章 300: Chapter 251 Chris Chen

Istanbul, Old Town, National Street.

Chris Chen stretched languidly in front of his computer, his eyes fixed on the conversation with Ferrari in the private chat room of the Dark Web, always lingering on that name—Song Heping.

The conversation had already ended, and now all he needed to do was close the window of their private chat, and the data would be erased.

After stretching, Chen moved the mouse and closed the window.

His gaze shifted to another laptop on the desk.

Next to this computer was a large hardware firewall, linked with a black box, Chen's encryption device.

Chen was always very careful.

After all, he had been in this line of work for many years and had long since learned how to stay alive—those in his profession who weren't careful had died.

This meeting was one of the few decisions he had made over the years.

He said this because of the information displayed on the laptop next to him.

He checked and found something wrong with Song Heping's information.