Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 417: Chapter 338: Unobstructed (Please subscribe!) _2

”Mr. Ye Hong, hello.”

It was written in Chinese.

Ye Hong sat upright with a start, a message suddenly appearing on his computer in the still of the night—a sight that would frighten nine out of ten people.

Especially him.

Raised in a rural area since childhood.

Though a doctor now, he was nonetheless skeptical about superstitions and the supernatural.

”Mr. Ye Hong, please do pick up the headset lying next to you.” Another sentence had taken the place of the last few words.

Suppressing his alarm, Ye Hong hesitated a little, but slowly picked up the headset from the table in front of him.

He put it on.

”Mr. Ye Hong, hello,” a man’s voice came through the headset.

”Who are you?” Ye Hong asked, furrowing his brow. This person must be a skilled computer hacker. For this reason, he immediately ruled out the possibility of the person being domestic since he hadn’t been back to his home country for many years and his concept of its internet development had remained, frankly, ’archaic’.

”Don’t be nervous, I am sent by the state to help you return home. You can speak in a normal voice, all the surveillance and eavesdropping devices in your place have been taken care of by us.”

Ye Hong snorted coldly.

Who do you think planted these? The renowned FBI. If you claim it’s all sorted, do you expect me to believe that?

”I can’t understand what you’re saying.”

Ye Hong remained unwilling to give too much away, doubting this unexpected revelation.

”Mr. Ye Hong, I understand your concerns, and also know that I can’t persuade you during this call. However, our man is already at your house. Just follow him later, and he will explain everything to you.”

”He? You guys are already here? Where?” Ye Hong asked, surprised.

”Behind you.”

Behind him?

Ye Hong murmured to himself. These were three simple words, but...hold on. The next moment, his hair stood on end and he felt chills run down his spine.

Underneath the shine of the light.

His shadow cast upon the wall, and he suddenly found a shadowy figure surfacing behind it on the left side.

Ye Hong immediately felt a desperate desire to call out for his mother.

But he was able to stifle it with reason.

Did they really have to spook him like that in the middle of the night? Arriving right behind him without making a sound.

With a heart brimming with trepidation, Ye Hong slowly turned around and saw a man with a Chinese face standing behind him. The man had determined eyes, an upright and dignified air, but his face was void of any expression.

Ye Hong quickly put down the headset and backed up against the computer table.

His legs were trembling slightly. The sudden appearance of a stranger in his study would naturally scare anyone. He glanced at the open window out of the corner of his eyes, figuring that the man must have climbed through it.

”Who are you?” Ye Hong asked gravely.

”The one to take you home. Mr. Ye, please gather your belongings as soon as possible and come with us,” the man informed him.

”Are you guys from the state?” Ye Hong was still skeptical.

”Yes, we’ve arranged everything, but time is of the essence. I understand your doubts about me, but please, have faith in our nation.” At this moment, the only card he could play was the word ”nation.”

Apparently, it worked well. Ye Hong was swayed.

The word ”nation”.

To Ye Hong, these two characters were sacred.

No matter how far he was, he knew that he was a descendant of the dragon, a child of Huaxia.

”Where’s the person who contacted me last time?” Ye Hong questioned.

”You’re referring to the person named Qinghu, right? He’s just an intelligence officer, not part of the mission team. We all have our roles,” the ’Fighter’ ’explained’.

”...Alright. I trust you. I’ll get my family ready right away.”

Ye Hong stared intently at the man and considering his own intuition and the reference to the ”nation”, he chose to believe.

”Please, make it quick. I’ll give you twenty minutes. Take only what’s necessary.”

”Okay.”

Having agreed, Ye Hong quickly roused his family.

He headed to his parents’ bedroom.

”Dong, dong, dong... Dad, Mom.” Since the eavesdropping device had been taken care of, Ye Hong spoke in a regular voice. In recent days, they had been resorting to written communication for important matters.

”Ye Zi, what’s wrong?” his mother’s voice came from inside.

”Mom, open the door quickly,” Ye Hong urged.

Quick footsteps sounded.

”Click...” The door was opened.

A puzzled looking, sleepy-faced Fu Qin emerged, asking, ”What’s wrong?”