The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 408

Upon thinking it through, Chen Ting finally understood—the person who had called her over to interrogate Ye Tian didn’t seem to be her old superior but the boss above, signaling what exactly? That those above her were even more anxious, more eager to get their hands on what Ye Tian possessed.

"Figured it out? Once you’ve got it, hurry up and pull up the maps of this place, including sewer vents and the like. Any exit leading outside, find them all for me. Don’t say the exits are too small—you never know when they might prove useful."

Sometimes, a glimmer of hope can ignite a person’s tremendous desire to survive; similarly, this piece of information from Ye Tian became her lifeline.

In the empty cipher room, two people, four hands, tapping away at the keyboards, and the room instantly filled with the sound of plastic keys clashing. Papers were printed out and passed to Ye Tian, who, while waiting for the red box, meticulously examined each one, occasionally scribbling on them with a pen.

"The second blast to breach has begun."

Ye Tian said, looking down, "Ignore them, a bunch of worthless ones. Are there any more blueprints? I keep feeling like the sewer system here doesn’t quite match my memory."

"There are a few more not printed; they’ll be ready soon—oh, right, I forgot to tell you, last year, some of the underground pipelines for the space capsules have been revised."

Ye Tian was momentarily stunned and asked, "Are the modified sections of the route marked on the data?"

The continuous bombing outside went on, and inside, the keyboard tapping still sounded non-stop. Chen Ting worked the mouse, opening one map after another, but the dates on them referred to the original constructions of the space capsules ten years prior. This meant that the information on recent modifications wasn’t recorded there.

Upon hearing this, Ye Tian’s expression worsened considerably. It’s all too easy to suffocate alive down there in those underground pipes, and emerging only meant capture. Without full-proof planning, the risk was indeed too great.

"How do you guys prepare your data? Don’t you have the routine of organizing the cipher room’s information regularly?"

It was evident Ye Tian was disappointed with Chen Ting, as though he was venting his frustration about finding the data onto her.

Chen Ting gave him a cold glance, not retorting since he didn’t seem to intend on continuing.

Ever since the last batch of Old Dragon’s predecessors left the space capsules, no specialized personnel had been assigned to take over. It was a mix of people with weak foundations yet not lacking in self-interest meddling around, like Zhang Jingfu and similar pesky flies, who turned the once orderly space capsules into a chaotic mess.

Ye Tian realized that these matters were not something Chen Ting could handle alone. His state of mind just became increasingly agitated as he looked for the red box. He had too few cards in his hand; the files alone were not enough to trip up the adversary. What good is a pyrrhic victory if pushed to desperation? Could one truly confront a government organization alone? What he needed now was the red box; only by finding it could he access the detailed intelligence about his mission and locate his real enemies.

Chen Ting was right; how could the real data be accessible online?

The cursor on the screen kept blinking, but traces of the red box still weren’t found. Ye Tian grew more anxious. On the wall screen, the explosive breaching team was still at work. The space capsule might be secure, but it was, after all, built by humans, who had the construction data and blueprints. Finding a weak spot to breach was an easy feat. Ye Tian’s current task was to find the required data and escape routes before they got in.

He had found it!

A wave of joy surged in Ye Tian’s heart, and his grip on the handrails loosened suddenly, revealing tidy rows of nail marks.

A vast amount of data unfolded before his eyes. Although he had some guesses and judgment about that mission, it wasn’t until he saw the thrice-encrypted file that Ye Tian truly understood why his squad had to die. He also had to face another harsh reality—that he indeed wasn’t ambushed. It was a premeditated murder. Including all logistics and intelligence personnel who operated with him, they would either be convicted on various charges or reassigned far from their posts to serve in remote mountains or the frontiers of the motherland.

The entire Dragon Team had been pulled apart!

The mission had dismantled the entire Dragon Team!

In the aftershock, a bolder guess emerged in Ye Tian’s mind. What was the purpose of establishing Dragon Team? Could it have been specifically to find what was mentioned in the documents—Huatuo’s Tomb, and then to obtain the Medicine of Immortality?

As Ye Tian continued to sift through the data, he found his answers, and, unfortunately, he had guessed it all correctly.

In the heart of the leader who founded the nation, there always existed a dream for immortality—an aspiration that could match Emperor Shi’s legendary quest for the elixir of life, involving 3,000 boys and girls and a voyage across the sea. Only, Emperor Shi dispatched a fleet, while this formidable leader directly established an elite unit akin to the finest troops—Dragon Team.

Dragon Team. Listen, even its name is majestic and powerful.

This leader, widely recognized as a strong-willed figure in the world, wielded methods even more forceful than famous tyrants of the feudal era. However, he often cloaked his tactics under the guise of an ideology, deceiving and blinding the people of the entire nation.

Emperor’s appearance—the leader possessed the natural disposition of an emperor. Yet, nobody would have thought he truly harbored a dream of emperor within.

"They’ve started bombing the second door!"

After Chen Ting printed the last document and handed it over, she noticed Ye Tian lost in thought and waved the papers in front of his eyes, but Ye Tian hardly stirred.

"Hey, you’d better hurry up; otherwise, you’ll die a grisly death."

Ye Tian snapped back to reality, gave her a look, "Your death won’t be any prettier."

With that, Ye Tian took the microphone, turned on the switch.