He silently thought to himself:
"Hey, hey, boss, can you hear me this way?"
His actions were just like secretly making a phone call.
"Yes."
Fang Chengâs response was brief and clear.
Xu Hao first felt a burst of novelty and excitement, as if he had gotten an amazing toy.
But soon, as if he remembered something, the excitement quickly faded from his face, replaced by a hint of unease and alertness.
"Boss, doesnât this mean youâve drilled into my brain?"
"Then all the random things I think about and my... my little secrets, wouldnât they all be known to you?"
Xu Hao was incoherent, his face slightly flushed.
"This is just a special ability to temporarily establish a spiritual link, only for transmitting voice, not to explore the depths of your thoughts."
Fang Cheng explained calmly and leisurely:
"Just like I told you before, itâs an absolutely safe, absolutely secret new way of communication."
Upon hearing this, Xu Hao visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face eased considerably.
He grinned, with a touch of post-crisis relief, mumbling in his heart:
"Great! Boss, with this trick, we wonât have to be on edge, like undercover operatives, anymore."
"Let me tell you, every time I went to the club to find you, I was scared to death, afraid of being caught by Noah Organization or the Special Search Team!"
After a pause, Xu Hao hurriedly explained:
"Oh, boss, itâs not that I didnât want to contact you immediately; itâs just that after the meeting yesterday, that damn Ma Biao called me over to drink and party..."
"Oh no, we were discussing the action details together, working busy all night without giving me a chance to get away."
"It wasnât until this afternoon that I woke up, planning to seize the opportunity tonight to put the intelligence into the locker at the old place and then notify you to pick it up."
"Hmm."
Fang Cheng responded lightly, indicating he accepted the explanation.
Xu Hao didnât dare to slack off and immediately reported the content of yesterdayâs meeting and the Noah Organizationâs upcoming action plan to Fang Cheng in his mind.
"...The target is that popular idol singer Cheng Jiashu, called âSmiling Demonâ by the police. He is said to have done quite a few perverted killings in secret."
"The action is scheduled for tomorrow evening between six and seven oâclock, at the Chenxi Home Orphanage in Guilan District, commanded by Minister Luo coming from headquarters, who is said to be a level 10 officer, very formidable."
"Plus, several senior cadres from the organization are leading the team, all ruthless killers without hesitation..."
Fang Cheng quietly listened, pretending to be completely unaware of the situation, occasionally posing one or two questions.
The information Xu Hao was currently transmitting matched roughly with what Fang Cheng had probed by projecting onto Xu Haoâs body.
Only in some minor details were there discrepancies, indicating Xu Hao hadnât deliberately concealed or distorted the intelligence, showing some reliability in loyalty.
But Fang Cheng didnât intend to tell Xu Hao that he could monitor Xu Haoâs every move anytime via "one-way projection."
On one hand, this ability is too astonishingly unusual to be casually disclosed.
The other party may not be able to accept it calmly, possibly even developing greater wariness.
On the other hand, keeping this card in hand allows further testing of Xu Haoâs loyalty.
At the same time, it can make Fang Cheng appear more mysterious and unpredictable to Xu Hao, making it easier to control peopleâs hearts.