Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Chapter 175: The Direction of the Military's Might
As Guan Xiangdong hurried out of his workplace, the end of the workday was approaching. He had taken a leave and rushed to the entrance to greet someone.
It was Sun Qinghua, who had appeared out of nowhere, looking anxious. As one of his few friends, there was still a sense of concern. However, when he reached the door, he nearly stumbled in shock. Sun Qinghua stood there in full police uniform, exuding confidence, which seemed to overshadow any thoughts of depression or jumping off a building.
"You’re pretending to be a government worker outside the public security office, Tsinghua. This is... more serious than if you jumped off a building yourself," Guan Xiangdong exclaimed in disbelief.
"Shut your eyes, this is the real deal... Undercover Officer, specially approved by the Anhui Province Criminal Investigation Division," Sun Qinghua replied, rummaging through his pockets. Guan Xiangdong curiously asked, "Undercover Officers don’t carry identification; what are you pulling out?"
"Just pulling out a cigarette," Sun Qinghua said as he produced one and lit it up.
"Undercover Officers don’t have enforcement authority here. What’s an Anhui Province officer doing in Binhai?" Guan Xiangdong questioned again, feeling that Brother Hua still seemed a bit off.
"I have a secret mission; they sent me back," Sun Qinghua explained.
"Oh, right... By the way, where did you get that police uniform?" Guan Xiangdong asked suspiciously.
"I told you wouldn’t believe me. I didn’t go with Xiao Mu to Anhui Province; I caught a wanted fraudster online and got recruited on special terms."
"Uh... Are you seriously trying to fool me with ghost stories in broad daylight? You might as well say you infiltrated a gang as an undercover agent."
"Hey, how did you know? That’s Xiao Mu’s mission."
"Uh..."
Guan Xiangdong was left speechless, reaching out to touch Ruhua' forehead, tugging at his ear, and pinching his cheek, puzzled as he said, "You don't seem sick. Could it be a mental issue? I mean, Brother Hua... did you get stimulated by the divorce from Shishi?"
When it came to that topic, Guan Xiangdong began to advise him, "Breaking up is a good thing; you shouldn't have gotten married in the first place... I know you gave Qiong Shi the embezzled funds back then, and she started looking at you differently, but that wasn't love... Stop thinking about her. Girls change a lot as they grow up; these days, you can't trust pretty girls. Who knows what kind of scheming woman she might be?"
"On the contrary, I've come to terms with it. Come on, help me with something," Sun Qinghua insisted, pulling him along and waving for a taxi.
Guan Xiangdong sighed in frustration. "What is it? I've got a ton of work to do."
"Going to the bank to pay off debts and find an agent to sell the house," Sun Qinghua replied.
"Wow, and you say you're not affected?" Guan Xiangdong exclaimed.
"Quite the opposite. If I can't let go of my wife, I'm tied down by emotions. If I can't let go of my possessions, I'm tied down by them too. The more you cling to something, the heavier it becomes... Hmm, I need to live more clearly. I am who I am—unique and irreplaceable. I want to live openly as my short, poor self, just like we did back in the day when no one looked down on anyone else," Sun Qinghua declared.
"Are you trying to boost your own presence here? You're so broke that I'm having a hard time keeping up... Wait? What's going on? Your mood seems off," Guan Xiangdong pressed.
The two hopped into a taxi, and Sun Qinghua excitedly recounted everything—how he caught a suspect, how he met a group of impressive detectives, how he felt his life wasn't as miserable as before. Guan Xiangdong listened in shock, unable to believe that this guy wasn't just daydreaming. As they got out of the car, he asked, "No way! What you said about violating organizational principles—how could someone like you be involved?"
"The problem is with you; you're not cut out for it," Ruhua retorted sarcastically.
"Not cut out for it? Even if I hung around, I couldn't be used. Who are you kidding? You think Xiao Mu could go undercover?" Guan Xiangdong replied.
"Ha ha, believe it or not, but this thrilling experience of mine will be enough to reminisce about for years... Once I sell the house, I can start fresh. I want to live my life seriously," Sun Qinghua said earnestly.
"Who are you trying to fool? You're not planning to do something illegal, are you?" Guan Xiangdong replied warily.
Just then, the sound of police sirens blared, causing Guan Xiangdong to nervously glance at Sun Qinghua, fearing he might be about to rob a bank. In a daze, two police cars rushed up, and a team of officers got out. Without a word, they seized Sun Qinghua and took him away. Guan Xiangdong found himself caught in the crossfire as well; he was also taken along, though it seemed he wasn't treated as a suspect. He sat in the car without being questioned or restrained. Anxiously, he asked, "Comrade, I'm from the District Prosecutor's Office. What's going on? What have I done?"
"Nothing," the serious-faced officer replied curtly.
"Then you can't restrict my freedom!" Guan Xiangdong protested angrily.
"Not restricting," the officer said.
"Then what is this..." Guan Xiangdong felt uneasy seeing the situation unfold. He looked at Sun Qinghua curiously, who simply smiled and said, "Ha ha, now you should believe me, right? It's nothing serious; at most they'll just keep you there and won't let you leave. I was feeling bored alone, so I thought I'd find a companion."
"Damn it! You bastard! So it’s all true! Why didn’t you say so earlier... Damn it! You little rascal! You’re acting like a hero now! Just when I didn't want to go to work..."
Guan Xiangdong kept hitting Sun Qinghua playfully while excitedly hugging the Ruhua around them...
...
These two were confined in the Special Training Division for a simple reason: they had participated in the R7 Counterfeiting Case and were not on duty personnel. They could only be dealt with in this low-profile manner. At this point, they had reached a critical juncture where even the slightest mistake was unacceptable.
Time, June 30, thirteen o'clock. Lin Qizhao wrote down the things about Sun Qinghua and another person being restricted in the notebook. His gestures stopped in the air in boredom. He wanted to write down the clues at this time with a pen, but he couldn't do it. When he looked up, Shen Lingchen and Zhou Qunyi were also in a daze. Across the glass was the huge Technical Investigation room, which was connected in all directions and directly connected to communications across the country, but there was no news at all. On several screens, the Police Force mobilized by Southern San Shui, Central Plains Anyang, Dongshan Heze, and Ning Ji have begun to assemble. Emergency mobilization is confirmed by communication every hour. Those who are ready to go PoliceForce has been waiting for more than a day. Case SituationIn three directions, Houji Town may still be working dens, Anyang may be hiding dens, Fajian San Shui Li Yingzong who participated in money making, and far away Overseas, the mastermind of remote control command Sun Yong. The point of breaking the situation is to focus on the den. As long as the machinery, Counterfeit Money, and manufacturing and sales personnel are captured, the rest of the thieves will have nothing to fear. The criminal organization that Zhou Qunyi is still studying is gradually clearing up. It is headed by Sun Yong, and under it Xu Tonglei is the main figure. This person knows the operation of two money making points; the suspect who changed cars returned After arriving in Taizhou, it also surfaced. This person's name is Sun Dazheng, who runs a shipping company in Taizhou, specializing in import and export customs declarations and freight business. The task force has reason to suspect that this organization's transportation is handled by this person. Bit control. As for Li Yingzong, the father of Li Qian, no evidence of his crime has been found so far. We only judged that this person was a master of plate making based on Wang Shou and his explanation, but how and how much he made , are all unknown. Therefore, the current plan is all tied to the Thunder Zero Group who is still searching for targets everywhere. Several attempts to reinforce the Police Force were rejected by superiors. It is said that tracking this group of people has exhausted the resources of the superiors. It's been a year, and what I'm most worried about at this time is that he will disappear again. Therefore, the eye position of the entire chess game is still that of the informant. Find it, everything is alive. If you can't find it, you lose everything. The task force has already prepared for the worst. If contact cannot be established, the entire Houji Town will be sealed off and a large-scale manhunt will be conducted. However, the timing may not be easy to grasp. Who knows the elusive Counterfeit Money? Trader, when will we start shipping? If it's too late, it's too late to escape. If it's too early, it's impossible to catch the transportation link. It's still a failure.
"Things are still moving too quickly; we haven't fully grasped the transportation aspect," Zhou Qunyi sighed softly.
With the superiors of the two supervisors absent, it was much easier to talk. Lin Qizhao glanced at his phone once more and said, "At 19:00 this evening, forces will depart from various locations, with an estimated completion of encirclement by midnight. However, there is a flaw in this plan. Can we really stop all the Hazardous Materials Vehicles for inspection? What if they switch vehicles? What if they have reconnaissance vehicles that detect our movements and abort midway? These are significant issues."
Indeed, they were major problems. Those involved in drug trafficking and money laundering often employed such tactics; while you were busy stopping one vehicle, they could easily slip away. Even if you managed to catch someone, they were merely cannon fodder, while the real masterminds always carefully kept one foot in a safe place.
Shen Lingchen's thoughts diverged from theirs. After pondering something, he curiously asked, "Where is Qiu Guanghan?"
"Well... he's in Zhongzhou. His false identity has also been targeted," Lin Qizhao replied, glancing over. This senior lackey seemed to hold little weight in this case, even if he had managed to deceive the police.
"Master Shen, why are you suddenly asking about him?" Zhou Qunyi inquired with curiosity.
"Have you considered this?" Shen Lingchen frowned and said, "This counterfeiting gang operates quite skillfully, but how could they use someone like Qiu Guanghan who is so reckless?"
Indeed, this individual hired motorcycle couriers for transactions and repeatedly appeared at crime scenes as if he were afraid the police wouldn't catch him.
"Just cannon fodder," Lin Qizhao remarked.
"Cannon fodder can be used in different ways. Do you think it's possible that... this Old Man has such a notorious reputation that he could be used to test our investigative progress? For instance, if he was traveling with Xu Tonglei through Anyang and got caught, it would indicate that the counterfeiting location there is definitely under surveillance... Xu Tonglei and his group arrived in Dongshan Province while he lingered less than two hundred kilometers away in Zhongzhou. If something happened to him there, it would signal danger here... Conversely, they could deduce that we haven't noticed their change of hideout... You should pay attention to Wang Shou and the arrangements; that printing press has already been prepared for disposal to Wang Shou," Shen Lingchen analyzed. As he laid out his thoughts, everything became clear.
While the two were still astonished, he added, "Even Xu Tonglei could be cannon fodder. The hideout he controls can produce r7 components while simultaneously serving as a scapegoat for Superb Dollar operations. Therefore, it would be easier to believe what comes from there, while the difficulty of producing offset prints would be greater, necessitating stricter confidentiality."
"Sun Yong is overseas," Lin Qizhao reminded him. "He’s directing things remotely; the police can't reach him."
"Now drug trafficking has this tendency, producing drugs domestically and selling them abroad. As long as they establish sales channels, they can operate without restraint, and since the stolen goods are not within the country, it is difficult for us to detect their illegal activities," Zhou Qunyi said.
"Then we must take them down; it's a disgrace to the country," Shen Lingchen replied.
"Master, do you think they have any confidence?" Lin Qizhao asked again, uncertain. Shen Lingchen was at a loss for words and chuckled awkwardly, saying, "Our efforts can only go so far; the rest depends on luck."
As soon as he finished speaking, an alarm beeped on the table. The three of them sprang into action, rushing toward the Technical Investigation room. Lin Qizhao excitedly asked, "Is there news?"
"It's not Haoji; it's from Anyang Town in Ping County, Yangying Village... Thunder Team Two has discovered the hideout drawn by the informant," Guan Yiqing reported.
Images quickly appeared on the computer screen—photos taken covertly. The initial image was a hand-drawn sketch provided by the informant, depicting a wall, iron mesh on the wall, and a gate, even down to the door knocker. Despite being confined to one place, it was drawn so vividly that Zhou Qunyi was taken aback.
"The surroundings are very quiet; no signs of machinery in operation."
"There is only one guard at the factory."
"They are consulting about the next mission."
The Technical Investigation team stayed in contact and reported back. Lin Qizhao directly ordered, "Do not reveal your presence; withdraw to a visible range and wait for orders."
The three hurried back. The two superiors who heard the alarm also arrived. Lin Qizhao pulled out a map and marked the discovery location. This late discovery was still a result of the hard work of Ren Guoliang and several others from A Group. However, in terms of the overall Case Situation, it felt like a mere afterthought.
Because there was no way to know if the machinery had already been moved from that location.
"I suggest we hold off for now," Lin Qizhao said.
"I agree," Zhou Qunyi replied.
"Agreed," the two supervisors nodded in unison.
When they turned to Shen Lingchen, his eyes began to sparkle as he hesitantly spoke, "There might be a big fish out there. Perhaps they haven't moved their base at all... Maybe Qiu Guanghan should have relocated; it seems this foolish thief is being used as a source of information, standing out in the open."
"You mean, if he's still there, it indicates we haven't caught up yet?" Lin Qizhao struggled to understand this line of thinking. Was there really such a reckless pawn?
"Exactly. Just like how we use informants; the person themselves can be the clue," Shen Lingchen said calmly.
This statement made everyone present feel slightly uncomfortable, but they were soon jolted by an unexpected piece of news. The person monitoring Qiu Guanghan reported that he had boarded a long-distance bus, and his destination was Anyang City.
As unfortunate as it was, everyone looked at Shen Lingchen with excitement, as if this Old Cop possessed prophetic abilities. However, Shen Lingchen sighed and said, "Don't celebrate too early. If we no longer need the informant, it means things are wrapping up quickly, and our time is running out."
Time froze at a quarter past two. At this moment, there was still no news from Houji Town...
"I know... Arrive at eleven o'clock in the evening, we are ready... Don't worry... Hey, be smart... I'm sorry, I said the worker is a newbie, clumsy..." Gouzi commanded Xiao Mu I moved a box of water, but did not put down the phone next to my ear. Xiao Mu didn’t dare to listen too much, so he carried the water out. He was so depressed. The work was almost finished, and he hadn’t seen the people who came after him. He stepped down the stairs step by step. At this time, he was once again dirty and inhumane. , not washing your face or hands, not brushing your teeth, sleeping on the floor, and eating instant noodles. It’s really hard to make Counterfeit Money, but no one complains. But Xiao Mu is so painful, the door can’t be opened, and the second door can’t be taken. Looking up at the sky at the four corners, only bird people with wings can spread the news. If I had known that I would have run away in Xiaogan Okay, this shit is like putting yourself in it now. When he went down the last step of the stairs, he vaguely heard a voice: Collect~~broken~~broken~~ Hey, bottles, cartons, cans, tattered shoes, clothes and old furniture are for sale~~~ This voice is not important, but The song played by Loudspeaker is important, it is actually "Can I Hug You?" It is raining outside, as if my hard work is dripping. Loving you for so long is actually not easy. Can I Hug You?Love, let me cry on your shoulder. If we are going to separate today, let me cry happily...
Xiao Mu suddenly laughed, knowing who had arrived, murmuring to himself, "That damn Baldy finally had a moment of intelligence."
This was a well-known tune from the Pyramid Scheme, an oddly discordant sound in this place; it was unlikely anyone but Baldy would be around.
He hurried up the stairs and stood halfway up, where the Scrap Collector was shouting. Xiao Mu angrily shouted, "What are you yelling about? Get lost... Are you planning to steal something?"
"Hey, hey... what’s going on?" Dogzi came out from inside.
Xiao Mu replied, "Dog Brother, that Scrap Collector is making a racket at our doorstep... Hey, I’m telling you, Baldy, get out now or I’ll set the dogs on you."
Even Dog Brother couldn’t stand such intimidation. The Scrap Collector yelled back, "Bottles, cardboard boxes, cans, plastic—I'll take anything! What are you trying to scare me with?"
"No way, no way... just go on," Dogzi said, waving his hand to shoo the dirty Scrap King away.
"Did you hear that? I told you to scram, little Baldy!" Xiao Mu glared, and the Scrap Collector huffed away in anger. Xiao Mu grinned and turned back to Dogzi, saying sweetly, "Dog Brother, you sit tight; we’ll handle this little matter."
"Come here and stand straight... put down your stuff and wipe your face," Dogzi unexpectedly pulled Xiao Mu back and surprisingly twisted open a precious bottle of pure water for him to wipe his face. Xiao Mu was left dazed and confused, asking, "What’s going on? Dog Brother, why are you dressing up so nicely if it’s not for a blind date?"
Click! Dogzi aimed his phone at Xiao Mu's face and snapped several pictures. He waved his hand and said, "Go on now; I’m keeping a record of you. We’re family from now on."
After sending Xiao Mu away, the guard sent out the photos he had just taken. The recipient received them and left a message on his phone: "The people brought by Landmine should be reliable; Old Lei has those cunning eyes—he only brings in reckless ones."
After leaving the message, he looked through his monocular telescope but saw no one on the road. So he poured himself some liquor as usual and began to daydream about the wonderful life that awaited him after all this was over...
…………………
…………………
They found it, they found the informant.
Aeming excitedly hugged the team member in the Sorghum Field, kissing him and asking, "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely. He kept calling me Baldy; that nickname is exclusive to him. Also, he made a gesture, right over there," Makeup Detective said with squinted eyes from laughing.
"Haha... kid, I invented that! You just got lucky with the credit," Aeming chuckled as he began to gather everyone.
"Hey, Instructor, what's with that song? Does it have a special meaning?" a team member asked.
"Of course it does! The story behind it is quite long. Hehe, only he can understand it," Aeming replied excitedly, plopping down on the ground. As he sent out the message, he muttered to himself, "Those guys in the task force are going to have their heart rates skyrocketing."
They found it, they found the informant.
The command room went wild. Lin Qizhao rushed out and bumped into a chair, while the two Inspectors lost their composure and collided with the door frame. A simple location pinpointed this hidden coordinate by the roadside clearly.
"Facial features match."
"Confirmed as Target X."
"Thunder Zero Group has already infiltrated the roadside, monitoring a distance of two point seven kilometers."
The Technical Investigation team reported in turn, and someone stepped aside to make room. Lin Qizhao invited the two superiors over, but unexpectedly, at that moment, the two Inspectors pushed him forward, saying, "It's better if you issue this command yourself."
"Don't be modest; now all the Police Force is under your command."
Lin Qizhao stopped being coy. Holding the microphone, he contacted the three combat units. After verifying the communication code, he cleared his throat and spoke, slightly excited: "Now issuing Thunder Action Order Number One. All participating units, depart immediately and ensure arrival at the designated location before twenty-two hundred hours tonight."
"Understood."
"Yes."
"Affirmative."
In response, a series of resonant voices echoed back. On the screen were the Public Security Compound and the Special Police Training Base, where fully armed officers rushed to their vehicles, each one speeding away.
Every time this moment arrived, it stirred people's emotions; every time this moment came, it ignited their passion. An unspoken tide surged forth like a rolling iron stream advancing with thunderous momentum, its sharp edge aimed directly at Houji Town.
Comment 0 Comment Count