Chapter 809 - 361: Prelude to the Summit

Chapter 809: Chapter 361: Prelude to the Summit

Shi Zhengmin didn’t know what he talked about with Chen Zhiyu, then she returned to her room and began sorting out the documents Liao Yunqing needed.

"Looks like this girl has entered work mode."

Since Gu Ji usually saw Chen Zhiyu when she was relaxed after work, it was rare to see her serious, reminiscent of her college days, studying in the library during final exams.

When working, Chen Zhiyu was particularly noticeable, dressed in a white casual blouse paired with black trousers, her jet-black hair tied into a neat ponytail, her delicate oval face set off like jade-colored glass, eyes constantly revealing determination and focus.

Gu Ji wasn’t idle either.

Although this is the Security Department’s guesthouse, the necessary procedures are indispensable.

Before the chief arrived, he went downstairs in advance, scanned the surroundings of the guesthouse, and specifically checked the parking lot for potential risks.

4:05 PM.

The chief’s special vehicle arrived punctually.

It was a white 11-seater Coaster minibus, the license plate was white, with the letters "C" and "Police" at the end, indicating it belonged to the national security system.

The car door opened.

The first to appear was the security team leader Qin Xingfeng whom he met just last night. Gu Ji moved from the side, using the angle to sneak a glance inside the car, confirming there was no risk inside before instinctively stepping aside to let Liao Yunqing and Counter-Terrorism Bureau’s Wang Yujun, the two leaders, go in first.

Then it was his turn to enter the car.

Besides the people he already knew, there were three other people inside: a man with a retro slicked-back hairstyle and black-framed glasses, likely "Mr. Zhang," often mentioned by Chen Zhiyu and others, and a short-haired young woman, presumably the accompanying translator.

Seated centrally on the bus, wearing a royal blue suit, was a middle-aged man of medium stature, square face, around forty years old, exuding an unusual aura, almost like an American cougar resting there.

The cougar is a typical covert hunter, with strong keen senses and hearing, allowing it to adjust its hunting strategy based on the environment and other factors, striking with a single lethal blow.

The man before him was similar.

Despite appearing ordinary, his gaze was sharp and aggressive.

This feeling, he had seen it before when receiving commendation from the Ministry of Public Security, from the deputy chief; they were all elevated from frontline positions step by step to high office, whether in strength or vision, far surpassing ordinary people, naturally forming a powerful aura.

Chief of the National Security Department, Qiao Jianchang.

One of the few people at the top of the intelligence system pyramid in Xia Kingdom.

"Mr. Qiao, here are our compiled documents and interpretations regarding ’Unit 7472’, please review."

"Chen, drive."

Qiao Jianchang took the document handed by Liao Yunqing, spoke only a single sentence, then lowered his head and began flipping through, not saying a word the entire process.

The others just waited.

Until halfway through the journey, as Jingzhou’s sky slightly brightened, Qiao Jianchang spoke the second sentence since meeting: "Well-written."

"Thank you for the recognition, leader, mainly because these kids worked hard."

"Mr. Qiao, here is our risk assessment of 7472."

Just after Liao Yunqing finished his gratitude comments, Counter-Terrorism Bureau Deputy Director Wang Yujun handed over a document.

Although Gu Ji sat in the front row, unable to see the contents of the documents held by the leaders in the back row, he roughly understood:

Two documents: Mr. Liao handed over proposed attitudes we should express towards 7472 at the upcoming international counter-terrorism summit, likely containing various plans, such as when the vote "7472 is a terrorist organization" is overwhelmingly agreed upon, it would provoke certain reactions, and vice versa for others, etc.;

Regarding Mr. Wang’s document contents, it’s likely a projection on if 7472 is truly classified as a terrorist organization, estimating methods of attack, level of hazard, and what ways we should respond accordingly.

For some reason, even though Gu Ji knew it was impossible.

Yet watching this group of big shots prepare various countermeasures against his 7472, his heart was quite restless.

"If you’re tired, you can rest for a while, we’ll be at the airport in half an hour, I’ll wake you then."

Suddenly, Chen Zhiyu sitting beside him murmured softly in his ear.

Gu Ji pulled his thoughts back to reality and realized, the girl might have sensed a change in his emotions, mistakenly thought he was tired.

Among this group of people present, only Chen Zhiyu knew he had just gone through high-risk combat in Brazil, then took two consecutive flights back to Ningzhou, not even warming his seat before taking on this task.

Feeling warm inside, Gu Ji also reminded himself.

The people present are top intelligence experts, skilled in interrogation, observation, micro-expressions, even psychology, extreme caution is necessary.

But Chen Zhiyu is an exception, since the two grew up together, knowing each other too well.

"No worries, thanks."

"Tch, no need then!"

Chen Zhiyu muttered something, turning her head to the side.

But from the bus window’s reflection, Gu Ji could still see her pursing her lips, holding back laughter with a silly look.

After discovery, Chen Zhiyu’s ears turned red, instantly embarrassed and not knowing where to hide, like a little fox caught stealing food by the keeper.

A moment later, Qin Xingfeng walked over, picked up the radio, and began matching channels for several people.