Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

206: The all-powerful Bond girl”I don’t believe it.”

Zhang Ze drove, glancing at the national treasure-level scientist through the rearview mirror.

[Hey, the old man is quite stubborn.]

[I just saved you from the barbecue rack without letting you shed a single drop of blood, and now you turn around and give me a trust crisis?]

[I should have known to let you listen to ”Good Days” a couple more times in there.]

”Doctor, what else?” Zhang Ze countered in his emotionless synthesized voice. ”Could my goal be that I’m attracted to your age or that you don’t bathe?”

Dr. Chen Jing choked slightly.

He adjusted his glasses and said seriously, ”The technical capabilities, organizational prowess, and the level of infiltration and manipulation of various factions in Los Angeles that you displayed far exceed the scope required for the ’rescue’ mission itself. Taking me home seems more like a secondary task you completed after achieving some much larger strategic objective.”

An Yang was completely bewildered by what he heard, but he grasped the main point.

”Doctor, that’s not right! My Big Brother pulled out all the stops to save you —a light show, impersonating the FBI—how can you suspect him?”

”It is precisely because of these incredible methods that I am even more suspicious,” Dr. Chen Jing’s logic was exceptionally clear. ”This is not the style of a national-level official operation. It is too... flamboyant, too focused on individual heroism, and too reckless.”

Hearing this, Zhang Ze chuckled softly.

He turned the car onto a more secluded street. After confirming there were no surveillance cameras or pedestrians nearby, he pulled over to the side of the road.

He unbuckled his seatbelt, turned around, and faced the back seat.

An Yang and Chen Hu immediately became alert, thinking their Big Brother had new tactical instructions.

Under the scrutinizing gaze of Dr. Chen Jing, Zhang Ze raised his hand and placed it on the side of his ”Ghost Walker” mask.

”Doctor, you are right.”

”Some things truly cannot be judged only by appearances.”

With a soft ”click,” the mask’s clasp was undone.

Slowly, Zhang Ze removed the mask, which was full of futuristic technology.

The dim light inside the car outlined his sharp jawline and straight nose.

A face so handsome it seemed unreal was thus unexpectedly exposed to the three people.

An Yang and Chen Hu were fine; they were already used to it.

But Dr. Chen Jing, a scientist accustomed to all kinds of data models and precise instruments, was completely stunned after seeing Zhang Ze’s face.

He had envisioned countless possibilities.

Under the mask, there might have been a face weathered by time, an ordinary face, or perhaps even a disfigured face.

But he never expected it would be a face like this.

Young, handsome, and carrying a hint of playful cynicism. How could this be a secret agent? This was clearly a top-tier celebrity preparing to walk the red carpet!

”You...” Dr. Chen Jing’s mental circuit short-circuited for the first time.

”Doctor, let’s reintroduce ourselves.”

Zhang Ze’s voice was no longer synthesized; it was his clear, magnetic natural voice.

From the inner pocket of his tactical vest, he took out a small ID holder and handed it over.

”Dragon Country, Central Special Investigator, Number 007, Zhang Ze.”

Dr. Chen Jing subconsciously took the identification.

A deep red cover, with the national emblem embossed in gold.

Inside was Zhang Ze’s ridiculously handsome ID photo, along with neatly printed lines of titles and authorization details.

At the very bottom was a bright red seal, one he was extremely familiar with.

The overall design of the ID was simple, even somewhat retro, but every detail exuded authority.

”This...” Dr. Chen Jing’s hand holding the ID trembled slightly.

He finally believed.

[Ugh, they had to force me to show my handsome photo.]

[This face of mine is the best guarantee of national credibility.]

”Now, do you believe we are here to take you home, Doctor?” Zhang Ze asked.

Dr. Chen Jing let out a long, drawn-out sigh. He returned the ID to Zhang Ze and leaned back against the seat, as if all his strength had been instantly drained.

Suspicion, vigilance, tension... all the negative emotions from the past few days vanished in that moment, replaced by a sense of solid, grounded relief.

”I believe you,” he said softly, closing his eyes.

”Alright!” An Yang excitedly slapped his thigh. ”Now we’re all on the same side!”

Zhang Ze put his mask back on and started the car.

”White Tiger, search for all nearby surveillance cameras and plot a ’clean’ route. An Yang, monitor the drone feedback and watch the surroundings.”

”Yes!”

”Yes, Big Brother!”

The atmosphere in the car instantly became professional and highly efficient.

While driving, Zhang Ze reached into his pocket for his phone.

Was he contacting headquarters back home? This was the highest level of communication!

Even Dr. Chen Jing, who had just relaxed, opened his eyes again and watched curiously.

Then, under everyone’s ”solemn and respectful” gaze, Zhang Ze pressed the contact labeled ”Kiss-Kiss Wife Darling.”

The phone rang only once before it was answered.

An anxious, sweet female voice came through the receiver, exceptionally clear within the quiet car.

”Zhang! How are you? Are you hurt? I saw the news, there was a huge gunfight in the East District! Was that related to you?”

Sera’s string of questions was filled with worry.

Zhang Ze’s tone instantly switched, becoming incredibly gentle, almost saccharine.

”Don’t worry, baby. I’m fine, doing great. Just a small scene, playing hide-and-seek with a few naughty kids.”

”You scared me to death!” Sera complained on the other end. ”Dad said you were doing something very important and told me not to bother you. Where are you now? Are you safe?”

”Of course I’m safe.” He checked the navigation. ”I’m heading to the address you sent me now. By the way, is that place... reliable?”

”Of course it is! That’s one of my favorite safe houses in Los Angeles, and the view is amazing! The security system is the highest level from Dad’s company; no one can find that place!”

”That’s good. I brought two colleagues, and also a... well, an important company client. We need to rest there for a bit.”

”No problem! I’ve already told the butler to prepare food and clean clothes! Hurry up, I want to see you!”

”Okay, be there soon. Give me a kiss.”

”Mwah!”

The call ended.

Zhang Ze contentedly put away his phone, and when he looked up, he saw three stunned faces in the rearview mirror.

”Ahem.” He cleared his throat and, using his synthesized voice, said seriously, ”Intelligence liaison complete. Preparing to proceed to the designated safe house.”

An Yang held it in for a long time, finally unable to contain himself, and whispered to Chen Hu beside him, ”I finally know why Big Brother is 007.”

”Why?” Chen Hu asked, unusually responsive.

”Because behind every successful 007, there’s an incredibly resourceful Bond Girl!”

Zhang Ze: ”...”

Aided by Sera’s remote ”guidance” and the ferocious performance of Zhang Ze’s ”scrap car,” the van weaved through the complex city streets, perfectly bypassing one surveillance area after another, finally driving into the underground garage of a luxury apartment building situated halfway up the hill.