646: Do you remember our agreement?

Gao Xiang's tone shifted: "There's one more thing. I wonder what Jin Tianqin will think when she sees the current situation."

Jin Tianqin, the Captain of the Criminal Investigation Team in Shanghai's Judicial Department, had an almost obsessive determination to capture Su Yue. But now, after the earthquake, Su Yue was like a fish in water, hidden among the crowd.

"If there's a chance, I really want to have an honest chat with Su Yue," A Qi narrowed his eyes.

"I'm afraid the chance is slim," Gao Xiang's heart stirred. He might know where Su Yue would go, but there was no need to look for him anymore.

Guangzhou, that's a good place. He mused inwardly, would Su Yue's figure appear at Baiyun Airport?

Globally, the shock surged like a tide. Not only China, but even the Soviet Union, which launched the nuclear bomb, was not spared. The nuclear submarine that had quietly submerged after launching the intercontinental missile, confirmed the successful explosion of the missile, the atmosphere inside the submarine was suffocatingly heavy.

The crew members of the nuclear submarine knew the weight of their actions. This could be the spark that ignited a war. Their names might be forever etched on the pillar of shame, becoming a new beginning or end for human history. However, as a soldier, the Captain understood his duty was to obey orders. Even facing the risk of being infamous for eternity, he had to stick to his post and wait for subsequent instructions.

Soon, a phone rang in the deep sea, piercing the silence. Although they were at the bottom of the sea, they could still receive weak radio signals.

"Captain of the Vagrunov, I am an investigator from the Military Commission." The voice on the other end of the phone made the Captain's heart tighten.

He was stunned. Why wasn't it a military commander or someone from the Ministry of Defense, but an investigator? He responded in confusion: "It's me."

"Captain Albanov, please explain the source of the launched nuclear warhead," the investigator's question was direct and sharp.

The Captain was bewildered. He recalled the strange instruction that told him to meet with an Eagle Country man and load the modified nuclear weapon onto the submarine's nuclear warhead. Although he felt confused at the time, he still did it. Thinking about it now, the meaning of the box of money before setting sail was also clear.

"We... we confirmed the radiation content of the nuclear warhead, there was no problem," the Captain answered somewhat flustered.

The investigator's voice was as cold as ice: "Did you confirm again after installation?"

"The installation was done remotely by an engineer, there was no re-confirmation," the Captain admitted.

The investigator was silent for a moment, seemingly judging the Captain's words. Then, his words were like a bolt from the blue: "What you launched on the intercontinental missile was not a nuclear warhead, but fireworks."

The Captain was too shocked to speak. "Fireworks?" he repeated in disbelief.

"That's right, just fireworks," the investigator's voice was cold and firm, "Nuclear submarine Vagrunov immediately return to port, all members will undergo strict scrutiny. The situation is far more complex than you imagine, return to port as soon as possible."

After the call ended, the Captain felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He realized there was a problem with the nuclear warhead, but where did the problem lie? He had clearly used instruments to measure the radiation value, how could the radiation from fireworks be so high?

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered the box containing enriched uranium. He quickly dialed the internal phone and called the engineer.

"Where is that box?" he asked urgently.

"We threw it away. The metal product had too much radiation, we couldn't keep it," the engineer replied.

The Captain suddenly understood, it turned out the radiation from the box had covered up the truth! He roared: "What on earth is going on? Who replaced the enriched uranium with fireworks? How did they do it?"

Although his thoughts were chaotic, he did not forget to issue the order to return. Under the dark surface of the sea, this behemoth turned its bow and headed towards home.

However, the mystery behind all this still required more people to come forward and raise those fragmented questions one by one to find the answer. And at this time, Su Yue had already left Beijing and was heading south.

Meanwhile, the United States was plunged into an unprecedented storm.

Su Yue's spectacular feat - that dazzling "nuclear bomb" that almost obscured the sunlight exploding over Beichuan City, not only shocked the scene but also quickly spread throughout the entire United States via the internet. The public was well aware of the grand plan Su Yue had meticulously orchestrated, as he stated in his Beijing broadcast, to save the lives of three million people.

However, compared to Su Yue's open and aboveboard actions, the United States' reaction seemed complex and ambiguous. From Philip Mark, who was currently on trial, to the endless stream of questioning voices on the internet, all revealed the impurity of the United States in this matter.

Radical comments on the internet surged like a tide. Although officials tried to delete and block them, voices still penetrated through numerous obstacles, echoing to the sky.

"What on earth is going on? Is Su Yue a secret agent sent by China? Do you think you can fool us with this kind of childish trick?"

"I will never believe you politicians again! We are just wheat in your eyes, to be slaughtered at will!"

"Oh, so Su Yue is a Chinese agent, and everything he did here was to make you and China work together to capture him? That's utterly ridiculous!"

These questioning voices rose and fell, and the United States' leaders were cursed relentlessly on Twitter, even having to close the comment section to escape the storm of public opinion. However, this could not stop the anger and disappointment of the netizens.

For the Investigation Bureau and the Central Intelligence Agency, the predicament they faced was far from over. Although the pressure from the leadership was somewhat reduced due to that person in Washington D.C.'s autobiography plan, the real trouble had just begun.

What they were most worried about was Lyon, who was arrested in Hollywood. This seemingly ordinary case became confusing due to Su Yue's involvement.

No one expected that Su Yue would actually build a rainforest environment in Hollywood to deceive Lyon. It wasn't until the moment he was arrested that Lyon suddenly realized he had been played by Su Yue all along.

In the interrogation room, Lyon's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were completely colorless. The more he thought about it, the more his heart trembled. How on earth did Su Yue do all this?

He recalled the day he was arrested, vaguely seeing a familiar figure – the Hacker he had once hired, the Glasses Man with a fair face, who had appeared among the crew members. Wasn't he dead? Lyon's heart was filled with doubt and unease.

He gradually sorted out his thoughts. On the day of the transaction in the Middle East, Sven Gray, the Glasses Man, had not actually died. That seemingly thrilling gunfight was actually a carefully designed act, performed for himself.

Lyon realized that he had never truly confirmed Sven Gray's death. The explosion in the abandoned parking lot also did not prove that Sven Gray had died.

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"Could it be that Su Yue had already bought him off?" Cold sweat seeped from Lyon's forehead.

If that were the case, then from the moment he let down his guard, Sven Gray had been secretly monitoring him. But how did he contact Su Yue? The whole world thought Su Yue stole the nuclear bomb; they should think I was Su Yue's accomplice.

Lyon had a splitting headache but still couldn't solve this mystery. He would never know that the first thing Su Yue did when he entered the United States involved the world's largest Hacker organization. And Sven Gray "happened" to know Su Yue and even had a way to contact him.

In this world, there aren't so many coincidences. Sven Gray could be used by Lyon and also cooperate with Su Yue; this was by no means accidental. Because whether it was Lyon or Su Yue, they would look for the best people to assist them. And there is often only one best person.

"Why did you steal the nuclear bomb?" The interrogator stared intently at Lyon, his gaze sharp as a knife.

Lyon's eyes flickered, as if covered by a layer of mist. He did not answer for a long time, not because he was unwilling to speak, but because even he himself could not explain the reason behind it.

Why did he embark on the path of stealing nuclear bombs? Why did he frame Su Yue? Why did his calmness and composure, which he had always been proud of, collapse in an instant?

These questions kept swirling in his mind, but he couldn't find any answers. He could only stare blankly ahead, trying to remember how he had fallen into the trap set by Su Yue step by step, and when and where the deadly nuclear weapon had been silently replaced by harmless fireworks.

Under the light, his blond hair shone brightly, but his heart was in chaos.

"Bang!" The interrogator suddenly slammed the table, startling Lyon from his contemplation.

"I'll ask you one last time, why did you steal the nuclear bomb?" The interrogator's voice was low and powerful, full of unquestionable authority.

Lyon was stunned for a moment, then slowly shook his head. The interrogator thought he was going to continue resisting and was even ready to take forceful measures, but he didn't expect Lyon to suddenly speak.

"For money," his voice was a little low, but his tone was unusually firm, "Those three pieces of enriched uranium were meaningless to me, but for countries that desperately want nuclear weapons, they are priceless treasures. Whether they are nuclear-armed or non-nuclear-armed countries, such things are the focus of fierce competition. I knew you would do anything to get your hands on them."

The interrogator frowned. This reason seemed a bit unconvincing, but since Lyon was willing to speak, it was a good start. So he nodded, signaling Lyon to continue.

For Lyon, although he was currently in the interrogation room, he had not completely given up hope of escaping. Every word he said at this moment was to sort out his thoughts and figure out how Su Yue had played him.

He wanted to figure out where he had lost to Su Yue. If that Glasses Man had really died in the fire, then Su Yue could never have made him lose so miserably. However, there are no 'ifs' in this world, and that Glasses Man was not the key to the problem. The key was how Su Yue discovered his existence? Was it through Ethan, Bourne, or Bangi? And when was the nuclear warhead he stole replaced with fireworks without anyone knowing?

Lyon was full of doubts and confusion, so he continued: "After successfully stealing the nuclear bomb from Arabasta..." He paused deliberately, and then suddenly threw out a sharp question, "Could the research institute in Arabasta be so stupid as to replace the enriched uranium developed by the former Soviet Union with fireworks?"

The interrogator frowned upon hearing this and subconsciously glanced to the side. But he quickly reacted; he couldn't answer Lyon's question easily. After all, Lyon was a master with the codename K, far above his level, and he had to be vigilant at all times.

However, Lyon keenly captured the subtle change in his facial expression. He secretly speculated: "Doesn't he know? Or is he unclear?"

He continued speaking: "Actually, many things are not as complicated as you think. At that time, Su Yue had already fallen into a desperate situation, and after I exposed his disguise in the Security Bureau, his situation became even more difficult."

"He could only hide and wait for his plan to slowly ferment. That is, the earthquake that occurred in Beichuan and the subsequent fireworks display."

"So... he had already colluded with Arabasta?" Lyon muttered to himself.

"Impossible..." the interrogator subconsciously retorted.

"Then what on earth is going on?" Lyon pressed again.

He no longer concealed his confusion and anger at this moment. He knew that the nuclear bomb was indeed real when it was in his hands, but it had become a fake when he handed it over to the Soviet Union's nuclear submarine. So where exactly was the problem?

He pondered for a moment before suddenly speaking: "Su Yue, Su Yue, you are indeed a difficult opponent."

"You are that Soviet Union arms dealer I contacted, aren't you?" he asked tentatively.

"Your accent is too similar. You could use Chinese military strategies like 'moving flowers to cover the tree' and 'stealing beams and replacing pillars' in such a situation."

"So, what I saw that day was not a real nuclear submarine?" He widened his eyes and looked at the interrogator.

The interrogator was a little flustered by Lyon's sudden question. He completely didn't understand why the topic had suddenly shifted in this direction. But when he heard Lyon mention the name "Su Yue" again, he realized that things were not simple.

"What are you talking nonsense about?" he asked nervously.

Lyon smiled: "I said the contest between me and Su Yue is far from over. What this world is about to face is not just a simple fireworks display."

Lyon's words made the agent's expression change abruptly.

Although he didn't understand what Lyon meant, he knew that both Lyon and Su Yue were extremely dangerous individuals.

They had allowed Su Yue to escape brazenly, and Professor Hannibal, who escaped with Su Yue, had been missing ever since.

Although that cannibal had not reappeared, he was always a potential threat. If Lyon escaped again, the world would surely fall into chaos.

As soon as Lyon said this, the agent suddenly reached for the gun on his waist.

"Don't move!" he warned sternly.

At this time, some color returned to Lyon's face, no longer so pale.

Because a complete line of thought had finally formed in his mind. The only thing he didn't understand was how Su Yue had contacted that Hacker, but at this moment, that was no longer important.

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