Chapter 1300 - 1305: Harvester
Azar, to be fair, only possessed the most basic qualities necessary for a spy. Although he managed to stand out in the vast abyss of the Shah Intelligence Bureau, in Anton’s eyes, this guy was just a hair’s breadth away from being an idiot.
Joking aside, as a world-stirring organization, their leader was captured; how could they not desperately keep secrets and block information? How could they let Azar and Anton relay the news?
Even if Baghdadi ultimately died, that would be a matter to discuss after his death, not to mention that Baghdadi might not even be dead yet.
That’s why Anton wouldn’t waste words, to avoid the embarrassment of refusal from the Viper, which was secondary; what mattered was provoking the Viper, who might actually lock them up, which would be troublesome, even more so if they were silenced forever.
Anton didn’t join Azar in making any unreasonable demands. He simply faced the Viper with a calm expression and said, "I don’t need rest. If you don’t want to hear my suggestions, can you allow me to be a quiet observer? Because... there are some things I only trust my own eyes for."
The Viper glanced at Anton twice, intending to refuse, but ultimately said, "We will definitely get Baghdadi out of there."
The Viper stood silently in front of the map. He consented to Anton and Azar remaining because Anton’s words made sense: if Baghdadi died and then ISIS claimed he didn’t, such a situation could always happen. To have Anton believe Baghdadi was really rescued, Anton needed to be an observer.
Anton whispered, "Have negotiations been made? Regardless of success, first give the other side a psychological hint that talks are still possible so that Baghdadi can be somewhat safer."
The Viper glanced at Anton and then whispered, "I’ve sent people. I requested negotiations, but our envoy was directly killed by them."
Anton took a deep breath and said, "Very troublesome, this is very troublesome; it seems their attitude is very firm."
