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Chapter 178 Jacob's Terror!
Roy, who was lying on the hospital bed, sat up, put the pillow upright behind him, leaned forward, picked up the cigarette box on the bedside table, took out a Camel, lit it, and took a puff.

[Currently smoking: Lung capacity +1]

Vanessa reminded: "This is a ward, there is a smoke alarm."

Roy pointed to the ceiling and said, "Look up!"

Vanessa looked up at the smoke alarm and found that it had been tampered with. She smiled helplessly.

Roy could see that Vanessa was not very happy.

After all, who can be happy when the cooked duck flies away? That's 100 million US dollars. Even a super-rich man with a net worth of hundreds of billions will feel painful if he loses 100 million US dollars at one time.

Roy flicked the ash off his cigarette and sighed softly, "Ah... I understand how you feel now. When I was saving him, that guy raised the price to $200 million..."

Vanessa: “!!!”

Seeing Vanessa's regretful expression, Roy wanted to laugh a little, and then said: "I think you must have paid a lot for this rescue. After all, some relationships need certain things to maintain."

"It's a loss of $10 million."

It's really a loss for the lady and the soldiers.

Hearing this number, Roy knew he couldn't tease her anymore and quickly changed the subject: "I have completed my mission. As for the subsequent accidents, they are beyond my control. Now I still owe you something, and you owe me a question."

[Lying: Lying ability +1]

Vanessa stood up from the bed and put her hands in the pockets on both sides of her cream-colored windbreaker. She looked at Roy quietly, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, shook her head helplessly again and smiled: "I will naturally fulfill my promise."

"I'm all ears!" Roy pricked up his ears.

"What your father left behind is called Jacob's Gift."

"Jacob's gift?" Roy was stunned.

Looking at Roy's expression, Vanessa swept away her previous discomfort and said with a smile, "I guessed that this is your reaction. 'Jacob's Gift' was not named by your father. It is a name used to describe the forces that want to obtain it. I mean the intelligence agencies of various countries and some mysterious organizations hidden in the dark."

Looking at Vanessa's delicate face, Roy narrowed his eyes slightly: "Just tell me a name, you don't want to get rid of me like this? Intelligence is time-limited. If I find the answer somewhere else, your information will be worthless to me. You should know the difficulty of rescuing that guy..."

People who work in intelligence like to keep an eye out, and no one is an exception. Roy feels it necessary to remind Vanessa.

"Don't worry, I won't just give you a vague name. The so-called 'Jacob's Gift' is actually the legacy he left behind. Of course, this legacy is very special..." Vanessa said.

"A very special legacy?" Roy looked puzzled.

"Don't be anxious. Just listen to me and you will understand what the legacy of 'Jacob's Gift' is." Vanessa said with a smile.

Roy nodded slightly...

"He's a very scary person..." When Vanessa said this, she took a deep breath and her facial expression changed slightly.

Roy saw a hint of fear, a hint of admiration, and a hint of emotion in Vanessa's expression.

Vanessa continued, "I told you last time that he controls all the major intelligence agencies. Do you know how he controls them?"

Roy shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"No one knows how many agents Jacob has planted in Mossad, KGB, MI6, French DRM, and CIA..."

"If he wants you dead, you can die at any time. Eleven years ago, the then KGB director Alexander Rovich Kochkov was poisoned to death at home by his own son. Can you believe it? Kochkov's son is Jacob's man."

hiss--

Roy took a breath...

If it was a lover, or even a wife, it would be understandable, but damn, his own son poisoned his father, a high-ranking official, and he was someone else's subordinate...

Roy sighed.

Vanessa liked to see Roy's surprised expression. She continued, "Fifteen years ago, Mossad chief Nahum Demoni was found dead at home. It was his first wife who killed him. Their eldest son secretly witnessed everything, but he was shot dead by his own mother."

Roy: "..."

"There are many similar things. For many years, many people have lived in fear. No one knows when they will die. Maybe they will die in the office, on a mission, or sleeping at home..."

"Jacob's claws are everywhere. He will make you feel that there is a pair of ruthless devil's eyes watching you in the dark at all times."

"As long as you show any sign of betrayal, he will know, and your death may come in the next second."

"Roy, do you know? Do you know that feeling when you don't know who the devil is among the people around you? That is the fear from deep inside your heart. You won't trust anyone, even your parents, who may kill you in the next second."

"There's a saying in the intelligence community that maybe even your dog is Jacob's subordinate. Maybe one day he'll rush onto your bed and rip open your trachea while you're sleeping."

"This is the terrifying sense of oppression he brings..."

Listening to Vanessa's description, Roy swallowed quietly.

"Do you think this only happens in the intelligence community? No, he also has people in many terrorist organizations. His eyes are everywhere..."

"The Secret Service, the FBI, the CIA, the Department of Homeland Security, the IRS, it's everywhere. There are too many, too many, too many."

"If there is no news, he can create news; if there is no intelligence, he can create intelligence; if there is no war, he can create war..."

"Politicians from all over Europe and major families in the world, including the well-known Rothschild family, Rockefeller family, DuPont family, Sassoon family, anyone you have heard of, are all under control."

"Many people think he is the devil's advocate..."

Roy: "..."

Vanessa smiled slightly:
"This is Jacob von Weizsäcker, an ordinary bank clerk and an ordinary father."

"His real name was only known to intelligence agencies of various countries after his death. Before that, everyone called him Asmodeus."

Gollum-

This time it was Roy's turn to swallow.

Vanessa looked at Roy and said with a smile: "Now that you know his identity, you know how important the things he left behind are, right?"

Roy nodded slightly, with a puzzled look on his face: "How did he do it? I think what you said is a little too unreal..."

Vanessa smiled and said:
"No one knows how he did it. Sometimes you have to think about why European countries followed the lead of the United States after World War II, and even preferred to sell out their own interests to put America first..."

"The strength of a country is not everything. Hidden struggle is more important. No one is not afraid of death. No one is not afraid of the destruction of their family. No one can refuse benefits. No one can refuse the temptation of money and power. If you refuse, it means you don't have enough chips. If you are noble enough, then you can go to see God."

Roy: "You mean, those who refuse to obey will be eliminated?" "Of course, you can refuse, but you have to leave this world."

hiss--

Roy gasped again.

He asked, "So you are too?"

"I'm just an intelligence dealer. I'm not qualified to enter Jacob's system, but I do have to listen to him. I don't want to die..."

Roy: "You also said before that you were exchanging information with him."

Vanessa laughed. "Don't trust beautiful women easily, especially those who come from the intelligence field. No one is better at lying than them, including me and her..."

Roy knew who Vanessa was alluding to.

After hearing this, Roy finally understood what had happened before, including how much the Irina sisters in the organization valued him, and why the CIA was following him.

Looking at Vanessa's face, Roy thought, since everyone who approaches him has a purpose, then you must also have a purpose...

"So, Jacob's gift is a list?" Roy asked.

Vanessa shook her head. "No one knows what the gift is. After all, no one has received it. But according to my analysis, it must be more than just a list of spies."

Roy: "What do you mean?"

Vanessa continued:
"I guess the Jacob system list is only a part of it, or even a small part. There should be a large amount of funds, most likely hundreds of billions."

"There are also scandals of major financial groups and ZZ families, as well as relevant evidence of illegal activities, including documents, recordings, videos, etc."

"Then there are some technologies that have not yet been introduced."

"The truth about the assassination of Kennedy and Reagan is nothing. What is really scary is that he has all the top-secret intelligence from all the intelligence agencies. Do you know what that means?"

Roy nodded slightly: "Whoever can get Jacob's gift will be able to control the major families and have absolute say. Whoever they want to be in power will be in power and whoever they want to be the president of the United States will be able to be the president of the United States, thus controlling the entire Western world."

Vanessa said, "That's the theory, but if you're just one person, it's useless. You can't hold on to Jacob's gift. It's like Pandora's box for an individual. Everyone wants to get it. Whoever gets it will die, unless you control a powerful enough force to back you up."

Roy murmured, "I understand..."

Vanessa continued, "The CIA wants to get Jacob's gift. It may not be the CIA that wants to get it. Maybe someone in a high position within the CIA is using the power of the CIA. Do you understand what I mean?"

Roy replied: "Of course, once the gift falls into that person's hands, he will use the power of the CIA to control everything. The same is true for Mossad, KGB, and MI6. In other words, these people are all from Jacob's system in the past. Everyone wants to inherit the entire system and control the entire West."

Vanessa looked at Roy with a smile and said, "Yes! Are you satisfied with what I told you today?"

Roy asked, "I'm curious, what is your purpose in approaching me? Are you also here for Jacob's gift?"

Vanessa shook her head: "I can't hold on to this gift. I don't have the ability. I don't want to die for no reason."

"What about you?" Roy stared into Vanessa's eyes.

"Intelligence dealers do business. Once Jacob dies, you are probably the only person in the world who is closest to a gift. I want money. If I can get it, I think... I will sell it for a good price..." Vanessa smiled slightly, "If I help you get it, I think you will definitely not treat me unfairly, am I right?"

Roy didn't say anything...

"I'm at a huge loss. I didn't even get the $100 million, but I still have to tell you so much information. Damn the spirit of the contract..." Vanessa complained, "Don't forget, you still owe me something. I hope you can abide by this damn spirit of the contract!"

Before Roy could say anything, there was a knock on the door.

Vanessa and Roy looked at the ward door at the same time.

Irina's face appeared in the observation window on the door.

"Here she comes..." Vanessa said.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Irina walked into the ward.

Seeing Irina coming, Vanessa felt there was no need to stay. In front of Irina, she made a phone call gesture to Roy, then turned and walked out.

When passing Irina, Vanessa smiled and said hello: "You are here to visit him too. I have something else to do, so I will leave first. You guys chat..."

Irina smiled and responded: "Goodbye!"

click -

The door closed.

Coming in front of Roy, Irina began to examine his body, lifting up his hospital gown, pulling down his hospital pants, and carefully observing every part of him from front to back.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Roy said as he hugged Irina's slender waist and pressed his red lips against hers.

After the kiss, Roy asked, "Where's Serena?"

"We should try not to appear in public together. She will come to see you tomorrow..."

"Sit!" Roy sat on the bed.

Irina sat next to Roy and asked, "What is Vanessa doing here? Did she ask you to save Ovidi Guzman?"

Roy nodded: "Yes, because of the Augustus Walker incident, I promised to do two things for her, and rescuing Ovidi Guzman is one of them."

Irina looked worried: "This is too dangerous. Why didn't you tell me? The organization could have come to rescue you. You didn't have to take the risk yourself."

Roy smiled and said, "This is not my personal matter. Since it is a personal matter, I think there is no need to ask the organization for help."

"Then why did you let me bomb that business jet!" Irina glanced at Roy.

"Because that guy scolded me." Roy muttered.

"If I scold you, you will blow up the plane and even use the air force!" Irina was speechless.

"..." Roy looked apologetic, then asked, "Oh, by the way, I've always wanted to ask you a question!"

"what is the problem?"

“What are the core purpose and goals of the organization?”

　Sorry! I've been having a serious writer's block lately, and have been trying to figure out how to connect the next plot. I can only update once today, and I'll try to make up for it later!
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