"It's true that I am a despicable businessman, but we also provide a way for these poor people who hate the empire to take revenge on the empire.

"The root of the evil lies in the invasion of the empire. We just took advantage of this incident."

Yang Ming asked: "Your actions are not limited to the empire?"

"It mainly depends on our funders and which regimes they want us to disrupt.

"However, generally speaking, we do not accept activities with higher risks. Only missions that are 100% sure and in which we do not suffer too many casualties are the most cost-effective options."

"Last question... Can you estimate how many people were killed during the years when you controlled freedom chauvinism?"

"No need to estimate, we have detailed statistics, it is 2,694,729 people, and there are more than 3 million casualties."

"One more question, where do the various weapons and technologies you use come from?"

"The New Federation gave it to us, the CIA provided us with technical support, and a large part of the black market everywhere, but some cutting-edge things were given to us by them."

"Are there any New Federation agents in your organization?"

"Of course, many of my disciples hold the title of senior agent of the New Federation."

"Call someone in."

"Okay sir."

The inexplicable old man turned his head and walked towards the door.

Yang Ming picked up the camera device. At the end of the video, he quietly stared at the camera for three seconds, then raised his left fist and popped out his middle finger.

[Bitch to the CIA].

[More interrogation materials will be released in the future].

…

When this video went viral across the galaxy, the New Federation's CIA and the Empire's military were conducting a discussion.

Unlike the "passionate confrontations" and "crazy blame-shifting" at the CIA, the atmosphere at the Imperial Military Headquarters can be said to be quite depressing.
Chapter completed!