But Lin Ping didn''t bother to explain to Thomson, a Native American.


    Moreover, although the other party and he belong to the same CIA, they come from different systems.


    Lin Ping belongs to the action department, while Thomson comes from the science and technology department under the CIA. Most of the subordinate employees come from computer and pharmacology talents recruited by major famous universities in the United States, as well as some hackers forcibly recruited. They put it bluntly, they provide technical support for Lin Ping in some needed actions.


    On the inner side of the garage gate, two strong Asian men were waiting there. The outline of the guns could be seen faintly from the bulging pockets at the waist. After Lin Ping came out, one of them continued to stay in the same place and guard, and his eyes swept outside the garage from time to time,.


    Another Asian man came up and said in some stiff Chinese, "Agent Smith is waiting for you to come back. Didn''t he leave any tail?"


    "Safe!"


    Lin Ping nodded, "I see. I''ll go right now!"


    After hearing the news, the two who came down to check and guard in front of the garage door are elite Asian agents directly transferred by the CIA from the United States. They both speak Chinese and are proficient in invasion, spying and combat.


    The CIA cannot be too careful about the mysterious disappearance of a senior agent on a mission in China.


    Moreover, it is also the capital of a far eastern power, and it is not a stronghold purchased by the CIA in China. It is just a temporary residence on the outskirts of Nandu to avoid being targeted by China''s anti war system.


    Out of the garage, Lin Ping and them didn''t stay much in the courtyard of this suburban house, but the agent''s instinct still made them look around warily and enter the house.


    As soon as I entered the house, I saw two agents with Asian faces guarding at the door. In the living room not far from the porch, there were four other Asian agents sitting on the sofa. Someone was smoking bored, someone was picking channels with a remote control, and two were oiling the weapons placed on the coffee table in front of me.


    Seeing Lin Ping coming in, everyone nodded tacitly without saying much, so he took Wang Bo and Thomson to the second floor.


    Unlike all the Asian agents on the first floor, all the white faces on the second floor.


    Hearing the footsteps upstairs, a white man sitting on a sofa on the second floor closed his eyes and said hello to him with a smile, "you''re back, Lin..."


    White people and black people are different from yellow people. There are many people at the age of 16 or 17 who look like people in their 30s and 40s, and there is no shortage of people in their 70s and 80s who look like people in their 40s and 50s.


    For example, the white man in front of Lin Pingping looks like he is in his early thirties. He is strong and rich in tendons. At a glance, he knows that he is very diligent in exercise on weekdays.


    He has worked for the CIA for more than 20 years. He is one of the best agents under the CIA operation Department, that is, Smith mentioned by the Asian agent before.


    "Well..."


    Lin Ping answered. After approaching, he took the initiative to open his mouth without waiting for them to ask questions. "We didn''t get much in the afternoon, but Wang Bo and Thomson found some suspicious things about the target. We''re going to arrange to go to the target company to see if there will be any harvest..."


    "Nothing?"


    Smith frowned at him, looked quickly past him, turned directly to Thomson, and asked him directly, "tell me, what''s suspicious!"


    Lin Ping was unhappy for a while, but the good Chengfu didn''t show any emotional fluctuations on his face.


    If the country with the most serious racial discrimination in the world is to be rated, the United States is unlikely to be named