121: Chapter 121 Craig at the End of His Tide

While Lin Mo was racking his brains in the "Candle Dragon" safe house to forge the "Shield" and "Spear" to protect civilization, on the other side of the Earth, in that land that once symbolized power and glory, James Craig was tasting the most extreme failure and despair of his life.

He was no longer in that safe house equipped with top-tier facilities, but had been transferred to a more concealed and oppressive interrogation isolation point.

The "Broken Blade" operation launched by Long Zhantian not only completely destroyed the network he had painstakingly operated for years and dragged him out of his hideout in the Alps like a dead dog, but it also tore to shreds the fig leaves of those big shots behind him.

In the cramped room, there was only a hard cot and a metal table and chair fixed to the floor.

There were no windows, only a light overhead that emitted a pale, ghastly glow and never went out.

He had been stripped of the high-end suit that symbolized his status and forced into a uniform prisoner's garb; his hair, once meticulously groomed, was now disheveled, his eye sockets were sunken, and in his bloodshot eyes, the former sinister arrogance had been replaced by a near-manic paranoia and deep-seated resentment.

"It's over... everything is over..." He would occasionally curl up in the corner of the bed, muttering to the wall, and then suddenly stand up, pacing the cramped space like a trapped beast, his hands clutching his hair tightly.

He could not accept this outcome.

He had once been one of the titans controlling the world's largest intelligence agency, a man of immense power whose whims could decide the fate of nations.

But now, he had become a prisoner, a discarded pawn; in the face of the irrefutable evidence released by the Dragon Kingdom, the people behind him had not hesitated to push him out to shoulder all the blame in order to protect themselves.

"No... I cannot just admit defeat like this... I cannot..." He suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at the empty wall, as if he could pierce through the concrete to see that country in the distant East that had caused his utter defeat.

"Lin Mo... 'Patriot X'! It's all because of you! It was you who ruined everything for me!"

An extreme sense of failure and hatred toward Lin Mo (though he had not fully confirmed it, all clues pointed to this mysterious existence) were eroding his last shreds of sanity like venom.

He was like a wolf with a broken spine that was still baring its teeth, searching in desperation for one last chance to retaliate.

Many of the conventional secrets he held were of little value in the face of the Dragon Kingdom's powerful interrogation capabilities and technological superiority.

But he still had one last card, a trump card that even the people behind him might not fully know about, and one that he himself had never dared to use lightly—top-secret information regarding a "Sleeper" network within the Dragon Kingdom, one that was extremely secretive, had lain dormant for decades, and might even be related to issues left over from certain special historical periods in the early days of the Dragon Kingdom.

The very existence of this network was a massive scandal and a hidden danger.

"If you won't let me have an easy time... then I'll flip the table!" A twisted and ferocious smile appeared on Craig's face as a crazy plan took shape in his mind.

He would use this final bargaining chip, at any cost, to dig out the "Patriot X" hidden behind the scenes, even if it caused greater turmoil, even if it meant... total destruction!

He was no longer doing this for his mission, not for national interests, and not even for the forces behind him.

What drove him now was the purest desire for destruction, born from personal failure and hatred.

He began to repeatedly simulate in his mind how to use the limited, potentially monitored communication channels to transmit the most critical and dangerous activation order to that "Sleeper" network—find "Patriot X," regardless of the consequences!

In this dark prison cell, a curtain was quietly drawn back by this soul, who was at the end of his rope and had descended into total madness.

A hunt against Lin Mo, more hidden and more dangerous, was about to begin.

And of this, Lin Mo and the guardians of the Dragon Kingdom, who were focused on dealing with the threats from the distant starry sky, had not yet fully sensed this deadly chill coming from the depths of the shadows.