Stout pondered for a moment and said, "What else? Even if the operation fails and someone has to take responsibility for the losses, the investment project isn't at the point of termination yet."
"What if Diana Kuno also dies?"
After Mercer said this, Stout raised an eyebrow slightly. "You're saying you plan to take down the convoy jointly transported by Biotechnology and Military Science, steal the goods, and then eliminate Diana Kuno..."
"If she's dead and the equipment is gone, can Military Science's investment continue?" Mercer retorted.
Stout looked at him and, after a while, chuckled, "Then, of course, we'd have to urgently terminate the project... but without a doubt, you'd also get into big trouble.
But you don't think that stealing these things, making Military Science's investment plans go down the drain, is any good for you, do you?"
Mercer just coldly replied, "But I guess you'd smoothly get promoted to Operations Director afterward."
"So you're planning to use this to trade for my 'leniency' on you while pursuing you?" Stout said.
"What I need is for you to keep your eyes closed and do what you're supposed to do when you become Operations Director. As for me, I don't think you'd want to become my enemy."
After Mercer finished speaking, he paused and said, "Military Science is just being used by Diana Kuno in this whole matter. I'll keep the evidence of Diana Kuno doing these things. Maybe..."
He tilted his head slightly and proposed a more cost-effective suggestion: "You could use these pieces of evidence to attempt to claim compensation from Biotechnology?
Essentially, it's Diana Kuno using Military Science to try to get rid of the nuisance that is me, even at the cost of betraying the company's interests and deceiving Military Science into facing an unexpected formidable enemy, causing great losses.
If we can prove this point, that Diana Kuno exploited and deceived Military Science, then the so-called investment becomes 'fraud'.
Given Military Science's strength and status, even if the evidence chain is incomplete, I think Biotechnology would definitely be willing to cut a loss to maintain the honeymoon period between both parties and compensate Military Science."
"Oh?" Stout's eyes lit up, "To establish this, perhaps a living Diana Kuno is needed."
"I can hand her over to you for interrogation, get the evidence confirmed per your procedure, but I must see her die with my own eyes."
Mercer's voice was cold, "All betrayals against me must die."
As he spoke, his eyes fixed on Stout, while Stout just gave a somewhat similar cold smile, "It's a coincidence, I also hate betrayal. Maybe we do have something in common."
"Let the responsible party take the blame for the investment failure, and you could become the 'hero' who salvages Military Science's losses, getting a promotion and a raise, and all you need to do is give me intelligence."
After Mercer finished speaking, Stout just smiled and then said, "I'm very interested in your proposal, but as a part of Military Science, I would never sell out the company's interests.
I'll pretend I didn't hear anything today, and hope that the next time I see you, you are still alive.
Thinking of stealing from the joint convoy of Military Science and Biotechnology? That's no different from suicide, and I won't be involved.
Moreover, I advise you not to contact anyone else, and I hope I won't hear about your death by tomorrow."
After saying these words, she got up and left, while Mercer watched her walk away in silence until V sauntered into the room.
"Finished negotiating? So quickly?"
She looked around.
"She verbally refused." Mercer stretched lazily, leaning on the sofa, apparently still pondering something.
V was surprised, "Verbal refusal... So it means it didn't work out?"
"Look over there... our celebrated senior agent at Military Science carelessly left behind a business card."
Mercer pointed to the sofa, where a small electronic business card lay.
V walked over, picked up the card, and looked at it. "What does it mean? Did she arrange to meet you here?"
"I guess there might be an easier way." Mercer said as he looked at the card from the 'Tight-Lipped' Hotel, his lips twitching slightly.
He took the card, examined it, and finally saw the scratched number '307' on the hotel contact number on the card.
"Go check room 307 at the hotel tomorrow night. I guess there might be a carelessly left storage chip or something inside."
After Mercer said this, V took the card back, flipping and examining it several times, "Damn, why does she choose such an unreliable place?"
"What's unreliable about it? It's an anonymous hotel without surveillance cameras around, and even the front desk registration is done at an unattended self-service counter. For people needing a secret rendezvous, this place is a holy ground."
After Mercer finished speaking, he saw V looking at him with suspicion.
"How do you know so much?" V said, teasingly staring at him, "Ever been there?"
"No, I've never been to a place like this in my life... Let's go together tomorrow and experience it for ourselves." Mercer said with a smiling face.
"Get lost, get Rebecca to accompany you tomorrow. I bet she wouldn't mind spending more time with you inside."
V said this, gave a snort, and stood up to leave. "Come on, I also have something for you to accompany me today."
"Oh?" Mercer was a bit surprised, and after getting up, he followed her out. "What's it about?"
"You know Jack Wells, right? I remember he said he met you once, and you tried to recruit him, but that guy wasn't so lucky. He refused himself." V said.