"Hi man."

"Hello, my brother, I haven't heard you for a long time. How are you doing? How are you doing recently?"

Compared to Yang Yi's low voice, Justin's voice sounded too enthusiastic.

"Can I trust you, man."

Yang Yi's tone was quite serious, so after justin was silent for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Yes!"

"I'll give you a billion dollars, you can help me whitewash it, and then divide it into four accounts. If there is a requirement, as long as the person who takes the money reports his own name, he can get the money. Can it be done?"

Justin was silent for a long time, and then he whispered, "Why look for me?"

"Because you are trustworthy, and I can't find anyone who can help me with this matter except you."

Justin took a long breath and said with emotion: "Trust, yes, your requirements are a bit high, but I can do it, but the handling fee is a bit expensive. You know, it is really difficult to get the money by just reporting a name. Can you withdraw money by using a password or some number? Even if it is just a simple set of numbers, it is much easier and more reliable than using a name alone."

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "Yes, what's the matter if you go directly to find you?"

"Don't look for me. Although I have enough confidence in myself, I will never swallow your money, but what I am afraid of is that once something happens to me, the money will disappear. You know that our business is not so safe, so, it's better to deposit it in the bank, what do you think?"

"Yes, that bank?"

"I don't know yet, but I'll tell you after I've done it. I'll confirm it first and then you can give me the money."

"No, give you the money first, man, you may take some risks in this matter."

Justin laughed, and then he said indifferently: "Are we living that day without risk? Tell me, how many people do you think want to kill me? I want to kill me every moment!"

"Okay, thank you."

"You don't have to be polite. I will help you keep your money in insurance. Just tell me the number when you look back. In addition, I have some things I want to talk to you."

"What's up?"

"As about Ace, man, you're doing a good job now. Can you send more people to the Middle East? The information is scarce and the price is very high, especially about the thing I told you last time. If you find Badadi for me, the money is really easy to say."

Yang Yi didn't hesitate much, and he whispered: "Okay, I'll send more people there and notify you as long as there is any news."

"Good luck, stay in touch, goodbye."

Yang Yi hung up the phone, then he looked at Anton and said, "I want to call Anna."

Anton nodded and operated on a machine for a while. After a while, he nodded and said, "Wait a moment, the candy side is OK, but Schultz said he needs to wait a little longer."

After two minutes, Anton finally nodded and said, "Schultz is OK, call."

Yang Yi uses an online virtual phone. The confidentiality is high or low. It is better than a mobile phone that may be monitored. However, after Tang Guo and Schultz join forces to encrypt countless times and various very complex operations, at least the current confidentiality is acceptable.

Yang Yi dialed the phone, and Anna Stagina answered the phone.

"Anna, I have a problem."

“What’s the problem?”

"My confidence was destroyed, I felt that everything was under his control. Now everything we did was actually being watched, which made me feel uneasy and even scared."

Anna was silent for a moment, then she said warmly: "It is normal for this kind of emotion to appear, because there is not only you, a smart person in this world. Success or failure is normal for any spy. It is really normal. If you meet a good opponent, an opponent who is better than you, this is also a very normal thing. I can't help you rebuild your confidence. I just want to ask you one thing, what do you want?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, then he whispered: "I want, I want..., well, what do I want?"

Anna Stagina whispered: "You've been so smooth, you've done a great job so far, you've got everything most people want, wealth, status, or power, you've had all these when you were young, but I want to ask what you really want? Is it revenge?"

Yang Yi exhaled and said, "Once it was, but now..., well, now I know more. Everything I thought about before may be wrong. Simply put, I am worried that I am really moved by the man in gray."

Anna Stagina whispered: "You have no faith, you don't have an object worthy of allegiance and struggle for. The driving force that drives you forward is revenge, but you don't know if you should take revenge, or when revenge is no longer so important to you, then you lose your only motivation, so I can't help you, no one can help you, you can only rely on yourself. If you find a new goal, then work hard for it. If you don't, then can't you stop and live a dreamy life?"

In the end, he had to rely on himself. Yang Yi exhaled and said, "I understand, thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Where will continue to send additional personnel to the Middle East, if there is insufficient staff, continue to recruit, focusing on searching for information about Ace and Badadi."

"I understand, are there anything else?"

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "Tell Kate that I'm fine, don't worry, please contact me if you have something to do."

At this moment, the phone rang, and Yang Yi quickly went to check his cell phone, but Anton whispered: "My phone, um, I don't know this number."

Yang Yi did not hang up the phone. After Anton frowned and answered the phone, his face changed drastically almost instantly.

Yang Yi had never seen Anton's face look so shocked, so depressed, so sad.

"What's it?"

Anton looked at Yang Yi in a muffled manner, and then he whispered: "Yalepin... is dead."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he said in surprise: "What did you say?"

"Yarrebin, who died last night in the house where he was born, was peaceful when he left."

Anton hung up the phone, and as he spoke, his whole body became depressed.

Anton himself was injured and he could move, but the problem was that even Anton did not seem so depressed and helpless even in the most miserable times.

There was no tears or something, but Anton looked much more painful than crying.

Yang Yi couldn't help but say: Anton! Yarebin is already very old, he... don't be too sad!"

Anton shook his head, he looked at Yang Yi and said in a trembling voice: "You don't understand, my faith is gone, my faith is gone..."
Chapter completed!