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My mind was still a bit foggy, but I was no longer considering backing out of this matter. It was clear that as long as I executed this plan, I was the only choice, with no room for refusal. I needed to carefully think about the feasibility and necessity of this plan. If there was even a slight chance of obtaining information through other channels, I would decisively reject this risky venture.
I stood up and waved my hand. "I need to think this over. You shouldn't be idle either; see if you can come up with another idea. This plan of yours carries too much risk."
With that, I turned and walked into the bedroom. Fatty, seeing this, became anxious and shouted after me, "Qiangzi, how could I harm you? If there were other options, I wouldn't let you take this risk. With me and Da Zhang protecting you from the shadows, nothing will go wrong."
I stopped at the bedroom door and slammed it shut with a bang, leaving Fatty and his words outside.
This brief exchange had already left me mentally and physically exhausted. I remembered that even in the Underground Passage, when I was nearly at my wit's end, I hadn't felt this way. Perhaps it was because I truly had little hope for this plan.
I lay on the highly elastic bed, resting my head on my hands so that I could see the photo on the wall opposite me. Out of rejection or fear of Fatty's plan, I forced myself to come up with a better idea to replace it. However, my thoughts were chaotic; I couldn't concentrate. Whenever I directed my focus toward this matter, I would unconsciously follow Fatty's line of thinking—specifically, obtaining information from within General Nguyen's arms smuggling gang. If I continued down that path of thought, Fatty's idea undoubtedly seemed the most viable. The problem was that my confused mind couldn't carve out a new avenue of thought.
I drifted into a hazy sleep and woke up in a daze. When Fatty pushed the door open, I was still lying in bed lost in thought.
Fatty glanced at me and cursed, "Damn, is it really that bad? You look terrified."
I jumped up to retort but lost my temper when I saw my reflection in the mirror. Indeed, my complexion looked terrible; it seemed like my beard had grown particularly fast, giving me an overall disheveled appearance. I was frustrated with myself for being in such a state; it was one thing to acknowledge my own weakness but quite another to have it pointed out by someone else without mercy.
In a huff, I shot back at him, "I spent all night thinking about your plan and didn't sleep well. You're overreacting; it's not like I'm scared out of my wits."
With that, I tilted my head back and walked into the bathroom. After taking a shower and shaving cleanly, I looked much more refreshed in the mirror. Dressed in a tank top, I saw Fatty eating breakfast; feeling hungry myself, I sat down across from him to fill my stomach first.
It seemed that after being shut out by me last night, Fatty had a lot to say. He began talking while eating. "My plan isn't as complicated or dangerous as you think; you're overthinking it. You're just playing the role of messenger—you don't need to know any details from the other side. Your main tasks are to listen and observe."
Last night, I vaguely thought about these things because I had never done this before. I couldn't imagine what situations might arise or what tricky questions they would ask. However, after listening to Fatty today, my mind started to clear up a bit. "So you mean I only need to reveal myself as a messenger for Xiao Guolin and express his intention to increase procurement? As for what is being procured and the quantity, I know nothing. But there’s a problem here: Xiao Guolin has already had contact with them, so why does he need to confirm the next transaction through a messenger? He must have some way to contact Jackal's group."
"Their main means of communication is through liaison offices located in various countries. There are no such offices in mainland China, so Xiao Guolin can only go abroad to get in touch with Jackal's group. There are still certain restrictions on private travel abroad in our country, and Ruan General Group is aware of this. We can fabricate a reasonable excuse based on this. For instance, Xiao Guolin urgently needs the next batch of Arms but cannot leave for the time being. Your identity as an Archaeology team member can play a role here; you could say you are currently conducting Archaeology work in Yunnan, and Xiao Guolin has entrusted you with this task."
"How do we know if Xiao Guolin has revealed his identity? I lean towards the idea that Xiao Guolin is anonymously procuring Arms. Don’t you think it’s strange for him to procure Arms under his real identity?"
"Yes, you're right; I've thought about this issue. We can't know what identity Xiao Guolin used to procure Arms, so let's not dwell on that question or discuss it in detail with them. Your true identity will likely need to be revealed; do you understand? This will make them trust you more; they are more willing to believe someone whose background can be verified. As for your relationship with Xiao Guolin, you can keep it vague—perhaps say you are his son-in-law or something like that. This will require some improvisation based on the specific situation. We can design a few identities for you, and you can adopt one based on the circumstances. The principle behind these identities is that you are someone Xiao Guolin can trust."
I slammed my chopsticks down on the table. "Are you trying to get me killed!? If Xiao Guolin doesn’t use his real identity to trade Arms, how can I impersonate his spokesperson? Am I supposed to tell them that I was sent by someone who previously traded Arms near Dongxing? I don’t even know this person's name, but damn it, I am his son-in-law!"
This loophole was too big; if it weren't for Fatty being involved, I would suspect that the person on the other side was trying to set me up.
"The name of Xiao Guolin cannot be hidden. Even if he doesn't reveal it himself, when he contacts the liaison office, they will find out. It's not difficult for them; they can trace it back through hotel check-ins and airports." At this point, Fatty ’s serious expression did not change despite my outburst. "The key issue—and your greatest danger—lies in whether Xiao Guolin realizes that his name cannot be kept confidential or whether Jackal's group has made clear Xiao Guolin's real name. If Xiao Guolin's true name remains undisclosed, using the identity of his messenger directly poses a risk. We need to clarify this quickly; otherwise, the chances of this plan failing will be very high."
"How can you clarify this issue? If we could obtain this information, we could trace back to find out who provided it without me having to take risks!"
"It's different. If Xiao Guolin trades with them anonymously, that name might leak out because it's a pseudonym and doesn't need confidentiality. If Xiao Guolin trades using his real identity, they certainly won't let that name get out—not to protect him but for their own sake; they wouldn't want other competitors knowing the true name of such a major buyer."
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