Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 1390 - 1385: Leave It to Me

Chapter 1390: Chapter 1385: Leave It to Me

This whole double business thing is actually quite unreliable.

Over a hundred years ago, the role of a double was significant because fingerprint recognition technology hadn’t developed yet, and DNA recognition wasn’t even a concept back then.

But now, it’s different.

Does it really work for the CIA to assume that a person who just looks like Big Ivan is actually him, considering that verification methods like autopsies, fingerprint checks, and DNA testing are at their disposal? Of course not.

So, if Big Ivan’s fingerprints and DNA aren’t in the hands of the CIA, the double is meaningful. But if the CIA has that DNA information, the double is meaningless.

Of course, if Big Ivan hadn’t reached a compromise and deal with the United States, even if he died, the Americans wouldn’t be able to autopsy his body. The problem is Big Ivan has dealings with the United States. If he dies yet refuses an autopsy, the Americans can only think Big Ivan is playing tricks, making no difference whether his death is real or faked.

So this matter isn’t easily resolved.

If Big Ivan’s DNA hasn’t been leaked, things are easier. If Big Ivan doesn’t care about being suspected by the Americans, then for Yang Yi, things are also simpler as he only needs to do his part, leaving Big Ivan to bear the consequences of any suspicions from the CIA.

As for whether the CIA has Big Ivan’s DNA, Yang Yi is asking despite already knowing the answer.

Big Ivan has been captured by the CIA before, so how could they not have his DNA?

"The CIA has my DNA information."

Big Ivan spoke frankly. He nodded at Yang Yi and said in a somber voice, "So this matter is quite complicated. The simplest way is to stage a death scene where my body is completely destroyed, letting the Americans only see a face. As for DNA testing, we won’t give them that chance."

A straightforward and blunt approach is the only way, very Russian.

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "I understand, hmm, I will handle the preliminary work, and as for what happens afterward, it’s beyond my responsibilities."

Big Ivan nodded and then smiled, "I’m not too concerned about what happens in the future either, but if I have a choice, of course I’d prefer a better solution."

"What do you mean?"

Big Ivan waved his hand, looking indifferent, and said, "It’s simple, if you can make my death appear completely ordinary, then you may name your terms. For instance, I’m willing to pay one billion US dollars as long as you can convince the Americans that I’m truly dead."

Yang Yi licked his lips and said, "One billion US dollars?"

"Yes."

That’s quite a large offer indeed; it seems money doesn’t matter as much anymore, or perhaps this kind of mission often involves over a billion dollars.

Yang Yi thought for a moment and said, "Money, actually, I don’t lack..."

Yang Yi indeed wasn’t short on money, so he said this confidently. Big Ivan, hearing this, shrugged helplessly, "Well, money does lose its meaning once you have enough of it, so if a billion dollars doesn’t tempt you, I won’t say more."

Yang Yi waved his hand and said, "No, I don’t want money, not US dollars or any other currency, but I want something else."

Big Ivan, intrigued, asked, "What?"

"Gold, I can accept gold."

Big Ivan immediately said, "Gold, is it? If it’s gold, I can give you up to 50 million dollars worth of gold. That’s all, as I don’t have much gold."

Big Ivan surely has gold, yet he’s unwilling to give it. But Yang Yi wasn’t too interested in gold, so he promptly said, "50 million dollars in gold, hmm, considering the difficulty of this task, I can propose one more condition."

"Go ahead."

"I’ve taken over Deyo Mather’s arms business now."

Big Ivan suddenly laughed heartily and, intrigued, said, "Jethro is your guy? I hadn’t realized that before."

"That’s right, Jethro is mine, so we’re now in the arms business too. Uh, I have a suggestion, and that is we can secretly cooperate in business in the future; at least don’t undercut each other. After all, the arms market is quite fixed. We could establish a communication channel and discuss matters instead of fighting, what do you think?"

Big Ivan immediately agreed, "Of course, and in fact, before falling out with Deyo, we were already doing that. The business lasts forever, and I have no need to seize the entire market, nor could I. So we will guard our market share and, when new competition arises, join forces to tackle them. That’s certainly fine."

"Good, very good."

Before Yang Yi finished speaking, Big Ivan raised a finger and said, "Here’s some advice: don’t attempt to control the entire market. We can’t truly monopolize the arms trade, or we would surely face suppression."

Yang Yi smiled, "I have no intention of expanding the market share. Uh, now that the terms are settled, we can discuss how to make your death seem real and without a shadow of doubt."

Grevatov said nonchalantly, "There are a few methods, but all are difficult. First, after the CIA collects the body’s DNA and fingerprints, find a way to swap them with Big Ivan’s DNA. Another method is to swap Big Ivan’s DNA at the CIA with the double’s, so that no matter how the CIA investigates, Big Ivan indeed seems dead."

Big Ivan frowned and said, "These methods sound difficult."

Yang Yi exhaled lightly and said, "Actually... it’s not hard."

Big Ivan looked at Yang Yi in surprise, and Yang Yi shrugged, "All you need to do is switch the information stored by the CIA, or simply delete it, no, it’s better to switch it. Swap your DNA information in the CIA’s files with the double’s, so send me your double’s fingerprints and DNA tonight."

Big Ivan was genuinely surprised because what Yang Yi said sounded too much like boasting.

Grevatov was also surprised, as operating a drone for surveillance was one thing, requiring only proper credentials. However, tampering with Big Ivan’s DNA in CIA custody involved the agency’s evidence and archive departments, and replacing information requires more than just backdoor data alterations.

However, Yang Yi wasn’t bluffing, and this task was relatively straightforward for him because Aaron left him much more than just some credentials. With the entire network of the Grey-cloaked People in place at the CIA, given Aaron’s long years of operation there, the network was indeed extensive.