't even fit a helicopter.

Finally, his gaze fell on the West Suburb Base not far away, which only had 3,000 acres of land.

"This thing..."

Jiang Chen scratched his head, with a constipated expression.

"Even if I get it over here."

"My garage... doesn't seem to be able to fit it, right?"

"If I just throw it here, wouldn't it crush half of Yunding Villa?"

"And..."

He imagined the scene of that five-hundred-meter-long warship looming over Tianhai City.

That wouldn't just alarm the Americans.

That would probably blow the roof off the United Nations!

"No, I need to find a bigger place."

"And it has to be a place where I can keep things hidden."

Jiang Chen's gaze turned once again to the Western Suburbs.

It was backed by a large mountain.

"Old Zhao."

Jiang Chen suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with a crazy light called "doing something big."

"Get the car ready."

"We're going to the West Suburb Base."

"Also, call Commander Qin and tell him that even if he has to ride a rocket, he needs to get here immediately!"

"Just say... I want to show him something bigger, harder, and more exciting than an aircraft carrier—"

"Big baby."