"Since these four are the first batch to follow you, you should give them names!"
Song Xiangdong was also very happy in his heart. He finally managed to place his people openly around Lin Beichen, reducing some of his worries about Lin Beichen.
"Gale, Storm, Lightning, Thunder."
Lin Beichen gave each of them names related to his own element, hoping to bring them closer to the element he comprehended.
Though this approach seemed somewhat mystical, it was recorded in the scriptures. Lin Beichen’s method leaned more towards experimentation.
He wanted to see how much of the so-called supernatural powers described in the scriptures could actually be realized.
The four people who were named by Lin Beichen showed faint smiles on their faces, but their inner excitement was like a tidal wave.
"Then, as agreed, I’ll take these four people away."
Lin Beichen turned his head and looked at Song Xiangdong. Song Xiangdong nodded without any hesitation. After all, the people in the room were from the military. Even if they all followed Lin Beichen, the only loss would be for the military, with no loss to his Security Bureau.
But thinking of this, Song Xiangdong’s previously smiling face turned gloomy.
The fact that no one from his Security Bureau could follow Lin Beichen proved their overall strength was no match for the military’s. This thought turned Song Xiangdong’s expression into a mix of green and purple, which Lin Beichen found quite pleasing to watch.
However, if Lin Beichen knew the reason for Song Xiangdong’s expression change, he would probably find it amusing.
"You stay here and contemplate quietly, while I go rest for a while."
Lin Beichen briefly shared some thoughts with the four in front of him before heading to the Security Bureau’s lounge. He didn’t say much, not out of reservation, but worried that saying too much might affect the purest realization within these four.
Song Xiangdong personally led Lin Beichen into the lounge, and the moment he closed the door, Song Xiangdong’s expression turned gloomy.
"That bastard didn’t tell you anything?"
A flash of anger passed through Song Xiangdong’s eyes, his face almost dripping with malice.
"No, he said nothing and kept insisting he was innocent."
The voice of the Security Bureau member responding to Song Xiangdong trembled slightly, not from excessive fear of Song Xiangdong, but because Song Xiangdong was indeed intimidating at that moment.
"I can’t believe you couldn’t get anything out of him, but it’s understandable. That guy is indeed an elite!"
Song Xiangdong spoke as he walked towards a nearby staircase.
"Chief, are you planning to go personally?"
The Security Bureau member beside him asked instinctively.
But no sooner had he spoken than he felt a sharp pain in his head. Song Xiangdong had suddenly slapped him on the head.
"Why would I take this route if I wasn’t going personally? I really wonder what you guys are thinking!"
Before he finished speaking, Song Xiangdong had reached the elevator and entered it. The elevator swiftly descended underground.
If Lin Beichen were here, he would certainly be surprised, as even Scar lived on the third basement floor, yet Song Xiangdong directly pressed the button for the fifth basement floor.
When the elevator doors opened, Song Xiangdong frowned slightly. Though it wasn’t his first visit here, he still felt a bit oppressed.
This was the interrogation room of the Security Bureau, where anyone deemed dangerous or an enigma by the Security Bureau would be taken for questioning.
As soon as Song Xiangdong appeared, many prisoners rushed to the doors of their cells, hoping to speak with him.
But Song Xiangdong ignored them and walked straight to the innermost room. Even standing at the door, he could clearly smell the strong scent of blood coming from the other side.
Under the operation of the attendant beside him, the door opened, and Song Xiangdong stepped in, frowning at the sight of the man tied up.
"D-Director..."
The man tied up was none other than Zhang Tao.
Zhang Tao, once so vigorous, now looked as if he was soaked in blood.
Bright red blood dripped from his wounds onto the ground, making Song Xiangdong’s heart ache at the sight.
Even though Song Xiangdong was the iron-faced director of the Security Bureau, he was still human and had human feelings. Seeing his once-trusted brother in such a state undoubtedly stirred his heart.
"You still have the nerve to call me Director!"
Song Xiangdong took a deep breath, the trace of heartache on his face disappearing, replaced by immense calm.
Hearing these words, Zhang Tao’s tortured, dim face showed a tinge of sadness. As Song Xiangdong said, he indeed had no right to call him Director anymore.
Seeing the change in Zhang Tao’s expression, Song Xiangdong understood that their investigation results did not falsely accuse Zhang Tao, breaking his final hope.
"Tell me, how many of them are still in the country? How do you usually contact each other?"
Having confirmed his protégé as a traitor to the Dragon Country, Song Xiangdong had nothing more to say. Now, he wanted to extract the last bit of value from Zhang Tao before sending this traitor to the execution ground.
"There are still two squads of mutants from Atlantis in the country, and these two squads are very strong, personally led by their squad leaders."
Hearing this, Zhang Tao showed a hint of helplessness, sighing as he spoke.
Song Xiangdong was piqued by curiosity at Zhang Tao’s reaction.
"Tell me, what are you thinking? Even in this situation, you sigh."
"I’m just thinking that even those two squads, personally led by their squad leaders, might not be a match for Lin Beichen."
Saying this, Zhang Tao paused, instinctively looking at Song Xiangdong.
"Go on, a man facing death speaks true. Even as a traitor to the Dragon Country, this is your last chance to do something for the country."
As he spoke, Song Xiangdong looked outside the door, showing no one, including Zhang Tao, the tears streaming down his face.
"Actually, Chief, I am not from the Dragon Country, so there’s no question of loyalty or betrayal."
In the end, Zhang Tao decided to reveal the truth. Hearing this, Song Xiangdong’s face showed disbelief.
"You’re saying you’re not from the Dragon Country, what do you mean?"
"Actually, I am from Atlantis, though my mother is from the Dragon Country!"
Hearing Zhang Tao’s explanation, Song Xiangdong’s face showed a sudden realization. He finally understood why Zhang Tao would betray the Dragon Country to help Atlantis steal information and even provide Lin Beichen’s movement tracks, aiding his foes in the attempted assassination.
To Zhang Tao, he was never really part of the Dragon Country but an Atlantean. His real name was nothing but an alias. However, Song Xiangdong was curious about how the Security Bureau didn’t uncover such a thing.
Seeing Song Xiangdong’s tangled and confused expression, Zhang Tao instantly understood and smiled.
"Because until four months ago, I never knew I was from Atlantis. I always considered myself a Dragon Country citizen..."