Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Chapter 497: 189, Elder Mr. Chen, we fi

Actually, his heart only had room for himself.

Chen Shanhe could read a lot from Lin Mo’s eyes, but he did not bother to defend himself.

He had always believed in the principle “better that I betray the world than let the world betray me,” and he never felt he was in the wrong.

Even if many more doubted Chen Shanhe, the beliefs in his heart would not waver in the slightest.

“Lin Mo, if possible, I’d like to remove my disguise and talk to you in my true form. Do you mind?” asked Chen Shanhe.

Lin Mo shook his head and replied, “Suit yourself. We have plenty of time to talk today. We’re not short on time.”

“Thank you.” After expressing his gratitude, Chen Shanhe took out his special makeup remover and wet wipes to start removing his makeup.

He and Lin Mo used similar methods for disguise, and Lin Mo had long lost count of how many times he had gone through such a process of removing makeup.

But now, watching Chen Shanhe remove his makeup in front of him, there was a very different feeling in his heart.

This feeling was very complex, and Lin Mo found it difficult to find the right word to describe it.

Was it relief? A sigh of release? A kinship between heroes? Or was it a surge of emotion triggered by the scene?

It seemed like all these feelings were present, and a single word was hardly enough to describe his complex emotions.

Time was slowly passing by, and bustling America continued its operations outside the window.

Workers from all walks of life were busy on the roads, the homeless and unemployed were receiving their relief meals.

imself was in good physical condition, combined with regular exercise and a world-class medical team, so people like him usually appeared younger.

There was, however, one very significant difference.

When Lin Mo first met Chen Shanhe, the latter exuded a tranquil aura from the inside out, as if nothing in the world mattered to him.

Calm, detached, at peace with the world.

That was the impression.

But today, seeing Chen Shanhe again, although he was trying his best to conceal his emotions, Lin Mo could still detect the nervousness in his eyes.

This nervousness was not from fear of death, but rather an instinctive bodily reaction to danger.

When Lin Mo had prepared to deal with Chen Kainan alone, it was exactly the state Chen Shanhe was in now.

sking questions, one each.”

Chen Shanhe had completely relaxed, leaning back slightly to allow as much of his body as possible to rest on the chair.

It was a very comfortable position.

“Let me go first.” Chen Shanhe looked at Lin Mo and asked his first question, “Is the Abyss actually an organization, or is it just you alone?”

This question had puzzled Chen Shanhe for far too long.

Initially, he had always thought that the Abyss Organization might be a very mysterious international organization, quite powerful, just known by very few.

However, whether it was the results from his investigation of the Hive in Rakshasa City or the findings from Japan’s intelligence agencies, there was absolutely no evidence of a mysterious organization called the Abyss.

When Chen Shanhe turned back to re-examine all the clues and started piecing them together again, a terrifying thought gradually emerged.

What if the so-called Abyss Organization was simply Lin Mo alone?

This hypothesis could explain many problems, but there was a bigger issue that it couldn’t resolve.

That is, if the Abyss consisted only of Lin Mo, where did he get so much information from?

After all, that information wasn’t just about him, Chen Shanhe, there was also plenty about other countries. Without the support of that information, the Abyss Organization couldn’t have possibly become a distinguished guest among various mercenary groups at one point in time.

Even with the recent American election, Chen Shanhe felt that Lin Mo’s assistance to Johnson Hester in eliminating numerous opponents and ultimately ascending to the position of Duke of America must have undoubtedly involved the aid of intelligence.

He himself possessed so much information because it was the accumulation of his lifetime.

What about Lin Mo?

Why did he also have so much information?

Lin Mo didn’t answer right away. Instead, he took a cigarette from his pocket and asked, “Want one?”

“I’ll take one,” Chen Shanhe replied.

Lin Mo handed him the cigarette from his hand, then pulled out another for himself, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Although he seldom smoked, he couldn’t resist having one on major occasions.

Chen Shanhe also picked up the lighter from the table, lit the cigarette, and took a puff.

It had been many years since he last smoked, and the nicotine entering his lungs made him cough involuntarily.

Lin Mo smoothly pushed the water cup in front of him.

“I don’t mean books like those by Jin Yong or Gu Long, nor do I mean the Four Classic Novels, but stories created by countless young people on the internet.”

“Some call them ‘refreshing novels,’ others call them web novels.”

“If you’ve read them, then I think I can explain things clearly to you!”

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