Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 873: Chapter 1090: Space Backpack Technology

"What do you mean he's missing? Missing as in the way I'm thinking?"

Hearing that the person had disappeared, Julian was slightly stunned, then looked at her with some surprise.

"Yes. He probably sensed something. A month ago he shook off our surveillance team, and since then we haven't been able to find any trace of him."

Ella's expression was a bit unpleasant. After all, to some extent, this was a failure on her part.

An Elite ranked 60th on the rankings had vanished without a trace. If he went insane and started massacring people in a city, then in a short time, he could cause hundreds of thousands or even millions of casualties.

Right now he was a ticking time bomb. No one knew how he would react.

He might choose to stay in hiding forever, or he might secretly flee the country.

Until he was found, all possibilities were on the table.

"Alright, don't blame yourself. I'll have the Intelligence Division's Team One focus on this guy," Julian said.

Although Ella was his secretary and wielded considerable power, there were some departments she couldn't mobilize—such as the Intelligence Division's Team One.

She could deploy ordinary intelligence personnel, but she didn't have the authority to mobilize Intelligence Division's Teams One through Nine.

"Mm."

Ella nodded, inwardly relieved. If Team One got involved, unless the guy was reduced to ashes, they would definitely find him.

"By the way… how am I supposed to contact them? Do you know their contact info?"

Ella had just been thinking Julian was reliable, but his next words left her speechless. He didn't even have their contact details—how was he supposed to have Team One investigate?

Seeing her expression, Julian gave an awkward smile.

He couldn't really be blamed. After all, he was hands-off with most matters. He genuinely didn't know the contact information for some important departments, nor did he even know who was in charge of them.

Julian figured, why should he bother handling these things? He might as well just pass them to grand-uncle. After all, whenever he wasn't around, any documents he couldn't handle were always handed over to James anyway.

"It's fine. I'll just tell grand-uncle."

He had dealt with some documents on a whim, and in the end, he had just ended up giving himself more trouble.

'Sigh!!'

Julian let out a silent sigh in his heart.

"Champion Walker! Champion Walker! Champion Walker!"

A hurried voice came from outside the door, accompanied by somewhat frantic footsteps.

Because the door wasn't closed, someone rushed straight in.

"What are you doing? Don't you know what place this is?"

Seeing the person hurrying toward them, Ella's face instantly turned cold as she blocked their way.

Hearing her words, the person realized they had just acted improperly and quickly stopped in their tracks.

"It's fine. What's the matter?"

Julian waved his hand. Seeing the anxious look on the guy's face, he could tell there was some urgent matter. He couldn't help but silently lament—he had just come out of the Primal Secret Realm.

Couldn't they at least let him lie at home for half a month before coming to find him again?

"It's like this—the final technical barrier for spatial backpack technology has been overcome. Mass production will be possible soon. But—"

"The technology was stolen?"

Before he could finish, Julian instinctively spoke up.

The man was momentarily stunned, then nodded. "Yes. Has someone already reported this to you, Champion Walker?"

Julian rolled his eyes upon hearing that. Report, my ass—he had just guessed. After all, it wasn't hard to figure out.

"The spatial backpack technology has been in development for several years now. It should have yielded results by now, logically speaking," Julian muttered to himself.

This technology was something he had found in a technological Ruin—it was unique in the world. And the profits that spatial backpack technology could bring were unimaginable.

This wasn't just about spatial backpacks; it also represented spatial technology itself.

Mature spatial technology could be applied in virtually any field. With this technology, humanity had already set one foot on the path toward interstellar travel.

Julian had handed over the spatial backpack technology to the Walker Group. But because the impact of this technology was too enormous, the Walker Group naturally couldn't monopolize it entirely.

So, they cooperated with the state: the Walker Group provided the personnel and technology, while the state provided land and funding.

Back when this technology was obtained, Julian wasn't yet a Champion. If it were now, the Walker Group would probably have monopolized it entirely.

Still, he didn't regret it much. Money, for the Walker Group, was really just a string of numbers.

"Any leads?" Julian asked.

He wasn't particularly surprised. With such an important experiment, it was only normal for there to be spies.

But for this spy to have evaded the layer after layer of laboratory inspections showed just how impressive they were.

After all, the security level of such a laboratory was absolutely the highest. The background checks for the staff working inside were naturally extremely strict—investigating your ancestors back eighteen generations would be considered the bare minimum.

"None."

The man shook his head with a grim expression. "Professor Smith discovered that the laboratory data had been copied, so he immediately reported it to me."

"Then why did you come to me?" Julian asked curiously.

After all, this kind of matter wasn't really within his jurisdiction.

Catching spies was the job of the Intelligence Department.

"I heard that you, Champion Walker, had returned from the secret realm. If it's you, you'll definitely be able to recover the data and catch that spy."

"The Intelligence Department people are a bunch of useless things. They didn't even know there was a spy in the laboratory. I have serious doubts about their capabilities."

Julian: 'Really, thank you so much for thinking so highly of me.'

Intelligence Department: 'Ever heard of one slip in a thousand safeguards?'

The man's words made it hard for Julian to refuse. Since he'd been praised like that, he couldn't exactly say he wasn't up to the task, could he?

"Alright, you can go back now." Julian nodded.

Watching the man leave excitedly, Julian leaned back in his chair, feeling a headache coming on. "What do you think about the laboratory leak?"

The importance of spatial backpack technology was beyond doubt. But although Julian had agreed to help, he currently had absolutely no leads.

All he knew was that a copy of the spatial backpack technology had been made—nothing else.

"The laboratory managing the spatial backpack project is extremely strict. Even the researchers inside are accompanied by security personnel whenever they leave the lab."

"There are only three or four people who could have had the opportunity to copy the data. Chances are, it was one of them."

Ring ring ring—

Just as Ella finished speaking, her phone rang.

"Hello."

After a few brief words, she hung up.

"Commander, Hubert, the third lead researcher from the spatial backpack laboratory, was found dead at his home. And the time of death is estimated to be over half a month ago."

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