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The most direct impact of keeping A San was that I couldn’t settle accounts with Huang Hai that night. My plan at that time was to pull Huang Hai out of bed and throw him in the yard to freeze him overnight. It's so abominable, as soon as I tried to calm him down, he kicked his nose into his face. Even if I admit that this shop is owned by him and Fatty, I am the BigBoss and the major shareholder anyway, and the car is still sponsored by my face. It would be better for him to just take the money and put it in his pocket. What the hell. Put one. I was so hungry and full that I bought him some real things to show off, which was a huge loss for me. The money is in Fatty ’s hands? All right. I gave Huang Hai an excuse to tolerate him for one night. A San spent the night in the living room. I originally planned to let him sleep in the same room with Huang Hai. There are two beds in his room, and Fatty used to live in the same room with him. But when I heard that Huang Hai was Vietnamese, I refused to open the door. A pure miser is afraid that people will miss his little things. When I saw Huang Hai in the morning, I found that his eyes were red and his face was a little swollen. It seemed that he had not slept well all night and was on guard against thieves. I was even worse than him. I didn't sleep a wink all night, and my mind was filled with the words Cao Mingzhe said to me. After trying to figure it out all night, I finally got an idea. I can't believe everything he said, but because there is no counter-evidence, and the only person who can prove or disprove it, that is, Xiao Guolin, has lost contact, I can only use his words as the only reference clue. But on a certain key issue, I don't intend to completely follow his lead. He and Xiao Guolin have absolutely opposite ultimate goals of entering Lop Nur, and both of them seem to be extremely confident in themselves and are fully prepared for their respective goals. I was a key figure in both of their preparations. They were both scheming and using me. Although I had no interest in being someone else's pawn, before I got or confirmed the truth, I had no other choice but to follow the path they had planned. But I don't plan to trust anyone completely. Since they have their own plans, I will make two preparations and execute both plans at the same time. The critical moment has come. The moment the truth is revealed, I will make the final decision. That was my decision. At this time, a key figure emerged, Vietnamese A San. In Cao Mingzhe’s plan, I am also the key figure. But what confuses me is this. My key point is that Cao Mingzhe has not come out. If Awakener can enter the Gate of Awakening without a key, it can even bring several people to do it at the same time (according to Cao Mingzhe’s method , my ability has been verified in The Eternal Gate of the Hakka People. I suspect that Cao Mingzhe secretly provided guarantees to Fatty and Xiao Ting to verify my ability. Confirming the message Song Guilong gave him. Including this most critical information: I am Awakener), which is why he needs me. Under the premise that he has obtained the key to the Eternal Gate, I am already a worthless existence, and there is no need to go to great lengths and use all the means to coax me onto his ship. This is probably the most puzzling thing about Cao Mingzhe’s plan for me. My role in the Xiao Guolin plan is much more intuitive. I feel that I am more like a follow-up to his plan. That is, he thought he might not be able to complete the task, so he did the follow-up before entering the Lop Nur underground. arrange. I am the executor of the follow-up plan.
However, Cao Mingzhe's speculation cast a shadow over Xiao Guolin's plans and fate. I couldn't figure out whether Xiao Guolin knew he was going down, even if he couldn't complete what he believed to be his mission. He wouldn't easily perish down there, because according to Cao Mingzhe's guess, there was a precedent of survival in Lop Nur—Song Guilong.
If Xiao Guolin had already entertained this speculation, then his plan must be deeper and more complex than Cao Mingzhe's.
To execute Xiao Guolin's plan, obtaining antimatter weapons from the Vietnamese was crucial, and the best candidate for this key task was undoubtedly A San.
Even if I bypassed A San and relied on my own strength to complete the transaction with the Vietnamese, it would be impossible to keep it from A San. Although he hadn't returned to Vietnam or Laos, he could easily get in touch with the Vietnamese. Moreover, I didn't believe he would completely sever ties with the Vietnamese Gang. Even after gaining his freedom, he might still have connections with them. After all, communication methods are so advanced now that contacting the Vietnamese Gang is incredibly simple; he could do it whenever he wanted.
Therefore, I didn't plan to hide this matter from A San. Of course, A San might leak this information to Cao Mingzhe, which I couldn't prevent. But I could use this situation to probe Cao Mingzhe's bottom line regarding the importance of Eternal Gate in his mind.
If he was only after Dequantize, then afterward, Eternal Gate would lose its practical significance for him. It might even become a constraint on him. In that case, blowing up Eternal Gate wouldn't weigh on his conscience.
If, upon learning my intentions, he still opposed my destroying Eternal Gate and even forbade me from bringing such a ticking time bomb down into Lop Nur, then most of the information he revealed to me was likely false. He must have ulterior motives.
After considering the transaction of arms with the Vietnamese, a person suddenly appeared in my mind—a one-armed man still lurking in Langnanta Hotel: Da Zhang.
I jumped out of bed immediately. Looking out the window, it was still dim outside. I couldn't wait any longer; I needed to find Fatty quickly. He probably forgot about this matter too; after such a long time, Da Zhang's meager funds surely wouldn't last for hotel accommodations—he wouldn't have fallen to begging on the streets. Imagine dragging a Remington Sniper Rifle while begging on the street; how ridiculous that would be.
I knocked forcefully on A San's door, and Huang Hai from the other room came out first. Damn it, it looked like this guy hadn't even changed out of his clothes before sleeping; his clothes were all wrinkled from rolling around in bed all night.
I shouted at Huang Hai, "Open the door! I need to go out."
Huang Hai pointed at A San, who was draped in a robe standing at the entrance of the living room.
I angrily yelled back, "We're leaving together; you can rest easy."
I urged A San to hurry up and get dressed. Huang Hai had already dashed over to open the gate of the courtyard. He peeked out suspiciously, glancing down both ends of the alley. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he lowered his head, running back to his room and slamming the door shut with a loud bang. I could even hear him locking it from the inside.
I was momentarily stunned but quickly realized what was happening. He must have seen the black SUV at the entrance of the alley. Damn, the money was definitely with him.
A San came out wrapped in a coat and asked me, "Brother Qiang, where are you going so early?"
"To the hospital, looking for Fatty."
"Got it."
Perhaps noticing my anxious expression, A San was quite cooperative and ran ahead out of the courtyard.
As I rushed outside, I turned back and shouted at Huang Hai, who was hiding inside, "Stop hiding! I'll deal with you later."
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