Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 527 - 515 Undercover

Chapter 527: Chapter 515 Undercover

Yang Yi felt that he had been duped, and it bothered him immensely, greatly and intensely so.

"This isn’t good, we had an agreement. I help you get the gold, and you take care of that matter in the United Kingdom for us. Are you going to break the agreement now?"

Terry said very seriously, "Yes, that was our agreement, and we will indeed honor our commitment. But have we ever discussed the matter of fees? I said I would help you resolve your problem, but did I ever say I would do it for free?"

Through gritted teeth, Yang Yi said, "Are you playing word games?"

Terry shook his head and smiled, "No, we never play word games. I just thought you were fully aware of how cleaners operate. Well, let me explain again, cleaners never do anything for free. And for the majority of our clients, money is never the issue; the real question is whether they are qualified to spend that money. You must understand that the status of a ’C-level’ client is far more precious than the money you’re required to pay."

Yang Yi just felt very frustrated, but what could he do? Fall out with Terry? Don’t be ridiculous—that was impossible.

"Fine, I’ll ask—you mentioned solving our problems, how much money are we talking about?"

Terry’s response was grave, "You were caught by MI5, and then you claimed to be a CIA agent. Then MI5 decided to develop you as a double agent, correct?"

"That’s right, that’s the situation."

Terry nodded and continued, "We can resolve this issue; we are, in fact, prepared to do so. You only need to pay one hundred million US dollars to solve this problem."

Almost spitting blood, Yang Yi glared at Terry and said, "Repeat that, how much?"

"One hundred million US dollars."

Terry’s demeanor remained calm as Yang Yi struggled to contain his rage and said, "You’re joking, right?"

"I’m not someone with a sense of humor, so I don’t joke."

Yang Yi took a deep breath and then heavily sat back down in his chair, "Forget it, I think it’s better to give up."

Terry was very earnest as he said, "I strongly suggest you reconsider, at the very least, you should know what our solution entails."

Yang Yi waved his hand dismissively, "Fine, let’s hear this solution of yours and see if it’s worth one hundred million US dollars."

Terry smiled confidently, then pulled out a USB drive from his pocket, and proceeded to take out a laptop from the bag at his feet.

He opened the laptop, inserted the USB drive, and after a few clicks, turned the laptop around to face Yang Yi.

"This is... me? But this, this is also..."

The laptop displayed a photograph, the kind found in files: one frontal shot and one profile.

Top-secret files for covert missions dispatched by the Central Intelligence Agency adorned with the label ’Top Secret’.

"Yes, you’re seeing correctly. This is a file for undercover personnel on a special mission secretly dispatched by the CIA. Such individuals are commonly referred to as undercover agents, but within the CIA, such files are also for double agents on deep cover assignments who are activated only when necessary, everything depends on how the file records the assignment."

Mouth agape in shock, Yang Yi stammered, "So you’re saying, if I spend one hundred million US dollars, I’ll be a CIA agent? But this is fake."

Terry replied with an air of pride, "If it were fake, I wouldn’t have brought it out to show you."

"Name: Eric Wang. Code name: Sea God. Dual nationality of the United Kingdom and the United States. Recruited by Jason Moore Haye in 2010. Performing top-secret missions in Europe. Sole contact: Jason Moore Haye. Top secret..."

After quickly reciting the content of the file, Yang Yi said in a trembling voice, "Isn’t this file a bit too brief?"

Terry smiled, "Don’t you think the simpler the file, the greater the operational space? You could be a mole, perhaps executing a confidential mission. How good would that be?"

Yang Yi took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, "Then who is this Jason Moore? I wasn’t recruited into the CIA. Just with this file, is the CIA going to acknowledge me as one of their own?"

Terry still looked supremely confident, smiling, "Jason Moore is the head of the CIA’s European department and later became the Deputy Director of the CIA. He has the authority to develop double agents and also the right to secretly recruit spies without necessarily going through the CIA’s recruitment system, which means your status will be recognized by the CIA. There is no doubt about that."

"But..."

"There are no buts. As long as you pay the money, you will be a spy for the CIA, carrying out top-secret missions given to you by Jason Moore. As for what the missions are, you can make them up, because the only witness, Jason Moore, is dead. You may ask how Jason Moore could prove your identity if he’s dead, right?"

"Yes."

"Double agents and proactively deployed undercover agents are contacted through a secure single line. The identities of such people are top secret within the CIA. But the sole contact will have a record in the CIA’s system, and no one else, not even the Director, can access this record except for that contact. However, both the undercover agent and the double agent will have the same code word. Should the sole contact suddenly die, as is the case with Jason Moore, and if an undercover agent needs to prove his identity, it’s simple. Go to the CIA, tell them you are an undercover agent, provide your code word, and after they verify it, they will confirm your identity."

Having explained, Terry smiled, "If you don’t want the CIA to bother you, then you can choose never to reveal your identity. And this file, which we have secretly slipped into the CIA’s secure system, will never be checked by anyone because they won’t be able to."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, then he spoke in a grave tone, "One hundred million!"

"Yes, one hundred million."

"But even if I became a spy for the CIA, how would that solve my troubles in the United Kingdom?"

Terry spread his hands, "Isn’t that obvious? If you are a CIA agent, then you’d be valuable. You could truly become a double agent. You could even join MI5 of your own accord and then inform the CIA that you are an undercover agent planted inside MI5. How simple is that?"

Indeed, how simple. With an identity from the CIA, the possibilities for manipulation were vast.

But one hundred million US dollars, one hundred million.

Looking at the still hesitant Yang Yi, Terry smiled and said, "So, are you satisfied with our solution? I have a small suggestion. As long as you really can get your hands on valuable intelligence, then after you sell it to the information broker, you give a copy to both the CIA and MI5. You could even operate openly as an information broker. Neither the CIA nor MI5 would bother you. Now, do you think one hundred million is worth it?"

Determinedly, Yang Yi said in a low voice, "How can I be sure this file will actually work?"

Terry said very seriously, "You have the cleaners’ reputation, plus, you can verify it. I even agree that you can pay after the verification."