219: Chapter 219 Testing Mo Yu

Kyoto South Suburb, New Martial Arts Special Strategy Department Base.

Lin Fan sat behind a desk carved from a single piece of Black Gold Wood, playing with a dark red crystal in his hand.

It was a C-grade exotic beast core recovered from the battlefield.

Opposite him, Mo Yu was bowing his head, organizing a thick stack of documents.

As Lin Fan's newly recruited special assistant, Mo Yu's work efficiency was astonishingly high.

Whether it was complex financial statements or tedious personnel transfers, he could handle them in the shortest time with perfect order.

But Lin Fan knew that this taciturn young man was not simple.

Within the vision of his S-Rank Talent, Eye of True Sight, although most of the information on Mo Yu's data panel was obscured by some high-level secret technique, the energy fluctuations that occasionally leaked out were definitely not something an ordinary assistant should have.

“Mo Yu,” Lin Fan suddenly spoke, his voice lazy.

Mo Yu's fingers paused slightly before immediately returning to normal.

He looked up, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and spoke calmly.

“Minister, what are your orders?”

Lin Fan casually tossed the exotic beast core over.

“This thing has a good quality. Later, make it a hidden item for the Berserk Potion blind box.”

“Also, archive this document.”

Lin Fan pulled a blue blueprint from a drawer and tossed it casually onto the desk.

The blueprint wasn't folded, and the dense lines and annotations on it were clearly visible.

The large characters at the top were particularly striking: [South Suburb Base Defense System Deployment Map (Top Secret)].

Mo Yu's pupils contracted imperceptibly for a split second.

He didn't immediately reach for the blueprint.

As an infiltrator, he knew very well what he should look at and what he shouldn't.

Especially something labeled 'Top Secret,' which often meant a deadly trap.

“What? Do I need to teach you how to archive?” Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a half-smile.

Mo Yu was silent for two seconds.

He slowly stepped forward and reached out to pick up the blueprint.

During this process, his gaze 'inadvertently' swept over the core area of the blueprint.

It detailed the base's firepower configuration, sensor blind spots, and...

A huge defense loophole located in the Southern Warehouse Area.

The annotations showed that because of construction delays, only ordinary C-grade protective fences were currently installed on the s-grade alloy walls there, and the monitoring system was in a debugging state.

This was a fatal flaw.

If someone wanted to sneak into the base, that would be an open door.

“Understood, Minister.” Mo Yu closed the blueprint with a normal expression and placed it into a file bag labeled top secret.

“I will lock it in the safe.”

Lin Fan stretched and stood up.

“Alright, I'm tired too.”

“This afternoon, I'm taking the students for outdoor training to find some fresh ingredients.”

“Keep an eye on things here at the base. Don't let those renovation guys cut corners.”

After saying that, Lin Fan hummed an unknown tune and swaggered out of the office.

As the office door closed, the room fell into a dead silence.

Mo Yu stood in place, still clutching the file bag.

His eyes gradually grew deep.

How could a person like Lin Fan, who could play all the Kyoto families in the palm of his hand, make such a low-level mistake?

Leaving a top-secret deployment map casually on the desk? And just happening to let him see that fatal loophole?

This was clearly bait.

A straight hook and salty bait.

Mo Yu walked to the window and saw Lin Fan downstairs, directing a group of students to carry grills and tents, looking like they were going on a spring outing.

Just then, the miniature communicator in his pocket vibrated three times.

That was an emergency contact signal from the Zhao Family.

Ever since the Kyoto Zhao Family's crushing defeat in the public opinion war, that old fox Zhao Haokun had become desperate.

They urgently needed a victory to regain face, and even more, they needed the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's core technology to fill the hole in their capital chain.

Mo Yu pulled a specially made black phone from his chest pocket.

There was only one line on the screen: [Act tonight, confirmed intelligence.]

This was forcing him to take a stand.

He turned around and glanced at the massive safe.

Lin Fan was testing him.

If he passed this intelligence along, the Zhao Family would definitely come tonight.

If he didn't, the Zhao Family might hesitate, but his value as an internal mole would come to an end.

More interestingly, since Lin Fan dared to expose this flaw, it meant he had absolute confidence in dealing with the Zhao Family's people.

This was a setup.

A killing trap prepared specifically for the Zhao Family.

And he, Mo Yu, was the chosen one to deliver the knife.

“Interesting.”

Mo Yu whispered to himself.

He didn't mind being the one to deliver the knife.

In any case, his mission was only to observe Lin Fan. As for the life and death of the Zhao Family, what did it have to do with him?

Furthermore, he also wanted to see just how many hidden cards this Minister Lin, who had turned Kyoto upside down, was hiding.

Mo Yu's slender fingers tapped rapidly on the screen.

An encrypted message was sent out.

[Target leaving the nest this afternoon. Southern Warehouse Area defense incomplete, monitoring offline. Best point of entry.]

Sent.

Mo Yu deleted the record and put the phone back in his pocket.

He looked at Lin Fan, who was boarding a vehicle outside the window, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

“Minister Lin, I've scattered the bait for you.”

“I hope your appetite is good enough and you don't burst your stomach.”

At the same time, on the playground below, Lin Fan turned his head and glanced toward the top-floor office.

Though separated by reflective glass, he seemed to be able to see the figure standing by the window.

“A smart man,” Lin Fan muttered to himself.

He liked dealing with smart people.

Because smart people knew how to cooperate with the performance.

“Qin Feng!”

Lin Fan shouted.

“Here, Brother Fan!”

Qin Feng, who was moving watermelons onto the truck, came running over.

“Pass the word down, tonight's outdoor training is canceled.”

“Huh?”

Qin Feng was stunned.

“Then all this stuff we loaded...”

“Change it to an internal base barbecue party.”

Lin Fan patted Qin Feng's shoulder, revealing his trademark white teeth.

“The location will be... the monitoring room of the southern warehouse.”

“Remember to prepare more popcorn.”

“Tonight, there’s a blockbuster movie to watch.”

...

Kyoto Zhao Family, secret room.

The air was thick with the scent of sandalwood, but it couldn't hide the aura of killing intent.

Zhao Haokun sat on a grand armchair, looking at the intelligence that had just been sent back, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

“Good! Good! Good!”

He said 'good' three times, a long-absent sinister smile appearing on his face.

“Heaven is helping me!”

“That little animal Lin Fan is still too green after all.”

“Did he think he could rest easy just by launching some public opinion attacks?”

“He simply doesn't understand that in the face of absolute martial power, those little tricks are all a joke!”

The elders sitting below also showed looks of joy.

“Patriarch, is the intelligence reliable?”

One elder asked cautiously.

“That Mo Yu is, after all, an outsider.”

“Hmph, he dares to lie to me?”

Zhao Haokun sneered.

“I have leverage over him; he wouldn't dare even if he had ten times the courage.”

“Moreover, our drones have also scouted it out. The southern warehouse is indeed under construction, and Lin Fan has indeed left with his people.”

“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”