Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 591 - 599: Once Missed, It’s Gone

Chapter 591: Chapter 599: Once Missed, It’s Gone

At a little past one in the morning, Yang Yi’s cell phone suddenly lit up.

The phone was on, but it made no sound because Yang Yi had turned off all the sounds on his phone.

He looked at his phone and saw what appeared to be a meaningless junk message.

Given the convenience of modern communication, it was impossible to completely abandon the internet and mobile phones as means of contact. Although some matters had to be communicated face-to-face, using a mobile phone for trivial messages was, of course, the most convenient method.

Yang Yi put down his cell phone and took out his satellite phone to call Anton, but after the call went through, he didn’t make any sound.

"The target’s location has been confirmed, and, the target’s security is extremely tight. There are artillery detection radars and battlefield surveillance systems in the villa, and the target will definitely return to this villa, but the timing is uncertain. This information is reliable and valid,"

Waiting until Anton had finished speaking, Yang Yi, without a word, hung up the phone.

Yang Yi got up and went to the bathroom. He closed the door, turned on the faucet to make some noise, and then called Justin.

Although he was right beside Jethro, Jethro hadn’t taken away Yang Yi’s communication devices, so even under Jethro’s watchful eye, passing messages wasn’t an issue. Plus, Yang Yi was confident that Jethro had had no chance to bug him. However, out of caution, Yang Yi still chose to be as careful as possible when contacting the outside world.

Waiting for Justin to answer the call, Yang Yi whispered, "Got the intelligence."

"You got it? Really?"

Justin seemed incredibly incredulous, as only a few days had passed since he had made the request until Yang Yi got the intelligence.

"Of course, it’s real. I know Deyo’s residence, and I can guarantee he’s there right now, although I don’t know when he will leave. But I can also guarantee he will definitely return there," said Yang Yi.

Justin hesitated and said, "That kind of intelligence."

Yang Yi spoke gravely, "Yes."

"That kind of intelligence, um, isn’t the hundred percent complete kind, you know what I mean? So, about the price..."

Yang Yi, without hesitation, said, "I also know about the defensive measures, which are even more thorough than you requested. I believe it’s only right to charge extra for that."

Justin took a breath and said, "Buddy, I can’t verify this intelligence myself. So, forget about raising the price. I won’t talk about lowering it either. Ten million, you give me the intelligence, I give it to the client, and as soon as I get the money, I’ll give it to you right away."

Yang Yi immediately said, "No, money first, then intelligence."

Justin urgently whispered, "I can’t possibly advance the money to you, can I? And this is still unverified intelligence."

Yang Yi, refusing to compromise, whispered harshly, "I trust your reputation, and you should trust mine. The intelligence will not be wrong, so it must be a transaction where money and goods are exchanged hands. You give me the money, I give you the intelligence. As this is exclusive information, I think ten million is not expensive."

After a pause, Justin whispered, "Alright, the money will come to you right away. Give me the intelligence."

"In a villa at the southern end of Cape Ferrat in Nice, Deyo visits many times a year. He’s there now. Even if he leaves, he will definitely return. As long as your client doesn’t alert Deyo, he will surely come back. Additionally, the villa has artillery detection radar to guard against small drones and a battlefield surveillance system. Moreover, many people are stationed at every junction, quietly vetting anyone who approaches the villa,"

Justin whispered, "Anything else?"

"No, that’s it."

These few sentences are worth ten million dollars, but speaking them is extremely difficult, and it also requires good enough luck.

Intelligence is just that valuable. Justin didn’t feel the least bit that it was not worth paying ten million US dollars for just a few short sentences. He had sold even shorter sentences for more money before. As for Yang Yi, of course he felt completely justified in taking the money.

"The money will be in your account soon. Check your bank in an hour. Congratulations, nicely done."

"Thanks. By the way, are you interested in buying another piece of intelligence?"

Justin replied without hesitation, "What’s it about?"

"About Deyo, about some internal matters of his, and also about the people Deyo collaborates with."

"Can you be more specific?"

After thinking it over, Yang Yi said, "I can’t."

"Then how much money do you want for it?"

"Ten million, at least ten million!"

Justin sighed and said, "Impossible, buddy, ten million is absolutely impossible. I know a bit about the internal affairs of the Deyo Group, and as for Deyo’s collaborators, they are even less valuable. Everyone knows that Americans are the ones backing Deyo, a good portion of the arms he sells are American goods. So knowing this, there’s no need to think further. Maybe you know exactly who Deyo’s specific collaborators are, but that intelligence isn’t worth much, because there are no buyers. Right now, the one who needs Deyo’s intelligence the most is Big Ivan, but he can’t go to the United States to take out Deyo’s collaborators.

Yang Yi frowned, realizing that the intelligence he thought he could make a killing on might actually not be worth much.

"So how much are you willing to pay?"

After some thought, Justin said, "How about a hundred thousand?"

Yang Yi was startled and said in a low voice, "A hundred thousand? Do you have the nerve to even quote that price?"

"Why not? Buddy, the internal affairs of the Deyo Group are not a secret; many people are aware of them."

"Then let me know some of them so we can compare and see if our intelligence matches."

Justin laughed and said, "Buddy, what I know is intelligence, valuable intelligence. If I tell you what I know, and you don’t, then wouldn’t I be just giving you money for nothing?"

Yang Yi curled his lip and said, "But a hundred thousand is too little. I know a lot of things, like Deyo’s personnel arrangements in Ukraine."

Justin spoke in a low voice, "That’s just Jethro or some other guys, Nicholas? Impossible, Deyo is about to lose control over Nicholas. Did you know that? If you didn’t, consider this a free gift from me."

It turned out Justin really knew about Nicholas’s situation. Yang Yi expressed his helplessness and said, "A hundred thousand US dollars is too little. Alright, forget it. I’ll keep my exclusive intelligence; maybe I can sell it for a high price later. But a hundred thousand is too little; I might as well not sell it."

Justin unapologetically said, "Yeah, what’s a hundred thousand anyway? Why don’t you just give the intelligence to me as a gift?"

Yang Yi snorted disdainfully but knew he couldn’t afford to be too impolite to his only buyer at the moment, so he had to curb his urge to retort sarcastically and said in a low voice, "Up your offer; one million US dollars, no, five hundred thousand, and I’ll package it for you, how about that?"

Justin answered without hesitation, "Impossible. A hundred thousand at most, only a hundred thousand."

Yang Yi sighed and said, "Then I’ll keep it. Goodbye."