Chapter 508 is very unpredictable, causing more forces to be involved.

Imperial Capital.

In a high-level conference room.

Time ticked away, and the air was stiflingly quiet.

The leader in charge of intelligence had just strode out of the conference room.

To fully implement the order for support from the covert lines.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the conference table.

A chair was pulled back with a soft, grating sound.

The person in charge of contacting the foreign affairs department walked quickly into the hall and returned to their seat.

They held a thin printed briefing in their hand, the edges of the paper wrinkled from the force of their grip.

Placing the briefing on the table, he looked up at Elder Zhao, who was sitting at the head of the table.

The speed at which these two orders were implemented was unexpectedly fast.

The first warning, demanding a halt to the pursuit and the release of the detainees, had received a prompt response from Country A.

"They've responded."

The person in charge's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the conference room immediately stopped what they were doing, and all eyes turned toward them.

"What do they say?" Elder Zhao asked.

The person in charge sneered and tapped their fingertips on the paper twice.

"They insist that they have never touched Professor Liu."

Looking at the text in the briefing, he relayed the diplomatic rhetoric sent back by Country A exactly as it was.

Country A maintained that same hypocritical tone as before.

In their response, they swore that they were a country that upheld the rule of law and would never restrict the freedom of any visiting scholar without cause.

They claimed that they had not issued any orders to arrest Liu Zhengnian.

Furthermore, they shifted the tone and turned the tables on them.

The note stated that since Professor Liu had gone missing, it was highly likely that some foreign illegal gang had targeted the old scientist.

Attempting to harm Professor Liu by kidnapping him.

Reading this far, the person in charge's expression grew even uglier; he took a deep breath and continued to relay the message.

Country A even brazenly promised that, as the host country, they would deploy the highest level of police resources.

To help search those neighborhoods, find Professor Liu's whereabouts as soon as possible, and ensure Professor Liu's safety.

At the end of the response, they even specifically added a sentence.

Saying that this was their duty to maintain international security, a humanitarian effort, and that Eastern Country didn't need to be too grateful.

After these words were spoken, the air in the entire conference room fell completely silent.

The high-ranking officials present all looked worse than the next.

This act of lying through their teeth was nothing but pure shamelessness.

Now that the evidence had been thrown in their faces, the other side could still shamelessly say things like "no need to thank us."

This kind of shameless behavior left the bigwigs present speechless to the extreme.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

On the other side of the ocean, inside The Black House.

Leader Hen Meipu sat behind that solid wood desk, his expression also looking extremely grim.

His golden hair was somewhat messy, and his tie had been loosened halfway.

He pressed both hands on the desktop, looking at the latest briefing on the screen.

The fat on his cheeks was trembling incessantly due to extreme anger.

Just a short while ago, Eastern Country had sent a series of evidence directly to their foreign affairs department.

It clearly listed Professor Liu's escape route, and even the identity information of Long Dagui's family.

Looking at this evidence, which was almost a direct slap in the face, he felt his dignity had been severely insulted.

One must know that it was he who personally issued the order for his subordinates to capture Professor Liu.

He had originally wanted to force out information about the progress of anti-gravity technology.

But now, things had completely spiraled out of control.

The intelligence agents below not only failed to keep an eye on the person, but they also let Professor Liu escape.

They were even thoroughly exposed by Eastern Country's intelligence network.

Now, Eastern Country had thrown the corresponding evidence right in their faces, questioning why they had sent a motorcade to chase and kill them on the streets.

He was instantly enraged.

Immediately, in his fury, he grabbed the dedicated phone on the desk.

The line connected directly to the CIA headquarters.

As soon as the call connected, the person on the other end hadn't even had a chance to say hello.

He issued his order directly to the highest-ranking official at the CIA.

With saliva almost spraying onto the microphone, he flew into a rage in his office.

Then, he roared into the phone, telling them to look at the good work their subordinates had done.

They couldn't even catch an elderly man and a family of three tourists; they were simply a bunch of idiots.

Leader Hen Meipu gritted his teeth and issued an ultimatum.

If, before dawn, the CIA leader—that is, Tom De's superior—allowed Professor Liu to escape across the border.

Then, he would send him straight to a military tribunal to pay for such stupidity and dereliction of duty.

Listening to the submissive and constant assurances from the other end of the phone, he slammed the receiver back onto the landline.

After venting his rage, Leader Hen Meipu panted heavily, his brain beginning to function again.

He felt that relying solely on those useless intelligence agents was no longer enough to control the situation on the streets of Washington State.

Those few black SUVs in pursuit seemed too thin in the vast urban traffic network.

He had to mobilize more powerful internal forces.

Without the slightest hesitation, Leader Hen Meipu picked up another internal phone and issued an order to the FBI.

By this time, the main force of the FBI was also about to enter the fray.

Shifting the scene back to the streets of Washington State.

In the night, police sirens blared from all directions, echoing incessantly between the buildings.

As for Professor Liu's side, the situation had become critical in the extreme.

Long Dagui was driving the SUV, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

His shirt was soaked through, and sweat ran down the corners of his eyes into his eyes, causing a stinging pain, but he didn't even dare to blink.

They continued to flee frantically, trying to find a way out in this strange city.

The accelerator was floored, and the engine let out an overwhelmed roar.

Every time they encountered a curve, the tires would violently rub against the ground, leaving trails of black scorch marks and emitting a pungent smell of burnt rubber.

Then they would rampage through the streets, forcing private cars on both sides to swerve and dodge.

In the passenger seat, Long Aoao sat with his arms crossed, his hands still tightly clutching that transformation stick.

In the back seat, Mother Long's face was pale, one hand gripping the handle on the car door, her eyes closed in prayer.

Professor Liu felt a deep sense of helplessness rising in his heart.

Relying on Dagui's driving skills, it was already a miracle that they had lasted until now.

However, as time passed, the number of pursuers not only didn't decrease but instead grew larger.

Long Dagui gritted his teeth, jerked the steering wheel, and turned onto a wide main road.

However, just as the car straightened out, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Under the traffic light not far ahead, three heavy anti-riot armored vehicles were parked horizontally, blocking the path completely.

A group of fully armed tactical team members wearing bulletproof vests were leaning against the vehicles, raising their weapons.

Long Dagui's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously wanted to hit the brakes and turn around.

But in the rearview mirror, the pursuers' motorcade had also completed the encirclement, blocking their retreat.

The walls of the buildings on the left and right were high, and there were no alleys for cars to pass through.

Seeing that they were about to be blocked at the intersection by cars from all sides.

The SUV's speed was forced to decrease bit by bit, finally stopping in the middle of the road less than thirty meters away from the anti-riot vehicles.

Outside the car windows, blinding high beams shone from all directions, lighting up the interior of the car as bright as day.

From the police megaphone came English commands demanding they turn off the engine and exit the vehicle.

The family of three and the old scientist inside the car had completely lost all room to maneuver.

They were trapped in a dead end, surrounded on all sides.