Munitions Empire-Chapter 913 - The 836 New Enemy

Chapter 913: The 836 New Enemy Chapter 913: The 836 New Enemy “No need to get so angry, Madam,” a man said with a smile, taking a seat opposite Susan without asking for permission.

He did not introduce himself, and Susan, visibly displeased, lowered her voice and scolded, “You’re not welcome here, impolite man.”

“I don’t think so, I believe you will need me,” the man continued to smile, seemingly indifferent to Susan’s attempt to dismiss him, “I also need you. We need each other because we share a common enemy.”

“I have no enemies. You should leave! If you continue talking nonsense, I will call the waiter,” Susan was very unsatisfied. There were certain etiquettes among the nobility, and a random, impolite man approaching was highly offensive to women.

After all, taking a seat beside a woman without her permission was already an irritating act—unless you were very wealthy or extremely handsome.

The man before her did not appear to be particularly wealthy, at most on the same level as Susan, so she was not interested in him; nor was he handsome, at least not to the extent that women would be enraptured with a single glance.

“If you’re not planning on taking revenge on an elf named John, then pretend as if I was never here. Goodbye, Madam,” the man this time made to leave courteously.

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Yet his words struck a chord with Susan: she detested the entertainment group under the Great Tang Group, she loathed that chubby elf who had always been pulling the strings over her fate.

Indeed, she had given up the fantasy of taking revenge on the entire Great Tang Group long ago—it was not something she could accomplish. However, that did not stop her from dreaming of one day crushing John, Tang Mo’s lackey, under her foot.

Even more so, she believed that if she could defeat John, then Tang Mo, the man behind him, would acknowledge her excellence, her efforts, and re-evaluate her, giving her new opportunities.

“Stop! Who sent you?” Susan halted the man as he was about to rise, scrutinizing his face with a question.

“Answering such meaningless questions is quite boring… Madam, if you truly wish to join us, then do not ask so many unnecessary questions. You just need to tell me if you are willing to accept our help and willing to help us in return” the man still maintained his smile.

He pulled out a card from his chest and pushed it toward Susan, “Accept a new identity, and soon you will find your life transformed.”

Susan looked down at the card pushed in front of her, surprisingly made of gold and bearing a raised emblem of a blazing flame.

“How do you plan to help me? And how do you need me to help you?” Susan asked without taking the card.

“This question is certainly more meaningful than the last,” the man’s smile deepened, showing that his persuasion had apparently succeeded.

So he pulled out another item from his chest and pushed it toward Susan, “Start a clothing factory, do the business you wish to do…”

Susan saw the amount of 50,000 on the check, which indeed could help her revive her business.

However, she did not feel she had the right to contend with the Great Tang Group’s fashion industry. On that battlefield she was once familiar with, she felt she would be undoubtedly defeated.

“No need to worry, this time you are guaranteed to make a profit!” the man noticed Susan’s hesitation and explained, “Someone will help you with the sales, we can go for a lower-end market and capture it first.”

“What do I have to give in return?” Susan asked again.

“Hold onto this card, then help others who hold the same card… fulfill their requests as much as possible… and they, in turn, will do their best to satisfy you,” the man replied.

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“Can you… take care of my husband for me?” Susan’s gaze hardened, as the saying goes, the first strike is the deadliest, aiming for the one closest.

“No problem,” the man stood up, “Forgive my intrusion, but soon you will receive the news you desire. I assure you it will be clean and trouble-free for you. Goodbye, then.”

Susan made up her mind, picked up the card, and also took the check. She wasn’t sure if she should celebrate her husband’s impending departure, simply saying without emotion, “Thank you.”

“No need to thank me. We require loyalty, not gratitude,” the man said without looking back as he left.

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In a somewhat dimly lit corridor, the hard military boots made a slight creaking noise on the wooden floor. Though faint, it was particularly jarring in the quiet hallway.

Armed with a silenced submachine gun, the soldier at the forefront stretched out his arm and clenched his fist upward, causing the soldiers behind him to halt their steps as well.

Across from this soldier was another group of people, dressed in black outfits and tactical vests, laden with a variety of weapons and equipment.

Both parties had converged on each side of a door, all pressing against the wall surface, the air thick with tension.

The next second, they sprang into action simultaneously. The soldiers tasked with covering positions drew back, while the ones responsible for breaching kicked the solid-looking iron door.

“Bang!” With a loud crash, the door was kicked open. Two teams of soldiers swarmed in, rushing into the still dusty room: “Don’t move! Get down! Show us your hands!”

After the chorus of shouts settled, silence returned to the room once more. A soldier scanned the room, then shook his head at his teammates across the room: “They’ve already run.”

“Impossible!” Another commanding officer immediately responded: “The intelligence department confirmed that two people entered this room. They’ve been watching this door since before we arrived; nobody else came out…”

“Indeed, there’s nobody in the room…” the officer who checked the room added: “The setup here is very professional, clearly, the classic design of a spy safe house.”

As he spoke, he stepped aside to reveal the bedroom door: “The wardrobe is covered in dust; the old clothes hanging there haven’t been touched for a long time. However, the bottom shelf is very clean, which obviously means… there used to be a box there.”

“A telegraph machine, batteries, and a pistol…” Without entering, another officer already had a rough idea of the situation: “The two individuals took the box and left; there’s nothing suspicious left here.”

“Yes, very professional, almost identical to the tutorials we use internally.” The special forces officer, surveying the room, once again praised his counterparts.

“If it’s been in use for so long, it’s bound to have been copied and studied by others.” The other officer grumbled with dissatisfaction.

No matter how tight the secrecy, the textbooks on espionage within the military academies of the Tang Country were no longer a secret.

This evidently had elevated the overall level of espionage personnel from other countries, making the work of detection and defense even more difficult.

“Look around… there’s probably a hidden door,” the officer said, walking over to a table in the living room and running his hand across its surface.

The table was free of dust, indicating it had been wiped recently – he could even guess that the person had used this table for sending telegrams, carefully cleaning up and wiping down the table before leaving.

Because in the whole room, only the area around the table was clean – no other part had been tended to and was covered with dust.

The other officer also loudly ordered: “Check every wall, and the inside of the wardrobe! See if there’s anything to be found!”

Upon hearing the command, the soldiers began their search immediately, not holding back as they used the butts of their guns to bang on the walls, some even punching them to test the sound.

They searched meticulously, and when the soldiers lifted the living room floorboards, they finally encountered something suspicious.

“There’s a hidden door here!” As if discovering a new world, the soldier who lifted the carpet shouted excitedly.

The two officers came over at the news, one kneeling to lift the lid of the secret door, which had been added later. As the lid, resembling a hatch, was pulled open, the living room one floor below came into everyone’s view.

To facilitate going down from here, the living room directly underneath the hidden door even had a large wooden box placed right under it.

“Ha!” Seeing the interior, the officer couldn’t help but let out a scoff of cold laughter. After a close inspection of the surrounding area, the first daredevil descended through the secret door.

He opened the big door of the room below from the inside, and his comrades, who had already made their way down the back route, also entered the room. This room was even dustier, with just a few footprints on the floor.

Just from the dust settled, one could deduce that there was nothing in the room worth investigating; everything was simple, almost a mere escape hatch from the safe house above.

“Cunning indeed.” Realizing this trip was in vain, the lead officer couldn’t help but express his sentiment: “They left very cleanly, without dragging their feet.”

“Yes, and yet we still couldn’t catch these two.” Another officer nodded in agreement: “I thought we’d catch a big fish this time.”

“They’re very vigilant, and… apparently not short on funds.” The lead officer shared his analysis: “Being able to buy two houses in Linshui, they obviously have a lot of money at their disposal.”

“Their actions and targets are quite different from other countries’ intelligence agencies,” the other officer echoed: “Their focus is on economic intelligence, with methods distinct from those of other empires.”

“It’s going to be tough to write the report…” With a sigh, the commanding officer stepped out of the room: “Regroup! Have someone check the property sales records, see… if we can find any leads.”

“That’s all we can do now.” The other officer followed him out.

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Two updates today, taking a day off: The second update will come later, you can watch it tomorrow morning.