657: The black piece has moved, but the white piece has not noticed

“This plan is simply flawless!”

“I'm going, I'm going!”

Listening to their echoing voices, Su Yue knew he could also withdraw from this identity.

“Alright, our target is set. Now, personnel will be selected internally; we must confirm the loyalty of the participants…” Su Yue felt that the person speaking sounded like a delusional teenager.

But that was fine; at least someone was talking.

Su Yue, in his rock identity, had another performance tomorrow! He couldn't be absent as a band member, so Su Yue couldn't participate in this internal cleanup activity.

Besides, even if he didn't participate, they wouldn't suspect anything!

Taking off the outfit, Su Yue began to recall the plan in his mind.

The assassination plan was becoming increasingly urgent; there was less than two weeks until their so-called assassination operation. The Central Intelligence Agency seemed completely unaware, still proceeding with routine checks as usual.

“James, I'm not interested in your other operations; I only care about Su Yue.” Lyon's expression was grim. Recently, due to a potentially questionable piece of information, they had been forced to conduct frequent checks, resulting in the Special Task Force members targeting Su Yue being stuck in this wretched place, unable to take any actual action.

“Lyon, I understand your urgency, but we must prioritize. If anything happens to the Presidential Candidate, the Central Intelligence Agency will be the first to be held accountable. By then, will we still be able to protect you?” James remained calm, analyzing the current situation.

“But, we need to take the initiative now, don't we? Waiting passively is not my style; I want to bite down hard on Su Yue like a venomous snake.” A flicker of excitement shone in Lyon's eyes. This desire for conquest was like an accelerator, making his blood boil.

“Of course, after the strike ends, you can continue your operations.” James had no intention of keeping them all tied up here; they had more important tasks to complete. After all, the current checks were just a formality.

“I never want to work with Gao Xiang and the others again; they are too foolish.” Recalling the last operation, Lyon's resolve not to cooperate with Gao Xiang was further strengthened.

“You weren't there last time; perhaps you could give it a try.” James personally admired Gao Xiang, believing he possessed an unyielding will.

“No, I refuse.” Lyon was completely uninterested in the so-called cooperation; his only goal now was to capture Su Yue. However, the leads were like kites with broken strings, and the few that appeared were completely destroyed by them.

Lyon fell into deep thought. How could he lure Su Yue out into the open?

Meanwhile, Zheng Tiantian's psychological counseling room was finally renovated and about to open. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling scene before her, and couldn't help but sigh, “When will I find you? You said you were here, but I came and searched in vain.”

Zheng Tiantian let out a soft sigh. Just then, her first client walked into the counseling room. Su Yue, meanwhile, was outside, holding a microphone, replacing the bassist who had entered, performing music live.

“Hello, is this the psychological counseling room?” The bassist rubbed his head, saying painfully, “I've been suffering from insomnia lately and feel all sorts of uncomfortable.”

“Yes, do you have any specific symptoms?” Zheng Tiantian's voice was gentle and soothing, making it easy for people to let down their guard.

“Maybe it's our band's problem,” the bassist thought for a moment and said. “Our team was originally very harmonious, but after joining an organization, the Captain became strange, always saying annoying things.”

“Can you elaborate? Only by finding the reason can we proceed with hypnosis and subsequent treatment,” Zheng Tiantian guided him patiently.

“Well… I can't say anything else yet.” The bassist hadn't fully opened up.

“Then, shall we try hypnosis?” Zheng Tiantian knew that a person's will was weakest during sleep.

“Let's not, I'll come back next time.” The bassist suddenly received a message from Su Yue, quickly said goodbye to Zheng Tiantian, and left. “Why are you rushing me?” He picked up his instrument and said impatiently.

“If you try to pick up girls during work hours again, I'll break your hand! Try me!” Su Yue hadn't expected that the bassist's latest target was the newly arrived Zheng Tiantian. He was currently performing downstairs, disguised as a black rock musician, so even if Zheng Tiantian looked down, she wouldn't recognize him.

“After the performance, we'll meet at the usual spot. Tonight's plan is about to begin.” The team members all had excited expressions, except for Su Yue, whose face was calm, as if none of it concerned him.

As night fell, the main force for assassinating the candidate had gathered. Su Yue sat in a chair, examining their plan, considering if there were any loopholes.

“You plan to blow up the North Korea embassy tonight? Is that the only action?” Su Yue asked.

“Of course, we've even prepared the explosives.” The person's face seemed to already see the dawn of victory.

“But what's the point of blowing it up at night?” Su Yue questioned, doing his best to help them refine the plan. After all, this was a crucial part of it, and there was no room for error.

“Then… what do you think we should do?” The leader held Su Yue in high regard, as the China student who had provided important intelligence earlier was his subordinate.

“If you blow it up at night, there will obviously be no one around. We chose this location in the city center to create impact, didn't we? If no one sees it, what's the point of our action?” Su Yue looked helplessly at this group of somewhat delusional teammates.

“But isn't it easier for us to escape in the dark?” someone raised a question.

“It is easier to escape, but our goal is to send a warning to the rulers. If no one sees it, then what's the use of blowing up the North Korea embassy? At most, the fire department will come to put out a fire,” Su Yue helped them clarify their thinking.

“That's right, we can't act at night!” This time, they finally understood Su Yue's intention.

Su Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They spent the entire night reflecting on the errors in their previous plan and began to re-plan the bombing operation. After roughly reviewing the new plan, Su Yue confirmed there were no obvious loopholes and no longer interfered with the matter.

However, on the other side, the Central Intelligence Agency began to frequently contact them.

“Lyon, why are you being so aggressive?” James was shocked by Lyon's plan. “Without absolute certainty, I cannot allow you to take such action!” He said solemnly after careful consideration.

“Are you saying you don't support our hunting plan this time?” Lyon hadn't expected James to be so opposed.

“That's right, your plan is too risky. This way, we might pay a huge price and gain nothing. You personally might be unharmed, but if the Central Intelligence Agency fails, it will bear the main responsibility. I must ensure our losses are not too great!” James always put the Central Intelligence Agency's interests first.

Lyon remained silent. He knew that saying more would be useless. Since he couldn't get support, the Special Task Force would act alone.

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Su Yue, if I can't reel in a big fish like you, it would truly be a waste of my reputation in the jianghu.

At this moment, the Tattoo Man was standing under a street lamp, anxiously waiting for the contact person. Cigarette butts fell one after another, clearly indicating he had been waiting for a long time.

“Do you have cheese?” the contact person asked in a low voice.

“I didn't touch your cheese!” the Tattoo Man replied.

After exchanging the code words, the Tattoo Man led the contact person into the dilapidated house from before. “Our business was discovered by the Special Task Force?” he asked.

“The people in Chinatown last time were from the Special Task Force!” The contact person was hidden in the shadows, their face unclear.

“Then, shouldn't you return our missing people?” Ethan looked up at the Tattoo Man and said.

“What do you mean by that?” the Tattoo Man responded with a half-smile.

“The Special Task Force mistakenly thought Su Yue did it, but don't think we don't know; was it your doing this time?” Ethan recalled how the last contact operation was disrupted and the Tattoo Man had directly injured their brother.

“Wouldn't keeping him be a Scourge? Can you guarantee he'll keep quiet?” The Tattoo Man lit another cigarette.

Ethan was speechless. For the first time, he felt that James's decision might have been wrong. Wouldn't cooperating with such an unpredictable person drag oneself into the mud?

“Hurry up, what's the mission this time!” the Tattoo Man urged impatiently.

“Dumbledore and Snape's candidate rallies are about to begin. Tomorrow, Snape will give a speech in Washington D.C. This mission is to assassinate him, which is the action we mentioned before!” Ethan revealed the main objective this time.

“Are you sure you didn't assassinate the wrong person? Is it a real assassination or a fake one?” The Tattoo Man seemed to have heard something hilarious, excitedly slapping the table.

“Just make sure you don't mess up. There must be no mistakes in this mission.” After speaking, Ethan left the dilapidated house, leaving the Tattoo Man standing there quietly.

Su Yue, who was hiding in the shadows and had installed listening devices, also heard their conversation and understood the purpose of this operation.

Su Yue had long suspected that this organization operating under the guise of a strike was actually a pawn of the Central Intelligence Agency. However, since he joined, the loyal head of the Central Intelligence Agency had stepped down, replaced by the unpredictable Tattoo Man.

This small personnel change didn't attract much attention.

But as everyone knows, a butterfly flapping its wings in South America can potentially cause a storm. When will this storm arrive?

Su Yue dialed the number of the person preparing for tomorrow's event.

“Change the event location to the same place as Snape tomorrow!” Su Yue calmly instructed.

“Ah? This… isn't very appropriate, is it!” Dumbledore asked, confused.

“Just do as I say.” After hanging up, Su Yue checked the surveillance near Zheng Tiantian's psychological counseling room to ensure her safety, which was something he had to do.

The Central Intelligence Agency had clearly supported Snape in the last council meeting. Arranging Snape's assassination this time was nothing more than an attempt to frame Dumbledore. However, what they never expected was that all of this was in Su Yue's hands.

Since you want to frame someone, don't blame us for giving you a strong dose of medicine.

The next day.

Snape and Dumbledore seemed to be competing on the same stage, with people gathered around both of them. But upon closer inspection, one would find that the atmosphere around Snape was more tense, with many Central Intelligence Agency personnel dressed in civilian clothes among the crowd.

They hadn't expected Dumbledore to suddenly change his itinerary. James asked Snape through the earpiece, “What's going on? Isn't Dumbledore taking the grassroots route? Why did he suddenly change to the city center?”

“Don't worry, just adapt to the situation first.” Snape didn't explain much. After all, he was in public now and couldn't expose his situation.

“Damn it! You say adapt to the situation, but now both Presidential Candidates are here. If anything goes wrong, our Central Intelligence Agency is finished!” James angrily smashed the microphone.

“What should we do now? Should we contact the Tattoo Man first?” Ethan and Bourne were not with the Special Task Force this time.

“Hmm… Let me think. First, try your best to contact the Tattoo Man. If you can reach him, inform him to cancel the operation. Second, go to the Central Intelligence Agency and bring everyone over. If something happens to these two, the higher-ups won't come after me, but all the people of the United States will tear me apart!” James said resentfully.

Su Yue looked at the Central Intelligence Agency, which had become an empty shell, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, “Still too stupid!” After saying that, he swaggered in. Thanks to the telepathic conversation last time, he had a deeper understanding of this Director of the Central Intelligence Agency.

To maintain a dominant position, one must possess their information. And where is the center of information? Naturally, it's the Special Task Force specifically established for Su Yue. Only by having all the information here can one understand all their actions.

After getting equipped, Su Yue walked out with a smile. By his estimation, they should be incredibly busy right now!

Su Yue specifically came to the location of the two Presidential Candidates to watch this annual spectacle.

The Central Intelligence Agency supports Snape, and Su Yue also supports Snape. So, in this game, who will gain the upper hand?

James urged like crazy, “Quick! Quick! Find the detonation point for me immediately! Hurry!” He had never expected the Tattoo Man to use a bomb. Did he have no brains?

At this moment, the Central Intelligence Agency agents could no longer bother with concealing their identities. They frantically searched every corner, trying to find where the bomb was hidden. “What in the world is going on?” they muttered inwardly.

“Isn't this the Presidential Candidate's event? Why is the Central Intelligence Agency here causing trouble too?” The public scoffed, expressing dissatisfaction with the Central Intelligence Agency agents' actions.

“Damn it, what are you doing? We are worried about the future of the country, but you are here causing destruction!” The public was emotional, and accusations against the Central Intelligence Agency agents rose one after another.

“Please cooperate with our work, please make way!” In such a tense atmosphere, the originally arrogant Central Intelligence Agency agents had to humble themselves and beg the public for cooperation.

However, the public ignored their requests and instead caused more trouble.

“What? Are you unable to stop the explosion now?” Nep originally thought everything was under control, but he hadn't expected the situation to have spiraled out of control. He had to hastily cancel the event. After all, saving his life was the priority.

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